Pavilion Old Mansion.

Mrs. Song often wandered at the party, if it weren't for her identity there, I was afraid that the ladies gathered today would be angry.

After returning to the mansion, Mrs. Song sent everyone away, stayed in the house alone, never stepped out of the house all day, and even ate in her room.

As for whether Mrs. Song met someone, only she knew.

When it was time for dinner, Mrs. Song let Caixia come into the house to wait, but her face was ugly and tight.

"Madame, do you want to have dinner now, or will you wait a little while?" Caixia asked cautiously.

Madame Song's temper is getting more and more weird, and if she is not happy, the people below will definitely be unlucky.

As a close-up girl, Caixia naturally doesn't want to be used as a punching bag.

"Is the master back?" Mrs. Song asked.

Caixia was stunned, on weekdays, Mrs. Song rarely asked about the whereabouts of the master, and Caixia took the initiative to report it.

After all, Song Ge Lao almost never stepped into this courtyard, and outsiders thought that Song Ge Lao did not accept concubines, so he must have a very harmonious relationship with Mrs. Song.

But the subordinates of the old mansion of the pavilion know very well that the couple has no chance of contact at all, and if Mrs. Song is not in control of the middle feed, the subordinates in the mansion will not respect her in the slightest.

"The master hasn't come back yet." Caixia shook her head, and didn't dare to ask if she would wait for the elder to come back before eating.

"Let's set the table." Mrs. Song frowned, she didn't have the courage to see Elder Song Ge.

It's just that Song Yuyao has already returned to the capital, in case Song Ge Lao meets her, it is impossible for her to hide it anymore.

No, she will never allow that woman's scumbag to return to the old mansion!

Mrs. Song's eyes flashed fiercely, and she walked towards the restaurant with a cold face.

Caixia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't dare to inquire about anything, so she should have snickered if she wasn't punished.

Song Zhiyuan has just finished taking the imperial examination, and although the results have not yet come down, he is still a little confident that he can be lifted.

After the middle lift, it can be regarded as stepping into the official career.

If you want to have a better future, you naturally have to continue to study and take scientific examinations.

You can be an official, especially if you have power in your family, you will also have the opportunity to go upstream, but the official position will not be too high, and the possibility of promotion in the future is relatively small.

After the scientific examination, Song Zhiyuan's entertainment also increased, even if there was no entertainment, he was unwilling to go back to his home to face Song Li's family.

"Miss, my uncle is back." The lotus received the news from the little maid and immediately entered the door to report to the master.

"You go and invite your uncle over, just say that he will avoid me again, don't blame me for doing something that makes him regret it." Song Li's face was gloomy, and his already ugly face was even more distorted at the moment.

Lotus answered and hurried to the study.

Song Zhiyuan seems to be used to living in the study, as long as he goes home, he either goes to Song Ge's old study, or goes back to his own study, as if he forgets that there is still a wife waiting for him to return home.

"Uncle." The lotus trotted all the way, and before Song Zhiyuan entered the study, she finally stopped the person, "Miss, please ask my uncle to come over." ”

"I'm tired, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Song Zhiyuan didn't want to see Song Li's, so he pushed himself.

"But Miss said that if my uncle didn't go over, she would definitely do something that my uncle would regret." The lotus had no choice but to relay the original words.

In fact, Lotus understands in her heart that her own young lady is not good-looking, and her temper is even worse, and her uncle likes to have a ghost.

And today is different from the past, my uncle is the eldest young master of the old mansion, and he is no longer the son of the merchant before, so there is no need to bow low and be small.

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, he was really disgusted with Song Li, but he had to act.

"Let her wait a moment, and I'll change my clothes." Song Zhiyuan said that, and walked into the study.

Song Li tried to find a way to harm Song Zhiyuan during this time, and on the day Song Zhiyuan came back from the scientific expedition, he also drugged the soup.

Originally, the scientific expedition made Song Zhiyuan tired of peeling off the skin, and under the effect of the charming medicine, he tossed with Song Li for nearly a night, and almost lost half of Song Zhiyuan's life.

So Song Zhiyuan made up his mind and never went to Song Li's again.

It's just that what Lotus said just now made Song Zhiyuan have to step into Song Li's room again, but this time he will definitely not be tricked again.

When Song Zhiyuan came to Song Li's room, he saw a table of wine and food, and Song Li was sitting there in a shirt, and he deliberately painted heavy makeup.

Song Zhiyuan's heart trembled, and he understood that Song Li was not at ease this time.

If Song Li was a person who could live a down-to-earth life, Song Zhiyuan would not avoid her like this, and since he was married, he would treat her well.

Even if you don't have feelings, you can live with respect.

But Song Li is bitter and mean, and has a vicious heart, how can Song Zhiyuan live with such a woman for the rest of his life?

"Xianggong, you're back." Song Li pinched his throat and pretended to speak gently, but the tone of his voice was terrifying and gave people goosebumps.

"You're looking for me?" Song Zhiyuan stood at the door, carefully distinguished, there was no special smell in the house, so he didn't quit.

"You and I are husband and wife, do we have to have something to find a husband?" Song Li twisted his veil, his eyes were full of hatred, and the smile on his face stiffened.

"I've been socializing a lot these days, if you're okay, I'll go back to the study to rest." Song Zhiyuan didn't even have a politeness, so he wanted to turn around.

"Song Zhiyuan!" Song Li shouted, stood up, pointed at Song Zhiyuan and scolded: "Don't think that if you become the eldest young master of the old mansion, you won't take Miss Ben in your eyes." Song Zhiyuan, don't forget, you knelt down to ask for a kiss at the beginning, otherwise Miss Ben would marry you as the son of a merchant! ”

Song Li was so angry that he had long forgotten his previous plan and just wanted to let out a bad breath.

Song Zhiyuan's face sank, and the matter of kneeling and begging to marry has always been a hurdle in his heart.

If it weren't for helping Song Yao, he wouldn't have agreed to this marriage at all, let alone let himself fall into such an embarrassing situation.

At the beginning, the Li family had many difficulties, and Song Zhiyuan will never forget how he was tortured.

"Shut up!" Song Zhiyuan snorted and said angrily: "Song Li, if you still hold on to the past and want to put your eldest lady's score in front of me, then go back to the Li family for me!" Just by virtue of you and your mother-in-law's backlash, I can divorce you, no one will say that I Song Zhiyuan is not a word! ”

"You dare!" Song Li stiffened his neck, not believing that Song Zhiyuan really dared to divorce his wife.

"It's just a letter of resignation, I, Song Zhiyuan, can still write these words, and the old mansion is not bad for that bit of paper and silver." Song Zhiyuan flicked his sleeves and snorted: "If you know each other, learn how to be a good wife, otherwise the Pavilion Mansion will definitely not be able to tolerate a shrew like you, even if I really divorce you, your father will never dare to trouble me, and he will have to come to the Pavilion Mansion in person to apologize." ”

After speaking, Song Zhiyuan turned around and left.

"Song Zhiyuan, you stop for me!" Song Li shouted.

But Song Zhiyuan turned a deaf ear and strode away.

Song Li flipped the table in anger, and the soup was spilled on the ground, but the anger in his heart did not diminish by half.

Lotus stood in the corner, trying to shrink her presence, thinking about what Song Zhiyuan had just said, with panic in her eyes.

Her own lady doesn't know how to behave in the world, and she has nothing to do with the word "good wife", and she has already committed seven rules.

In the past, it was the high status of the Li family, and my uncle endured it again and again, if the young lady made such a fuss again, the time would ......

Lotus Hua's body trembled, she couldn't believe what would happen to Song Li if she was really suspended.

Not to mention that the Song Li family will be angry with the people around them, even the Li family will also punish her as a slave and maid severely, and will also put the blame on her, and it will be light to be beaten and then sold.

But looking at the angry Song Li, Lotus knew that persuasion was useless, so she could only keep her mouth shut.

"It's against him!" Song Li smashed everything that could fall, and shouted at the lotus: "Don't hurry up and prepare pen and ink, I want to write a letter to my father, I don't believe that Song Zhiyuan will not care about the life or death of his father, and really dare to divorce me!" ”

Lotus knew that she couldn't dissuade herself, so she hurriedly answered and ran away.

The evening breeze is blowing, the winter of November in the capital, the cold makes people have no mind to appreciate the moonlight, most people go to bed early, or the most comfortable in the bed.

Let's say that early in the morning of the second day, after Song Yao had dinner, she took a few little girls in red sleeves to dress her up.

This time, Mrs. Yun invited her, and Song Yao did not plan to bring Song Yuanbao over, lest Song Yuanbao be bullied.

And at this party, Mrs. Yun intended to build a bridge for Song Yao, get to know more contacts, and take Song Yuanbao to the house, but she couldn't take care of her.

This banquet is also an opportunity for Song Yao to promote her brand, so she should highlight her own characteristics in her dress.

First, I made a mask to make my skin more supple, and then I made a moisturizing base makeup, and then I put on a fat powder close to the skin tone, which made the complexion more fair and supple.

The orange blush, light and moist lipstick, light eyeliner and slightly heroic eyebrow shape make Song Yao's beauty fully displayed, but she is capable.

The hairstyle is changed from a single screw, and the hair hangs down half of the neck, combed sideways to reveal a fair neck and small, rounded ears and lips.

The single screw bun was bound with a blue jade grate, a delicate Huasheng was inserted on both sides of the bun and hung down in front of the forehead, and a sapphire in the shape of a water drop fell on the forehead, which was just right for Song Yao's dress today.

Song Yao chose a lake-blue thin smoke gauze jacket today, a pleated skirt embroidered with layers of auspicious clouds with silver patterns, and a tassel waist seal inlaid with glass ornaments tied around her waist, like a blue wave fairy, simple but stable and atmospheric.

smiled lightly at the mirror, with a delicate look that wanted to talk, and those bright eyes were as bright as stars, and I really couldn't find the slightest fault.

"If I didn't know that it was Mrs., I would have said that there was a guest at home, which family's daughter was so moving." Redsleeves quipped.

I have known Song Yaomei for a long time, but Song Yao has always disliked dressing up, even when she goes out, she simply dresses up, and she has never been so meticulous.

"Poor mouth, on the day you get married, I will definitely dress you up as beautiful as a fairy, and see if Qingshan can recognize you at that time." Song Yao laughed disgustedly.

"Madame doesn't speak, it's really a famous lady's style, but this one speaks!" Red Sleeves deliberately lengthened his tone and joked: "Yes, the slave maid still didn't hear anything, just remember the fairy-like beauty in her heart." ”

"I'll clean you up when I get back." Song Yao clenched her fists with a violent demeanor, but the smile in her eyes showed that she didn't mean to get angry.

Red Sleeves covered his mouth and smiled, glanced at the whole set of heads on the dresser, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In the end, the master still doesn't like cumbersome, if he combs his hair in a decent way and wears this whole set of hair, it will definitely be more brilliant, so that those ladies are sought after.

But Song Yao has always been used to being simple, and being able to dress up like this today is already her biggest concession, and Red Sleeves can only dispel the idea of persuading Song Yao.