Ninety-eighth bowl of soup (three)

It was useless for Lan Fang to object, Pei Deyong had the final say in the Marquis's Mansion. Even though she was unhappy with crying and obstructing her, her brother still carried her to the yard of the main room.

Brother is still young, not yet fully two years old, and he is trembling in his path, and he doesn't speak very clearly. On weekdays, Lan Fang doesn't take him much. Because Wei Yinglan gave birth to a daughter but gave birth to a son, Lan Fang is very proud and puts forward the master's poem. She was originally a maid in Pei Deyong's study, and she knows a few words and is quite literary. After Wei Yinglan got married, Lan Fang tried her best to read and write, wanting to find some common topics with Pei Deyong. When Brother was born, she even thought that she could not be looked down upon. Brother would be successful in the future, and she was waiting to enjoy her happiness.

The child is very forgot about his nature, so he will not think about it even if he doesn't see him for a few days. It's not like Wei Yinglan treating his sister. If he can't see anyone for a while, his sister will not be able to play and must find her mother. She is a delicate little girl, who loves to act coquettishly and caringly, and it's no wonder that Wei Yinglan's heart is broken.

Qinghuan hugged Brother in his arms. The little guy was a small one, with round eyes, white and tender skin, and red lips and white teeth. He looked very cute. He looked very much like Pei Deyong, and he was carved from the same mold, but he had nothing similar to Lan Fang. He was always carried by the wet nurse, but he was obedient and not disturbed. He was just curious because he rarely came to Wei Yinglan's house and felt it was fresh, and his big eyes were spinning around and looking around.

Qinghuan reached out and poked her tender cheeks. He was not angry. He stretched out his hand to hug her fingers and stuffed her into his mouth to chew. Recently, it was time to grow teeth, and he had to chew on everything. Qinghuan chuckled. This was the first time that his wife laughed after her death. The servants who served her around her breathed a sigh of relief. The wife was kind-hearted, and they all received favors. The lady was gone, and the wife was seriously ill. The servants who were grateful for their kindness were not feeling well.

The wet nurse next to her saw the lady reaching out to touch the young master's tender face, and her heart was in her throat. She was Lan Fang's person, and she always led her brother. Qinghuan used her hand to tease her brother. She was obviously gentle, but in her eyes she became the wife's young master. Look at the terrible expression on her face, maybe she had some big moves to harm people! After all, my brother came out of Lan Fang's belly. Because she was the wet nurse who took care of her brother, she also benefited a lot. Whoever in the Marquis's house had to call her mother politely when she saw her.

"Madam, I'm afraid I'm hungry, please give him to me." As he said that, he was about to hug him, and his hand reached out, but was pushed away by the maid beside Qinghuan.

The maid's name is Xiaohuan. She came from Wei Yinglan's mother's house and was loyal to Wei Yinglan. "Madam didn't say anything. What's wrong with you here? You won't retreat!"

The wet nurse did not retreat, and looked at Qinghuan with her eyes: "Madam, please be fine. My brother is so young. If you have any dissatisfaction, just come as my servant! My brother is innocent!"

There were still tears in his eyes. If anyone saw him, he would definitely think that Mrs. Hou was narrow-minded and viciously wanted to kill the concubine's son. When the wet nurse cried, Xiaohuan's face looked bad: "What do you mean? The lady takes care of her children and still has to worry about you here? She is talking nonsense, afraid that she would ask someone to pull you out and put dozens of boards to obey."

Qinghuan said lightly: "Take her down." He had no intention of keeping anyone.

The wet nurse was shocked and shouted, "I am my wet nurse! Who dares to treat me like this? I serve my aunt! I have raised my brother!" After that, I asked Qinghuan again, "Madam, please spare me, please spare me, there are a lot of my wife, I am used to taking care of me, and I can't leave others! If I am not here, I will cry!"

"Is that right?" Qing Huan took his finger out of Brother'er's mouth and wiped it with a veil, smiling without humanity. "So what?"

"It's just a wet nurse, so I really take myself seriously." Xiao Huan sneered and asked someone to drag the wet nurse down. He said that the wife had prepared everything on her side, and Lan Fang also wanted to ask the wet nurse to come with her. She wanted to put a sperm around her or wanted to separate Mrs. Ying? There was always someone who didn't know how much he weighed, which was the whole Hou's mansion was in a mess.

Not only the wet nurse, but Qing Huan, who once cared for Brother, had replaced all the servants Qing Huan. At first, Brother could not find the familiar wet nurse and cried. Qing Huan hugged and coaxed her for a long time, and then played with her, and then she cried and asked the new wet nurse to hold her, and then she went to bed after eating her breasts.

The little one was nestled on the bed, almost negligible. Qinghuan also got on the bed after washing up. The little guy sucked his thumb and slept soundly. She stared at her for a while, her eyes were extremely gentle, and the soft and tender child was as cute as a furry animal.

Pei Deyong knew that she was still sad and did not come to disturb her during dinner, but he still slept here at night. The servants were waiting for him to wash, so he followed him into bed. Qinghuan ignored him and didn't say anything, just looking at the only cub who was carefree and knew how to sleep.

After a long time, it was late at night, and the two were still speechless. Pei Deyong didn't know if his wife was asleep. He didn't dare to touch her now or talk to her. It was different from her previous self. In the past, no matter how she made a fuss, he always smiled, neither angry nor annoyed, but he didn't care. Wei Yinglan was his wife, he respected her, but he never understood what "love" she wanted. "... Yinglan."

In the dark night, Pei Deyong had some courage, as if he had found himself as usual and was no longer so timid.

Qinghuan didn't say anything. Pei Deyong thought she was asleep and sighed softly, but he never thought that she suddenly said, "Marty, you still have to do what you promised me? Is it my child in the future?"

Pei Deyong nodded: "Yes."

"Okay." Qinghuan smiled slightly, Pei Deyong could not see it. "Since that's the case, please help me."

Pei Deyong was stunned for a moment.

The next morning, Lan Fang came to "please" her wife. Although it was a rule, the wealthy families had many wives and concubines, and the family was generally unwilling to see any concubines. In addition to setting rules, they were too lazy to watch it on weekdays. When Wei Yinglan first got married, Lan Fang was still a girl from the house. At first, she came to pay tribute. Later, she was helped by the concubine and gave birth to a son, and she never saw anyone again.

It is normal for Pei Deyong to have a girl with a wife before marriage. For other people who have been married, Pei Deyong has only one wife, and it is very rare that he has never given a title because he has not married. Wei Yinglan knew about this before marriage. Although she felt uncomfortable, she couldn't say anything. Therefore, after marriage, she didn't want to see Lan Fang at all. She was not harsh and completely pretended that this person did not exist.

Lan Fang also had a deep affection for Pei Deyong. She was originally a mo-servant girl, but later Pei Deyong's mother saw that she was a regular person, handsome and pretty figure, so she decided to give Pei Deyong a face. Pei Deyong was not fond of romantic affairs. He was a general and was not very interested in any love for children. Except for his wife Wei Yinglan who could make him helpless and wrong, he was the same for everyone, even if Lan Fang had given birth to a son for herself.

When she was a maid, Lan Fang was afraid that she would be allowed to the servant at will, and later became a wife. She loved the handsome and tall Pei Deyong and thought to herself that even if the Marquis wanted to marry a wife in the future, she would be satisfied if she could serve him. Later, people's greed was like a snowball, growing bigger and bigger, and she didn't say she would stop on her own initiative.

After giving birth to a son, Lan Fang already felt that she could be on par with Wei Yinglan, and even had a strange ambition that she felt that she could still have a day to be upright.

Brother is her magic weapon and her dependence. But who can guarantee that Wei Yinglan will not be able to give birth to a son in the future? So...

It was just a temporary solution to ask Wei Yinglan to take away his brother. Lan Fang could not really raise her child for Wei Yinglan, so she came here early in the morning under the name of paying tribute. Because it was still early, she didn't let someone report and just stood outside and waited.

Qinghuan, who was still sleeping inside, knew it and didn't care much. It was useless to use her with bitter meat schemes. If you like it, stand. There is still snow today.

Lan Fang knew that the second master was resting here yesterday, otherwise she wouldn't have to stand outside for so long. But it was snowing. Seeing a thick layer of skin fell on her shoulders, it was so cold that the soles of her shoes seemed to be soaked. The master inside was not awake, and the servant passing by her didn't ask a question.

What she said about standing up, even if she cries to death, she has to persevere.

My brother had to take milk and pee at night. He got up several times back and forth. Qinghuan and Pei Deyong did not sleep well. Therefore, it was dawn and the two adults and one baby were still sleeping soundly. When they woke up, the snow had accumulated deep palms. The breakfast was hot and cold, and the water for washing was ready.

At this moment, Xiaohuan came up to report that his aunt was coming and was waiting in the corridor outside.

The snow was too heavy, and the bitter meat plan had to be done within her ability, so although no one asked her, Lan Fang took the initiative to go to the corridor to take shelter from the snow, but it was still very cold. When she entered the house, a heat mixed with the aroma of food came to her face, which made her feel uncomfortable when she was about to freeze to death.

Pei Deyong sat for breakfast, looked at her and frowned: "What are you doing in this weather?"
Chapter completed!