Second marriage to the regent

Chapter 3 Concubine
"You bastard! Do you want to make me angry to death?"

Ye's chest was rising and falling with anger, and he couldn't hide the anger in his eyes.

"Get this bitch out of here quickly and don't let your grandmother know about this!" Ye was so angry that her whole body trembled and she didn't want to come into contact with this woman for a moment.

"Mother, is it wrong for my son to just want to marry the person he likes? Since ancient times, which man has not had three wives and four concubines, let alone my majestic Marquis of Jing'an Mansion? As the head of the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion, how can my son even have a concubine? Isn’t it all done?”

He thought of Su Junxi who had a arrogant attitude all day long, and the disgust in his eyes became a little stronger: "Back then, you asked your son to marry Su, and your son did so. Now, why are you unwilling to admit Feng I am also your daughter-in-law!"

Mrs. Ye looked at her son in shock. In her impression, her son was filial to her in every possible way. Why was he now obsessed with a woman?
Or a woman who goes in and out of a place full of fireworks and willows?

The word "filial piety" is often on the lips. The mother and son cannot be said to be very close, but they have never been in such a situation.

Thinking about it, she glanced angrily at Bai, who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed.

Bai noticed Ye's hot gaze and leaned closer to Tang Zhili.

It is absolutely impossible to enter the house through these unscrupulous means!

"You are different from ordinary men! You are the legitimate son of the Marquis of Jing'an. When your father was seriously ill, the Marquis's power in the court plummeted. If it weren't for the help of the Su family, how could the Marquis's mansion be what it is today? You have status now. , to win the emperor’s appreciation, you have to abandon the Su family or ignore it? Do you know the consequences? "

"Secondly, your two brothers are now married and starting a business. Who will lend a helping hand to you when you are in trouble?"

Tang Zhili lowered his head in shame, but thinking about the past, his eyes were quickly covered by hatred.

Mrs. Ye sighed helplessly, and then said: "Ms. Su followed you when she was young. Before marrying you, she was the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Guo. Duke An loved her very much, and her mother was very fond of her. The adopted daughter of the Queen Mother, her brother has made many military exploits, and her sister has been named a princess. She is one of the best in the capital in terms of family background and talents. The person who proposed marriage almost broke the threshold of Anguo Duke's mansion, but she wholeheartedly followed about you."

"You won the third prize back then and wanted to restore the prestige of my Marquis Mansion by yourself, but what happened in the end? Aren't you ridiculed by all the major families?"

"If it weren't for the power of the Su family to gain a firm foothold in the court, the Hou Mansion would not have such a scene. Now that you have done such a ridiculous thing, are you ashamed?!"

Mentioning the Su family, Tang Zhili's eyes flashed with disgust, and the anger in his heart turned his face red. He said, "What mother said is reasonable. The son knows his mistake. But Feng'er is innocent, so please mother..."

Mrs. Ye quickly waved her hands. She knew that her son would not listen to the advice this time and insisted on marrying this prostitute. If she was a young girl, she could turn a blind eye, but this is a mean thing. If After entering the door, wouldn't it make people laugh?
Men can't see Bai's little trick, but she is like a bright mirror in her heart. She wants to fly up a branch and become a phoenix, just have a sweet dream!
At first glance, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

If she was a magnanimous person, there would still be room for negotiation, but this woman could endure being nameless and hiding out for many years. How could she deserve to be admitted to the Marquis of Jing'an's Mansion if she looked down on herself like that?
Even though her son was also at fault, she, Bai, was also guilty even if a slap could not make a difference.

Ms. Bai, who was kneeling aside, listened carefully to the conversation between mother and son, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

She had worked so hard to get into Tang Zhili's body, how could she give up all her efforts in the Ye family, a womanly family?
She tried her best to squeeze out a few tears, wiped them gently with a handkerchief, and said weakly: "Master Hou, don't worry about me. Feng'er is very lucky to meet Master Hou in this life. Feng'er is already very content. She will definitely be Die without regrets.”

"Tomorrow... I will take Jun'er and leave the capital, and I will never disturb the Marquis..."

After she finished speaking, she kept choking and sobbing.Tang Zhili frowned. When he came, he reminded him in every possible way not to mention Jun'er's matters. But now that Bai was so intolerable, it was really worrying for him.

"Jun'er?" Ye's heart suddenly became clear.

Then he slapped the table angrily, stood up angrily and said, "You unfilial son! You just want to be a prostitute outside! Now you not only brought someone home, but you also brought a child! Sooner or later, if you indulge her like this, It will harm you! It will harm the entire Hou Mansion!"

"Now that you have just been re-employed by the imperial court, the entire Hou Mansion still has to rely on you. If such a scandal occurs, where will the face of the Hou Mansion be put if this news spreads? How can I let my mother see my ancestors? If someone with intentions catches me If you get the handle and expose it in front of the emperor, do you think you can still sit back and relax?"

Mr. Ye became more and more excited as he spoke. When he was deeply angry, he slapped the tea cup on the table to the ground with his hand, making a crisp sound.

Bai was surprised. She never thought that the situation would be so serious. She glanced at Tang Zhili with a guilty conscience.

Tang Zhili complained that after all, she was a woman who didn't know the general situation. She couldn't even calm down, so how could she help him achieve great things?
After feeling depressed for a while, I thought about the hard work and no credit for giving birth to a son for myself. In addition, I could no longer hide the matter, so I simply broke the pot and said bluntly: "Mother, my son is certainly at fault. But this Jun'er is your grandson after all, don't you want your grandson to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan?"

"You!" Ye covered her chest and looked at Tang Zhili, but she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Mother Feng hurriedly supported Ye, and took the opportunity to help her. She looked at Tang Zhili reproachfully: "Master Hou, have you forgotten who is in charge of this house? Even if you are the master, without the permission of the old lady, you will be the mistress of the house. With my consent, this woman cannot enter the prince's mansion!"

Ye shi slowed down and shook her head helplessly. Not to mention that Su Junxi was unable to speak, even this old lady was a person who only respected rules.

If she were to find out about this, she would be scolded.

But now it's not just as simple as cooking the rice, the only way to start is from Su Junxi.

"Go and invite Mrs. Su!" Mrs. Ye waved her sleeves and ordered.

A maid came forward and blessed her body: "Go back to the old lady, she has gone to the old lady's place. If you call her here now, I'm afraid she will disturb the old lady."

"Mother, my son has made up his mind. Please let me marry Feng'er." Tang Zhili was determined to marry Bai Feng.

Mrs. Ye almost fainted from anger when she looked at her ignorant son.

Ye Shi calmed down and sighed in disappointment. The paper would eventually be unable to contain the fire, so she still ordered someone to invite Su Junxi.

With a glance, Feng's mother immediately turned and left.

Before Mother Feng stepped out of the front hall, a familiar voice came from outside the door along with a gust of cold wind.

(End of this chapter)