Chapter 32: The Aggrieved Goblin
As soon as Wen Xiang shut up, she felt that the quiet atmosphere was a little weird.
She saw Song Nanzhou's face full of discomfort, and she couldn't help but rub her arms with her hands, it seemed that she was numb with goosebumps.
Wen Xiang: "......"
I don't know which nerve she got wrong.
also blamed Song Nanzhou for shouting at her just now, and her hair stood on end in a cold and frightened manner. Inevitably, the little brother of the prince grabbed her and ran away, so she was in a hurry and wanted to pat herself.
Seeing the displeasure on the face of the little brother of Shizi, Wen Xiang was even more cowardly, this fart must have been slapped on the horse's leg.
"Little goblin, I don't have to worry about you this time, but there will be a next time-" After a while, Song Nanzhou said lightly.
Without waiting for him to finish his threatening words, Wen Xiang hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare, there will be no next time." β
So this time, he doesn't plan to pursue it?
Wen Xiang couldn't help but laugh twice in her heart, it seems that the little brother in this world is still very flattering.
Although it is disgusting, and the key is that it will be disgusting to herself, Wen Xiang still decided to go further and further on the road of patting!
What's wrong with being disgusting, can you save your life!
Wen Xiang, who had no psychological pressure to persuade herself to keep her dog's legs, saw that his face eased, and then said: "Little brother, I sleepwalked last night, I went to Xu's Mansion and found something very strange. β
"Oh?" Song Nanzhou's voice was lazy: "What strange things have you discovered?" β
"I found out you were wrong about something." Wen Xiang solemnly.
"I'd like to hear it." Song Nanzhou looked like he was listening.
"You told me that Xu Xiang and his wife are very affectionate, but I saw Xu Xiang slap Mrs. Xu Xiang last night, and Xu Xiang was very cold to his wife, I guess it should be related to Xu Wenxiang-" Wen Xiang had a disgusted face of "I don't even think you gossip well": "Actually, Mrs. Xu Xiang is still very beautiful and temperamental, although it is slightly worse than Xu Xiaomei, but she is still worthy of Xu Xiang." β
Song Nanzhou's original expression changed slightly, "You saw Xu Xiang slap his wife with your own eyes?" β
"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I heard it with my own ears." Wen Xiang said proudly: "Let me tell you, Xu Xiang turned out to be a very good brother, and he was very good to his sister." Because he didn't protect his sister well, everyone who blames himself will cry. He was ...... to his wife has a bad attitude towards his wife, I guess it is very likely that his wife hurt Xu Xiaomei. That's why Xu Xiang was so angry - but his wife said that Xu Xiaomei was dead, and she saw it with her own eyes, but Xu Xiang said that Xu Xiaomei was not dead, but she was sick, and his wife was not allowed to talk nonsense. Hurry up and help me analyze and analyze, is this little sister Xu dead or alive? Why don't you send someone to inquire? β
Song Nanzhou was silent for a while, "Last night, Xu Xiang came to the palace with an old monk, and he only stopped at the door for a while before returning to Xu's mansion. Why, you say? β
"Huh?" Wen Xiang was stunned: "I didn't see him go out last night." Could it be that I went out after I lost consciousness? β
After a pause, he laughed again: "It's also possible that I was really dreaming, and what I dreamed about never happened, and Xu Xiang came to the palace with a monk to really happen?" β
"It's also possible that Xu Xiang knew that you went to Xu's Mansion last night, so he chased you to the palace." Song Nanzhou said unhurriedly.
What she said was the same as the news that Qingluan had sent back, and he wouldn't believe it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.
"How is that possible?" Wen Xiang laughed horribly, "How could he know that I had been to the Xu Mansion......
Wen Xiang couldn't laugh, Xu Xiang's little brother knew her weirdness, even if he knew that she really sleepwalked to Xu's mansion, it was very possible!
So, the truth about the little brother of the prince?
"Do you want to go to Xu's Mansion?" Seeing that Wen Xiang was silent, Song Nanzhou asked her slowly.
"Why, will you take me?" Wen Xiang asked sullenly, not holding out any hope at all.
Song Nanzhou smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, I will let you get your wish." β
"I, I'm not in a hurry." Wen Xiang always felt that his inexplicable laughter made her panic, as if he was holding back something bad.
"How could it fall into the hands of Song Nianbei?" Song Nanzhou didn't bother to care if she was really in a hurry, whether she was in a hurry or not, he didn't care at all.
Of course, Wen Xiang didn't dare to tell the truth that he was picked up by Song Nianbei on the way out, so he lied: "When you fought with Brother Rooster for three hundred rounds, I was thrown by Brother Rooster and thrown far, far away, I was going to go back to find you, but I jumped and got lost." Later, I met your brother, I thought about it first, looking at your usual brother, friend, brother, and brother, he knew that you lost me and I was in a hurry, and he would definitely be anxious about you, and quickly return me to you, who knew that he would ignore me! β
"You're wrong." Song Nanzhou ignored Wen Xiang's righteous indignation, and slowly corrected her: "I didn't fight with Tang Shaozong for three hundred rounds, he doesn't deserve to fight me at all, understand?" β
Wen Xiang remembered the pitiful appearance of Brother Rooster being pressed and beaten, and quickly nodded in a teachable manner, "Yes, yes, Brother Rooster is not your opponent at all - but that's not the point, the point is that I was ignored by Second Brother Song!" He didn't plan to give it back to you at all, and he talked to his maid that I was probably a token of love given to you by your sweetheart, and that you must be in a hurry if you lost the token of love, so that you can hurry for two more days, and you will cherish it more in the future - by the way, I am really a token from your sweetheart? β
She sold Song's second brother without any pressure, in fact, she kindly reminded Song Nanzhou that his younger brother was not a good person. Originally, she planned to tell him that her mother was biased and wanted to team up with Second Brother Song to snatch his position as the son. However, looking at Song Nanzhou's attitude towards Prince Cheng and Princess Cheng, Wen Xiang thought about it and forgot it - in case he didn't believe it, he would think that she was trying to provoke their mother-son relationship.
Mingzhe protects herself, she still doesn't want to take this risk.
Although Song Nanzhou's footsteps did not stop, and his expression did not change, the momentum that condensed down in an instant on his body still made Wen Xiang secretly bitter - she was really too carried away and said things that should not be said.
"Hehe, that, if you don't want to say it, forget it, I don't really want to know......" Wen Xiang smiled dryly and remedied.
"It wasn't given by anyone." Song Nanzhou's voice was mesic: "When I passed through a certain place, I saw that someone was peddling, so I bought it." β
ββ¦β¦ Yes? "What about the ups and downs of the good one? What about the good revolt? What about the touching heartfelt words?
Damn, it turns out that she just bought it casually, and there is no story?
Hearing the regret and loss in Wen Xiang's tone, Song Nanzhou smiled maliciously: "I heard that it was pulled out of the mouth of a thousand-year-old corpse in the thousand-year-old tomb, and I don't know if it's true or not." β
"Gross!"
Wen Xiang wanted to vomit and couldn't spit it out: "Lao Tzu believes in your evil!" β
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Song Nianbei returned to Fushutang, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
He sat there, his eyes fierce and his expression grim: "How would he know that the wrench is in my hand?" β
was so frightened by the maid he left behind that he trembled, and when he heard that his legs were weak, he fell to the ground softly, crying and distinguishing: "Second master, the slave doesn't know!" The slave swore that the slave never told anyone......"
When Song Nanzhou asked Song Nianbei to wrench his fingers, this maid waited by Song Nianbei's side, because she thought that there were not many people who knew about it, and when she saw Song Nianbei's look, she was naturally frightened.
The people in Manchu think that the second master and the prince are two extremes, the prince is domineering and cruel, and the second master is polite and kind. But only those who serve closely know that the second master's private temperament is not far from that of the prince.
In this Fushu Hall, there are several maids who die in accidents every year, others don't know, but this maid knows that those accidents are not accidents at all.
Song Nianbei glared at her coldly: "If it's not you, who else will there be?" β
The maid trembled and lay on the ground, and was even more desperate when she heard the words: "It's not a slave! Second master! Maybe...... Maybe it's the green beauty of the lantern last night, she also knows about it, second master! And...... And that day, the slave maid saw her talking to Dewey beside the prince for a while! Yes, it must be Lumei, she told Dewey about it, Dewey is the son of the world, and he will definitely tell the prince! β
Song Nianbei's eyes were heavy, and his fingers tapped the teacup almost spasmodically: "Go, call me Lumei!" β
The maid breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and crawled out with her belt.
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Song Nanzhou asked Song Nianbei about asking for a wrench, and Prince Cheng soon found out.
She frowned slightly, and whispered a few words to Liang's mother beside her.
Originally, after Liang's mother was whipped by Song Nanzhou, Princess Cheng allowed her to recuperate for a few days and then come back to serve, but Liang's mother refused, only applied the medicine carefully every day, and still served faithfully by Prince Cheng's side.
After hearing this, Liang's mother walked to Fushutang, and came back to say a few words to Prince Cheng.
Prince Cheng's delicate willow eyebrows wrinkled tightly: "This kid is still so breathless!" It's called Lumei, but it's still angry? β
Mother Liang looked as usual and shook her head softly.
Prince Cheng sighed, paused, and said, "Deal with the corpse quietly, and everyone who knows about this matter will beat it well." Then send twenty taels of silver to the green and beautiful old man, and tell them that if there is a little unpleasant news outside, they will sell their family to the house. β
Liang's mother answered and retreated lightly.
Princess Cheng rubbed the corners of her forehead that was faintly painful. The big girl on the side, Cuizhi, immediately stepped forward and took over her movements.
"Don't be angry." Cui Zhi persuaded in a soft voice: "It's no wonder that the second master is so angry, the prince is so begging in public, as if the second master wants to ignore his fingers privately, and he doesn't leave any face for the second master, what does this make others think?" β
Although this cuizhi is the big girl next to Qiao's side, Song Nianbei picked up Song Nanzhou's wrench and planned to use it to envelop Xu Shen, she didn't know at all. It's just that Song Nanzhou asked Song Nianbei in public to ask for a finger, and she naturally heard it.
Therefore, she didn't know that Song Nianbei had planned to ignore the wrench.
Qiao Shi patted her hands, suddenly raised her head, and looked at Cuizhi carefully, "Good girl, you are so beautiful before you know it." You've been serving with me for a few years. β
"It's the slave maid who has done a lot of good things in her last life, so she can serve by the princess's side in this life." Cuizhi pursed her lips and smiled, complimentingly.
Qiao Shi laughed, took her hand and looked at it a few more times, "Good boy, born neatly, and the person is also smart, I have an errand here, think about it, that is, you are the most competent." β
"Slave and maidservant, but by the order of the princess." Cuizhi felt a little hairy in her heart, but she still said with a smile on her face but gratefully.
Qiao's became more and more satisfied, "Ah Zhou is already twenty years old and has not yet married, and you know that this is a big problem for me." Although I was looking forward day and night that the child would marry a beautiful, docile, knowledgeable and courteous daughter-in-law, no one in Kyoto, who was about the same as ours, would not want to marry his daughter. The slightly worse ones are willing, but they are only willing to say that the concubine in the family, how can I let Azhou marry a concubine back with grievances? On the other hand, in the past few years, I have also mistaken the family affairs of Azhou......"
Cuizhi's face was slightly pale, and she already had a premonition of what Qiao's was going to say next.
Sure enough, Qiao's words changed: "In the past few years, there has not been a caring person around Azhou to serve, and what I arranged for him in the past was either not good-looking or boring." But you are different, you have been by my side for many years, with your appearance and temperament, you will definitely be able to enter the eyes of Azhou. β
Cuizhi hurriedly knelt on the ground, barely stabilized her mind, and bowed her head and said: "The slave and maid are willing to share your worries, but I am afraid that the prince will not look down on the slave and maid." β
"As long as you want." Qiao Shi said softly, and actually pulled her up with his own hands, "Ah Zhou has always been obedient, if I give you to him, he will definitely agree to leave you in the Yan Hui Pavilion." It's just how long you can stay, but it depends on your ability. You're not going to disappoint me, are you? β
As he spoke, he slowly put the glass emerald bracelet on his wrist onto Cuizhi's hand, "Look, what a beautiful bracelet." Cuizhi, as long as you can win the favor of the prince, I will be the master, and I will raise you to be the aunt of the prince, and you can stay by my side for a long time in the future, you say this is good? β
Cuizhi's heart was pounding, and she quickly knelt on the ground again: "Slave and maid, slave and maid all listen to the princess." β
Although the prince of the world is notorious and cruel, I don't know how many people died at his hands in the house. But she is different, she is serving by the princess's side, and it is the princess who makes her go to Yanhui Hall to serve the prince. There are a thousand kinds of bad things in the prince, and the only good thing that is good for her is that he is extremely filial to the princess.
With the princess in charge of herself, this errand is not so difficult to come by.
Moreover, the maid and the aunt ...... She's willing to give it a go!
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Song Nanzhou had just returned to the Yan Hui Hall with Wen Xiang's front foot, and someone on the back foot was holding a box to give gifts.
Wen Xiang looked at the poor maid in front of her with pity, who was already trembling and about to jump up before she could speak, and pouted secretly.
Look at how terrifying this living Hades is, although he didn't say anything at this time, and didn't do anything, this maid was still so frightened that her face was pale, and it took a long time to raise the brocade box in her hand, trembling and saying, "The world...... Lord Shizi, this is ...... This is the girl, the girl ordered the slave to give it to you. β
Song Nanzhou didn't embarrass her, and said lightly: "Put it down." β
The maid hurriedly put the brocade box on the desk: "Slave, slave and maid retire." β
After speaking, he dragged his weak legs and retreated in a panic.
"Your sister doesn't have a good relationship with you?" Wen Xiang remembered the little girl she had seen last night, and then looked at the brocade box in front of her, she thought she had guessed what was inside.
I vaguely remember that the girl was angry and ordered someone to buy a hundred and ten wrenches and give them to Song Nanzhou...... I thought she was talking angry, but I didn't expect her to really let people buy it.
This girl's temperament is really big.
Song Nanzhou glanced at her, raised his hand to open the brocade box and looked at it, then threw it aside casually, and said casually: "Maybe." β
What maybe, it's obviously very bad!
"Actually, the little girl is also very coaxing," Wen Xiang couldn't help but give him advice: "For example, buy her something to eat today, buy her a drink tomorrow, as the saying goes, eat people with soft mouths, and there is a saying that this feeling is all ...... out of eating"
Song Nanzhou stared at her: "You're talking about you, right?" Is it really promising, a little food and drink can buy you? β
"Of course it's not me." Wen Xiang stiffened her mouth and said she didn't admit it: "I'm teaching you how to repair your relationship with your sister, do you listen or not?" β
"I don't listen." Song Nanzhou refused without thinking about it, and then showed that kind of look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "The goblins are as nosy as you?" β
Wen Xiang glared at him boldly, and he couldn't see it anyway.
"You're glaring at me?"
Wen Xiang was so frightened that she almost fell: "What...... Where? Don't talk nonsense! β
"The heart is like this, and you still say no?" Song Nanzhou narrowed his eyes menacingly.
Wen Xiang immediately said unproductively: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare to stare at you casually anymore!" β
In order to convince him that her confession was very sincere, Wen Xiang jumped to the chest of drawers by herself: "You can punish me, lock me up, and punish me for thinking about it." β
"There's a question I've been curious about for a long time." Song Nanzhou copied her into the palm of his hand: "You can use it to roll, why do you have to jump around?" Aren't you afraid of accidentally breaking yourself to pieces? β
Wen Xiang was stunned for a moment, "...... Maybe the rolling gesture isn't so wonderful? β
Because she is human, she can't forget the fact that she was once a person, how can anyone roll around? So Wen Xiang subconsciously refuses to use this posture of rolling!
Song Nanzhou obviously didn't expect to hear such an answer, and after a while, he slowly asked, "So you think it's wonderful to jump around like a monkey?" β
Wen Xiang: "......"
It's hard to dismantle people, bastard!
See through it, don't say it, bastard!
Song Nanzhou sneered, opened the chest of drawers, and prepared to do what she wanted, let her think about it.
Wen Xiang didn't know which nerve was pumped, she suddenly spoke: "Little brother Shizi, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not." β
"Then don't talk about it."
"Can you be a little curious?" Wen Xiang was almost by him.
"Don't say it yet!"
"Although the lilacs on your underwear are beautiful, but to be honest, is it really comfortable to wear embroidery on your underwear? Don't you really think this kind of operation is too sultry? She sarcastically mocked Song Nanzhou very sincerely, and after seeing his face like the bottom of a pot again, Wen Xiang's little joy of revenge was suddenly gone, "Hehe...... I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously, ahhh β
"How do you know what kind of pants I'm wearing?" Song Nanzhou tightened his fingers and asked with compassion.
"I, what I saw!" Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, she hurriedly emphasized in an accentuated tone: "Really! I didn't lie to you! β
"Where is the lilac embroidery?" Song Nanzhou stopped exerting his strength and asked again.
Wen Xiang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's embroidered on your knees...... I really don't mean anything else, I just think that embroidering a clump of lilacs there won't rub the skin and be uncomfortable? β
"What else can you see?" Song Nanzhou was too lazy to answer her such a boring question.
"That's it, I can see your mother's yard, your brother's yard, and if you need to, my sister's yard - you see, am I useful?" So, a very useful wrench, please be careful to handle it gently, is it okay?
Look at her sad treatment.
It must be the most aggrieved goblin in history, there is no one!
Song Nanzhou suddenly smiled: "But I underestimated you." β
Wen Xiang didn't understand whether his words were positive or negative, so he threw them into the chest of drawers.
"Think about the past."
"Hey, it's not scientific!" Knowing that she is gifted, shouldn't you be ecstatic and ask her to verify that what she says is true or false?
"If you don't play cards according to common sense like this, you will really lose your little fairy!" She also delusionally wants to make a big comeback with her golden finger, and that's the result?
Song Nanzhou's hand that closed the cabinet door paused: "Little fairy? β
Wen Xiang was stared at by his smiling expression, and had to change his words in humiliation for a while: "...... Leprechauns. β
Song Nanzhou was satisfied and planned to let her go.
Is this the point? Wen Xiang is crazy, and the point is obviously - "You're going to lose your little goblin!" β
Song Nanzhou smiled slightly: "So what?" β
Wen Xiang: "......"
I was speechless!
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That night, Song Nanzhou left Wen Xiang and went to Youlanju to accompany Prince Cheng to dinner as usual.
Wen Xiang said, if you don't bring it, you won't bring it, anyway, she has a perspective function, as long as she doesn't go out of this Prince Cheng Mansion, what can't she see?
The only thing that is unsatisfactory is that she can't hear it!
Why don't you give her the golden finger of the wind ear by the way?
Resentful, Wen Xiang felt that this was dangerous, and immediately conducted self-reflection.
Contentment is always happy, contentment is always happy.
After the introspection, she focused on Youlanju - she had already discovered the shortcomings of her golden finger, and she couldn't use it at will, when she first discovered this function, she looked around without restraint, and the consequence was that she lost consciousness for a while.
Therefore, when using the superpower again, Wen Xiang is much more cautious - keep an eye on the target location, and never look too much.
Soon she saw Song Nanzhou's slender and upright figure walking into Youlanju.
Qiao Shi sat at the head of the bed, his face was still a little pale, and when he saw Song Nanzhou, he showed a loving smile from the bottom of his heart, beckoning to him, and hurriedly instructed the maids: "Quickly send the white jade pear flower cake made in the kitchen today - the kitchen made a new white jade pear cake today, which is the recipe that your brother asked for from the Yongxin Hou Mansion." I taste it good, you can taste it too. β
Song Nanzhou approached her with a smile: "Okay, my mother tasted all the good pastries, she can't be wrong, I must try them well." β
When Qiao Shi heard this, he smiled more and more lovingly, "Good boy, what happy things have you encountered outside today?" β
"It's a happy thing." Song Nanzhou's smile deepened: "The wrench I lost last night has been found today." Speaking of which, I would like to thank the second brother, it was the second brother who helped me find it. Where is he? He was in a hurry to go back to study, and I couldn't thank him properly. β
Qiao's smile remained unchanged, and he patted Song Nanzhou as if blaming: "What are you talking about, you are dear brothers, sharing worries for you, this is what he should do, how can you thank him specially?" Aren't you separated from your brother in this way? β
"That's what Mother said." Song Nanzhou was as good as a stream, and bent down to straighten out the brocade quilt on Qiao's body, "Are you feeling better today?" β
"Much better." Qiao Shi sighed lightly, his expression a little gloomy: "My body is just not angry, and you brothers and sisters who are tired are worried." β
"What the mother said, as a child, I would rather not be prosperous and rich, but also hope that my mother can be healthy." Song Nanzhou said.
Qiao Shi was very moved, held Song Nanzhou's hand tightly, and was moved to tears: "Good boy! β
As he was talking, Cuizhi held a red lacquered wooden tray, walked forward with lotus steps that could not hide his shyness and nervousness, and his delicate voice sounded like a yellow warbler out of the valley.
"Lord Shizi, the white jade pear cake is here, and the slave maid serves you." While bowing down, revealing a fair and beautiful neck.
Song Nanzhou glanced at her casually and then looked away, "Let it go, I'll come by myself." β
Cui Zhi raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Qiao's quickly, and then put down the tray and stepped aside.
Qiao Shi Yin Yin looked at Song Nanzhou, and when he saw that he had eaten a piece of cake, he hurriedly asked, "How does it taste, but it's delicious?" β
Song Nanzhou nodded: "It's delicious." β
Qiao Shi laughed as relieved, and hurriedly pushed the jasper plate containing the pastry in the direction of Song Nanzhou: "If it's delicious, you can eat a few more pieces." I made it smaller, and it didn't take up the stomach, so it didn't interfere with dinner for a while. β
Song Nanzhou ate a few more pieces before stopping.
"Azhou, there's something I want to discuss with you." When Song Nanzhou cleaned his hands under Cuizhi's service, Qiao Shi said with a smile: "You will serve two maids in your house, Danrou Danxia, both of them are honest and responsible, I can rest assured, but those two girls are too honest and responsible." β
"Honesty is worry-free, and I don't like to stay in the house on weekdays, and it's noisy when there are too many people in the yard. My son knows that my mother loves me, but there is really no shortage of people in my son's place, so my mother should not worry about me. β
"Who says there isn't a shortage of people?" Qiao Shi glared at him angrily: "You are twenty years old, but there is no one in the room, what is this like?" β
As he spoke, he burst into tears again: "It's also that my mother has no ability, I wanted to marry you a good daughter-in-law who is the right family earlier, and you should spread out as soon as possible and give birth to a little grandchild to hug me." Behold...... Your family affairs are difficult, and your mother's heart is like being fried in a frying pan all day long. This time when I went back to your grandfather's house, your grandfather and grandmother also asked about your family, and when I heard that the marriage had not yet been decided, your grandmother scolded me on the spot. I don't blame your grandmother for being so angry, I do blame ......"
As he spoke, he became more and more unable to control his crying. "It's all my fault for my uncompetitive body, but as long as my body is more competitive, I have been socializing more everywhere over the years, and looking at others more for you, maybe you would have married a wife and had children. How can it be ...... today?"
"How can you blame Mother for this?" Song Nanzhou comforted her, took the towel handed over by Cuizhi and wiped her tears: "It's because I don't want to get married too early." On my grandfather's side, I will write to my mother to distinguish it, don't take it to heart. β
"Then tell me honestly, what kind of girl do you want to marry? I'll ask the official media to come over tomorrow and find a girl for you, okay? Qiao's expression and tears were not fake at all, and they were completely motherly.
"My son has no intention of getting married now." Song Nanzhou said slowly: "Besides, the so-called ladies in Kyoto are all like carved out of a mold, very boring and dull, I don't like it at all." β
"Nonsense." Qiao Shi was so angry that he laughed: "What is boring and dull then?" This is the well-behaved lady, let's be like this, if you don't marry a lady and come back, is it possible that you want to marry a girl from a small family? I can tell you, don't say I don't agree, and your father and uncle will never agree. β
Song Nanzhou suddenly smiled arrogantly: "What I like is that I will marry a small family." What I don't like is the princess, and I won't marry! β
"You kid!" Qiao's looked like he couldn't help it: "I can't talk about you, anyway, your family affairs are in charge of your father and Your Majesty, and the woman in my boudoir can't keep up with their eyes after all." But Azhou, I won't force you to get married, but if there is no one in your house who serves with heart, I will not follow it. β
Without waiting for Song Nanzhou to speak, Qiao called Cuizhi over, "Cuizhi beside me has been serving by my side for many years, and he is an honest and steady character. Let her serve your daily life, and I can rest assured. β
After that, Yin Yin looked at Song Nanzhou, his expression seemed to be apprehensive, as if he was extremely worried that he would refuse.
Song Nanzhou looked at Cuizhi twice, and the Cuizhi who looked straight at her was red-faced, and although she twisted, she still stepped forward and knelt in front of Song Nanzhou.
Song Nanzhou bent over, his long fingers lightly hooked Cuizhi's chin, and looked at it carefully for a while as if he were looking at goods.
"Although the appearance is average, since the mother can be trusted, let her go to Yanhui Hall to serve her son." Song Nanzhou withdrew his hand and said lightly when Cuizhi was almost on his knees.
Wen Xiang of Yan Hui Hall naturally saw this scene.
Just now, Song Nanzhou and Princess Cheng had a harmonious atmosphere of mother and son, and Prince Cheng burst into tears again, as if she was very self-blaming, and Wen Xiang, who hated herself for not having ears to the wind, was so anxious that she was going to scratch her head and scratch her ears.
At this time, I saw Song Nanzhou teasing the fucking maid in front of the fucking again, and Wen Xiang's eyes almost fell off.
Wouldn't this be too much to play?
As a result, the scene she thought that Prince Cheng would definitely be angry did not appear, on the contrary, Princess Cheng looked at him with a look of relief, as if ...... Molesting her maid is something she should be proud of?
The brain circuit of the ancients, she knelt down!
At this side, Qiao Shi was naturally very happy when he saw Song Nanzhou loosen his mouth and accept the green branches, and wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "I knew that those rumors outside must be false." β
"Rumors?" Song Nanzhou raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Your father heard outside that you and the Tang Wushao in the Guining Marquis Mansion had broken sleeves, and your father was so angry that he wanted to beat you again." Qiao Shi breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I stopped your father, otherwise I wouldn't have wronged you again." β
Song Nanzhou was a little surprised: "Where did this nonsense come from?" β
"Listen to what your father wants, it seems to have spread outside." Speaking of this, Qiao Shi couldn't help but worry again, and persuaded Song Nanzhou: "Ah Zhou, I know that you and Tang Wushao have always had a good time, but although those words on the other end are nonsense, you should understand the truth that the three of them become tigers." Otherwise, let's try to have as little contact with him as possible in the future? β
Song Nanzhou just smiled: "It's just some nonsense, how do people outside say to let them go, as long as you don't believe it, mother." β
Qiao Shi shook his head helplessly, and said, "Mother naturally believes in you." β
As he was talking, Song Nianbei and Song Huanting walked in together.
Song Nianbei greeted Song Nanzhou as usual, Song Pingting's eyes were a little strange, and she always secretly looked at Song Nanzhou when people were not paying attention.
Song Nanzhou didn't realize it, and Song Nianbei gaged, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
When King Cheng came in, he saw such a harmonious picture.
He was very satisfied, and when he saw Song Nanzhou, he habitually glared at him fiercely, and opened his mouth to ask, "You didn't make trouble outside today, did you?" β
Song Nanzhou also had a cold face and habitually ignored him.
King Cheng, who was ignored, glared at him, and he was about to attack as soon as he slapped the table.
"Lord Wang." Qiao's delicate call immediately extinguished King Cheng's anger, walked a few steps to Qiao's side, and asked with concern, "Are you better?" Has the Imperial Doctor come to the house to show you today? Have you ever opened a prescription? β
Qiao's delicate face flew with a touch of redness, looked at the children embarrassedly, glared at him coquettishly, and then said: "It's just an old problem, the imperial doctor also said that he only needs to recuperate quietly, and the prescription is also prescribed, but the medicine is very bitter, and I am impatient to drink it." β
"How can this work, how can the body get better quickly without drinking medicine?" King Cheng spoke softly to his beloved wife, and turned his head to scold his children, especially Song Nanzhou: "Did you hear that? Your mother needs to recuperate, you all give me to be careful, if anyone provokes your mother to be angry, see who I can spare? β
Song Huanting is a pampered girl in the end, and when she heard this, she immediately stepped forward and coquettishly said: "What my father said, my second brother and I are very obedient and filial, how could I deliberately make my mother angry?" I don't believe you asked Motherβ"
It's just that the wind in his eyes can't help but sweep towards Song Nanzhou, but he didn't explicitly say that the person who will make people angry is him.
Obviously, King Cheng also thought so, so he only stared at Song Nanzhou: "Did you hear that?" β
Song Nanzhou glanced at him slowly, suddenly sneered, and the mean words that came to his lips were about to be said immediately.
"Ahem." Qiao Shi covered his mouth and coughed: "What is the prince doing?" Azhou is much more filial than Abei. Our three children, all of them are filial piety, don't be so straight and scared the children. β
When she interrupted, Prince Cheng took the opportunity to reveal it, and the family had dinner together happily.
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That night, Wen Xiang saw the green branches brought back by Song Nanzhou.
Cuizhi arrived at the Yanhui Pavilion anxiously and expectantly all the way, and under the complicated gaze of Dan Rou Danxia, she followed Song Nanzhou into the room.
There were no others in the house, and the quiet space made Cuizhi, who was already nervous, even more nervous.
After not hearing Song Nanzhou speak for a long time, Cuizhi raised her eyes boldly, only to find that Song Nanzhou was looking at her crookedly in a chair covered with a whole white tiger skin.
Song Nanzhou didn't speak, and Cuizhi had to speak dryly: "Shi, Shizi, slave and maid serve you to change clothes?" β
"There's no hurry." Song Nanzhou smiled lightly, "Since you want to be the master's roommate, let the master see what you are capable of first." β
Cuizhi was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand what Song Nanzhou meant.
"I don't like wooden people who don't have style, it's unappetizing."
Wen Xiang pouted secretly, this man was going to be bad again.
She just doesn't have common sense anymore and knows what a girl is, it turns out that this maid is coming to warm the quilt for Song Nanzhou.
Wait a minute! Just now, Prince Cheng and Princess Cheng looked at Song Nanzhou teasing this maid with a look of relief, could it be that this maid was stuffed by Prince Cheng and Princess Cheng to her son?
But this mother-in-law stuffed people into her son's house, usually to fight with her daughter-in-law. But Song Nanzhou didn't get married, and Prince Cheng didn't need to fight with her daughter-in-law, but what was the purpose of stuffing people into her son's house?
Because Wen Xiang knew how eccentric Princess Cheng was, she would never think that Princess Cheng would stuff him out of love for Song Nanzhou.
Wen Xiang looked outside, and secretly wondered, should he tell Song Nanzhou that he had bad intentions for him?
And Cuizhi outside listened to Song Nanzhou's words, and his face suddenly turned red with shame.
She stood there as if at a loss, clenched her teeth, and after a moment lifted her trembling fingers as if she had been out of the way, and pulled the belt around her waist.
She held her breath and took off the clothes on her body one by one, she took them off very slowly, and she didn't know whether she was afraid or ashamed, so it took a long time to take off naked.
As if it was a little cold, she hugged her arms and approached Song Nanzhou step by step with her bare feet.
Song Nanzhou looked at her approaching with an indifferent expression, watched her kneel in front of him, and watched her reach out and touch his jade belt.
Wen Xiang in the cabinet is about to jump, what kind of routine is this? Take off your clothes when you don't agree with each other?
Mom, this is going to be a restricted performance?
Does she watch it or does it look at it?
But I'm so worried, what if I really get a needle eye?
However, she doesn't have eyes ahahaha!
I don't have a needle eye with a fart in my eyes, so I don't have to worry about it at all!
So don't look at the white, don't look at it, especially the figure of this young lady in the room is really good, look at the plumpness, breasts, warped, buttocks, and beautiful curves of others, not to mention men, it's her woman...... No, her jade wrench finger is hot and itchy when she sees it!
She guessed that Song Nanzhou would crush her under her in the next moment and do all kinds of unspeakable things to her like and that.
Men, who can stand such a test?