It was rare for Mrs. Feng to blame her daughter-in-law, so she glared at Feng Shaojun angrily: "Shut up!"
"It's all your fault! If you didn't hide, how could you have hurt Shaozhu!"
After hearing these words, Feng Shaolan and Feng Shaoju both felt sad and secretly felt sad for Feng Shaojun.
After all, she grew up outside. Mrs. Feng said it nicely, but she didn't take Feng Shaojun as her granddaughter to heart at all. Otherwise, how could she say such unconscionable words?
Feng Shaojun pretended to sigh: "I live well in Pingjiang Mansion, and my grandmother treats me like jewels. This time in the Feng family, my great-aunt always dislikes me."
"My great-aunt hates me so much, so why would anyone take me back to Feng Mansion?"
Mrs. Feng: "..."
Listen!
Is this what it's like to be a granddaughter?
If you say one thing to yourself, she will come back with ten more words!
Mrs. Feng was upset and glared at Feng Shaojun again.
Amid the cries, a middle-aged man's voice rang out: "You're in the clear sky, why are you crying?" This voice was light and airy, with a hint of drunkenness.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man entered the Yonghe Hall.
This man is in his thirties, has a handsome face, and is exquisitely dressed. His steps are a little sloppy, his eyes are a little green, and he smells of alcohol.
It is none other than Feng Wei, the second master of the Feng family.
Feng Wei often stayed away from home for several days and nights. Feng Shaojun returned to Feng's house for several days, and this was the first time that his second uncle met him. He bowed first: "My niece, Shaojun, I have met my second uncle."
Feng Wei responded casually and glanced at Yao and his daughter with furrowed brows: "Don't cry. It's not appropriate in front of my mother and nieces."
The latter sentence is an accusation against Yao.
Yao was full of grievances, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and whispered: "Second Master, don't blame me so much, come and see Shaozhu quickly. Shaozhu hurts his face."
Feng Wei has a wide circle of friends, loves fine wine and beauty, and is picky about his wife Yao. He is not very interested in his daughter Feng Shaozhu.
He glanced at it casually and said casually: "It's a small injury. Just wait until the doctor comes and prescribes medicine. Okay, don't cry and cry."
Feng Shaozhu was quite afraid of his biological father, so he sobbed and cried much less.
Feng Wei didn't care much about his children, but he was a filial son. Seeing Mrs. Feng's ugly face, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Who made you angry, mother? Tell your son, he will take it out on you."
Mrs. Feng glanced at Feng Shaojun with hatred: "You are not angry with this evil!"
Feng Shaojun looked aggrieved: "My great-aunt doesn't want to see me, so I'll just leave."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Mrs. Feng was angry again and sat back on the chair, covering her chest with her hands.
Feng Wei didn't know the ins and outs of the matter and was confused. He approached Mrs. Feng diligently and patted Mrs. Feng on the back: "What kind of trouble can a yellow-haired girl cause? Mother, please calm down."
You don't know how much trouble this yellow-haired girl has caused!
Mrs. Feng was embarrassed, and after a long while she sighed: "We'll talk about it when your father comes back in the evening."
…
On this side, Princess Ninghui returned to the Princess' Mansion with a gloomy look.
She walked quickly and entered her son Ding Lang's house.
Ding Lang also registered his name in the Imperial College.
However, if I sneak away today, take leave tomorrow, and get sick the next day, the total number of days I spend studying in the Imperial College in a month does not exceed five.
A few days ago, Ding Lang came back limping. Princess Ninghui was shocked and hurriedly invited an imperial physician to examine Ding Lang. As a result, he was severely kicked in the knee. After resting for half a day, he was fine.
However, Ding Lang had to "recuperate" in the mansion... mainly because he was embarrassed and embarrassed in front of a bunch of dandy friends. Ding Lang's face was shameless, so he hid in the mansion for a few days.
As soon as Princess Ninghui entered the house, she saw her son holding a pretty maid in his arms, raising and lowering her hands while teasing her. The situation was unsightly.
Princess Ninghui suddenly became angry: "Get out!"
The maid trembled, covered her face with her sleeves and retreated.
Ding Lang rarely saw his mother lose such a big temper. He was also surprised and quickly sat up straight: "What's wrong with mother? Aren't you going to the Qin Prince's Mansion for a banquet today? Who made mother angry?"
who?
Who else could it be?
Princess Ninghui gritted her teeth and said, "It's not like you are a useless bastard!"
Ding Lang was the only son of Princess Ninghui, and he was used to being pampered by many people. His mother suddenly changed her face and scolded him. Ding Lang felt aggrieved and angry: "I haven't gone anywhere these days, and I haven't caused any trouble. Why is my mother still scolding me?"
!”
Princess Ninghui stretched out her hand, pressed hard on Ding Lang's forehead, and said angrily: "You came back lame that day and said you met a bad guy in a restaurant and got kicked. Why didn't you tell me who the bad guy was?
A maid?"
Ding Lang: "..."
Ding Lang's face turned red from holding back.
The more Princess Ninghui thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She continued to tap Ding Lang's forehead with her fingers: "Today at the flower viewing banquet, I happened to meet the maid's master. He opened his mouth to plead for mercy on the maid's behalf."
"It's better now, everyone knows about the trouble."
"My face has been completely disgraced by you."
Ding Lang blurted out: "Who is that maid? Who is the master?"
"Why are you asking this?" Zhizi Mo Ruomu, Princess Ninghui spoke to Ding Lang's mind: "You still want to come to me!"
Ding Lang felt pain in his forehead and became annoyed. He stood up suddenly and said, "What happened to the door? That stinky girl kicked me, and the bruises on my knees are still not gone. This account,
I have to get it back."
Get your shit back!
In anger, Princess Ninghui raised her hand and slapped Ding Lang.
Snapped!
There were five fingerprints on Ding Lang's face instantly.
"You don't think you've been humiliated enough, don't you?" Princess Ning Hui looked livid: "Tomorrow you will go to the Imperial College to study. If you dare to sneak around again, I will personally break your legs!"
…
Prince Qin's Mansion.
After the flower-viewing banquet was over, Princess Qin ordered all the cups, chopsticks, and dishes in the flower-viewing pavilion to be thrown away, which relieved her sullen mood.
The King of Qin and the Crown Prince of Qin were both on errands and were not at the mansion. The Crown Prince of Qin's concubine, Mrs. Wu, was accompanying them.
Wu's biological grandfather is Mr. Wu Ge, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion.
With this marriage, the King of Qin gained a lot of help in the court.
Regarding Mr. Wu Ge, Princess Qin was quite nice to her eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Wu, and was not unkind.
Mrs. Wu brought a cup of tea to Princess Qin and carefully comforted her: "My daughter-in-law knows that her mother-in-law is not happy. A mere Feng daughter doesn't know what to do or what to do. It shows that she is not blessed in life."
"Mother-in-law, drink a cup of tea first to relieve your anger."
"Looking at my daughter-in-law, there are still two suitable girls at the flower viewing banquet today. Miss Zhang Er and Miss Xu San are both outstanding..."
Princess Qin snorted coldly and interrupted her daughter-in-law: "Miss Zhang Er is from a good background, but her appearance is mediocre. Miss Xu San's appearance is attractive, but she comes from a sideline. How can they be worthy of Xu Er!"
