I can't wait for him and Zhang to get out of the table quickly, so as not to get in the way of everyone's eyes.

Zhang Mengli felt the thorn in her back and met the disgusting eyes of everyone, but she didn't feel ashamed, but felt proud.

These people are all heads and faces, either Fujin or the emperor's wife, and now they are all looking at her with such disgust, she is really happy in her heart!

She's just a little palace maid, even if she's pregnant now, she still has no name? But she is more capable than these noble women, and she can be so favored by her husband and envy others.

In her eyes, their resistance is the best compliment to her.

So the more they disgusted her, the more she had a sense of superiority and the more proud she became.

Zhang Mengli tilted her head and fell into the arms of the eighth master, looking very sweet and lingering.

Suddenly getting closer to his delicate body made the eighth master's body stiffen slightly, especially the heavy incense

The kind face that the eighth master pretended to be just now couldn't help frowning, but gradually unfolded, trying not to be so stiff and hugging her.

But in my heart, I was even more disgusted.

is pregnant, but still smokes such a heavy incense, and is not afraid of affecting the child!

Zhang Mengli stretched out her slender jade hand, slowly climbed to the chest of the eighth master, flirtatiously turned, and coquettishly: "Master, the concubine also wants to eat lychees, but the lychee skin is too hard, and the concubine can't peel it, can you help the concubine peel it?"

The delicate voice is tender enough to pinch out the water.

Hearing the disgusting expressions of the people around her, Goo Jun shook his head and stopped looking at her.

If you look at it more, you will feel that there will be a needle eye.

Wufujin couldn't stand it.

"Bah" the skin of the melon seeds fiercely, as if it was spitting at Zhang's face.

Qifujin sneered, his voice was a little louder, and he deliberately let people hear: "What kind of clever means did you use, an aunt who can't be on the stage!" ”

Almost all of the people sitting there were wives, and they were quite relieved to hear Qifujin's words, and Gu Du snorted coldly, also insinuating sarcasm.

Those discussions came and went, and Zhang Mengli's proud face stiffened slightly.

What's wrong with my aunt's anger!?

Getting the favor of the husband is the king!

You are all in front of your wife, managing the house, worrying about it, so tired, don't you still have to face it squarely!?

Even if it's a weird irony here, it still doesn't change anything!!

Zhang Mengli's eyes were slightly vicious and fierce, and she gradually recovered her look, and continued to coquettish with the eighth master.

She knew she was just a stand-in, but so what? As long as she makes good use of it, she may not be able to succeed in the future!

Isn't the eighth master spoiling her now?

With this love, let the eighth master spoil her a little more, and it is best to fall in love with her from now on and spoil her all the time

The eighth master's eyes were getting colder, Mingyan turned his back to him, he couldn't see her expression, I don't know if she was jealous and angry now, and whether she regretted being so categorical about reconciling with him before

Zhang's voice was very noisy, he was very annoyed, but he had to play the play to the end.

Peel something to eat?

One of her concubines dared to make such a request to him?

It's just presumptuous!!

If she hadn't been useful to him, he would have driven her to the courtyard and locked her up, and rushed to Zhuangzi after giving birth!

Even if it was acting, the eighth master didn't want to peel lychees for her and dirty his hands.

Instead, she picked the flowers from the potted plants on the long table and put them in her bun: "This flower is very beautiful with you." ”