Professional Ethics of a Concubine

As soon as Prince Su and the beautiful lady left, Xie Jin urged the maids to pack up and return to the Marquis' Mansion.

Ye Qingzhi was reluctant to let her vacation end. She hadn’t soaked enough in the hot springs, picked enough wild fruits from the mountains, eaten enough game from the mountains, or fished enough in the stream.

In short, the hot spring villa is very fun, with super pure natural scenery. It is not only much more interesting than staying in the backyard of a marquis's mansion, but also more interesting than some modern farmhouses.

Ye Qingzhi acted coquettishly towards her leader and bribed him with her beauty, hoping to have two more days of fun, but her leader was as hard-hearted as iron and remained unmoved.

In the end, Ye Qingzhi became angry and ignored him.

Even if the boss is right next to you, you still leave work early. No, you slack off during work openly.

Haha, nowadays, she has become the technical backbone of the company and has also become the mistress of the house. Her image as the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people is even more stable, so of course she can have a temper.

Seeing that she was angry and ignored him, Xie Jin wanted to say that she was arrogant because of her favor, but when he thought of Prince Su's attitude, he sighed softly and went over to coax her.

Now, she really has a very powerful thigh, and he has to pamper her in every way.

Fortunately, he is a flexible man. He coaxes his concubine. That’s called coaxing. That’s called interest.

Since the leaders were willing to humble themselves and appease others, Ye Qingzhi stopped losing her temper.

After all, no matter how thick your thighs are, they are not there to protect you all the time. What's more, thick thighs are just decorations, their main function is to deter others, not for you to kick people with them in daily life.

If she wants to live a comfortable life, she has to rely on the Marquis and control him.

So, on the carriage back to the city, Ye Qingzhi reconciled with him. The two of them were so affectionate and sweet that they almost had an ancient version of sex in the car.

Ye Qingzhi wanted to save her face, so she slammed on the brakes and quickly cleaned herself and the Marquis up so as not to go out and embarrass herself.

"What did you say to your mother?" Xie Jin held her in his arms and asked her lazily.

"Mother said that Prince Su wanted her to have a child. Mother asked me if I wanted to have one. I said of course I wanted to have one. Giving me a younger brother would give me a support in the future. It would be more useful than giving birth to a child."

Ye Qingzhi said confidently,

"It's said that I'm happy without children and grandchildren, but I'm unhappy without my mother. My happiness in my old age depends on whether my mother can give birth to a big fat boy!"

Xie Jin, ...

Want a prince brother? !

If the relationship is good, it is indeed more secure than giving birth on your own.

However, Xie Jin felt unhappy after hearing this, and pinched her red and tender earlobe and asked her,

"Before you went to the manor, you swore to give me a big fat boy. Now you turn around and fool your mother. How can you be so embarrassed?"

In recent days, Xie Jin had a vague feeling that Ye was disliked.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, sometimes, when she looked at him, it was like, "Look at Prince Su, tsk tsk, then look at me, forget it, forget it, they can't be compared."

"As long as you are thick-skinned enough, you won't be embarrassed." Ye Qingzhi said with a smile.

"Besides, I am not trying to trick mother. I am helping her to consolidate her favor. Prince Su will definitely be delighted."

Xie Jin was speechless.

Looking at the fact that Prince Su’s old house is on fire… Never mind, let’s just be more respectful to the prince.

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After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Xie Jin went to the study to handle official business. Ye Qingzhi went back to her own courtyard to tidy up, then went to the mistress' courtyard to report for leave and pay her respects, and to get some information from the mistress.

"Mrs. Ye, you are so wise to hide away." Zhang Jingyi said when she saw her, "A lot of things happened in the Pingnan Marquis' Mansion in the past two days. It is very unsettled."

"What's the matter?" Ye Qingzhi asked with pretended curiosity.

Zhang Jingyi also told her that Madam Lan had suddenly fallen seriously ill and was unable to see anyone.

Xie Xiuhan actually knocked over Mrs. Lin's tablet at the anniversary ceremony.

Pingnan Hou was furious and removed his name from the family tree. He was no longer recorded under Madam Lin's name, but was just an adopted son, whose status was even lower than that of a concubine's son.

There was also the third master of the Anle Marquis' Mansion, Lin Qingyun, who came back from the battlefield in the south and beat up the Pingnan Marquis severely. He also said that even though Madam Lin had passed away, she and the Pingnan Marquis must divorce and that Madam Lin's grave must be moved back to the Anle Marquis' Mansion.

The Marquis of Pingnan would never agree to this and would never give in even if he was beaten half to death!

For Lin Qingwan, to be buried in the same coffin in life and death was the last obsession of Pingnan Hou.

There was no way he could let go.

In the end, the quarrel became so serious that it had to be left unresolved for the time being.

Ye Qingzhi was stunned when she heard this. She had not heard this news from Xie Jin.

However, after being stunned, Ye Qingzhi was more excited.

This Third Master Lin Qingyun is so brave!

well played!

"Madam, do you think it will work? Can Madam Lin's grave be moved back to Anle Marquis Mansion?"

Ye Qingzhi asked curiously.

"This kind of thing is against etiquette and law, and I have never heard of it. I can't say for sure."

Zhang Jingyi sighed and shook her head.

Ye Qingzhi also wanted to sigh.

When Lin Qingwan was alive, her family supported her divorce. It would have been better if she had not cared so much about her reputation.

"Let's not talk about these bad things. There is an interesting thing in the mansion..."

Zhang Jingyi smiled and told the story of how Aunt Qian dressed in white in the middle of the night to seduce the Marquis, but was mistaken for a female ghost.

Ye Qingzhi also laughed after hearing this.

Aunt Qian is really screwed this time.

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I need your help with. Right now, you and Aunt Su are the only noble concubines in the mansion. We can choose another noble concubine from among the three concubines who have given birth to children for me. Who do you think is suitable?"

Zhang Jingyi asked her.

Ye Qingzhi,...

Your boss asks you to talk to him/her and asks you to evaluate the strengths and weaknesses of your colleagues, and even involves their promotion. This is really a difficult problem in the workplace, and you may offend people!

When facing this kind of thing, the first principle you must remember is that there are no secrets in the workplace, no secrets, no secrets.

Don’t think that your leader is talking to you privately and no one else will know what you say. Don’t think that your leader asks for your opinion because he values ​​you and you will be moved and say everything. That would be really stupid!

"Madam, in this matter, it is the master who decides who to take as a concubine. How can a concubine like me have the say? If this gets out, those people will hate me to death."

Ye Qingzhi simply smiled and shirked responsibility.

"I asked my master, and he said I'll make the decision. Everyone in this room belongs to me, so you can have your say."

Zhang Jingyi said.

Seeing that things had come to this, Ye Qingzhi asked first, "Which one does Madam like the most?"

"All three have their own advantages and disadvantages, and it's hard to choose between them, so I'm struggling," said Zhang Jingyi.

"Then let's draw lots. Whoever draws the paper with 'Your Concubine' written on it will be the one." Ye Qingzhi blinked, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Zhang Jingyi, "???"