Su Ying, Mo Qi: "..."

After listening to Tian's mother's words, Su Ying and Mo Qi both blushed.

At this time, Meng Xian shook Mr. Shen's cattail leaf fan and slowly came over.

He winked at Mo Qi, who stepped forward without knowing why.

Then, Meng Xian came close to his ear and said mischievously: "Come on, follow me!"

Mo Qi hesitated, "Master Hou is inside, I can't leave."

Meng Xian slapped Mo Qi on the head with his fan, "Don't you want to know how Master Hou is doing in there? There's so much nonsense, just follow me."

After a while, Meng Xian took Mo Qi to the window on the side of the new house.

"You, you're not going to climb up the window and peek inside, are you? I...I don't want to look!"

Mo Qi saw Meng Xian throw away his fan and hold two bricks under the window. He immediately understood Meng Xian's intention and expressed his stance first.

His bronzed face turned even redder.

Meng Xian said disapprovingly: "Aren't you afraid that your Lord Marquis will be exhausted due to injury and be 'clicked' by that little witch on the bed?"

After Meng Xian finished speaking, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The look in Mo Qi's eyes relaxed a little.

Meng Xian looked at Mo Qi's height, then threw away the brick he had just brought, smiled evilly, waved to him, and said, "Squat down."

Mo Qi:?

Meng Xian: "Do you want to carry me up?"

Mo Qi:!!

Finally, Mo Qi squatted down honestly, letting Meng Xian step on his shoulders, and slowly approached the window.

But the sound inside stopped at this moment.

Meng Xian vaguely saw two people lying on the ground. Before he could see clearly what was going on, he suddenly felt his calf being grabbed by someone, and an itching sensation came over him.

Then.

"Hehehe... bang!"

After a strange noise, Meng Xian fell directly from Mo Qi's shoulder to the ground...

A moment later, Su Ying saw Mo Qi walking over with Meng Xian on her back. She was so shocked that she opened her eyes wide and stammered: "Guard Mo, it turns out you like...Meng Shen's calculation..."

Mo Qi:......

This damn girl, do you think he has a habit of cutting off his sleeves?

Hey! Why did he listen to Meng and go with him to peek at someone else's wedding night?

Now it’s okay, you’re being relied upon, right?!

——

At the same time, Song Sisi's personal maid Yan Hong hurried into the courtyard.

"What's going on over there?"

Song Sisi, who was waiting in the yard, asked quickly.

Yan Hong thought about her words and said, "Girl, I heard the noise in the new house and made a big fuss."

"What? The Marquis actually had a bridal chamber with her!" Song Sisi opened her eyes in disbelief.

It has been two years since she was selected into the Marquis Mansion.

But in the past two years, she slept alone every night. Even if her fingertips were wet from the pain in the middle of the night, she never expected the Marquis to step into her house.

She once wondered whether the Marquis had been fighting for many years and had damaged his foundation on the battlefield, so he was not interested in women.

For this reason, she also specifically tested Yun Qinghe.

But the mother was not worried at all, and bluntly said that she had time to think nonsense, so it would be better to follow her to play polo and practice archery or something.

She was so scared that she never dared to ask again.

Now, facts have proven that not only is their foundation not broken, but it is also extremely strong.

Yan Hong said at this time: "Girl, I have a way."

"What's the solution? Tell me quickly!" Song Sisi looked at Yan Hong with bright eyes.

Yan Hong was a little frightened by Song Sisi's stare. She stiffened her hair and said, "Girl, why don't you feel aggrieved and serve the new lady for a few days?"

"What! You actually asked me to serve a concubine?" Song Sisi was instantly angry after hearing this.

Although she is only the daughter of a small businessman, she thinks that she has a much higher status than Sheng Luoan, who was born as a concubine.

It was just that Sheng Luoan had some bad luck and was granted a marriage by the Holy Emperor, so he had to join the Marquis Mansion as the principal wife.

Yan Hong knew that Song Sisi had misunderstood, and quickly explained:

"What I mean is that you thought that the Marquis had... problems, so you didn't go to see the Marquis. And the Marquis seemed to have forgotten about our yard..."

Before Yan Hong could finish her words, she was interrupted by Song Sisi: "What do you mean, you want me to show my face in front of the Marquis while he is interested in women?"

Yan Hong nodded, "Yes, girl, you look so beautiful, what man wouldn't be tempted by you?"

Song Sisi's expression softened, and she said thoughtfully: "I was personally chosen by the eldest lady to enter the mansion. I want to see if that concubine dares to let me serve her! Humph!"

When Sheng Luoan woke up the next day, she was the only one left in the room.

To be precise, she was the only one left on the ground.

Gong Moye's figure has long disappeared.

Her head was a little dizzy, and she vaguely remembered that after Gong Moye hit her last night, she struggled to get away but failed.

Then, the medicinal effects of the accidentally drunk sip of wine took over, and she fell asleep.

She didn't know how long Gong Moye had been sleeping on the ground. Anyway, she slept all night. Mr. Gou woke up first and didn't move her to the bed to sleep.

I really don’t know how to show mercy to others.

Hearing the movement inside the house, the door was gently pushed open from the outside.

Several maids carrying toiletries filed in.

Su Ying walked at the end, accompanied by an older maid who looked somewhat familiar.

Su Ying said her name was Zhujuan, she was also a maid from Sheng Mansion, and she came here to temporarily replace Hua's mother for a day.

After several maids came in, they began to help Sheng Luoan dress and wash herself, while Zhujuan calmly walked towards the messy bed.

On the second day of the wedding, the new daughter-in-law needs to serve tea to the elders in the house, so today's dressing up is particularly grand and complicated.

A moment later.

Sheng Luoan looked in the bronze mirror at the woman with creamy skin, bright eyes and white teeth, cherry red lips, and lazy brows, and suddenly there was a hint of a bride's scent, and she was slightly stunned.

"Is this me?" she couldn't help asking.

Su Ying just thought that she was not used to her new hairstyle, so she quickly explained: "Miss... Oh, madam, you are now a marquise, so your hairstyle has been changed again, but this is how brides style their hair."

After saying that, I thought to myself: Not to mention that the lady is not used to it, she herself is not used to it yet, and she never remembers to change her name to "Madam".

Sheng Luoan said "Oh".

Forget it, we’re not on the same channel, so I’m too lazy to talk about it anymore.

The beaded silk on the other side has already made the bed.

She held in her arms the wedding dress she had changed into yesterday, and left in a hurry without saying hello to Su Ying.

Su Ying said to herself: "That Zhuhua is really impatient. He gave me some clothes and made him very anxious."

Sheng Luoan looked at Zhuhua's back as he disappeared through the door, and his eyes slowly narrowed.

At this time, Butler Hu, who was next to Mr. Gong, asked people to come in and send a message, saying that Mr. Gong would be waiting in the front hall in half an hour, so that Sheng Luoan could finish his breakfast quickly and go there.

"Dog...oh, where is Mr. Hou? Why don't you come with Mr. Hou?" Sheng Luoan casually asked the maid who was delivering the message, and almost blurted out "Master Dog".

The maid replied: "Madam, the Marquis has already gone back to the front yard to rest after talking about serving tea to the bride."

Sheng Luo'an almost slammed the table and stood up: This man didn't take her seriously, did he? He actually let her go alone to complete the tea ceremony for Lao Shizi's new wife.

On the other hand, in Lehuai Juli where Yun Qinghe lived, the maids were busy early in the morning.

Thinking that today was the day for the bride to serve tea, Yun Qinghe got up early in the morning.

Instead of going to the yard to do a round of sword dancing as usual, she sat down in front of the dressing table early and let Xiang's mother dress her up.

Yun Qinghe looked at Xiang's mother's dexterous fingers running through her hair, and said, "I'll tell the kitchen later to prepare some nourishing medicinal food for Luo An. This child was very tired last night."

Xiang's mother smiled warmly and said, "That's right. The noise made the maid standing guard outside blush with embarrassment."

After a pause, she asked again: "Old madam, would you like to use that set of sapphire and red gold hair and face today?"

"Then use it!"
To be continued...