One day, Mr. Song went out of the government office and turned a corner at Yuhua Lane. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qin Xueling with her mouth wide open and looking in the mirror to check her caries. What did he see?

The puffy eye bags, the stacked double chin, and the distorted face... it's really a bit eye-catching.

The lost Master Song returned home, and when he saw Mrs. Liang smiling gracefully and kindly, he suddenly felt the long-lost heartbeat again.

That night he went to bed in the study and burned all the acid poems praising beauties in the box. Song Quan also put away the jade Go set he used to talk with Madam Qin from time to time.

Mr. Song felt that he needed to calm down. During this period, he was really obsessed with things and almost made a mistake.

Out of guilt, Lord Song treated Liang better.

Mr. Liang was still a little confused. They were already an old couple, but Mr. Song suddenly lost his temper. For several days in a row, at night he acted like a young boy in his twenties, full of enthusiasm and not afraid of losing his temper.

As a result, Mr. Song really lost his temper and was carried to Mr. Chen's hospital in the middle of the night.

Mr. Chen touched it and said, oh, isn't this a lumbar disc herniation? It's just not serious. I don't know what I did or did something too hard, so it hurt so much that I couldn't straighten my back.

Mr. Song lay there groaning and unwilling to tell the truth. It was so embarrassing!

Aunt Chen watched from the sidelines as her son, who had become a feudal official, actually stepped aside because of sexual intercourse at such an old age, and her whole body trembled with laughter.

Of course she couldn't enjoy such a funny thing alone. Soon, the neighbors and the old ladies playing mahjong and leaf cards all knew that Mr. Song had lost his waist because he doted on his wife at night.

So the story of the chief envoy and his wife, a divine couple, began to make a fuss in the capital city of Guangzhou.

The wives of her colleagues and subordinates all covered their mouths and laughed when they saw Ms. Liang. Ms. Liang was not a coy person either. She waved her handkerchief and said to the ladies: "Hey, I don't know what happened to my master recently. Suddenly,

He is so enthusiastic that he thinks he is a twenty-year-old young man."

So other ladies were extremely envious and flattered them one after another: "Mrs. Song's good fortune is beyond words. There are not many women in the whole Zhou Dynasty who can live more comfortably than Madam. I see, even the ladies in the palace are so lucky."

Maybe I can live a comfortable life with Mrs. Song."

"No! No matter how good the relationship between the emperor and the empress is, they are still inseparable even when they are almost forty years old!"

Mrs. Liang's face turned red after being talked about by the ladies, and she was as embarrassed as a little girl. She said angrily: "Old sisters, stop teasing me. My master is too embarrassed to hide in the study these days.

Come out and meet people!”

The sun is shining brightly outside, and the large wisteria flowers in the courtyard are blooming beautifully like a waterfall. The servants are conscientiously sweeping the fallen flowers on the path, the cat is yawning on the porch, and the ladies can be heard coming from the flower hall.

laughter.

In a private room on the second floor of a teahouse in the south of the city, Mrs. Qin sat by the window a little lonely, watching the people coming and going on the street.

She had already heard the story of Mr. Song and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Liang, who were deeply in love.

She smiled sarcastically and self-deprecatingly. No matter how proud and aloof she was, in the final analysis she was still a man's plaything. Men could indulge in it for a while, but they could also throw it away at a whim.

Soon, a waiter came in with green tea. He helped his wife set up the tea set, but did not push it out immediately. Instead, he bowed to Mrs. Qin and said in a slightly high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty asked us to come to my aunt.

say hello."

Madam Qin was still looking out the window in trance, with a bored look on her face: "Ah, Your Highness, how is he doing lately? I'm really sorry. I'm afraid it will be difficult to continue with what he asked me to do."

Huang Men, who pretended to be a waiter in the shop, lowered his head and smiled and said: "Your Highness is kind and kind. He is quite satisfied. Over the years, there have been countless women who want to get close to Mr. Song, but only Aunt Qin has succeeded. From now on, Aunt Qin only needs to follow the steps."

Just give the girls lessons."

Madam Qin hummed, finally turned around, looked at the young Xiao Huangmen in front of her, was silent for a while, and said: "Ask your Highness for me, I don't really want to go to the Song family anymore.

I want to leave Guangzhou Prefecture, whether I can or not, it doesn’t matter where I go.”

Xiao Huangmen nodded: "I will bring it to my aunt."

"Thank you."

After Xiao Huangmen left, Mrs. Qin lowered her head, and tears suddenly fell down her cheeks.

It wasn't until she lost that she suddenly discovered that she also had true feelings for Mr. Song.

The taste of love really makes people live and die.

Half a month later, Mrs. Qin quit her job as a teacher in the Song family and got married in a nunnery in Baiyun Mountain.

All her life she has been as helpless as a duckweed.

Her family background is not obvious. When she was born, her father was just a judge. She was the eldest daughter in the family. Her biological parents and grandmother did not want to see her because they had a daughter for their first child. Before she was born, she was sent to the palace by her father, who was the seventh-grade county magistrate.

She was a candidate to become the concubine of the emperor or the prince's grandson, but because she had no foundation and family status, she was not even qualified to be the concubine of the prince or grandson.

Unwilling to admit defeat, he worked hard to practice his embroidery skills and caught the eye of an aunt who was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. From then on, he followed his aunt and became Concubine Meng Shu's lover.

But even though she did her best to serve Concubine Shu, when King Su needed her, Empress Shu did not hesitate to find a reason and sent her to the distant Lingnan. There was no hope of returning to her homeland in this life.

Just when she was in the most miserable state, she met Mr. Song. The first time she met him, Mr. Song seemed to have fallen into her heart.

He is so elegant, so smart, so gentle.

When she knew that Mr. Song was also attracted to her, she thought that her life had regained hope, but then she was slapped hard by fate again.

That Mr. Song, like other men, regarded her as a piece of grass and a plaything, and abandoned her without any hesitation.

A few days later, Mrs. Qin met Mo Yuxuan's maid Mo Yun in the nunnery.

Mo Yun saluted Madam Qin and said with a smile: "We girls felt uncomfortable for a while when we heard that Madam got her hair cut off here." After saying that, she stepped aside, and the lady behind her was holding a huge mother-of-pearl black lacquer treasure box in her hand.

Mo Yun opened the small drawers of the treasure box and said: "These snacks are all the lady's thoughts for her husband. I hope that your husband will never refuse."

Qin Xueling looked at the exquisite mother-of-pearl black chess treasure chest and was very moved for a moment.

It is said that the world is hot and cold, and human relationships are cold and warm. She lost her hair here. Several other girls who were close to her in the past have never come to see her, but Miss Song San, who usually looks deserted, is thinking of her.
Chapter completed!