Song Shixu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes stared at her sharply.

Zhao Lichu calmly met his gaze, not hiding or dodging.

"Since you are a wife, you should understand how husband and wife get along with each other." Song Shixu reminded her lightly.

Zhao Lichu was slightly stunned.

I only heard him continue: "Zhizhi's identity is not as good as yours, if you embarrass her again, it will seem that you have a small belly and chicken intestines, and you have no room for people." ”

When he finally stopped, Zhao Lichu pulled the corners of his lips and barely squeezed out a smile.

"What the husband taught me is that the concubine remembers."

She replied in a low voice, hiding the gloom in her eyes as she lowered her head, and her heart was like a knife.

Song Shixu nodded with satisfaction, turned over and dismounted, walked to the carriage, and motioned for Shen Zhi to go down.

"Slow down." His voice drifted into her ears through the mist.

"The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, pear, you have to learn to endure."

Remembering the words her mother had told her before she got married, she lowered her eyes to hide the sourness in her eyes.

She's forbearant enough.

But Song Shixu always couldn't see her, and always thought that she was making things difficult for Shen Zhi.

——

After returning to the house, after Zhao Lichu finished the trivia of the house, it was getting late and the sunset was rising.

Chunyu asked as usual: "Madam, dinner is ready, are you ......?"

"Let's go to the study and find Master Hou together."

Zhao Lichu said as he walked out: "Have you ordered the small kitchen to boil the soup for the Hou Ye?" ”

Chunyu paused, hurriedly followed her, and said, "Mrs. Hui, it's boiled, but who will deliver this soup later?" ”

In recent days, Hou Ye has always followed Shen Zhi by his side, whether it is eating or delivering medicine, it is all through Shen Zhi's nod.

Even the subordinates in the mansion are all discussing, this Shen Zhi is a servant, could it be that he really wants to take the position of his wife and become the mistress of the mansion?

After all...... In the final analysis, this Mrs. Hou Mansion is also a small official and concubine, and she has no right to speak, and even the Hou Ye doesn't like it very much.

Such gossip spread into Zhao Lichu's ears, but she had never heard it, and still served Song Shixu on time every day, without any complaints.

"Whoever the Hou Ye asks to deliver, then whoever goes." She replied in a whisper.

"Ma'am?" Chunyu caught up a few steps forward and looked at her puzzledly: "Let that Shen Zhi live with Hou Ye for a few more days, I'm afraid that when I return to Beijing, Hou Ye will really take that Shen Zhi with me." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Lichu lowered his eyes and said softly: "If the Hou Ye is happy, then let the Hou Ye go." ”

"Madame......"

The spring rain wanted to speak and stopped, and finally needed, so he silently followed.

When night came, the study courtyard was brightly lit.

Song Shixu sat behind the desk and flipped through the official documents, often glancing up at the window, occasionally frowning and pondering, as if he had encountered a thorny problem.

"Squeak." The door was pushed open.

He restrained his expression, didn't look up, and said softly: "Zhizhi will eat by himself first, don't worry about me." ”

Zhao Lichu walked to the table, bent down and poured him a cup of tea, and said softly: "It's late at night, husband will have dinner first." ”

Song Shixu frowned and didn't answer.

"Husband......" She straightened up, and was about to say something more, when the door to the study was suddenly pushed open.

The two of them followed the prestige together, and when they saw Shen Zhi, Zhao Lichu frowned slightly, and his tone couldn't help but be harsh: "Don't you know how to get the master's permission before you come in?" ”

Shen Zhi bit his lip, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Seeing this, Song Shixu twisted his eyebrows: "Come here." ”

Hearing this, Shen Zhi didn't move, looked up and glanced at Zhao Lichu pitifully, as if waiting for her consent.

Zhao Lichu's face was flat, and he said slowly: "If it's wrong, it's wrong, what's the use of you crying." ”

"Master Hou......" Shen Zhi's eyes turned even redder when he heard this.

Song Shixu put down the brush in his hand, stood up, walked to her side, took Shen Zhi in front of Zhao Lichu's gaze, and then said in an extremely weak voice: "Apologize to Zhizhi." ”