These words were clearly heard by the Marquis, but there was no displeasure in the Marquis's eyes, and there was actually some approval.
"My stepson is really ambitious." Mr. Hou stroked his beard and said with satisfaction.
Then, he said coldly and arrogantly to Pei Huan: "Today I am going to let you know what the rules are! Please follow the rules of the family!"
Song Shuwan frowned tightly, her beautiful little face showing disbelief.
How could the majestic palace be so filthy?
"Wait a minute." Song Shuwan said suddenly and stopped the boys holding sticks.
The Marquis seemed to have just seen Song Shuwan. He narrowed his sharp eagle eyes and sneered: "The new daughter-in-law who has just entered the house, if she doesn't take good care of her parents-in-law, is she trying to stand up for your husband?"
Pei Ji curled his lips, his thick eyelids trembled, and he drooled: "She is so beautiful, mother, the maids around me are not as good as her!"
"Don't talk nonsense." Mrs. Hou smiled slightly, but her scolding words had no lethal effect.
The coldness all over Pei Huan's body seemed to explode suddenly, his kingly aura suddenly emitted, and the temperature in the room seemed to suddenly drop.
Everyone shuddered together.
Only Song Shuwan seemed to feel nothing. With a gentle smile on her face, she slowly walked up to Pei Ji.
She knelt down and said sincerely: "Second Young Master, I will apologize to you on behalf of my husband. This matter is over here, okay?"
A proud smile appeared on Pei Ji's face, and he said viciously: "No! Unless you and he both kneel down and kowtow to me, then I will forgive him with great mercy!"
"There's nothing we can do..." Song Shuwan shook her head with some regret, put her hands into her sleeves and stood up.
The Marquis pressed his eyebrows and said coldly: "Pull the imperial concubine away, hold down the traitor, and give me a hard..."
Before he finished speaking, an inhuman scream came.
"ah!"
Pei Ji seemed to have gone crazy and suddenly started rolling on the ground. His fat body rolled around like a rolling ball, which was very funny.
There were spots of red rash on his body, which hurt like hell if touched, but if not touched, it would make people so itchy that they would fight with their heads!
"Step-son, what's wrong with you! Step-son!" Mrs. Hou was shocked and hurriedly knelt down and pulled Pei Ji.
"Itchy! It's so itchy! It hurts so much! Mother! Help me..." Pei Ji whined and cried loudly.
As soon as her hand touched Pei Ji, bursts of red rashes began to appear on her body.
"What is it! It's so itchy!"
Mrs. Hou started to scratch the itch through the silk. The more she scratched, the less pleasant it became. She actually tore the silk apart and scratched her body one after another with scars.
The surrounding servants were all frightened. Mr. Hou felt his face was dull. He pulled Madam Hou hard and said coldly: "You have lost your composure!"
When he touched Mrs. Hou, his eyes widened as if he was electrocuted.
The red rash spread from Mrs. Hou's body to Mr. Hou's hands. Mr. Hou opened his mouth wide and began to scratch his ears and cheeks: "It's itchy! Why is it so itchy! What did you do?"
Although Pei Huan couldn't see it, he heard these movements and glanced at the girl next to him without leaving any trace.
The curvature of the lips gradually became pleasant.
Song Shuwan covered her mouth and nose with her bare hands, her bright round eyes were unblinking, and she said in surprise: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you move the masters to the soft bed and call the doctor!"
The servants just woke up from a dream and hugged the three masters to the main courtyard.
"Pfft." Song Shuwan smiled cheerfully.
She wiped off the remaining powder on her hands and asked An Yi to fetch some water and wash her hands thoroughly.
Listening to the sound of gurgling water, Pei Huan smiled suddenly and said briskly: "I don't know that the Crown Princess has such skills?"
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and smiled, her flawless profile looking as delicate as a jade carving. She said softly: "It's not like I didn't give them a chance, but your brother is really ignorant and he refuses to reconcile."
Therefore, the medicinal powder prepared in advance came in handy so quickly.
An Yi now admired Song Shuwan so much that he asked curiously: "Prince Concubine, what will happen to the Marquis and the others?"
"The medicinal powder is colorless and odorless. It will lose its efficacy after half an hour and leave no trace." Song Shuwan smiled slightly.
However, Mrs. Hou and Pei Ji caught them so hard that their appearance was inevitable.
An Yi quietly gave a thumbs up and said in admiration: "I have criticized Wuhen, Crown Princess, and I will obey you!"
Song Shuwan nodded slightly, indicating that she accepted the praise.
She looked up at the moon, roughly estimated the time, and said to Pei Huan: "It's almost time to treat your legs. This time you need to take a medicinal bath first, and then I will give you golden needles to cross the acupoints. This can get twice the result with half the effort."
Pei Huan nodded and followed the instructions one by one.
In the wing room, water vapor curled up, accompanied by a unique smell of herbs.
Pei Huan sat in the brown potion, his black hair spread behind him, and the muscles all over his body were as smooth as lines.
Song Shuwan's footsteps came from behind. She glanced at the shirtless Pei Huan, a blush ignited on the tips of her ears, and whispered: "I'm sorry."
Then, he quickly walked behind Pei Huan, picked up the golden needle and prepared to treat him.
Pei Huan's muscles all over his body tightened slightly. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel the girl's breath behind him, which was like orchid.
Song Shuwan raised her hand and moved the needles neatly, and after a set of acupuncture, Pei Huan felt that the stagnation in his body had dissipated a lot, and his legs seemed to have more sensation, and he seemed to be able to feel the hot and cold water temperature.
"I'm fine today." Song Shuwan raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and put the gold needle into the small bundle.
She was about to turn around and leave, but the moisture and water droplets on the ground made her feet slip!
Song Shuwan screamed softly and fell back involuntarily. Before Pei Huan could understand what happened, he felt a smell coming and someone fell into the tub.
"thump--"
He reached out his hand subconsciously.
"careful!"
Song Shuwan fell into the water and couldn't find a point to hold on for a while. She could only wrap her hands around Pei Huan's neck. She and Pei Huan leaned together and could almost hear each other's heartbeats.
The heartbeat sounds like a drum, more like the silent galloping of thousands of horses.
Song Shuwan's little face was as red as a burning cloud, and her rosy white face was so pitiful.
Although Pei Huan couldn't see it, there was such a graceful and moving picture in front of him.
His whole body was stiff, Song Shuwan's clothes were wet with water, and even through the clothes, there was a feeling of skin-to-skin intimacy, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
"Miss Song, do you want to get up first?" Pei Huan said after a while.
His voice became very hoarse, as if there was a hidden emotion that started a prairie fire.
Song Shuwan suddenly woke up from her panic and began to try to stand up. However, the tub was too slippery and she could not stand up even after trying several times.
"Miss Song..." Pei Huan snorted, as if he was trying his best to endure something.
