Chapter 659: My beloved wife at home bullies me into being old and weak
Night.
The Prime Minister's Mansion is not quiet.
The man's tone was filled with the helplessness of a middle-aged and elderly person: "Oh, let's forget it."
Immediately afterwards came the woman's resentful sobs: "Master, why are you so helpless now? It's not going to work before it even starts. Even taking medicine doesn't work!"
In the room. .??.
Zhou Yue sat on the bedside with his coat draped around his head. His gray hair showed that this prime minister, who was less than one person and more than ten thousand people in Qi State, was no longer young.
He turned his head and glanced at the charming Song Qingyan. The woman was dressed in light gauze, and her delicate body was looming, as juicy and attractive as a peach.
Zhou Yue sighed, "This is really a spoiled wife at home bullying me into old age and powerlessness!"
Grabbing Song Qingyan's beautiful feet, Zhou Yue played with them and said helplessly, "I can't help it, I'm getting old! If I were twenty years younger, I would have to fight with you until dawn!"
Song Qingyan laughed in her heart, "I don't know how much the old man has to be a wife?"
Didn’t you just take off your clothes and stop eating sixteen years ago?
But she could only think about these words in her heart, saying that she would never dare to say them out. Now she pretended to be sad and said, "I think I dislike you because I am getting old, and my posture is not as tender as other women."
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"How could it be possible? Madam, you have overthought it. It's strange that Madam's jade body is so fragrant and alluring today. She is so pretty and delicious!"
Being incompetent in bed, Zhou Yue could only smile to appease the beauty and flatter her.
Speaking of this, Song Qingyan immediately became interested and talked about Zhao Kang and Zhou Ming.
Zhou Yue was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "You won't be fooled tomorrow, right?"
"No, I have met Mr. Na Ba today. He is gentle, polite and funny. Although he is a businessman, he does not smell like copper. According to me, I have found a noble man this time." Song Qingyan smiled.
, thinking about Zhao Kang, I couldn't help but feel hot in my heart.
Zhou Yue chuckled, "What noble man? I think this overlord also wants to use the power of my Zhou family to pave the way. You
Keep an eye on me, don't let me get dragged into a ditch tomorrow."
"This won't happen, sir, don't worry." Song Qingyan nodded.
Zhou Yue stroked his beard, "Since he wants to do something tomorrow, let him do it, as long as he doesn't cause trouble. Alas, my two sons have no hope of becoming officials in this life. I just hope they can hold on.
This family business."
Song Qingyan's thoughts suddenly changed and she called out "Master."
That charming charm really makes human flesh go numb.
Zhou Yue hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Qingyan said cautiously, "It's not a problem for your son to play around at home all day long. Some time ago, I wanted your son to take care of the family business, but your son said he was not interested."
"This kid is too hopeless." Zhou Yue clicked his tongue.
Song Qingyan said hurriedly, "Yes, sir, I told Gui'er that if he wants to be the head of the house in the future, he can't lose his mind by playing with things like this, but he said that he doesn't want to be the head of the house, he just wants to eat and wait to die, and he also said that he will let Ming'er do it in the future."
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Before she finished speaking, Song Qingyan's heart skipped a beat because Zhou Yue looked at her with cold eyes.
The previous pampering is gone.
After a while, Zhou Yue stood up with his clothes on, and said calmly, "Since ancient times, a direct descendant has been established. What do you want to say, madam?"
"No...it's nothing." Song Qingyan lowered her head, a flash of resentment in her beautiful eyes.
Zhou Yue glanced at him and smiled incomprehensibly, "Since you didn't want to say anything, that's fine. Your brother Ming'er has a deep relationship, so don't get involved as a mother. Don't think about things you shouldn't think about.
Otherwise, there will often be no good ending.”
"I understand, sir."
Facing Zhou Yue's beating, Song Qingyan had no choice but to nod obediently.
Only then did Zhou Yue hum with satisfaction and put on his coat, "Okay, you can go to bed early. Her Royal Highness the Princess still has a mission for me. She has to leave tonight. She probably won't be able to come back for another month or two."
The family is optimistic about it.”
Song Qingyan quickly stood up to see him off.
When Zhou Yue left on horseback with the large army, Song Qingyan's pretty face immediately twisted when she returned to the room, her fists clenched and her knuckles turned white.
"Immortal!"
Cursing in her heart, she walked to the dressing table and sat down, crossing her legs and looking at herself in the mirror.
A light gauze hides an exquisite body, yet it is looming and alluring.
The face in the mirror is so endearing, but it's a pity that since Zhou Ming was born, no one has picked her delicate flowers.
When she thought of Zhou Yue's previous warning, Song Qingyan felt even more dissatisfied! .??.
Since Zhou Gui doesn't have that intention, then why can't Zhou Ming be the head of the family?
What does it mean to establish a direct line of succession, bah!
Since ancient times, the most capable person has come to power!
Thinking about it, Song Qingyan couldn't help but think of Zhao Kang. This Jingguo businessman might really be an opportunity for his son.
If he and Zhou Ming could make the business in the imperial capital prosperous, it would be huge.
At that time, donate money to the imperial court in the name of Zhou Ming!
Nowadays, the imperial court is very short of money.
By then, maybe Zhou Ming will still have an official status! The position of head of the family will be even more logical!
The more she thought about it, the less peaceful Song Qingyan's heart became.
Different from the ordinary rich lady, Song Qingyan was from a mediocre background. She caught Zhou Yue's eyes with her beauty and entered the Zhou Mansion.
At that time, the Zhou Mansion did not want to be as deserted as it is now. Zhou Yue had many wives and concubines. She, Song Qingyan, was the youngest, but her appearance was the most outstanding.
But it was precisely because of this that she suffered a lot, especially after she gave birth to Zhou Ming.<
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Among those women who usually have a younger sister than a younger sister, who doesn’t secretly hate their mother and son with gritted teeth?
Several times, if she hadn't been alert, the bones would have stunk by now. She was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl at that time.
Now, in the entire huge Zhou Mansion, when Zhou Yue is away, she has become the natural master in charge.
You can imagine the hardships involved, and you don't know how many dirty things were done secretly.
It is precisely because of this that Song Qingyan is even more dissatisfied. She wants to keep the position she has gained with great difficulty, and she also wants to help her son reach a higher level.
With her mind set, the woman began to figure out how to make good use of the domineering young man.
The image in my mind became clearer and clearer, and the contents of the conversation with Zhao Kang during the day emerged one by one.
Song Qingyan's ears seemed to be ringing with those compliments again.
Even the fragrant goddess in the fairy world has to be ashamed of herself. The fragrant concubine is resurrected and is a peerless beauty.
Look at how well people talk.
How different is Zhou Yue’s old-school talent!
If it doesn't work, forget it and start beating yourself up.
Kicking off her shoes, Song Qingyan walked to the bookcase in the room and pulled out a book from among the many books.
The shawl and gauze clothes slipped off quietly, and the woman walked to the bed and lay down, flipping through the pages of the book with one hand.
This book has not been widely circulated among the people and is a rare orphan and banned item.
Song Qingyan became restless as she looked at it, her long and slender legs as white as jade intertwined, and a young and handsome face emerged in her mind.
This person seems to be a martial arts practitioner. He can poke a hole in a stone table with two fingers. I don't know if he is so powerful in other places.
It was difficult to let go of the thought as soon as it started. Song Qingyan took the pillow and put it under Liu's waist, closed her fox eyes and opened her red lips slightly.
