The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

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"Master!" Steward Wang from the East Courtyard hurried into the yard and looked a little embarrassed when he saw the extra members of the Song family in the house.

Liu Zhi knew that something had happened, which was why Butler Wang was so anxious to report it, but he hesitated because there were members of the Song family in the room.

He frowned.

"Nothing, there are only my father-in-law and mother-in-law in the room, no outsiders, just tell me directly."

Butler Wang: But this is a bit embarrassing to talk about.

Steward Wang secretly glanced at Liu Zhi. Seeing Liu Zhi's sharp look, he immediately swallowed his thoughts of persuading the young master to listen alone, and said honestly:

"Master, General Shen Du has sent troops to surround our Liu Mansion. Tell me, tell me..."

Liu Zhi's face darkened: "What did you say!"

Steward Wang didn't dare to look at his master's expression. He quickly and fearfully finished his message: "Since the master treats the lady badly, he should be the one taking care of her. Someone like you, cold and irrational, is not suitable for her."

As soon as the words fell, the already quiet atmosphere in the room fell into an even more desolate state, mixed with a sense of awkwardness.

Liu Zhi's face turned red with shame as he was told in front of him by his love rival that he couldn't take good care of his wife, and his father-in-law, mother-in-law, elder brother-in-law and younger brother-in-law also saw it.

Liu Zhi's face turned pale and then red.

He tried hard to calm down, suppressing his anger and looking at the Song family with a serious expression.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, your son-in-law has something to do, so I won't entertain you for now."

Song's father and mother looked at each other. Song's father was the most particular about etiquette. He coughed, automatically ignored what he had just heard, and said coldly: "Well, you go first."

Leaving the Song family to take care of Qingyin, Liu Zhi strode straight out the gate.

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At the gate of Liu Mansion.

Two men of equally superior appearance stood on both sides in a state of confrontation, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Liu Zhi looked at the man riding a horse opposite him, who also looked like an immortal, and his eyes were filled with anger: "Shen Du, you secretly sent troops to surround my Liu Mansion. Aren't you afraid of His Majesty's blame?"

The previous second, Shen Du, who was dressed in a long white robe and looked ethereal, had a sneer on his face, looking like a cold-faced immortal. The next second, his tone with a hint of dialect completely destroyed the ethereal temperament that came with his appearance.

"Bullshit! Did I send any soldiers? They didn't even bring any weapons. I just couldn't sit still, so I came to visit you."

Hearing this, Liu Zhi frowned and even his face began to turn pale.

Shen Ducai didn't care how furious his old rival was. He was still thinking about Qingyin and said, "A cold-hearted and clueless man like you should set Miss Song free. Ha, Miss Song has only been married to you for two years, and you've let her get this serious illness. I think people like you are born to be unlucky. In my opinion, if you can't take care of her, you should let someone else do it!"

Liu Zhi was very angry at Shen Du's shameless words. His mouth twitched and he blurted out subconsciously, "If I can't take good care of her, then who can? You?"

Hearing this, Shen Du, who had an air of fairy on his face but a vulgar tone, showed a shy expression, "If Miss Song is willing, I am willing too."

The soldiers and guards from the general's mansion who were listening showed an attitude of praise.

As expected of their young general, he is shameless, bah, smart, but he doesn't care about his reputation just to marry Miss Song.

Feeling the sympathetic gazes of the people around him, Liu Zhi's face darkened: "..."

Damn, this guy has absolutely no shame.

Liu Zhi, who has always been gentle and polite and thinks swear words are vulgar, cursed in his heart.

On this side, Shen Du surrounded the Liu Mansion for Qingyin, but he didn't know that his news was secretly learned by a clever servant in the mansion and reported to Shen's mother in the mansion.

In the summer, the sun is too strong, so Shen's mother, who doesn't like to go out, just stays at home to enjoy the cool air and drink tea.

Shen's mother, whose full name is Gu Yanran, is the younger sister of the current emperor, the eldest princess. She has had a very good relationship with the current emperor since childhood and is now married to his ideal husband, General Shen. Because of the general's share and the ice sent by her younger brothers in the palace, she has more than enough ice to use up.

"Princess, Princess, something bad has happened!"

But today, the eldest princess, who was always elegant and leisurely, could not help but spit out the tea in her mouth after hearing the report from the little maid.

"What did you say? Xiaodu sent guards to surround the Liu Mansion. Fuzhu, did you say something wrong, or did I hear it wrong?"

Mother Shen looked hopefully at the little maid Fuzhu who came running over.

Bok Joo looked embarrassed and shook her head.

Mother Shen's eyes lit up, "More, you are wrong."

"No, Princess, I haven't finished speaking yet. Our young master surrounded the Liu Mansion because of Miss Song. He said...he said that since Minister Liu couldn't take good care of Miss Song, he should set Miss Song free and let him take care of her."

After hearing the words, Shen's mother was stunned and her heart died.

A few minutes passed.

Bok Joo secretly looked at the princess's expression.

The usually elegant eldest princess had a distorted expression on her face, but when she looked over, she returned to her usual elegant demeanor.

Fuzhu breathed a sigh of relief. Well, it turned out that she had seen it wrong. Princesses like them were always elegant, so how could they have such a distorted expression?

Facing the servants brought from the palace, Shen's mother still had the expression of an elegant princess. From this point of view, Shen Du's usual pretentious fairy-like appearance was completely a filial piety.

Mother Shen tried to close her eyes for a moment, swallowing the anger that wanted to hit her son. She said in a serious tone, "Prepare your palace clothes and follow me to the palace to meet His Majesty immediately."

"Yes, princess."

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