"Xiao Jiu?" Murong Nanshan frowned, and began to ponder, when will there be a Xiao Jiu in this mansion.
When it comes to Mrs. Ping, I would like to add one more sentence. "Master Hou, it's the one from Jiaochi Garden."
"Jiaochi Garden!" When Murong Nanshan heard this place, there was hostility in his eyes. "Hmph, it turned out to be that evil obstacle."
Fifth Madam added with a giggle. "Well, come to think of it, that child is also poor, but he is promising. Now that he has entered Linglu College, it is said that several gentlemen are very fond of him. That child is still related to his maternal ancestral family. Quite deep. Looking at it now, he is also a handsome young man. In time, I don’t know how many outstanding children like him exist under the family of Mr. Hou.”
That evil.
He is still promising.
At this moment, Murong Nanshan felt as if he had eaten a fly in his heart, he was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited. With a gloomy expression on his face, he cast a sharp glance at Mrs. Ping, "Go back."
Mrs. Ping was swept away by him, her legs went limp, and she almost fell to the ground.
On the other hand, Mrs. Qiao supported her.
"Madam, don't get confused. This matter may not be a bad thing."
In fact, it was better for the Fifth Madam to reveal this matter than for them to say it themselves. After all, the one in Jiaochiyuan is in Lord Hou's heart, and it is up to him to decide how to deal with it.
To put it bluntly, the life and death of the person in Jiaochi Garden is only in the Lord Hou's thought.
If he doesn't want to see him, the big deal this time is to find someone to kill him secretly. There are plenty of ways to deal with a son of a wealthy family.
When the group returned to the courtyard, Murong Nanshan's mood improved a little. However, when he came to Jiaochi Garden in the backyard unintentionally, the gentle and stubborn little face of that year appeared in front of him.
In the end, it was frozen in the scene where her whole body was swollen, and even underneath, there were some embarrassing things.
"No, no, the bitch."
As much as he loved that woman back then, he hated that woman.
Her betrayal was the pain he was least willing to touch in his heart. Take it out, the child who has a face similar to hers is also disliked by him.
Just when he was in a state of confusion, a handsome young man slowly approached in the distance. He is calm and unhurried, with a pair of eyes shining like stars, full of indifference and tranquility that is not moved by everything in the world.
A bamboo hairpin tied up his hair, and his white clothes followed him as he walked lightly, posing in a beautiful posture. At that moment, he seemed to see his wife's appearance when she was young.
When the boy saw him, he was also slightly stunned.
Immediately, she raised her lips and moved forward, gently jawed her head, "I've seen Lord Hou."
The young man was silent and humble, calling him Lord Hou, but not his father.
The man stared at the young man in front of him with gloomy eyes until he raised his head and looked at him indifferently.
For ten years, neither father nor son remembered each other's face. But at this moment, fate, some factors of blood, still made the two of them look at each other silently for a long time.
Murong Nanshan's eyes kept falling on the boy's too indifferent eyes. So indifferent, so distant, but beautiful eyes that don't look like people should have. It's her, it's not her.
At this moment, Murong Nanshan seemed to see the girl from back then, smiling mischievously at himself.
And when she was leaving with a whip, she turned her head and gave her a charming smile. "Come on, if you catch up with me, I will marry you as my wife."
With that smile, the garden bloomed like thousands of flowers, and even more like the scorching sun covering the sky. His whole body was full of passion. What's more, the crazy desire to conquer each other.
The wind passed, and Murong Nanshan didn't wake up until the young man left indifferently. He went to Jiaochi Garden without notice, and when he returned to Mrs. Ping's courtyard, he was also silent.
Mrs. Ping, who had already received the report, was only sad when she heard about it.
She is extremely complicated. I hope that person will get rid of that evil obstacle. In order not to compete with her family, Yu'er, for the title of this mansion in the future.
However, he wanted to get that young man's help, if he was there, Yu'er would have a better chance of winning against those minions in the mansion in the future. It is based on such complicated thoughts, so she has been waiting and not moving.
It was night, after the husband and wife's passion had passed, Lord Hou gently held the woman's waist.
"You are still the same as before, so slender that people can't wait to cut you off.:"
"Master Hou." Madam Ping smiled shyly.
Just now, she didn't tremble like herself.
Master Hou's physical strength, until now, is still so powerful.
"Xiang'er is just a beauty I picked up outside, and your status remains the same."
Upon hearing these words, Sima Pingying's beautiful face bloomed.
"It's just a joke. Xiaojiu's matter, what happened in the past, will happen in the future. After all, it is also my flesh and blood."
After Madam Ping listened to her words, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, my lord."
Fortunately, she didn't make up her own mind and listened to the persuasion of Mrs. Qiao and others. Otherwise, she might not be able to face this master right now.
"You take care of your home very well."
Mrs. Ping didn't respond to this, because she couldn't type, Master Hou wanted to say that she managed the backyard of the long house well. It still means that she should be allowed to take over the current huge Houfu.
She raised her head and looked at the man gently with moist eyes.
"This backyard, I will arrange someone to take care of it in the future."
"Yes." Madam Ping lowered her head, feeling indescribably disappointed.
Find someone to take care of it.
What is revealed in these words is actually that they need to find a new Mrs. Hou.
If so, what is the point of her hard work all these years.
"I have already betrothed the daughter of the Nangong family's direct descendant as Mrs. Hou. In this mansion, I'm afraid it will be impossible if I don't make Mrs. Waiting."
Mrs. Ping's heart instantly turned cold. She wanted to laugh, wanted to grab this man. However, she couldn't do anything. Because she is just the daughter of a humble concubine.
Because of this, she has been holding back all these years.
Just silently giving like this, I only hope that this person can give her a sense of dignity for the sake of her giving so much.
But the reality is so cruel.
Even if she has worked so hard for him, what she can get in the end is still this ending.
"Okay, at night, you go to bed earlier, I went to sleep in the study."
Sleeping in the study, in fact, is to go to the Lord Hou's separate room. After all these years, he still doesn't like sleeping with her. I would rather stay in the room with that woman than stay with any of them. Every time I sleep with them, it's like giving nectar.
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