Geng Scroll Chapter 43: The Night of Rongguofu (End)
Feng Ziying pondered for a while, then raised her eyes, "I like to talk ugly things first, so don't worry about it. Since Sister Feng doesn't want to remarry, she needs to think about the long term..."
Ping'er looked at Feng Ziying longingly and hesitated to speak.
Feng Ziying rubbed her chin, glanced at Wang Xifeng, who was actually awake, and then glanced at Ping'er's body, half-smiling but not smiling, "Sister Feng's body looks like a childbearing child, Ping'er, you seem to be so arrogant.
Not bad, how about I give birth to a baby for you both?"
Wang Xifeng, who was pretending to be asleep next to her, trembled, and Feng Ziying reached down with her hand. It was plump and plump, like fat in the hand, making people unable to put it down.
Ping'er was also shocked. She hadn't thought about this, so she was almost going to be Feng Ziying's concubine. It didn't matter if she was the concubine, but what about Wang Xifeng?
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Besides, being a foreign wife also involves the issue of giving birth to children. It would be fine if it was in another place, but in the capital city, there are so many relatives and acquaintances, how can it be concealed?
When asked, what is the answer?
Feng Ziying could naturally understand Wang Xifeng and Heping'er's worries, and said to herself: "Who can tell clearly what will happen in the future? Just like the Mongols suddenly invaded Shuntian Mansion, who could have predicted it? In the past two years,
Li also has to be in Yongping Mansion, and it is estimated that Jia Lian will not come back for the time being. If Jia Lian comes back in a year or two, maybe my son will also return to Beijing. It will not be too late to come back to discuss it by then. Didn't I say that?
If it really doesn’t work, you can temporarily hide in the capital and wait for a year and a half. When you come back, you will have all kinds of excuses..."
Wang Xifeng, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly felt enlightened, and Ping'er's eyes also lit up.
Yes, no one can tell what will happen in a year or two. Besides, the meaning implied in Feng Ziying's words is also very clear. If she really gets pregnant, he will not ignore it. At worst, she will hide away and give birth, no matter what.
At least you have someone to rely on.
Of course, the follow-up matters after the birth will be very difficult, but maybe Brother Keng can come up with another way by then?
In any case, Feng Ziying at least made it clear that she would not ignore the two of them and was willing to raise them as outside wives. She was even willing to give them a child. For a person with a bright future like Feng Ziying, having such a promise can be said to be a blessing.
It's so rare.
Of course this is just words. What will happen in the end? Wang Xifeng and Ping'er are still a little unsure, but so what?
This is the current situation of the master and the servant. After the reconciliation, it was announced that Wang Xifeng and the master and the servant could not stay in Jia Mansion for a long time. It would be better if Jia Lian did not come back, but now Jia Lian has taken concubines and given birth to children outside, especially
Giving birth to a child was too important to the Jia family, thus announcing the end of Wang Xifeng's status.
Sister Qiao is just a girl. The head of the Rongguo Mansion now has a male grandson. Even if he is not a direct grandson, he can still inherit the title. Then the status of this concubine will naturally increase. This does not include the possibility that Jia Lian will marry again.
But at least this man made his attitude clear, which was enough to calm the two women down for the time being.
"If you have such a heart, my servant and my second grandma will feel at ease." Ping'er glanced at Sister Feng, who was still pretending to be asleep, stood up, and said happily, "In the future, grandma and my slave will have no choice but to take care of me."
"Hey, Ping'er, it's boring to talk about this. Don't you know what kind of person I am?" Feng Ziying felt Sister Feng's breathing quickened next to her, and she pinched the brocade quilt a little presumptuously.
Turning around: "You should be relieved, right?"
After being exposed by Feng Ziying, Wang Xifeng, who was ashamed, annoyed, and a little bit relieved and happy, turned over and climbed up, covered her chest with the quilt with one hand, and said angrily: "If Heping'er of the slave family is blind, then there is no choice.
I blame myself for my miserable life..."
"Haha, do you blame yourself for your misfortune?" Feng Ziying ignored the other party's dodge and dug in with one hand. Wang Xifeng gritted her teeth with hatred, "I will live a good life with you in the future. Nowadays, I don't have to envy anyone. Why not?"
As long as you live a comfortable life, why should you pay too much attention to other people's opinions? Who can guarantee that everything will be smooth and smooth throughout your life, regardless of the ups and downs?"
Feng Ziying’s words made Wang Xifeng and Ping’er shudder. The profound meaning here is a bit deeper.
“Sir, whose house are you referring to?” Ping’er asked timidly, “Could it be...”
"Don't make random assumptions. I'm just expressing my feelings and not targeting anyone." Feng Ziying waved her hand, "Everyone in the world can only care about the present. How many people can predict what will happen in three to five years, ten to twenty years?
?”
For a while, both women were speechless.
"Go to sleep. What I promised you will be done naturally. I can guarantee this." Feng Ziying yawned, "Sex is like a bone-scraping steel knife. I am not deceiving you. I am also in Sister Feng's hands."
Only through my son can I truly experience..."
Seeing Sister Feng's sudden change of expression, Feng Ziying said leisurely: "But if I like it, it would be cool to die under the peonies and become a ghost. You are sincere and will not deceive me..."
Being teased by Feng Ziying's words, Wang Xifeng gritted her teeth with hatred, but it was difficult for her to get angry in front of Ping'er. However, after Feng Ziying got into the cup and did some tricks, she soon began to moan innocently again.
Hearing this, Ping'er blushed, but was pulled into the brocade quilt by Feng Ziying's hand...
Just as I was waiting for a bed, I heard a sudden knock on the door on the other side of the room, "Duk duk duk!"
This sound almost frightened the three people on the bed out of their wits. Who would knock on the door in the middle of the night? Feng Ziying was startled, but she calmed down quickly. Even if Jia She Jia Zheng came to catch the traitor, she would not
That's right. Wang Xifeng is divorced. Even if he is caught, what good will it do to them? Ruining his own reputation and ruining the relationship between the two families. Isn't this just making enemies out of nothing?
Seeing that Wang Xifeng and Ping'er were so frightened that their faces turned pale, Feng Ziying shook her head and signaled Ping'er to respond.
Ping'er saw that Feng Ziying's expression was indifferent and she felt a little more at ease. Then he quickly got up, put on his clothes and got out of bed. He tried his best to steady his mind and asked: "Who?"
“Sister Ping’er, it’s me, Xiaohong,…”
"What happened in the middle of the night?" Ping'er said cautiously as he walked out of the house with his shoes on.
"Sister, it was Baoxiang who was next to Uncle Feng who knocked on the door and said he wanted to see my sister. I asked him what was going on, but he refused to tell me." Xiaohong said outside the door: "I think he is in a hurry, so I
Just come to bother my sister..."
When Feng Ziying heard this, she knew that there must be something urgent. Baoxiang didn't know where he went, but he could guess that Heping'er must be related. Maybe he also suspected that Heping'er was having an affair, so he acted hard.
Let me ask Ping'er about my scalp.
Feng Ziying felt a little calmer, but she was still a little anxious. It was either something at home or something in the court, but Feng Ziying estimated that something in the court was more likely.
While signaling Ping'er to go out and deal with it, Feng Ziying also stood up. Wang Xifeng also guessed a thing or two. At this time, she also hurriedly took a green tube top and wrapped it, put on her small clothes and got up to help Feng Ziying get dressed. Ping'er closed the door.
, I just went out, and I didn’t worry who would dare to break in.
Opening the small door on the verandah, Ping'er calmed down, followed Xiaohong out, and closed the small door smoothly. Then he arrived at the courtyard door, and saw Baoxiang with a worried face and sweating profusely, rubbing his hands there.
, then asked: "Baoxiang, what's the matter?"
Seeing Xiao Hong following Ping'er, Baoxiang paused knowingly, "My uncle had a few too many drinks and was not feeling well, so the younger one took the liberty to come and bother her, asking for a bowl of sobering up from Sister Ping'er.
Soup,……"
"Oh?" Ping'er felt relieved, and this kid was quite smart, "Okay, Xiaohong, go and pour a bowl of sour plum juice. I remember there seems to be some in the house. This is the only one in the middle of the night.
,…”
Xiaohong left, and then Baoxiang lowered his voice and said: "Someone came from the mansion and said that someone from Wenyuan Pavilion and the Ministry of War wanted to recruit me to go to Wenyuan Pavilion to discuss military affairs immediately. They are still waiting at the mansion.
, but when I go out for a walk,..."
"I know." Before Baoxiang could finish speaking, Ping'er had already interrupted him.
Baoxiang felt reassured and nodded repeatedly, "Thank you, Sister Ping'er."
At this moment, Xiaohong also brought out a pot of sour plum juice and a bowl. Ping'er took it and handed it to Baoxiang, "Do you want me to help serve Uncle Feng?"
“That’s not necessary. I’m just thirsty. Just drink some sour plum juice.” Baoxiang took the pot and bowl and nodded.
After sending Baoxiang away, Ping'er told Xiaohong and the others to close the door and go to sleep. Then he returned to the penthouse calmly and explained the situation. At this moment, Feng Ziying had already put on her clothes with Wang Xifeng waiting on her. She nodded, "It seems
What's wrong again? It's just that I am a fellow magistrate of Yongping Mansion, so why do I feel like the right minister of the Ministry of War?"
Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at Feng Ziying and whispered: "It would be best if you could return to Beijing earlier and save both parties from worrying..."
"I like to hear this, but it's not up to me." Feng Ziying packed up and then quietly went out. Along the wall of the penthouse, there was a ladder as a step. She jumped up to the wall and looked carefully.
Then he got off the wall and walked away quickly.
Looking at Feng Ziying's figure disappearing from the wall, Ping'er put away the ladder and accompanied Wang Xifeng into the house. However, he saw that Wang Xifeng seemed to be walking a little awkwardly, and couldn't help but ask: "Is grandma okay?"
Wang Xifeng was so embarrassed that she pushed him and said, "Little hooves, sooner or later, I'll have to deal with you. If it weren't for something happening tonight, I would have to make him have some happiness and you have to suffer some. I'm afraid you won't even get out of bed by then."
Not coming!"
Seeing that Wang Xifeng was embarrassed and annoyed, Ping'er was not upset either. He just kept laughing and laughing, so he helped Wang Xifeng back to the house to rest.
