A concubine's daughter is reborn and I want to enter the palace!

Song Zhicheng looked at the hairpin on Ma Wenhui's head.

At this time, the servants outside the door heard the fierce argument here and couldn't help but look sideways frequently.

Seeing that Song Zhicheng was in the wrong, Ma Wenhui took advantage of the situation and asked, "Tell me, what did I do? What do you mean by those words?"

Song Zhicheng glanced at the servants passing by the door and said cryptically, "You know what you did!"

Ma Wenhui sneered, "Haha, what have I done? For the sake of this family, I have been humble all day long. Now that Xiong'er's matter has not been done, you have the right to question me!"

Song Zhicheng said viciously, "You are servile? I see you are living a carefree and happy life!"

Ma Wenhui was almost mad when she heard Song Zhicheng say this, "When will I be able to live happily? Marrying into the Song Mansion where you favor concubines over wives! How can I be happy and carefree!"

Song Zhicheng had originally planned to tell her that the matter had not been completed tonight and to hold off for the time being. But she kept asking questions non-stop, which made him very angry!

The two people quarreled more and more fiercely, and even alarmed Song Chuxiong and his wife who lived next door.

Song Chuxiong and his wife hurried over and asked, "Father, mother, what happened to you? Why are you arguing for no reason?"

Song Zhicheng said, "Go ask your mother!"

Song Chuxiong's wife came to Ma Wenhui and asked, "What's wrong, mother-in-law? What happened?"

Ma Wenhui pointed at Song Zhicheng and said, "Go ask your father! How would I know what happened? He is the one who is always looking for trouble!"

Song Zhicheng pushed it to Ma Wenhui, and Ma Wenhui pushed it to Song Zhicheng.

Mr. and Mrs. Song Chuxiong looked at each other, neither of them knowing what to do.

Song Zhicheng drove away all the servants who were watching, and said to Song Chuxiong and his wife, "Go away! You two should go back and rest too!"

Song Chuxiong "Father..."

Song Zhicheng knew that Song Chuxiong was about to persuade him, so he interrupted him immediately, "Stop talking! It's too noisy here, I'm going to sleep in the second room!"

Seeing that Song Zhicheng was about to leave halfway through his words, Ma Wenhui stopped him and said, "Stop! If you don't make things clear, don't even think about leaving tonight! I've been working very hard for the Song Mansion, what do you mean by being so sarcastic!"

Song Zhicheng took a deep breath and said, "You really want me to explain it clearly in front of the children, right?"

Ma Wenhui said calmly, "You tell me! I, Ma Wenhui, have always been upright and honest! A person with a clear conscience is not afraid of his own shadow! You can tell me if it's my fault, I admit it. If it's not my fault, no one can slander me!!"

Song Zhicheng: "Okay, okay, that's what you said. A person with a clear conscience is not afraid of his own shadow."

Mr. and Mrs. Song Chuxiong couldn't understand what unspeakable things had happened between the old couple.

Song Zhicheng took out a hairpin from his sleeve, held it in his hand and asked, "Does this thing look familiar to you?"

Ma Wenhui took a look at the hairpin and touched her head. It was originally a pair, but she accidentally lost one of them in the palace some time ago, and now she only wears one side.

Ma Wenhui was surprised and said, "Isn't this my hairpin? How come it's in your hands?"

Song Zhicheng sneered, "Hahaha, it seems you still dare to take responsibility for your actions! I thought you wouldn't admit it!"

Ma Wenhui asked back, "It's obviously my hairpin, why don't I recognize it?"

Song Zhicheng threw it towards Ma Wenhui, who caught it without knowing why.

"It's good that you've admitted it, it's good that you've admitted it. You can keep it for yourself, and don't embarrass yourself by showing this hairpin outside!" After Song Zhicheng said this, he left without looking back.

Although Song Zhicheng was disheartened, he did not reveal the matter in front of everyone. After all, the two had been married for so many years and even had grandchildren. It was impossible for him to divorce or even divorce his wife! The court would definitely discuss this matter.

Song Chuxiong watched his father leave, then came to Ma Wenhui and asked, "What's wrong, mother? What happened to father? And what's the matter with this hairpin?"

Ma Wenhui looked at the hairpin in her hand and said, "How would I know? Your father went crazy after picking up my hairpin! It must be that woman from the second room who is causing trouble again."

Song Chuxiong comforted her, "Okay, mother, don't be sad. When father calms down tomorrow, I will persuade him for you! Tell him not to make you angry again."

Ma Wenhui said contentedly, "Well, my biological son is still the best. This man is unreliable!"

After Song Zhicheng left Ma Wenhui, he came to the second wife An Lihua in frustration.

Song Zhicheng thought to himself that he couldn't divorce her, so at worst he would never see her again! Just think of it as raising a kitten or puppy in the Song Mansion!

After pushing open the door, the first thing that came into view was the beautiful An Lihua. When An Lihua saw Song Zhicheng coming, she quickly twisted her hips and went forward to greet him.

She immediately grabbed Song Zhicheng's arm and said coquettishly, "Master, what's wrong? Did Madam make you angry again? Okay, Master, don't bother with her scoundrelly temper~"

Song Zhicheng was immersed in An Lihua's gentle embrace. It turned out that only here could he feel more comfortable.

"Don't mention it, that unruly woman!"

An Lihua walked inside holding Song Zhicheng's arm, saying sweet words to him.

"Okay, let's not talk about her! Tonight, I will use all my skills to serve the master well and relieve his worries, okay~"

Song Zhicheng put his arm around An Lihua's waist and said happily, "Okay!"

As the two were making love, Song Zhicheng was enjoying the beauty of it. An Lihua took the opportunity to whisper, "Master~"

"What's wrong..." Song Zhicheng asked, panting.

An Lihua gently patted Song Zhicheng's chest and said, "Is there any progress on Hui'er's matter? Look at our Hui'er, he is so old now. Others of his age have already started families and careers, but our Hui'er doesn't even have a job or a wife!"

Song Zhicheng was perfunctory to An Lihua on the surface, but he was working hard underneath. "Yes, yes, I know about Hui'er's affairs!"

An Lihua continued, "Master, you can't be partial. Our Hui'er is also a good child. A few days ago, I went to ask Wang Po next door to find a marriage for Hui'er, but that damned Wang Po refused! What kind of girl would be interested in our Hui'er!"

"I think if Hui'er had a proper job, he would no longer be looked down upon by those people, and those matchmakers would no longer come to visit our Song Mansion!"

"Master, do you think what I said is right? It's been a while since their last time. Qingwan should have replied by now. How is it going?"

When Song Zhicheng heard these things again, he softened instantly...