Mrs. Wang smiled sweetly: "Son-in-law, please undress me and don't close the door. It's best to let everyone in the world know about our harsh feelings."
Xie Fu was stunned for a moment, and the fingers that were combing her hair also stiffened. He looked towards Mrs. Wang and saw her hands clasped leisurely in front of her, standing pretty, with a smile on her lips, not like she was joking.
The two looked at each other for three or four seconds, and then Mrs. Wang burst into laughter. This smile was as beautiful as the spring breeze in the night. This vivid beauty seemed to have suddenly stepped out of the painting, with countless graces, delicate and charming.
Xie Fu said affectionately: "Yun, you are so beautiful." At this moment, I just felt that even the most rude gaze was still necessary to look at you.
"Poor talk." Mrs. Wang gave him a cute and angry look.
Xie Fu responded: "I am poor-minded."
Mrs. Wang smiled coquettishly and joked: "Looking at how wretched you are, I really should get a mirror for you to take a good look at yourself and see your own morality clearly."
"In front of a goddess like you, I am just a humble man crawling under your skirt. Being insignificant is nothing."
"Son-in-law, you have such a sweet mouth. How can you tease your mother-in-law so much?"
Of course, Mrs. Wang was teasing Xie Fu. This relationship has always been a grudge between the two of them. However, Mrs. Wang's temperament is that the more grudges she has, the more she has to face them head-on. Therefore, the more she cares about it, the more she wants to deal with it.
Let’s talk about relationships.
I thought of saying as much as I could, but I turned a deaf ear to it.
But in this situation, I couldn't help but feel funny when I said these words. Her pretty body suddenly trembled enchantingly, and she burst into a sweet smile, with a smile in her eyes and lips that was boundless.
"Madam, do you want to taste my mouth?"
Mrs. Wang looked disdainful: "Who wants to taste your bitchy mouth, but Zhang Zui!"
Xie Fu shamelessly moved his face towards me: "I want you to be punished by Madam's beautiful hand."
Mrs. Wang pushed Xie Fu's face away: "Your face is so ugly, don't smear it in my eyes."
The person's face has been made red by Xie Fu, like the delicate spring flowers under the willow tree.
This playfulness can be regarded as regaining the joy of reunion after separation. Xie Fuwu sat down in the chair and said: "It's getting dark, and I have something serious to talk to you about."
Mrs. Wang said: "You can go to the side hall."
Xie Fu was slightly surprised, seeing that she looked serious and wanted to have a clear relationship with him.
Mrs. Wang said with a smile: "What is your identity, and what is my identity? Is there any reason to discuss things in my bedroom? Who would believe me if I tell you."
Xie Fu understood this truth, but deliberately said: "Why not, I have to talk about business in your bedroom, so that outsiders can understand that our relationship between mother and son-in-law can withstand the test."
"Whoever wants to stand the test with you, you can stay here and talk. I, my bestie, only do unseemly things."
Xie Fu stood up and smiled: "I'm just kidding you."
Mrs. Wang said lightly: "I was joking with you too, you don't really think I want to talk to you..." But she deliberately held back.
The two of them walked out of Mrs. Wang's boudoir one after the other and moved to the side hall.
Xie Fu immediately noticed that someone was sneaking around and peeking in the dark. He secretly thought that it was dangerous and looked at Mrs. Wang apologetically.
Mrs. Wang raised her lips and smiled, and said softly: "The truth is also false, and sometimes the false is true. Wouldn't it be interesting to let them guess."
Xie Fu couldn't tell whether her words were true or false.
After arriving at the side hall and sitting across the table, the maid brought two cups of clear tea, Xie Fu went straight to the topic: "I heard Mr. Lu say that in this military competition, how many flags does your royal family want to plant?"
Mrs. Wang smiled and said nothing, taking a leisurely sip of tea.
Xie Fu continued: "I will leave this matter to Mr. Lu to take full responsibility. You are obstructing it and making it difficult for him and me."
With a thud, Mrs. Wang placed the tea cup heavily on the table. She was smiling a moment ago, but at this moment her face was tense: "Do you think I'm causing trouble?"
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Don't be angry yet. I know that you are the one in charge of the royal family behind the scenes. In such a big family, sometimes you can't help yourself."
Mrs. Wang sneered: "Do you think I love power and want to be the Empress Dowager Xuan of Qin or Empress Lu Fei of Han Gao? The reason why I intervene in the affairs of the royal family is not to ensure that you can secure the position of the Jiedu Envoy of Huainan Road and hold the title of Governor of Huainan Province."
The one who has great power will never have worries."
Xie Fu looked at Mrs. Wang in front of him. Who doesn't love power, especially a woman who is under patriarchy? Once she holds power, the feeling of satisfaction of trampling men under her feet is particularly nostalgic.
There are countless women in history who have become mentally ill once they hold power, and even become more vicious and vicious than men in order to retain power.
Based on his understanding of Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Wang is the kind of woman who is ruthless and will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. This is evident from her ruthlessness towards Wang Youtong and her ruthlessness towards Zhu Fenggong.
It's not uncommon for couples to turn against each other for the sake of power. To be honest, Xie Fu really doesn't want to go to this point with Xiaoyun.
When Mrs. Wang saw Xie Fu's eyes turning around and his thoughts spinning, she shot a cold look at Xie Fu: "You actually doubt me!"
Xie Fu said tentatively: "Yun, you can't control power. How many sages in ancient and modern times have fallen at the level of power."
Mrs. Wang grabbed the tea cup and poured tea in Fu Xie's face.
Xie Fu wiped the tea from his face and said with a dry smile: "If I said something wrong, just take it as a reminder."
Mrs. Wang said coldly: "Xiuyun, bring me another cup of tea."
Xie Fu hurriedly comforted him: "I haven't drank this cup yet, so I'll give it to you."
Mrs. Wang said coldly: "Do you want to be splashed again?"
Xie Fu smiled and offered the tea cup with both hands, as if offering tea.
Having been in contact with women for such a long time, he has long understood that there is no reason to reason with women, especially a woman full of personality like Xiao Yun. Trying to reason with her will only lead to death.
It is more practical to compromise and show weakness. The losses you suffer will eventually be rewarded in other forms of gentleness.
This is why Xie Fu is favored by so many strange women, because he not only stands from the perspective of men, but also from the perspective of women.
Of course you can show off your chauvinism and be dismissive of her, but you can't do that unless you don't care about her at all.
Mrs. Wang didn't take the teacup either, she just stared at her coldly.
At this time, Xiuyun quickly walked into the side hall and saw that Mr. Xie had tea poured on his face, and he was holding the tea in both hands with a look of flattery. He was stunned on the spot and didn't know how to deal with it.
Mrs. Wang finally spoke: "Xiuyun, please go out. I'll call you if anything happens."
Xiuyun felt like she was being pardoned and hurriedly retreated, thinking secretly in her heart that the young master's mouth was probably flirting with his wife again, but he didn't drink.
After Xiuyun left, Mrs. Wang accepted his favor, took the teacup, and threw a white silk handkerchief over.
Mr. Xie took the silk handkerchief and wiped the tea stains on his face. After a while, the white silk handkerchief was stained with a little tea yellow. He said with a smile: "Dirty your silk handkerchief."
Mrs. Wang suddenly stretched out her slender hand, but Xie Fu said deliberately: "This silk handkerchief is already dirty. It will taint your elegant and clean identity. Why don't you give it to me as a souvenir?"
Mrs. Wang said with a smile: "This is what I use to wipe my smelly sweat, do you want it too?"
There will be a power outage all day tomorrow, so there may not be an update, so there is no need to wait.
There is nothing I can do about my extremely poor condition, I have been working hard to adjust.
