Marrying a powerful eunuch three times

Su Rutang was impatient to talk to her, so he used the excuse that he was busy with tomorrow's affairs and asked Murong Feiyue to go back quickly, otherwise the old lady would be unhappy if she knew that the widow was here.

Murong Feiyue felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife.

Calling her a widow all the time hurt her heart.

"Chunxi, go and see if Lanxiangyuan needs anything. Ask Zhang Cai's family to plant two osmanthus trees in the yard. It will also bring good luck."

Murong Feiyue arrived at the door.

He stopped upon hearing that.

She didn't expect that Zhou Chengru would not only take a concubine, but also dare to arrange a bitch to live in Lanxiangyuan?

I wonder what Lanxiangyuan means to them.

She turned to look at Su Rutang, her lips trembling slightly: "Where does Song Huaiyan live?"

Su Rutang rested her chin lazily, with a rare look of jealousy on her face, and said, "My husband values ​​Miss Song and told me to clean up Lanxiang Courtyard."

Murong Feiyue was afraid that she would lose her composure.

He said with a fake smile:

"My second brother really likes it."

"Who said it wasn't? I only hear the laughter of the new people, but never the crying of the old ones. Forget it, the most important thing is that my husband likes me." Su Rutang looked like a magnanimous lady of the royal family.

That calm and generous look stimulated Murong Feiyue so much that she felt pain all over her body.

She hurried out the door, barely able to steady herself and walked out of Chuitang Courtyard.

Chunxi pursed his lips, feeling a little worried.

She was intelligent, and the Second Master had always respected this widowed sister-in-law.

Now that he saw Su Rutang had offended this widowed sister-in-law, he felt inexplicably frightened.

"Second Madam, what are you doing? You should have some backup plans."

She didn't ask why.

I just want to grow a few more eyes in the future to keep an eye on everyone in the mansion for Su Rutang.

"Of course I'll keep a backup plan."

Su Rutang got up and walked to the couch in front of the window. He sat there, picked up the colored thread on the table beside him, and started making a thread.

She spent her whole life seeking revenge and left no way out.

She was hoping that everyone in Zhou Mansion would die and she would go to hell. She only hoped that her Jing Shen and Jing Yao would be reborn into a good family in the next life.

The next day was the day Zhou Chengru took a concubine.

Normally, if an ordinary family took a concubine, they would just pick her up in a sedan chair and bring her in through a remote corner door.

Not a sound was heard in the small courtyard, and the master was served with the Zhougong ceremony at night.

The Zhou family is different. They respect Song Huaiyan.

Four people carried the sedan chair into the house.

They were forced to worship heaven and earth, and the children were allowed to meet the new aunt. Su Rutang wished that the Zhou family would promote Song Huaiyan.

In the future, the news of favoring concubines and neglecting wives will eventually spread.

In the past, she was so concerned about the reputation of the Zhou family that she dared not make any mistakes in her actions, movements, sittings, or lying downs.

He carefully comforted everyone in the mansion and did not dare to slack off for fear of ruining the reputation that the Zhou Mansion had worked so hard to build.

Song Huaiyan was wearing a rose-red wedding dress and standing respectfully below.

Su Rutang sat at the top.

A second-class maid brought a kneeling mat and Chunxi brought tea.

"Mrs. Song offers tea to the mistress."

Song Huaiyan felt uncomfortable.

If she wasn't unfamiliar with this hellhole, she wouldn't have wanted to marry someone else as a concubine.

Seeing her standing there in a daze, Su Rutang frowned.

"Aunt Song."

Chunxi shouted again.

Song Huaiyan's maid hurriedly and gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, and Song Huaiyan came back to her senses.

She served tea halfheartedly.

Su Rutang did not embarrass her. He took the teacup from her hand and took a sip.

He said calmly:

"From now on, we are all sisters. Sister Song is young, so please take care of your husband."

She winked.

Chunxi brought a small wooden plate with a pomegranate branch and kingfisher feathers on it.

"It was given to Concubine Song by the Second Mistress."

The maid beside Song Huaiyan hurriedly took it and said, "Thank you, Second Madam, for the reward."

Song Huaiyan said nothing.

Su Rutang didn't say much.

The other concubines were unhappy, and the concubine's narrow eyes were raised.

"Oh my, Sister Song is acting like she doesn't want to be a concubine. She seems to be eyeing the position of second wife."

"It is a reward from the mistress. As a concubine, I must kowtow and thank you."

Aunt Zhao on the side covered her mouth and sneered:

"Sister Ru, you are joking. Although Sister Song is from the Duke's Mansion, she is the concubine's daughter after all. How can she compare with the innocent status of our Second Madam, the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family?"

Aunt Ru’s eyes turned.

With a hint of sneer on his face, he said:

“There are so many people who cannot see their status clearly.”

After a pause, he chuckled again:

"Sister Song, it's not enough to offer tea to the mistress. We are in line before you, and this little one has to offer tea to us sisters."

Song Huaiyan was just trying to hold back and serve tea to Su Rutang because she thought it was better to keep out of trouble.

Now I have to serve tea to other concubines?

Think beautifully.

She stood up suddenly and said, "I offer you tea? Are you qualified?"

Aunt Ru and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Originally, he was jealous of Song Huaiyan's wedding ceremony, so he took the opportunity to suppress her with some words.

But they didn't expect that Song Huaiyan would not give them any face at all.

"Second Madam, please look at Sister Song."

Su Rutang held the teacup and smiled faintly: "We are all sisters. Everyone, please give in a little."

Song Huaiyan picked up the golden hairpin that Su Rutang had given her, and wanted to throw it to her with all her strength, and shouted, "Take back your tricks of winning people over, you pathetic old woman."

But she thought about her small dowry and endured it.

She threw it back to the maid embarrassedly.

"Are you tired? There are a lot of old-fashioned and inhumane rules all day long. I am not like you old-fashioned people."

She sat on the chair next to her and called her maid.

"Come and sit down. Everyone is equal here, unlike these feudal and ridiculous old women."

Aunt Ru pointed at her face and said, "You said I'm an old woman?"

The other aunts were furious.

Song Huaiyan had a bold posture with her legs spread apart.

He picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth.

While chewing, she spoke: "In my eyes, you are just an old woman."

Su Rutang was not angry either.

She was still counting on this woman to cause trouble in the mansion.

In his previous life, Song Huaiyan was also wanton and rampant, becoming a knife to Murong Feiyue. She had to work very hard to suppress Song Huaiyan.

But Song Huaiyan didn't dare to say such words, as if something had changed.

"What is feudal? What is antique?"

"Feudalism is a bunch of broken rules that bind you, and you are just pathetic old antiques who dare not resist."

As soon as these words came out...

The maids in the room were all silent.

"No rules no standards."

"Humph. It's just an excuse for your cowardice and incompetence." She pointed at Su Rutang, "Are you willing to share your husband with others? Don't you dare to resist?"

"Where there is oppression, there is resistance."

Even Aunt Ru was frightened now.

Shocked, he said:

"The concubine's daughter doesn't even know the rules. She's not as polite as the maids in our Zhou Mansion. Isn't the Duke's Mansion afraid that outsiders will know and affect their reputation?"

No girl in the capital would dare to talk nonsense like this.

Su Rutang's heart trembled. Song Huaiyan's temperament was weird today and it was hard to figure out.

I was afraid that she would say something else.

She hurriedly said, "Mrs. Song, please go back first. Today is a good day for you and your husband. Don't waste this beautiful day."

"When I, Song Huaiyan, marry, I must have the other party..."

Song Huaiyan's words paused in his throat.

The man who walked over from the hanging flower gate opposite was wearing a red brocade robe. No words could describe his appearance.

When Su Rutang saw this, he knew that Song Huaiyan must like Zhou Chengru.

The two met in the restaurant that day, and it was impossible to say that Song Huaiyan did not have any ulterior motives.

Zhou Chengru was a former top scholar in the imperial examination, so naturally he had a first-class appearance.

Aunt Ru deliberately sneered:

"What does Aunt Song want from the other party?"

Song Huaiyan stood up and flew over like a little bird. "Husband, today is a great day that only belongs to you and me. Don't waste this good time."

This was the first time Zhou Chengru met such a bold and unbridled woman.

He glanced at the women in the room and lowered his eyes.

Warm sound:

"it is good."

The two left holding hands.

Aunt Ru and a few others were left wanting to go crazy.

They all loved this man terribly. He usually followed the rules of propriety and would not let anyone look down on him, so he was a little harsh to everyone in the mansion.

But now I saw surprise in Zhou Chengru's eyes.

"Second Madam, look at how arrogant this Concubine Song is." Concubine Ru twisted the handkerchief in her hand in anger.

"Shameless vixen."

Su Rutang's eyes were calm and peaceful, "It's only been half a year since Concubine Song was brought back by the Duke's Mansion. I don't think she has learned the rules yet.

You are all elders who serve me first, so you should teach her what she can and cannot do.”

"Second Master likes new people, so don't let her suffer any injustice."

Chunxi understood Su Rutang's deep meaning.

He lowered his voice and said:

"Second Madam will definitely not bother with that little whore. It is normal for a man to love women, but the concubines will probably be divided among themselves."

She took a glance and saw that Aunt Ru's expression had indeed changed.

Xia An frowned, "How could the Second Master like someone as unruly as Concubine Song?"

"You don't understand. Concubine Song's frivolous and dissolute appearance is exactly the same as that of prostitutes and actors outside. I heard that Concubine Song's biological mother was a skinny horse trained in Guangling."