Bondage

"Young Master Song, what a coincidence."

The British princess's face was livid, and when she saw Song Fu, she pushed the door open with a cold snort.

She took Mingjiu and Shishi back to her mother's house to celebrate the old lady's birthday, and just returned to Beijing after staying for a few days when she saw Song Fu coming out of the jewelry shop, followed by a few servants who pulled a lot of cloth into the cart, the colors and styles were the same. Lo and behold, it was given to young women.

People like them have embroidery rooms in their homes, how can they look at the goods sold by this kind of tailor shop?I don't know what kind of lowly woman Song Fu took these things to please.

Seeing this, the British princess hurriedly asked the coachman to follow, but she did not expect to find such a house in the suburbs of Beijing.

As soon as the two governments agreed on their marriage, he raised a concubine, which was really deceiving.

"Song Gongzi, why don't you tell me, what are you doing in this world in the blue sky?"

Mingxiang was standing behind the British lady, constantly tugging at her aunt's clothes. She was docile, and she was really afraid of having a rift with her, especially when confronted face-to-face.

Ming Xiang felt that it was Song Fuzhen who raised the concubine, they shouldn't have called the door like this, they just turned around and postponed the marriage, it was not the fault of her British government.

She and Ming Shishi stood behind the British princess, both of them without hats, the two girls didn't know how to deal with foreign men, especially Song Fu's identity was quite embarrassing.

Mingxiang was so anxious that a pair of round eyes glistened with mist, and she was not eloquent. She didn't know what to say, so she could only silently signal the British princess to leave quickly.

Song Fu looked at the three of them, and paused slightly when he saw Ming Xiang who was obviously anxious and shy.

When he looked away, the British princess was about to rush into the house.

"The British princess and Miss Mingjiu have arrived?"

Song Wan came out of the house, greeted them with a smile: "Wan'er has been waiting for a long time, let's go in."

Seeing Song Wan come out, the Duchess of England was taken aback for a moment, and soon realized that she had misunderstood, she calmed down slightly, and said in a stiff voice: "I arrived earlier."

Song Fu gave up his seat, and said to Song Wan: "Since you have an appointment, Brother, I won't bother you."

"Brother, you don't need to leave in a hurry. It's a family and you don't need to avoid suspicion, not to mention the British princess is here."

"Since it's a coincidence, why don't we stay and have a meal together, what do you think, madam?"

Knowing that Song Wan's intention was to resolve the embarrassment just now, the British lady looked at Song Fu, then at Ming Xiang whose round face was already flushed, and finally nodded.

Ming Xiang is different from ordinary people, it would be good for the two of them to meet in advance, it is in accordance with the etiquette to exchange Geng Tie.

"That's annoying."

Song Wan's house is small, and there is only one big table in the main hall. After Song Fu and Ming Xiang sat down, the British lady-in-law went to the back house on the pretext of having something to say to Song Wan, and Ming Shi went to the courtyard to share the brocade book with great interest. flower.

Song Fujing was sitting on the side, Ming Xiang was holding his lap top with a pair of small hands, nervous as if he was going to faint.

She seldom sees people, let alone a foreigner, and this man is her future husband-in-law, whenever she thinks of this, Ming Xiang will feel her cheeks burn and feel uncomfortable all over.

"Wan'er has a farewell relationship with Yanghou En in the city, and now I have bought a house for her and settled here."

Ming Xiang's eyes widened upon hearing this.

The girl's eyes are round and round, and the tip of her nose is small and delicate. She is very cute. When she opens her eyes to look at people, her eyes are watery, and her eyes are pure and innocent. She is an innocent and kind girl at first sight.

Hearing that Song Wan was in the same city as Yanghou Yijue, he didn't show any contempt, but was simply surprised that there is such a thing as a husband and wife in this world.

Seeing this, Song Fu pursed his lips slightly: "Have you heard of Chengyang Hou's doting on concubines and destroying their wives?"

Ming Xiang nodded blankly.

Seeing this, Song Fu stopped talking, and the two were silent for a while.

She is not good at speaking, so she is afraid that the people in her company will be silent, but Mingxiang dare not speak in front of Song Fu, so she can only blink her eyes to ask Song Fu to say something more.

Song Fu lowered his eyes, and then said: "Wan'er will be supported by me for the rest of his life, do you know?"

Ming Xiang looked at Song Fu, his cheeks flushed suddenly.

Is he asking for her opinion?

Song Fu was afraid that she would not be able to tolerate Song Wan in the future, so he asked her first. He thought that if she disagreed, he would be dissatisfied with this marriage.

Ming Xiang endured his shyness and nodded seriously.

Of course she has no objection, as a brother it should be so, if she becomes Song Wan's sister-in-law in the future, she will also love her.

Thinking of this, Ming Xiang pursed his lips and secretly smiled.

Although she is younger, she should be a sister-in-law and protect her.

The hand holding the hem of the skirt gradually loosened, Ming Xiang blushed, and looked at Song Fu shyly and happily with round eyes.

He knew that he had asked her opinion first, and presumably he was not dissatisfied with her.

Song Fu saw the little girl in front of him laughing and being shy for a while, and he was inexplicably ashamed by her.After thinking about it, Song Fu took out a Wanfu embroidered cloth bag from his bosom and placed it in front of Ming Xiang.

"Zhong Qiu was supposed to bring you something, but I was delayed by something, this...you put it away first."

The lake-blue cloth bag was bulging, Ming Xiang stretched out his little hand, held it in front of him carefully.

Song Fu looked serious: "You can open it and have a look."

Mingxiang opened it with a blushing face, and inside was a huge oriental bead. The oriental bead was smooth and beautiful in shape, and it seemed to be shining with moist light under the sun.

Ming Xiang raised his head in surprise, quite at a loss.

"It was left to you by my mother, you just collect it."

Mingxiang pinched the Dongzhu, his heart was beating violently.

This Dongzhu is too precious, she shouldn't have it, but...

Thinking of Song Fu carrying this thing with him every day, just to give it to her when he met her, Ming Xiang felt that the tip of his heart was soaked in honey, and his whole body was full of joy.

"I... I... accept...."

Song Fu nodded, with a solemn expression: "You can't speak well, let alone be ashamed to speak. If you can't speak well, how can you be afraid to speak?"

"If you talk a lot and talk for a long time, maybe you will speak clearly."

Ming Xiang looked at Song Fu in disbelief, with tears in his eyes.

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid I don't... others are annoying."

Song Fu looked solemn: "You can speak slowly, and let me listen."

She is his wife, no matter what her background is, he should take on the responsibility of being a husband. If he takes advantage of his wife's family and at the same time despises his first wife, what is the difference between acting like this and a beast like Jiang Xingjian?

"Well, tell me... tell you...you listen."

Ming Xiang's voice was choked with sobs, but his eyes were shining brightly.

Song Wan watched in the middle hall, and said softly to the British princess next to her: "Madam, don't worry about Miss Nine, my brother will take good care of her."

The Duchess of England said with a sullen face: "He's the best."

It's just that although she looked ugly, the British princess still took the refreshment from Song Wan's hand, and played with the small porcelain plate for the refreshment quite relaxedly.