Chapter Twenty-Three: Waiting for a Letter of Resignation
"Come on, let Hongu see you." A whispering voice came from the tent.
"Wechen doesn't dare." Wang Majie originally refused, but in the end, he couldn't resist Princess Yuzhen's intentions, so he had to walk two steps quickly to the curtain.
What Wang Majie didn't expect was that the curtains were placed in front of the fine hairpins and snow-white robes, and the coats continued to exude bursts of body fragrance.
Wang Majie just looked up in a daze, but saw a woman wearing only a light-colored gauze in the curtain like cicada wings, but inside the light-colored gauze was a bright red belly pocket.
The charming eroticism instantly filled the entire hall, and Wang Majie had seen this kind of scene, so he hurriedly stepped back and said, "Weichen is abrupt. ”
The princess on the bed did not speak, but waved her hand, the curtains on both sides were slowly pulled up, the true face of Princess Yuzhen was revealed, her white skin as white as porcelain floated in the direction of rose dew, her bumpy figure loomed under the background of the gauze clothes, and the slender jade legs were slim, all of which were beating Wang Maha's nerves.
"Maha, you look up." The man on the couch opened his mouth slightly, but this sound caused Wang Maha to shudder.
"Brother Li?" Wang Mahajie made a questioning voice, but after thinking about it, he quickly knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Maha's behavior is rude, and he has neglected Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”
Li Xuanxuan said with a peach blossom on his face; "I'm a princess, but I'm also your good brother Li Xuanxuan."
The empty hall was empty, no one heard what was being talked about inside, and the surrounding palace maids only knew that the door of the hall had never been opened for a day and a night.
Li Xuanxuan lay sideways in Wang Majie's arms, only to feel a wave of sleepiness coming, the spring breeze and rain were originally human nature, and Li Xuanxuan, who fell in love at first sight, was even more moved by Wang Majie.
In the early morning, the sky was just slightly bright, and a beam of sunlight slowly slanted in.
"Husband."
Wang Majie seemed to feel the silence and nothingness, and someone called out empty.
Wang Mahajie looked around, but there was silence in response.
"Husband."
There was still no movement.
"Husband, when will you return home?"
Just as Wang Maha was looking around, a woman in a green shirt suddenly appeared and walked towards Wang Maha with a smile on her face.
"I will return in a few days." Wang Majie suddenly felt a little remorse in his heart, and in the face of his lover's inquiry, he was speechless when he knew that he had done wrong.
Cui Yingying, who was dressed in a green shirt, stretched out her hands that could be broken, the lips of the cherry little mouth opened slightly, but her shy face was a little haggard, but those eyes were full of expectation, even in the void, they looked so moving.
"Brother Maha, I'm in a hurry, but now that it's dawn, that kind of thing is not very convenient." Li Xuanxuan's voice pulled Wang Maha back to reality.
It turned out that just now, in the haze, Wang Majie's hand began to touch indiscriminately, and Li Xuanxuan, who was lying on the bed, also let Wang Majie do nothing.
"Wechen is offended." Wang Majie, who had something in his heart, suddenly popped out a sentence, which made Li Xuanxuan cry and laugh.
"What should have happened and what shouldn't have happened has happened, and now it's too late to talk about offense." Li Xuanxuan said with his mouth covered.
Seeing that Wang Majie didn't speak, Li Xuanxuan continued: "This palace knows that you have a marriage match, but this palace has already made it clear that if you stay in the capital, you will be able to have a smooth sail in the future, and you will decide what to do." ”
The dejected Wang Majie walked out of the palace, like an ownerless soul that had been sucked out of his backbone, stumbling on the path outside the palace.
Li Xuanxuan called the palace maid and said softly: "The career of the attached horse master is important, you can deal with the rest of the things, remember, don't be discovered by the attached horse master." ”
The palace maid who was beside Li Xuanxuan naturally understood something, and hurriedly nodded and said, "The slave knows." ”
On the day when Wang Majie was about to leave for his hometown, some changes also occurred in the Puzhou Wang family.
Cui Yingying, who was sitting in the room and bowing her head to embroider, suddenly saw a group of people striding towards her with a fierce attitude.
"Cui'er?"
Cui Yingying watched the fierce Cui'er swagger in, followed by six or seven maids and old mothers.
"Give us the young woman the last time we're cleaning up the house." Cui'er didn't pay attention to Cui Yingying, but casually gestured as soon as she entered the door.
"Yes." A few old women with fierce faces threw off their arms and stepped forward directly.
"What are you going to do? Who gave you permission to do this. The maid Xiaorong was the first to be unhappy, and hurriedly dissuaded.
Seeing Xiao Rong's cold eyebrows, several mothers-in-law were also a little timid, and hurriedly looked at Cui'er next to her.
Cui'er snorted coldly, took out a blank piece of paper from her arms, and the word Hushu appeared on it.
"On the order of Mrs. Wang, the Cui family of the Wang family has not given birth for many years, so they are willing to make this letter of divorce and let them get married, and there will be no disputes." Cui'er read aloud triumphantly.
Xiao Rong's face changed, she didn't expect that the young master had been away from home for many days, and his wife was looking forward to it day and night, and as a result, she was looking forward to a letter of resignation.
"Xiao Rong, stay away, don't let them hurt you." Cui Yingying seemed to have expected this kind of ending and commanded.
"Madam, but there is no young master's signature on this letter of resignation." Xiao Rong seemed to have discovered something and hurriedly shouted.
Cui'er said indifferently: "It's not the young master's turn to call the shots about the affairs of the backyard, Cui Yingying, life makes you live clearly, and death also makes you die clearly." In the Puzhou Wang family, there are four or five hundred people, and the wife and children are all decided by the housewife. Then he looked disdainful, and arrogantly ordered his subordinates and said, "What are you still doing in a daze?" Move all the things that don't belong to Cui Yingying to the West Wing for me, of course, we are big households, don't let people say that they have broken the rules and put others
The things that Miss Choi brought were put together. ”
"Young master, the young master hasn't come back yet, the young master will definitely not want you to come back." Xiao Rong hurriedly hugged an old mother's thigh, but she was the opponent of those old mothers who often chopped wood to fight against water, and fell to the ground after a stumble.
Cui'er snorted coldly: "Young master? The young master has now entered the Shi and the first, and the title of the gold list has been titled, and I will go to the capital with your young master in a few days to enjoy the glory. As for you Cui Yingying, if it wasn't for the young master you seduced back then, it should be me who is sleeping next to him now, do you know what the mansion has said about you all these years? You little. ”
Cui'er, who had new hatred and old hatred, was already speechless at this moment, and all her hatred for Cui Yingying poured into her heart.
Xiao Rong wanted to say something, but was stopped by Cui Yingying, Cui Yingying said expressionlessly: "Xiao Rong, pack your things, let's go." ”