MTL - The Crown Prince Chases His Wife-Chapter 101 shade

Shangjing, Qin Xiangfu.

Song Mei was sitting in front of the Linghua mirror, and Li's mother beside her combed her hair.

She looked at herself with a sad face in the mirror, and her heart was even more disturbed.

Since there was no business income in Fuzhong, Xiangye was fined again, and the life in Fuzhong was not very good. Although it was not as poor as a poor family, it was very shrinking compared to the previous situation.

Without the usual splurge, I could only live by tightening my trousers and selling some of Yangzhou's properties to support it.

Butler Zhang also relayed that Xiangye meant to send away some unnecessary servants and keep everything simple in the house.

It is even more difficult for Song Mei, who is still in charge of the family.

Before Song Mei was generous, she gave a lot of money to the servants in the mansion, and those servants also complimented her with great praise.

But now, Song Mei's rewards are less frequent, and they don't have a few money each time. Those servants show ugly faces, only saying that Song Mei is stingy and stingy.

Song Mei has heard gossip behind her back more than once, saying that she is right or wrong, and even the old accounts from more than ten years ago have been turned out.

It is said that the current Mrs. Qin Song Mei was once the eldest miss's Mr. Xi Xi, and she crawled onto the Xiangye's bed using inferior means, causing Mrs. Shen to leave the house with the eldest young lady, and Song Mei took the position.

Hearing these foul words, Song's brows were furious, and he cleaned up several servants in succession.

Song Mei leaned over and leaned closer to the bronze mirror, as if a few small lines had been added to the end of her eyes, Song Mei turned her face away in displeasure and got up.

At this time, the voice of the next person came from outside,

"Master Xiang."

Song Mei was overjoyed, the Prime Minister had been hanging on her for the past few days, and the Prime Minister finally came to see her.

The servant opened the curtain, Qin Wenzheng came in with a cold air,

"You all go out."

The maid left in response, pulled down the curtain, and closed the door.

"Master Xiang." Song Mei called again,

"The concubine pinches the shoulders of the prime minister?"

Qin Wenzheng just looked at Song Mei coldly, without saying a word.

Song Mei took a few steps closer to Qin Wenzheng and spoke softly,

"Master... ah..."

Qin Wenzheng suddenly grabbed Song Mei's slender wrist, and his face was fierce as never before.

Song Mei was in pain and screamed,

"Master Xiang..."

Qin Wenzheng's eyes seemed to be quenched with ice, he threw Song Mei on the couch beside him, Ren Song Mei's back collided with the edge of the couch, and then fell to the icy ground.

"what…"

Song Mei's waist was in severe pain, and she screamed out, while Qin Wenzheng just looked at her coldly.

The mother-in-law and the maid outside only regarded it as the interest of the master and his wife, and did not make a sound.

Qin Wenzheng looked down at Song Mei, who had water vapor in his eyes. At this time, Song Mei in front of him could not arouse any sympathy. This woman brought him such a hat and kept it a secret for so many years. Destroyed his industry.

When Qin Wenzheng thought of this, his heart felt as if he was being pulled.

Qin Wenzheng took a deep breath and said coldly:

"When did you and Qin Siye start?"

Song Mei supported her waist with one hand and barely sat on the couch. She was shocked when she heard the words.

"Master Xiang, why do you say that? Master Xiang doesn't believe in concubine?"

Song Mei pulled out a piece of embroidered handkerchief, covered her face, and fell on the couch, sobbing softly.

Qin Wenzheng looked at Song Mei, unmoved,

"Qin Nian isn't my daughter either?"

Song Mei suddenly raised her head,

"How is it possible, miss her..."

"So, only Qin Xun is not my son?" Qin Wenzheng asked.

Song Mei's body trembled, she clenched her fists, slammed on the couch, and wept bitterly.

"Master Xiang, Nian Nian and Ming'er are both flesh and blood of Master Xiang. If Master Xiang wants to doubt his concubine, if the concubine is thrown into the well..."

Qin Wenzheng was bored, and he cried, made trouble, and hanged himself again.

This is the woman he was obsessed with and let Shen Shiying leave.

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Qin Xiang turned around and strode out, and in the courtyard he met Qin Ming who hurried in.

When Qin Ming saw his father, his body sank, and he immediately saluted Qin Xiang in a proper manner:

"Father."

Qin Xiang didn't say anything, just stared at Qin Ming's childish face.

It's a pity that this face is not long enough to tell whether it looks like Qin Wenzheng himself or Qin Fourth Master.

Qin Ming looked at his father and said:

"Father, I heard that my mother didn't think about eating and drinking for the past few days. She described as haggard. I came to see my mother specially, and my father also came to see my mother?"

Qin Xiang's eyes were cold and silent.

Qin Ming was used to his father's usual seriousness and indifference, and didn't care much about it.

He suddenly thought of something,

"Father, have you seen the wedding gift I gave to my second sister? That's a letter I wrote."

"When the eldest sister gets married, I will also write a letter to the eldest sister."

"Eldest sister is so powerful, she lacks everything, maybe I find my words interesting."

"Eldest sister is good at painting. If I can have the honor to inscribe the painting of the eldest sister, then..."

Qin Ming suddenly noticed that the father in front of him was getting worse and worse. He wondered if his father thought he was too loud. Qin Ming stopped his mouth and bowed.

"Father, I'm going to see my mother first."

Qin Ming took a step to the side and left quickly.

Qin Wenzheng closed his eyes in pain, but he didn't look back after all.

That is his "son" who has been in pain for more than ten years.

Qin Wen is walking away.

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When Qin Ming entered the room, Song Mei had already stopped speaking and cleared up her mood, but her expression was still a little sad.

She didn't expect that, after all, the paper couldn't contain the fire, which made the master suspect the fourth uncle and Ming'er.

But as long as she didn't let her go, Master Xiang couldn't confirm Ming'er's life experience.

"Mother." Qin Ming just called out, and the servants outside reported:

"Madam, the second miss Guining has entered the mansion."

"Second sister is back?" Qin Ming said happily.

Song Mei immediately ordered the servants:

"Let the second lady come over."

"I'll take a look." Qin Ming quickly walked out.

Song Mei asked Zhang's mother to give her a basin of water, cleaned her face, and tidied up her appearance.

Song Mei had just finished packing, when the voice of the servant outside sounded,

"Young Master, Second Miss."

After the sound fell, Qin Ming and Qin Nian stepped forward.

"Mother." Qin Nian bowed to Song Meifu.

However, Song Mei saw Qin Nian alone, not her uncle He Xiao, and Song Mei's expression changed.

"Niannian, what about Uncle?"

Qin Ming also looked at his second sister Qin Nian curiously, he just wanted to ask, but his younger brother was not easy to speak.

Qin Nian said lightly:

"The Ministry of War assigned He Xiao to go to Shuobei immediately, saying that it was the Prince's Mansion that issued an urgent order. He Xiao will be leaving in the next few days and is busy making preparations."

Song Mei's face was not very good-looking, she opened her mouth, but it was inconvenient to say some women's words in front of Ming'er, Song Mei turned her head.

"Ming'er, you go back first, and I'll talk to your sister for a while."

Qin Ming was also very discerning, and immediately left,

"Mother, second sister, you talk, I'll go back first."

Qin Ming left Hou, Song Mei held Qin Nian and sat on the couch, the one that she had just leaned on and cried.

Song Mei looked at Qin Nian worriedly and said:

"I'm just getting married and leaving..."

"Niannian, how does He Xiao treat you?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Qin Nian's lips.

"He? How can I start like this with He Xiao?"

"On the wedding night, He Xiao went to his concubine. Oh, that woman is pregnant."

"After that, He Xiao also stayed with the concubine. I only saw He Xiao for the first time today after getting married. He came to warn me and told me not to touch that woman."

Song's brows became tighter and tighter, and his heart became more and more worried.

"If that woman gave birth to a son, the He family's side..."

Qin Nian chuckled lightly,

"Why should I move her? The child born by that woman also calls me a first-mother. If I want to adopt it, it's okay."

"So what if he gave birth to a son? With such a low status of a woman, it is expected that He Xiao would not dare to do such a thing of spoiling his concubine and destroying his wife."

What Qin Nian didn't say was that on the second day of the wedding night, she found out the identity of He Xiao's concubine.

He Xiao didn't deliberately hide it, that woman was actually the second daughter of the former Minister of the Household, and now the top oiran of Qianshui Corridor, Nanxu.

Qin Nian had heard that He Xiao had a crush on An Yanxi, the eldest lady in An Mansion for many years. He Xiao was afraid that it was not because of love, so he married Na Nan Xu instead.

Qin Nian didn't plan to live well with He Xiao. It was his business how many concubines he liked, as long as it didn't affect her status as his wife.

Qin Nian didn't plan to give birth to a child for He Xiao, to endure that hardship and bear that guilt. At that time, the son of the concubine's concubine will be adopted.

Song Mei couldn't do anything about it either, she thought of another more important thing,

"What did the He family say about the shop Zhuangzi that Qin Yan sent?"

Qin Nian didn't want to talk about this, so he perfunctory said a few words,

"No one has mentioned this, and I don't have the face to ask."

Song Mei held Qin Nian's hand and urged nervously:

"Niannian, you have to keep your dowry."

Qin Nian nodded absentmindedly.

Song Mei thought again:

"What about the head of the family in the He House? He Shangshu's wife passed away early, and now the head of the family should be your eldest daughter-in-law..."

"Mother." Qin Nian interrupted Song Mei's words.

"He Fu made arrangements long ago, it's not my turn."

Song Mei…

No money, no power, no man...

miss this marriage...

Qin Nian was silent for a moment, then said softly:

"I heard that Xie Shizi's wife is gone?"

Song Mei…

Remember this is...

Song Mei hurriedly said:

"Niannian, don't do stupid things. If you lose your fame after marriage, then..."

Song Mei stopped, she immediately thought of herself...

Qin Nian didn't answer, but just sat silently, his mind drifting to nowhere.

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Today, there is another one who is returning to her parents' house, the current concubine of Duan Wang's mansion, An Yanxi.

An Yanxi sat silently in her former boudoir for a long time, and the thoughts of those girls in those years kept flashing in her mind.

When An Wenjing returned home, he went to An Yanxi's yard as soon as he got the news.

"Yan Xi."

An Yanxi raised her head blankly,

"Brother."

An Wenjing was about to ask about Yan Xi's current situation, but An Yanxi spoke first:

"His Royal Highness, are you getting married?"

An Wenjing frowned immediately upon hearing this, Yan Xi, haven't you put it down yet?

An Yanxi lowered her eyes and pulled the corners of her lips weakly.

"If I guess correctly, it will be decided at the Qianqiu Celebration of His Royal Highness's birthday, isn't it, brother?"

An Yanxi raised her head again, stubbornly wanting to hear the answer from her brother.

In this matter, An Wenjing did know that their father, the university scholar An Shifeng, was also the Minister of Rites, and some things had already been scheduled.

Therefore, An Wenjing not only knew that during the Qianqiu Festival, the imperial decree to marry the prince would be promulgated, but An Wenjing also knew the name of the prince on the imperial decree.

An Wenjing was very disappointed. Yan Xi was still thinking about it. Yan Xi was already married. What does it look like.

An Wenjing spoke, but did not answer An Yanxi's question,

"How do you and Shizi get along?"

An Yanxi lowered her eyes again,

"He treated me well."

Hearing this, An Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief:

"That's good, everyone has their own lives."

An Wenjing said this to An Yanxi and to himself.

An Yanxi smiled bitterly, everyone has their own fate...

Feng Subei, is his destiny?

And An Yanxi can only rejoice, but fortunately it is him.

After all, Feng Subei has adored himself for so many years, so he can treat himself with courtesy.

Since she and Feng Subei got married, they haven't had a consummation yet.

On the wedding night, they didn't even drink the wine together. Feng Subei only let her have a good rest and left alone.

An Yanxi understood that Feng Subei respected himself and wanted to give himself time.

That's fine, at least, Feng Subei treats himself sincerely.

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In the western suburbs of Shangjing, Yuquan Mountain, Dajue Temple.

Feng Subei finished talking with the prince today at the Prince's Mansion, and the prince immediately transferred to the main mansion of Zhaoren County.

Feng Subei took advantage of the gap before returning to the city to go to the Dajue Temple in Yuquan Mountain, preparing to talk about Zen by Master Xunyunjing, in fact, it was just chatting.

Feng Subei just turned around the corner of the master's courtyard. He was about to step into the wide-open courtyard door when he suddenly heard the voice of the master talking to the same woman in the courtyard.

Inconvenient to disturb Feng Subei, he stopped and was about to leave first, but a few words of dialogue inside made Feng Subei stop turning around.

The voices of the two people in the courtyard were not too loud, but Feng Subei had good ears, so he could hear them clearly.

"People today interpret the scriptures, like a glass of wine. One person adds some water, another person adds some water, and each time they add more water, they all fade."

"Master, isn't it true that the Buddha's meaning is shallow, and it's only because there are more people who understand it, and the more repairs are added, the stronger the taste?" [1]

"Donor, it's wonderful."

"Master is wrong. The Buddha said, "Don't think about it, it's wrong when you think about it. Is it too strong or too light, what's the harm?"

Then came the hearty laughter of the master.

Through the leaking window in the courtyard wall, Feng Subei looked at the slender figure of the woman in the courtyard, who was wearing a plain-colored cloak and sat opposite Master Zuo Yunjing in front of a stone table.

Feng Subei slightly curled the corners of his lips.

This woman is interesting.

The author says:

[1] "Today's interpretation of the scriptures...the taste is strong?" Not original by the author, source unknown.