Chapter Seventy-Three

"Mrs. Huiyu, Aunt Seventeen is not very good-looking, at most she is delicate, and her temper is not very good!"

It turned out that the woman sitting on the throne was none other than Wan Dehai's wife, Mrs. Wan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Her chubby body, which is set off by rich clothes, is getting richer and richer, which is similar to Wan Dehai's temperament.

With this mellow figure, greedy face, and a high sense of superiority, it is not a family that does not enter the door, but a husband and wife.

I saw Mrs. Wan open her rosy lips, eat the last piece of plum-shaped pastry in her hand, and rinse her mouth after drinking tea before speaking.

"Well, it's just a village girl who can't be put on the stage, don't take it to heart, but you give me a good look at her, don't make any trouble!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Let's go back to the reward!" Mrs. Wan glanced over, and the big girl beside her gave instructions, took out a purse from her sleeve, and handed it to the smiling janitor.

When the people left, the big girl complained indignantly: "Madam, why don't you go and give that cheap hoof a color to see, you are so arrogant when you just enter the door!"

Who knew that Mrs. Wan smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "The master carries home one after three days, do I have to do this every time, I'm too tired, anyway, the master is just playing!"

Even if you're not here, you can't go anywhere else.

has been married for more than 20 years, she has long seen the essence of Wan Dehai, and she doesn't look at anything else, just the power of her mother's family, Wan Dehai doesn't dare to be too presumptuous with her.

If you talk about love and love, you have lived for most of your life, and you don't care much about it, the concubine is the concubine, as long as you can't give birth to a child, it will have no effect on you.

Don't look at Mrs. Wan's gentle smile, she is a ruthless character inside, otherwise there are countless women in Wan Dehai's backyard, why are all the children born to her?

The selfishness in it does not need to be explained, anyone with a discerning eye can see it!

As for Wan Dehai, he has sons and daughters anyway, and the concubines can't give birth to it, which just saves him trouble!

And at this moment, full of anger is about to erupt, Liu Qingzhi, who is sitting in the new house, is unaware of this, and is still blindly complacent, when he masters the power, he will definitely let these people who make her stumble taste great!

As everyone knows, if you jump into this fire pit, it will be difficult to get out!

Time passed minute by minute, with the yearning for the future and the expectation of the wedding night, Liu Qingzhi waited quietly, but there was no sound of sending outside, and there was no servant outside.

Thinking about Wang's explanation before leaving, she sat quietly and patiently for an afternoon.

The night is getting dark, and a needle in the room can be heard when it lands quietly, and she is already grumpy, and it is already the limit for her to sit for an afternoon with arrogance.

The cheeks are red, and in the cold autumn day it is not hot, but angry.

With a snort, she lifted the red hijab on her head, fell to the ground, and after a day of starvation, she saw a few plates of red, green, and green snacks on the table, and her saliva overflowed.

I couldn't care about the image anymore, so I rushed over with one arrow step, one in one hand, and devoured it.

The fragrance fills every taste bud, and the fluffy texture is a delicacy she has never tasted before.

These pastries, which have been cold in the eyes of the masters of the Wan family, are delicious in the world in Liu Qingzhi.

"......Hiccup" ate so violently that she rolled her eyes, picked up the tea that had cooled down on the table, poured it violently, and finally swallowed it with a glare!

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, Liu Qingzhi, who was on the edge of excitement, didn't hear it, and was about to take another piece of pastry to eat, when the door creaked open!

Her index finger moved and she was about to continue to let go of the big food, and she suddenly stopped moving, and the pastry in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, shattering into slag.

The man didn't expect such a scene in the house, a little girl of the same age as a teenager, with a smooth face, ruddy lips, and frightened fawn-like eyes, all exuding a charming fragrance.

The impulse he hadn't had for a long time dazzled him, and he dragged his fat body forward with his eyes.

"Lady, you're hungry!"

Liu Qingzhi retreated in fright: "You, you!" Although he already knew that he was going to marry the man in front of him, he really faced it.

The frightened countenance, the body thicker than three of hers, made her tremble with fright.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, master, I will let you enjoy it!" Like a ghost in the night, it opened its bloody mouth and devoured the pitiful willow branches like small white flowers.

After a night of torture, Liu Qingzhi shed dry tears, longing to die here, the smell of the old man's body made her almost sick, and finally dawn came.

With her red and swollen eyes in the mirror, her pale countenance, and the pain in her body that could not be ignored, she said to herself, "Is this choice right or wrong?"

But in the blink of an eye, rows of maids came in with delicate jewelry supplies: "Congratulations to Aunt Seventeen, congratulations to Aunt Seventeen, this is what the master asked the slaves to send!"

Liu Qingzhi's young body makes the middle-aged Wan Dehai feel greatly satisfied, and he is still refreshed after a night of physical exertion.

As soon as the mood is good, there will naturally be many rewards, and the eight saluting maids are the people he sent to serve.

Liu Qingzhi, who was immersed in sorrow, suddenly saw eight trays, with gold and dangling jewelry, smooth silk, delicate rouge gouache, and ......

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she couldn't wait to stand up and pounce on her!

Touching the past one by one, all of them are boutiques, and they are good items that she has never seen in her life.

Her eyes brightened instantly, forgetting the pain just now, and the fat body suddenly grew tall in her heart.

"Aunt Seventeen, my lord is so good to you, I have never seen an aunt treat you so well!"

The maid's flattering words made Liu Qingzhi smile and his heart bloom.

Such a beautiful dress, thinking about it, the envious eyes of others, the jealous red eyes of the villagers, a deep sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

"Hmm!" sighed softly, and the lady was full of momentum.

The little maid is colorful, and if the aunt in front of her is not unexpected, she is the new love of the lord during this time, and it is the right way to please her.

Curtsey bowed: "Auntie, such beautiful clothes, let the slave maid help you change them!"

How could Liu Qingzhi, who was already impatient, refuse?

Under the careful service of the maids, they changed into a pink cardigan skirt, the bun was raised high, and the hairpin was inserted.

"Bring this with you!" Seeing so many pieces of jewelry for the first time, Liu Qingzhi couldn't wait to put them on until there was no room for them in her bun.

Then she rinsed her mouth with tea, washed with just the right amount of warm water, and served her vanity so carefully that her vanity was greatly satisfied.

Liu Qingzhi's movements here did not hide from Mrs. Wan, I thought that Wan Dehai was no different from this woman, but the maid's report in the early morning made her angry head blow!

"Alright, don't wear it!" impatiently stopped the maid's movements.

Now she doesn't have the heart to dress up like this, and she doesn't have the heart to wear hair accessories at all.

After thinking about it, she changed her mind: "Go and take out the jewelry in my box!" It was the jewelry she didn't easily wear, and it was all a wedding boutique.

Two quarters of an hour later, the team headed by Mrs. Wan set off from the main courtyard!