Hearing the sound of the wheel turning, Meng Heng sighed softly—
Each for its own master, involuntarily.
After all the dust settles, he must come to Nie Xun solemnly and apologize, but now he can only dig a hole and bury Nie Xun.
The behavior of Meng Heng and his wife did not deliberately avoid the eyeliner, so this matter quickly reached Huang Song's ears.
"Chengyun and Meng Heng are very compatible." Huang Song chuckled, he turned his head to Mrs. Qi who was sitting beside him and said, "Calculate the time, Mrs. Chengyun's fetus is not too small, when it is time to give birth, it is estimated that It was also the fiercest time of the war. At this time, the situation was turbulent, and the war was about to break out. Cheng Yun was afraid that he would not be able to stay by his wife’s side and wait for the birth of Lin’er. Besides, there were no elders in Cheng Yun’s family, and he was the first time father. It must be uneasy. In order to reassure Chengyun, please take care of Mrs. Chengyun."
After Mrs. Qi heard this, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and Huang Song lost her eyes.
"Lang Jun, are you sure I'm going to take care of Madam Nie, not to make her miserable?"
Huang Song was dumbfounded and scolded in a low voice.
"I'm keeping the year old, what unlucky things to say!"
If it had spread to Nie Xun's ears, he would have thought that Huang Song and his wife were very sinister.
Mrs. Qi held her young son who was sleeping soundly in her left hand, stroked her eldest son's soft hair with her right hand, and gave Huang Song a white look, "I heard that Mrs. Nie has a delicate mind, and you gave Mr. Nie several beauties during her pregnancy. Go, I don't know what people think."
Which woman would like to see someone who likes to stuff her man with a concubine
Many of the courtiers under Huang Song's account were married, and most of the wives walked around, but Mrs. Nie Xun was indifferent.
Why cool
Wasn't it because Huang Song repeatedly brought up the beautiful Se Nie Xun's house, which was presented by others, and made the family unhappy
Huang Song was dumbfounded, he sent the beauty, this was for Nie Xun's good.
A wife can't move when she's pregnant, but a man's physical needs should always be addressed.
Like most ancient men, Huang Song's wife was his wife, and his concubines were just playthings, used to vent his physical needs.
He can't take concubines, but it doesn't prevent the three wives and four concubines of the courtiers he values.
Mrs. Qi saw through his mental activity and sneered coldly, and Huang Song subconsciously shrank his neck.
"The children are all here - anyway, give my husband a little face-"
Since the last time the trouble broke out, Huang Song has loved and loved this lady.
Mrs. Qi was too lazy to pay attention to him, and concentrated on coaxing her sleepy eldest son.
"Mrs. Nie, I'll take care of it for you, but don't be foolish enough to give beautiful women to husbands and wives, lest I be hated. I heard that Madam Nie is Yuanjing's beloved daughter. Although she is not a general, she also has a temper. How could it be? Like to share a man with the woman next to you? If you don’t change your mind, you might as well think more about the one from Huaijie’s family—everyone eats a cut and becomes wiser, but you don’t always remember a lesson.”
Mrs. Qi is a woman, and women know women best.
Mrs. Nie walked around with her less, and every time she used physical inappropriate excuses to shirk the blame, it was not because Huang Song's actions made people angry.
Speaking of Mrs. Feng Jue, Huang Song pursed the corners of her mouth tightly, her eyes filled with accusation.
He and Feng Jue are both monarchs and close friends who wear a pair of trousers. The Feng family did not propose a marriage for Feng Jue, but Huang Song, as a half-brother, couldn't care less. I wanted to choose a virtuous and gentle wife for others, but how do I know that the wife has chosen thousands of people—
Ugh-
It's hard to say.
Feng Jue made a great contribution, and Huang Song gave him a pair of rare twin beauties as soon as he was happy.
These twin beauties were bought by his gentleman who had worked hard to please him, and had been carefully trained.
Worrying that Feng Jue was too thin-skinned and would not accept it, Huang Song ordered someone to send it to his house, and at the end he even had someone beat Mrs. Feng Jue.
Be generous in the main room, don't hold your husband away from taking a concubine!
That pair of twin beauties, 28 years old, with collagen on their faces, and their watery appearance will not be discounted at all!
Even if the male owner doesn't use it, it is extremely seductive to put it at home as a decoration.
Huang Song is so considerate of his subordinates.
And then-
Feng Jue was kicked out by his wife. Not only that, but Mrs. Feng Jue stripped the two girls naked and threw them into Huang Song's backyard.
No matter how good Huang Song is, there is a limit to how good he is, and he wants to deal with Mrs. Feng Jue in a rage now.
If he doesn't take good care of this woman for Feng Jue, won't she want to go to heaven in the future
Mrs. Feng Jue's temperament and her face are completely different—
Peaceful and quiet on weekdays, once she gets angry, she can really climb the roof and lift the beams!
Mrs. Feng Jue is a hard bone, and she said to Huang Song in a slow and slow manner, "I heard that when the emperor was angry, a million corpses were buried, and the princes were angry, and their blood was floating. The little woman is not that great, but she hates her husband , do not share the sky. Taking a person's head within three zhang is also digging into the bag to get the object!"
Huang Song: "..."
The hatred of the husband
Don't say that he has a shameful relationship with Feng Jue, okay
He didn't do anything, didn't he just send Feng Jue two beauties
Can this be considered the hatred of the husband
Huang Song was angry and angry—
Why take a head within 30 feet, isn't that threatening him
"What's the matter! I sent a beautiful woman to help her take care of Huaijie, why is this woman so stubborn?" Huang Song returned to his anger, but Feng Jue pleaded for his wife, and Huang Song couldn't ignore Feng Jue. , really killed Mrs. Feng Jue, and in the end could only swallow the bitter fruit back in resentment, "blame Lan Ting - if she is a man, these little women in the backyard will not be more arrogant than each other - her husband takes a concubine and she is still I don't want to, what's the truth? Which man outside doesn't have a sweetheart?"
Mrs. Qi sneered, and Huang Song instantly became dumbfounded.
The appearance of Jiang Pengji gave Mrs. Qi, who was born in Jiangmen, confidence, and Mrs. Qi also governed Huang Song, which indirectly gave the consort of counselors under Huang Song's account confidence. The lord is afraid of guilt, and most of the subordinates below will also be afraid of guilt - this is the effect of the upper and the lower.
However, there are only a few men who are fearful and clean, and most men still like groups of wives and concubines.
For men, money, power and sex are eternal pursuits.
Therefore, Huang Song's habit of sending beauties has not been abandoned.
Can't give Feng Jue to add color to the backyard, he can give it to others, Nie Xun just lays the gun.
only-
Thinking of Nie Xun's inexplicable closeness to Meng Heng, Huang Song felt a little uncomfortable at the top of his heart.
He asked his wife to take care of Nie Xun's wife a lot. He cared about his subordinates on one hand, and on the other hand, he kept Nie Xun and Meng Heng away.
Mrs. Qi stayed until midnight and fell into a deep sleep. Huang Song drank lightly at the moon and murmured.
"Lanting has too many ghost ideas, I have to guard against—"
Huang Song had seen Jiang Pengji's ability out of nothing, for fear that Nie Xun would fall into someone else's trap.
night and day-
The bonfire of last night has been extinguished, and the white smoke rises, showing a bit of coldness.
Before dawn, waves of army whistles rang through the camp, and soldiers climbed up from their beds one after another, practising drills and shouting slogans against the cold wind.