Behind him, Mr. Right, who was still a little dizzy, was also taken aback when he heard this.
"Brother Murong, is your wife gone?"
Murong Nanshan's complexion turned blue.
He gave his daughter a hard look, and then waved his hand, "Where did this lunatic come from, talking nonsense here. Are you all dead? The lady is crazy, and you are also crazy. Pull me down. "
There was a shrewd look in the right minister's eyes, "That's right, I heard that the marquis is going to marry a new wife recently. There has never been such a wife in this mansion. Alas, you young lady That's right, you are so young, you actually got madness. Poor, lamentable, sad... "
Murong Yuan was too angry to say anything.
"Father, I'm Yuan'er...how could you..."
"Miss, go down and recuperate. If you talk nonsense like this again, the consequences will be worrisome."
Seeing that she was still going to speak, the old nanny who was close to her quickly gave her a look and motioned for the people behind her to come forward and hug her down.
"Miss, you have to take care of yourself when you are sick."
Poor Miss Yuan'er, from now on, I'm afraid she will be regarded as a sick little master.
Murong Qiuyu, who got the news afterwards, has been standing cold in the wind since hearing the news. This night, he, who has never been very close to women, actually hugged a girl under the bed all night...
After Murong Xiude returned to Jiaochi Garden, he received the heart and lung soup that Chen Xiangwan thoughtfully cooked for him.
"Wan'er..."
While drinking the soup, Murong Xiude sighed in satisfaction.
"Don't be afraid, isn't it just changing to a new mother? We are no longer the Xiaojiu of the past, and the Xiaojiu of the present is not someone they can easily handle."
Murong Xiude paused slightly, his dark eyes fixed on the cold person in front of him. He sighed deeply, "Wan'er, can you stop being so smart! I think I can cover it up very well. But in front of you, I still look like I have nothing to follow."
That's what I said. However, the light smile on the young man's face still revealed the happiness in his heart.
After all, not everyone can be as considerate and understand him as young lady.
"From now on, you and I are with each other. I'll be back tomorrow night."
Seeing her leaving so soon, Murong Xiude was very reluctant to part with her.
"Wan'er... Let me stay with me for a while."
Chen Xiangwan's heart twitched as he watched with resentful, begging eyes. But he still stood up. "No need, you should rest quickly. From now on, I'm afraid you will lose some of your body for a few days. After all, Mrs. Ping is also your mother in name all these years."
Even if it wasn't his own, in such a rich family, Mrs. Ping's death would still be a big deal. Especially, after Mrs. Ping passed away, Murong Nanshan did those unwise behaviors again. I'm afraid, afterward, he will publicize Mrs. Ping's virtues.
Also, to show his love for Murong Qiuyu and Murong Yuan'er in front of others. After all, I still owe Madam Yu Ping.
On the way back, Chen Xiangwan kept thinking about this question. If that Princess Chaoyang really became the mistress here. I'm afraid it's not too good. So the best thing is to replace her after she enters the mansion.
In this mansion, there are quite a few women who have always wanted to be the main wife of Lord Hou. Those concubines and aunts and the like, which ones are not eyeing. Even the beauties recruited behind Master Hou still want to climb up to the position of mistress. After all, this is the waiting mansion.
Thinking of this, Chen Xiangwan turned around and went straight to Aunt Mei's residence.
Since Murong Nanshan came back, Aunt Mei will still be exposed to his rain and dew for at least one day every month. Chen Xiangwan felt a little puzzled about this earlier. After all, Aunt Mei is just an aunt.
But slowly, she also had some understanding.
Aunt Mei is probably the one who is closest to the face of Murong Xiude's own mother. Back then, the reason why Aunt Mei was taken by her side was all because of this biological mother who looked like Murong Xiude.
The short-lived, criticized former wife.
"Everyone in this mansion, in the end, is just a substitute for that one. However, everyone is deceiving themselves. Especially Murong Nanshan, he is deceiving himself even more. He only thinks that he hates that one. Mrs. Ping has seen through a little bit of the truth, so she is very shrewd and does not allow anyone to harass Murong Xiude. But she also does not get close to him. In fact, if she really got close to Murong Xiude, maybe she would be able to become a Waiting for my wife..."
After tidying up the mess, Chen Xiangwan also went to Aunt Mei's residence.
After another few years of precipitation, now that her son has grown up, Aunt Mei is no longer as ambitious as she was in the early years.
Therefore, when he saw Chen Xiangwan visiting in the middle of the night, he was also taken aback.
"I can't sleep tonight. Don't blame me for coming to bother my aunt."
Aunt Mei looked at this bright side face, then glanced at the light scar on the other side, and held her hand with some distress, "Your face is really wasted. What a beauty, if you are a It's not too much for a serious master."
Chen Xiangwan smiled faintly, "It's just a face."
As expected of a woman who serves others with color, she only knows to pay attention to some other colors. No wonder she has been failing all these years. Compared to other scheming women, Aunt Mei's style is still a bit inferior.
"Don't bother, I can't sleep all the time. Sometimes I just chat with my mother and the little girls. You are here today, and we just chat for a while."
Not all Aunt Mei served people with color, but after a brief moment of regret, she told the granny and girls in the house, "You all go to bed, I will have a long talk with this girl all night."
The two made tea and chatted about something else.
Only when it was confirmed that there was no one in the room, Chen Xiangwan opened the topic.
"The future Mrs. Hou Ye is coming soon, doesn't Auntie have any other ideas?"
Mentioning this matter, Aunt Mei was also anxious.
"Yeah, I actually want to find someone to talk about this matter. When Mrs. Ping was only there earlier, Lord Hou was able to enjoy the rain and dew evenly. This princess Nan Chaoyang is said to be a very... strong woman."
For a strong and powerful woman, once such a person becomes the mistress, it is indeed not a very good thing for the people below.
"So Auntie, what do you want to do?"
Chen Xiang remained calm and did not reveal her thoughts.
Aunt Mei saw that she had brought up a topic, and immediately stopped showing anything else. I also want to scold others anxiously in my heart, this damn girl has been locked in the back in recent years, but her self-cultivation skills have become more and more proficient.
"What else can I do, isn't it like this now..." Before Aunt Mei finished speaking, Chen Xiangwan shook her head lightly.
This time, even if she was using an official accent, Aunt Mei would find it difficult to proceed. "You girl, you really impressed me. Yes, I'm uneasy. I don't know how to deal with this matter?"
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