"Madam, you ......" Zhao Lingwei's words gradually fell silent.

In these days when Bu Yanhe was away, she thought that Chu Zhenshan's gentleness to her was gentleness.

But at the moment, she thought it was a joke!

Is it a long-lost victory and a new marriage? Why can Chu Zhenshan be so gentle with Bu Yanhe!

"Who said that you are jealous, you have this in your heart, so you will be unhappy, this is unhappy, and your temper will naturally be bigger." Chu Zhenshan gently stroked Bu Yanhe's hair, and said softly: "You have only come back for so long, Benhou will never allow gossip outside to hurt you." ”

"Huh? What does this mean, sir? Do you want to ignore the rules and let a concubine sit down? Bu Yanhe turned slightly unhappily.

It's like a little girl being coquettish, but although Bu Yanhe is a little old, her skin is delicate, and she looks like she is in her twenties.

"If you really don't want Ling Wei to sit down, Ben Hou will let her go back to her yard to rest, she shouldn't come here if she is not feeling well, what if she gets sick to you." Chu Zhenshan said distressedly.

"Old, old man......" Zhao Lingwei looked at Chu Zhenshan incredulously, even if he doted on Bu Yanhe, but there was so much love between them for so many years!

"Master, Aunt Zhao also heard that Madame was back, so she hurriedly ......" Before Zhao Lingwei's maid finished speaking, she was reprimanded by Bu Yanhe.

"What are you interjecting when the master speaks! Drag it down and slap your mouth! Bu Yanhe commanded in a cold voice, and looked at Zhao Lingwei, "Aunt Zhao, it seems that the rules of this house are not only you have to learn again, but those people under your command should learn hard." ”

"Sir! Madame is back, is it true that when she comes back, there is no place for me to stand in this house? Zhao Lingwei bit her lip, looked at Chu Zhenshan aggrievedly and said, "Have you forgotten who accompanied you on the day when Mrs. left?" Did the master forget that he had promised the concubine a flat ......"

"Ling Wei, do you know what you're talking about!" Chu Zhenshan frowned slightly, interrupted Zhao Lingwei's words, and said coldly: "Do you think Ben Hou is wrong?" Should you pass on the sickness to Yanhe? ”

"I ......"

"Master, don't be angry, isn't it because of such a chair that Aunt Zhao tosses like this?" Bu Yanhe gently tugged Chu Zhenshan's sleeve and said lightly: "It's not that I don't want her to sit, but if this rule is lost, how can the people below care?" ”

"Rules? The rule is that madam, are you oppressing me? Zhao Lingwei bit her lip, and said aggrievedly with tears in the corners of her eyes: "Although I am a concubine, but for these subordinates, can't I be regarded as a master?" Can any woman accompany the lord and wait for the lord? ”

"Heh, I think Madame is deliberately talking about the rules! Otherwise, this subordinate who listened to Yuxuan didn't greet me when he saw me, what kind of rule is this? Zhao Lingwei looked like she was being bullied miserably, and questioned Bu Yanhe in a loud voice.

"Huh? So you think Mrs. Ben is deliberately trying to embarrass you? The corners of Bu Yanhe's mouth hooked slightly.

"Isn't it?" Zhao Lingwei looked at Bu Yanhe coldly.

"What if not? Aunt Zhao, what should you do if you are so rude to Mrs. Ben? Bu Yanhe looked at Zhao Lingwei with a playful expression.

The latter's body trembled slightly, how could she feel that she was jumping into the trap dug by Bu Yanhe?

But now that the matter has come to this, can she still admit to being rude?

"If Madame didn't deliberately embarrass me, the concubine would be willing to kneel outside Tingyuxuan for two hours." Zhao Lingwei simply let it go out and said to Bu Yanhe.

"Aunt Zhao can say such things, it seems that she has misunderstood from the bottom of her heart." Bu Yanhe shook his head and said lightly: "Master, I don't think that Aunt Zhao is the same as these maidservants, but this master doesn't sit down, and she really can't tolerate a concubine." ”

"What do you mean, ma'am! What master didn't sit? Could it be that the old man married a flat wife again? Zhao Lingwei looked at Chu Zhenshan in disbelief, could it be that Bu Yanhe went out of the door and helped him bring a woman back?

"Poof~" Bu Yanhe laughed directly because of Zhao Lingwei's words, and said playfully: "If the master had married a flat wife, those high-ranking officials and nobles would have flattened the threshold of our Hou Mansion with gifts at this moment." ”

Zhao Lingwei frowned slightly, she had to admit that what Bu Yanhe said was right.

"Master, I asked this chair to be prepared for Shan'er, but this kid just wants to knead and knead me, but he refuses to sit on it." Bu Yanhe raised his hand and patted Chu Shan'er, who had a very low sense of existence.

The latter smiled lightly, "My mother has been out for so long, she must be in the dust, of course Shan'er has to rub and relax for her mother." "Master, look at our good children, how sensible they are!"

"Of course, our Shan'er is the most well-behaved." Chu Zhenshan nodded in agreement.

"Aunt Zhao, Shan'er was the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion before she got married, that is, the master of the house, and after she got married, she was the princess of the Anwang Mansion, and naturally she was also the master, you said, the master didn't sit down, why do you sit in a concubine's room? Do you want to be above Miss Chang? Or do you feel that your status is higher than that of a royal daughter-in-law? Bu Yanhe's words were soft, but Zhao Lingwei was so frightened that her legs suddenly softened and leaned heavily on the maid's body.

What a bullshit Miss Yan, she's not afraid at all!

But the royal daughter-in-law ......

How did she forget Chu Shan'er's identity!

"Aunt Zhao, do you still think that Mrs. Ben deliberately embarrassed you?" Bu Yanhe looked at Zhao Lingwei and asked lightly.

"I ......"

"Come on, send Aunt Zhao to kneel outside the courtyard." Bu Yanhe interrupted Zhao Lingwei's words,

The order was given directly.

Zhao Lingwei wanted to struggle again, but when she saw Chu Zhenshan's greasy and crooked gaze when she looked at Bu Yanhe, the pride in her heart was shattered little by little.

Here, Zhao Lingwei had only walked out a few steps, and Xiao Fang outside had led a few guards back.

"Xiaofang, why is your face as ugly as your Aunt Pei??" Bu Yanhe looked at Xiao Fang, whose face was dark and gloomy, and said, "Could it be that Yue'er bullied you?" ”

When Bu Yanhe spoke, his eyes deliberately swept over Zhao Lingwei, who had not yet walked outside.

"Madam, the slave's face is angry." Xiao Fang pursed her lips and said, "You don't know, just now I kindly sent Miss Yue'er back, but I actually saw Madame's drunken Arhat over there!" ”

"Aunt Zhao said that after her careful maintenance, those flowers have become better and better, aren't you angry with yourself with a calm face?" Bu Yanhe said: "Now that you have seen it, have you moved back?" ”

"Move? Yes. Xiao Fang pursed her mouth and said to the guards behind her: "You guys bring in the drunken Arhats!" I should also show Madame. ”

Pei Xin on the side also poked his neck curiously and watched.

Didn't you say that the drunken Arhats had been crushed into mud by Aunt Zhao? How could there still be?