Convinced by the crying bag beauty

Thin snow covered the blue tiles and dead branches of the Hou Mansion, a layer of fine white, and the wind blew it all over the house.

The servants walked in small steps in the huge Yiyanghou Mansion. For several months, the mansion was not peaceful. It was the fourth lady who brought a woman back from outside to take her as a concubine. favoritism.

This person, even if his luck is extremely bad, he will be extremely happy.

Take the Fourth Miss as an example, she is not favored by the old man, not loved by her father and brother, but she has a good mother who lives in Liulan Courtyard and is obsessed with worshiping Buddha every day.

There is not only a good mother, but also a grandparent's family who are thousands of miles away and are willing to support the granddaughter.

Even entering the imperial city, even the empress doted on her.

Big things are nothing in the eyes of real nobles.

But for their servants who depended on the master's house for their survival, there was nothing greater than the successive dethronement of the eldest son and the second son.

The sky is about to fall.

There is no definite number for whom to take refuge in the future.

According to the rules of the Xungui family, the eldest son is dead, and the second son is dead. The young master of the Hou Mansion should be the second son's son.

Seniority is orderly, eldest son inheritance system.

However, there are not only the young master who is only seven years old in the mansion, but also the young and energetic third son.

The first room and the second room fell down, and the third room was about to support the small sky in the mansion.

When the maidservant looks up at others and is used to looking at the height of her eyebrows, the Hou's mansion has turned from noisy to silent day by day, like a deep pool, the surface is calm, but the bottom is already dark and raging.

And as the serious master of the Hou Mansion——Yiyang Hou is in a bad mood.

But when he saw a delicate red lantern hanging in front of the gate of Liulan Courtyard, a smile broke out on his tense face.

The heart is full of the joy of licking a dog.

Of course, the Yan Dynasty also had the saying of "licking the dog", which originated from a certain down-and-out scholar and lady from a wealthy family.

In order to please the young lady, the scholar would rather kneel down and lick the braised pork that the young lady threw on the ground, and the young lady coaxed him to slap him.

The scholar who received the slap not only did not become angry from embarrassment, but also looked happy, and declared loudly in the public, "I am willing to be a dog for the lady", and the world was shocked for a while.

Whether it's for the sake of fame, for food, or for the lady's extra attention, in short, everyone knows that there is such a thing, such two people.

Licking the dog, licking the dog, who knows if there is a lick to the end?

When Wei Hanqing came, he took a bath and burned incense. He washed his body five times before he came out of the bath.

Being a marquis is more particular than a woman's family. For nothing else, my wife thinks it is dirty.

If Madam thinks he is dirty, she will definitely not get close to him.

If Madam misses him, and when he is useful, she will order Li Le to hang a beautiful red lantern at the gate of the courtyard.

The more delicate the red lantern, the better the lady's mood.

The lantern in front of the courtyard is the most beautiful lantern that Yiyanghou has seen in the past few years. It is fresh in style and bright red, looking festive.

Hanging the lamp is called luck.

It's hard to imagine that this is how Yiyanghou and his wife get along.

For Mrs. Wei, this man is at best a cleaner and easier to use than other stinky men.

Why is the body of Lord Hou not precious?

But he is willing to be his wife's dog.

Wei Hanqing tidied up his clothes repeatedly, and the worries of the past few months were swept away. Although he felt sorry for his son's experience, he was a man after all. How could a man not love his wife?

He had knelt and kowtowed three times to beg this wife, otherwise how could Grand Master Yan agree to this marriage because of the stiff relationship between the Wei and Yan families back then?

Li Le walked out the door: "Master Hou, Madam invites you to come in."

She used the word "please", Yiyanghou looked happy, passed by Li Le and pretended not to care, and asked: "Madam, are you in a good mood today?"

Li Le glanced at him: "Master Hou, let's go in."

A servant dared to talk to the master in the mansion like this, Yiyang Hou didn't get angry at all, and stepped into the door with his clothes on his hem.

The door closed instantly.

The inner room was lit with a candle, and it was dark, except for the portrait on the wall, which looked brighter—there were two lamps, and the lampshade was very beautiful.

When he entered the door and saw the painting on the wall, Hou Yiyang's wonderful mood dissipated, and he suddenly felt full of bitterness.

Mrs. Wei had obviously bathed, and in the winter, relying on the strong earth dragons under her feet, she only wore a thin inner jacket, her long hair was loose, her waist was slender, and she was very feminine.

"You came."

"Here we come. Didn't you call me here?"

He was referring to the red lantern at the courtyard gate.

"I called you here." Mrs. Wei hooked her belt lightly, casually: "Take it off. I want it."

Wei Hanqing should have been happy, and only when he got close to her over the years would he realize that he was her man.

He married her because he loved her, and when he got back, this woman didn't want to be a normal couple with him.

He is a utensil that can be discarded after use.

The only thing that is better than utensils is that he is flexible, powerful, and obedient without anyone worrying about him.

All his sons and daughters came like this.

Mrs. Wei knelt down in front of the portrait, the flickering candlelight reflected the affection in her eyes, this affection was not for Yiyang Hou behind her, but for the person on the painting to 'see'.

This is the greatest disregard and humiliation for a man.

Wei Hanqing endured this humiliation for many years, and when the ship entered the port, his voice was rough: "Haven't you forgotten?"

"I can't forget..." Mrs. Wei likes to look at the person in the painting, as if she is happy with her at this moment. The good thing is not Wei Hanqing, but the love in her heart.

"No one will forget whoever has seen him."

"Will I hurt you like this?"

He was rude to other women, but he was always careful with his wife, holding her up like a saint, respecting her like a fairy, and fearing her like an ancestor.

Little did she know that Mrs. Wei was most annoyed by him.

"You're not him, you can't learn his elegance and gentleness..."

Yiyang Hou smiled wryly: "Yes, I am not him, there is only one him in this world who can keep you dreaming."

The man in the painting is dressed in white clothes, with a beautiful complexion, as gorgeous as a peony. He is clearly a man, and his eyebrows are more delicate than a woman's.

The person who painted this picture must love him so much that he can't extricate himself, which is why he captured the charm of the characters extremely skillfully.

The wide-sleeved robe and the thin waist are just a picture, but it is enough to make people believe that this is a fairy-like figure.

Influenced by the song "Dancing Beauty" today, Yan Qing lived and died a few times before the portrait, and she was very charming.

Without her permission, Marquis Wei didn't dare to leave his belongings inside, even if he wanted to hug the limp Yan Qing, he was not qualified.

He stared at the person in the painting with hatred, and when he lowered his head, there was deep fear in his eyes.

A quarter of an hour later, Mrs. Wei came back slowly, stepping on the wool blanket with her bare feet: "I want to take Pingxi to the capital."

Wei Hanqing didn't care about tidying up and hurriedly got up: "Are you going to the capital? No! I don't agree!"

"You have no right to object."

"lady!"

Yan Qing looked at him coldly: "There is chaos in the mansion, you should think about who to choose to inherit the Marquis' mansion. My daughter and I will go out to avoid the limelight, so as not to cause any more disgusting things to happen to my daughter."

What she was talking about was the concubine Wei Da and Wei Er coveted in Jingzhe Courtyard.

This matter cannot be hidden from their eyes, Yiyang Hou knew that she favored her daughter, and sighed deeply: "They have been punished as they should, and now they can't even be a man, what disgusting thing will provoke your sweetheart? "

"Are you saying I'm biased?"

"Aren't you partial?"

When the husband and wife seldom discuss and argue together, Wei Hanqing loves her deeply, wife is wife, son is son, he still can't help but want to say something fair.

"You went to see the eldest son injured once, but you didn't even look at the second son injured. I know you went to Jingzheyuan to find your good daughter, but why don't you think about it? You are her mother, and you are still two sons. Damn!

"Are you not responsible for the current situation where siblings are at odds?

"These years you gave birth without teaching, and let them kill each other, why? Your daughter is a daughter, but my son is not a son? They were born by you."

"So what if I gave birth?"

Yan Qing casually put on a long dress, picked up her prayer beads and twirled them cheerfully: "My love is limited, if I love this, I can't love that. You understand."

"I don't understand."

"Okay, that's because you are too stupid to understand it for more than 20 years."

Yiyanghou's expression was dejected: "You insist on taking Pingxi to the capital because you really want to avoid the limelight, not to find your girlfriend?"

"Anyway, you can't stop me."

"Okay, then let me ask you one more question: Ping Xi, is she my daughter?"

Mrs. Wei sneered, and stopped twirling the beads: "You finally asked, isn't it hard to hold back for so many years?"

After a pause, she said seriously: "Of course she is your daughter and your seed. You should think about whether you have cared about her all these years, and see if you still have the face to ask me if I don't care about my son."

Knowing that Wei Pingxi is his daughter, Marquis Yiyang's tense heartstrings slowly relaxed, and he bowed his body and saluted: "My husband wrongly blamed my wife."

Mrs. Wei threw it away when she was done using it, and stopped looking at him.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

"I, I want to see Ma'am again."

"roll!"

Marquis Yiyang got out again, and the attendants who supported him had already seen it.

He straightened up, feeling thankful that his wife didn't give birth to a wild species with outsiders, and feeling sad because she was going to the capital.

For a husband like this, he is really the most useless in the world.

So what about being useless?

He is willing.

Yan Qing was a bit cold-hearted, but luckily she didn't lie to him, and made everything clear when he proposed to marry her.

She said that there is someone in her heart, and I am afraid she will never let go of it for the rest of her life, and even when she is having fun, she only wants to face the portrait of that person.

As long as she couldn't let go of that man, she would treat him as a slave.

If you want to be a slave, a dog wagging its tail at her feet, then marry her.

Wei Hanqing chose to be a licking dog without hesitation.

The life experience of his prostitute has been a thorn in his heart all these years, but the wife said that this is his daughter, so let's just say it's his daughter!

However, they are going to the capital...

Beijing!

……

"The capital city is the imperial capital of my Great Yan Dynasty, at the foot of the emperor. If you go there, you can live in your grandfather's house. Is there anything in your grandfather's house? What are you planning to do?"

Wei Pingxi pointed to Yu Zhi's tidy things. Looking around, there were incense burners.

"Are you trying to evacuate my Jingzhe courtyard?"

Yu Zhi spread his hands: "Do you really not know how difficult you are to serve? The quilt should be fragrant and soft. Covering the quilt is like choosing a woman, which pattern looks good and which one to sleep on.

"The flowers on the satin surface should not be gaudy, if it is gaudy it will hurt your eyes, the quilt should not be too thick, otherwise you will get angry easily, and the pillow..."

She spoke clearly and logically, she didn't tell Wei Pingxi that she didn't know that she had so many problems.

"Take them all, so that you won't sleep well."

If you don't sleep well, you won't be in a good mood, and if you are in a bad mood, you may have to torment her.

Yu Zhi was busy in an orderly manner, but someone standing here was especially in the way, so she pushed Miss Fourth: "Quickly let go."

"Bold enough, dare to push me?"

"I didn't do it on purpose, it was you who stood in the way..."

Wei Pingxi raised his hand to shake off the burden she hadn't tidied up: "Don't pack it up. Let the emerald and agate make a list and send it to the Grand Master's Mansion. You have done all the work. What do you ask them to do?" ? Are you a good aunt to take a rest?"

"you!"

Yu Zhi saw that the hard work was destroyed by her, and his eyes were flushed with anger: "You have a big face, so you can just toss me, and even go to the Grand Master's Mansion?"

"Grandfather's family, they are happy to be tossed about by me."

"I can't say enough about you."

"It was."

"..."

Wei Pingxi smiled, and put his arms around her waist from behind, Yu Zhi lazily broke free twice, seeing if he couldn't make it, he didn't do any useless work anymore.

"White legs and soft waist, Lan Xinhui has a temperament, it's a pity to be a concubine."

Yu Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

"I don't like people coveting my things, it feels like I can be robbed of my job and crushed into the dust at any time.

"So I started the fight between the eldest and the second wife, half of it was because of you, and the other half was because I couldn't understand them and wanted them to fight to the death.

"Maybe I was originally in the dust and mud. The Wei family is dust and mud.

"There is a lot of dust and mud that can trap people in this world. Look at you, don't you just become my concubine?"

She lightly rubbed the side of the beauty's neck: "But you will be the most comfortable concubine in the world."

The warm breath hit his ears, and Yu Zhi's waist felt weak.

Skin-to-skin kisses day and night, whenever Wei Pingxi treats her intimately, her body will naturally respond with invitation.

It's shameful.

It is also uncontrollable.

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, there are as many dignitaries as dogs. It's not safe for you to go there as a concubine, so why don't you ask me to adopt you as a wife?"

wife.

What a solemn and fascinating identity.

Yu Zhi didn't dare to speak, for fear that even the concubine would be unable to do so.

"Chicken-hearted."

After waiting for a while without seeing her doing anything, Wei Pingxi lost his interest and raised his legs to leave, but finally stopped at the threshold: "Go see your mother before leaving."

"is it okay?"

Fourth Miss got angry: "Will you go or not!"

"Thank you Xixi!"

She said happily "Xi Xi", the corners of Wei Pingxi's lips curled up, and when she realized that she was laughing, she glanced at the emerald agate from the corner of her eye.

Emerald Agate was busy making lists, and he was very busy.

No one saw her smile, the fourth young lady's gloomy heart had a gleam of light, she waved her sleeves: "I want to thank me, thank you with your body tonight!"

She steps out the door.

Emerald Agate breathed a sigh of relief: Miss, this temper is getting weirder!Fickle woman!Just laugh, don't want to be seen!

Fortunately, the two sisters are alert.

Yu Zhi was so ashamed that she covered her face—when will Miss Si be able to say that she is greedy for her body?

To be able to see A Niang, she happily prepared bright and beautiful dresses. Although A Niang couldn't see it, she could still tell whether the material was good or not.

She dresses decently, and my mother will be relieved when she knows it.

It's just that I'm going to the capital, and I don't know when I can come back.

Yu Zhi changed into her favorite clothes, put on a snow cloak, and stepped on thick cashmere boots, and took a few times in front of the length-length mirror, feeling satisfied.

It was windy and snowy outside, and Fourth Miss Wei waited outside the door: "Are you ready?"

The door opened, and the charming and charming beauty opened her arms and turned half a circle on the spot, her eyes were as clear as deer's eyes: "Xi Xi, do you think I look good in this outfit?"

Wei Pingxi admired her beauty and charm, purity and obedience calmly, and lamented that he had picked up a treasure.

She said, "It's pretty."

Looking at the Great Yan Dynasty, which concubine would dare to dress like this?Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by the mistress?

But the brighter she is, the more Wei Pingxi likes her.

All the rules in the world, she doesn't care how other people live, but seldom care about her.

She stretched out her hand, Yu Zhi held it shyly, and secretly looked at the Fourth Miss today.

The white clothes are alluring, with silver thread embroidered with dark patterns, noble and immortal.

Her demeanor looked much gentler, she lowered her eyes, quietly looking at the hands they held.

Miss Fourth has slender knuckles, flexible and slender, and her complexion is warm and white.

Although she is a martial arts practitioner, her hands are much more delicate than ordinary martial arts practitioners, which gave her an unspeakable taste more than once.

In the warm compartment, the curtain cuts off the wind and snow outside.

Wei Pingxi hugged her and sat on his lap, Yu Zhi was drowsy in her arms.

"Xi Xi... how about you singing the nursery rhyme of Lingnan Mansion?"

"Don't sing."

Yu Zhi hugged her with his head like a cat, his voice mixed with a bit of sticky and soft sleepiness: "Sing a song."

"Are you a child, still want to listen to nursery rhymes?"

"Aren't you a child too?"

She was asleep, or nearly asleep, with uncanny courage.

Wei Pingxi ordered the chef to cook bone soup for her every day, but it didn't work. If she talked during the day and made her cry, at night, especially in the middle of the night, just wait to be kicked.

Many times she was thankful that this woman did not know martial arts, or else she would have given up her legs.

Thinking of this, Wei Pingxi's calf ached.

Her concubine is different from ordinary people's concubines, she also likes this difference, and occasionally when she is in a good mood, she also loves this difference.

She sighed softly and hummed a nursery rhyme.

Yu Zhi got his wish, and he always smiled in his dreams.

She was completely asleep, and Fourth Miss kissed her eyebrows quietly.

The carriage stopped at the No. [-] house on Baihu Street, and gifts in large and small packages were delivered to the door.

After visiting Yu's mother, and knowing that Yao Chenzi has been losing her hair recently because of her eye disease, Wei Pingxi kindly went to visit the genius doctor who lives next door.

While Yu Zhi was talking with Yu's mother, Wei Pingxi knocked on the door next door and saw Yao Chenzi who was researching and distributing prescriptions in the small courtyard.

Yao Chenzi's handsome face looked older with worry: "You're here."

He spoke weakly, and the fairy-like Fourth Miss joked with a smile: "Looking like a womanizer? She looks hollowed out."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yao Chenzi made up his mind not to marry in his life, but to only take herbs as his wife.

He managed to pull himself together: "Looking at ancient books and staying up all night is not what you think."

"Have you explained yet?"

"You think I'm you, singing and singing every night, feeding on beauty."

Wei Pingxi sat on the small round stool: "If I find the medicinal materials that are missing on your piece of paper, will my cheap mother-in-law's eyes really be cured?"

"As long as you can find it, I will give it a try."

"try?"

Yao Chenzi was plucking her hair again: "How can I be 100% sure of curing diseases and saving lives? Her eyes have been dragging on for too long, whether they can be cured or not, whether it can be cured is not up to me, but God."

She was thoughtful.

"What? Do you know where these medicines are?"

"Yes, the palace."

……

Mother Yu held her daughter's hand: "Going to the capital? Can't you not go?"

"Aniang, wherever she goes, I have to go with her."

When these words fell into Yu's mother's ears, the two of them were tired of being entangled, reluctant to part, and couldn't help thinking of the last time she broke into her daughter's "son-in-law" to have sex.

"The capital is rich and powerful, so you and Xi Xi have to be careful when you go there, and act cautiously."

"Understood, Ma'am."

Yu Zhi lamented that the Fourth Miss was not particular. He also said that there are many powerful people in the capital. If A Niang said it would be "the rich and powerful are like clouds", but if someone said it would be "the rich and powerful are like dogs".

There was a smile on her brow.

Unable to see her expression, after all, it is a mother-daughter bond. Yu's mother guessed that she was probably thinking about the person she likes again, and said with a smile: "How does she treat you? Can you feel wronged?"

"No, Aniang, Xi Xi has always treated me very well, but she has a weird temper, but with her around, no one can bully me."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Afraid that she would be worried, Yu Zhi picked up what he could tell and told her what had happened to the Wei family in the past few months.

Mother Yu listened carefully.

Three quarters of an hour passed, Yu Zhi spoke dryly, and Jin Shi served her tea with great insight.

"So many things happened."

The yin and yang of the Xungui family can see people and can't see people, and there are all kinds of unimaginable things.After hearing what her daughter said, Yu's mother admired Miss Fourth as a capable, cunning and scheming person.

She is not afraid of her cruelty. If a woman wants to live a life of arrogance, blood on her hands cannot be avoided.

You don't want everyone to hurt you, she would rather 'son-in-law' be the one who hurt someone than be killed by someone.

Because her family Zhizhi has an admiration for her.

"You like her that much?" Mother Yu teased her daughter.

Miss Si who came back from the next door heard this at the door, and slowly lowered her raised hand.

I only heard the weak and soft voice of the woman inside: "Aniang, she is a bit bad, but she has a good heart. It's no wonder she has a bad temper. It's not easy for her to live in such a stable way."