Houmen's wife

Chapter 320 The fate of Duanmu Ziyin (2)
Without waiting for Duanmu Ziyin to say more, the two escorted her and walked out.

Duanmu Ziyin's eyes widened and she struggled with all her strength, but found that everything was futile.The moment her body was dragged out of the door, she turned her head sharply, "Duanmu Nianqing, do you think your life will be smooth and smooth? Let me tell you, you will lose everything one day! I swear!"

Fu'er stepped forward and blocked Nian Qing's ears, but she couldn't let the obscene words get into Madam's ears and hurt her body.However, her movements were still a step slower.Nian Qing listened solidly and clearly.

"Haha, Master Hou, he won't be yours either!" Her voice became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the corner.

Nian Qing was taken aback, and she only walked into the inner courtyard after asking the rough envoy to take Nanny Ping down.

Seeing Mrs. Hua hooking up her clothes, she laughed. "I said it was right to come to you."

Mrs. Hua stepped aside, raised her hand and saluted, "Madam, you saved our Huafu twice, and my husband and I will remember it."

Nian Qing shook her head, "Next year my child will be born in July, I want to make clothes for the child, and I will take advantage of the free time." She has already made up her mind, and when the child is full moon, she and Yuchi will help Xiao Qiao find her Home, she has some interest in that mysterious place.

She glanced at the three maids behind her.When they all settled down, she could relax.

Mrs. Hua pursed her lips and smiled, "I heard that Mr. Husband will return from his journey in a month, and it will take half a month before he comes back." She lowered her head and rubbed the wool on her hand, "It will be colder by then. It's time to change your clothes .”

Nian Qing blinked her eyes, Mrs. Hua is really gentle and gracious, it seems that she has never made a dress for Yuchi.Now that she has the opportunity, she wants to make a pair of scarf gloves for him.

Who would have known that the multi-talented wife of the Marquis of Anping didn't know how to knit sweaters, and she had to spend a few days in the tattoo garden for nothing before she could make such achievements.

The Marquis of Anping came back early today, and before it was dark, he saw the figure of the Marquis appearing in the Liyuan Pavilion.

Xiaoci was ordered to stay in Liyuan Pavilion to guard, no, after reading the account book, he went to the house to dispose of some defective products made by a certain lady a few days ago.

As soon as Yu Chiye came in, he saw Xiao Ci pulling wool and seeing those things in balls, and he frowned, "What are these things? Madam hasn't come back yet?"

"Back to Master Hou, these are the scarves my wife made these two days. She said they were for Lord Hou. Madam said they were ugly and asked me to dismantle them and make them again."

Yuchi picked up one of them and looked at it, and the expression on his face became awkward for a moment.It's not that no one makes scarves here, it's just, what the hell is this?
A ball of black and inflexible cotton cloth fell apart at the slightest touch, and I'm afraid it would be messed up in the wind if it was worn casually.

Cough cough, the corners of Yuchi's mouth curled up, it looked like he was going to take her out for a walk tomorrow, don't get sick from boredom.

As soon as Nian Qing returned to Liyuan Pavilion, she was hugged full of arms, and Yuchi hugged her, making her giggle.

"Stop it, I can't take it anymore." Nian Qing laughed against him and ran away.

Yuchi pulled her, hugged her in his arms, and sprayed warm breath on Nian Qing's neck, she shrank sensitively, trembling slightly, "What's wrong?"

Yu Chiye lowered his head and hugged her with a smile, "Girl, do you need me to do anything for you?"

"Oh, what is our lofty Master Hou going to do for the little girl? Let me think about it." Nian Qing smiled lightly, took off his shoes and socks, and was about to get under the covers.

She didn't expect her legs to be pulled, so she muttered, "I haven't worn socks for a quarter of an hour, and I just washed my feet. Smell them, they don't stink." As she said that, she handed over her feet.

On Yubai's feet, the fingers were as crystal clear as grapes, Yuchi smiled, called the maid to bring hot water, and sprinkled some flower petals on it.

Nianqing opened her mouth slightly, watching Yuchi roll up her trouser legs, when his feet touched her feet due to the warmth of the water, she was obviously taken aback.

He was washing her feet...

"Why? To be flattered? Want to make a promise with your body? Stay here, and you will come back later." Yuchi raised his eyes, those obsidian-like eyes seemed to be filled with hot springs. "This is the first time I wash a woman's feet, and I will charge interest in the future."

When Nian Qing thought of "interest", her cheeks turned red.He gave him a blank look, but his eyes warmed up slightly.

"Sister, do you know? I always think that the feet are the most sacred place for people, because no matter where you go or what you do, you have your feet to accompany you through it. It has witnessed all your history. Once, what I regret most is that, I didn't even wash her feet once before she died."

She lowered her head, looked at the copper basin sprinkled with petals, and smiled bitterly in her heart. As a daughter, she really failed!
Yuchi didn't ask her who the "she" in the words was, but the movements of his hands were more gentle.In his entire life, the only person he could treat so tenderly was the girl in front of him.A girl worthy of his pain.

It was late at night, and the Hou Mansion gradually began to extinguish the fire.Only the candles in Jia Nian Yuan were still on.

The person lying on the bed coughed twice, and an old voice came out through the curtain, "Tell me, is she getting more capable. Even Nanny Ping was demoted to Zhuangzi."

Nanny Mei lowered her head and paused her hand holding the curtain, "Mother Ping is over." Although she and Nanny Ping served the old lady when she was young, the two of them never said anything more, perhaps, She couldn't understand Nanny Ping's arrogance early in the morning.

boom!
"Even if it's over, she's still mine!" The old matriarch slammed her hand on the bed, and even though her old face was ferocious, it was still terrifying.

The old lady closed her eyes, "I'm a little tired, you can go down."

Mammy Mei sighed and stepped back.

Do you think you are a hero when you have a child?After all, Marquis Anping is still my son!The old lady grabbed the quilt tightly, son, son?Hehe, she laughed, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more bitter.

The early morning frost hadn't dried up yet, and the emperor's chariot arrived in front of Yongfu Palace.

(End of this chapter)