Chapter 699 How to Make a Mistake on Your Sister-in-Law?
Chapter 699 How did you cause trouble to your sister-in-law?
After Mrs. Zheng finished chatting with Wei Zi, the ladies all hugged Princess Yan to get close to Wei Zi.
Wei Zihe is kind-hearted and will respond with a few words when someone strikes up a conversation.
Princess Yan was worried about her and kept sitting by her side, patiently introducing every lady and lady to her.
Wei Zi has a good memory and can recognize everyone after hearing it once. By the way, he also knows a lot about their family's situation.
During the lunch banquet, Feng Weihuan whispered to Wei Zi: "Sister-in-law, I thought you would be afraid of life, but I didn't expect you to be so comfortable with it."
Wei Ziyi whispered back: "They are all looking for topics, so I don't need to use my brain."
Feng Weihuan said: "That's true. My mother-in-law said that even though these noble ladies are all amiable and smiling, they actually have all kinds of little thoughts."
Wei Zi smiled, leaned into Feng Weihuan's ear and said: "The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. If they are trying to trick me, shouldn't I be able to trick them?"
Feng Weihuan silently gave Wei Zi a thumbs up and a thumbs up.
The ancients said that those who are close to red are red, and those who are close to ink are dark. After spending a long time with her cold-faced elder brother, my sister-in-law also developed a sinister heart.
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From the beginning of the birthday banquet to the end of the afternoon, Wei Zi did not see the two wives of the left minister of household affairs again. Naturally, no one mentioned them.
Although Hubu ranks second among the six bureaus, the left minister of Hubu is only a fourth-rank official in the final analysis.
The wife of a fourth-rank official got into a temper at Duke Ning's palace and clashed with Princess Chen. To many high-ranking ladies, it was simply a joke.
As for whether they should hold on to this mistake and not let it go, it depends on Prince Yan’s Palace and Prince Chen’s Palace. They are friends with Princess Yan and Princess Chen. They will not mess with this kind of thing. At most, they will go back to the same family.
Mention it.
After all, things in social circles cannot be taken seriously.
Princess Yan also told Wei Zi about this on the way back.
However, Wei Zi did not care about the mentality of those noble ladies. In comparison, she was more interested in the left minister of Hube and his two wives.
When the carriage arrived at Prince Chen's Mansion, she said to Princess Yan: "Princess, I want to talk to Dan Ning about some business matters."
Princess Yan drove Feng Danning out of the carriage.
Seeing this, Feng Weihuan raised his hand and shouted: "Concubine, I want to go and play with Xiao Yu!"
Upon hearing "Xiaoyu", Princess Yan was also moved, but thinking that Feng Danyuan was at home, she gave up and just said: "Then go ahead and don't make too much noise."
"Yeah!" Feng Weihuan held up her skirt and ran into Prince Chen's Mansion.
"Concubine, I won't go back for dinner then." Feng Danning also followed Feng Wanhuan away happily.
Princess Yan shook her head helplessly: "These two children..."
Wei Zi smiled and said: "You go slowly, I will go in first."
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As soon as he entered Prince Chen's Mansion, Feng Danning called out: "Sister-in-law, is there anything to eat? I didn't even have enough for lunch."
"Then go directly to the kitchen and talk while eating."
"What did you say?" Feng Dan Ning asked curiously.
"When we entered Duke Ning's mansion in the morning, you said you knew about the two wives of the left minister of the household department?"
"I know, this matter has long been spread among the officials in the imperial capital. To put it bluntly, everyone just takes it as a joke."
"No wonder, then Mrs. Zuo Shilang of the Household Department, who has bad eyesight and bad brains, dares to cause trouble to her sister-in-law." Feng Weihuan said angrily.
"Why did it happen to your sister-in-law?" came a cool voice.
Feng Weihuan turned around and saw Feng Danyuan coming from the other side.
Dressed in snow-green brocade, with long jet-black hair, the fierce aura of a sword was gone. The Feng Danyuan in front of him had a lazy expression, and his temperament was like the mist after the rain, with a bit of coldness and alienation, more like a god, looking at Feng Weihuan and Feng
