After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 110
Not far from the window, the voices of female family members talking and laughing came from the backyard.

As soon as Mrs. Zhao got out of bed, a female assistant came in to change her clothes.

There was a very large bronze mirror standing in the box, approaching it, Mrs. Zhao could see that the dark yellow on her face had become a little brighter, and her whole body was much more energetic.

And the wrist that was a little sore now no longer feels any tingling.

"It's really strange."

Mrs. Zhao was secretly startled. She felt that Song Yao's shop was not very reliable at first, so naturally she would not have a psychological effect and feel that her body had improved.

She walked down the stairs to the backyard, where Song Yao was tossing crushed ice with some sweet and sour fruits in it for the ladies present to try.

Ladies and gentlemen sat on the beauty couch with very soft cushions, eating ice and admiring the flowers.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao, Song Yao smiled and said, "Madam, would you like a bowl of crushed ice to relieve the heat?"

Cool off?

Mrs. Zhao looked at the sun, and suddenly found that although the sun was big, it was strange that there was a slight cold wind and the temperature was not very high where Song Yao was. She stood here and did not intend to escape home idea.

Looking at the plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums all over the yard again, Dayong is not the only one who can cultivate flowers in different seasons, which can be matched with all kinds of comfort before.

Mrs. Zhao felt that Song Yao must have set up some kind of formation here, or this is a place of geomantic omen, and she must have met an expert!

She stayed there for a purpose.

Now thinking of her husband at home, and the situation she encountered in recent days, the next Meng Jiangnu cried at the Great Wall, pulled Song Yao's clothes, and said with snot and tears: "Miss Song, little fairy, I am too fragile , please help me!"

Song Yao was taken aback by the sudden change, but she had an unexpected expression.

She has just helped Ma Ning and Yuefu solve major matters such as Feng Shui, and this matter will soon be publicized by some people.

At this time, people who got into trouble and couldn't solve it would come to her in admiration. Those people might not believe her great ability, but they would definitely have the idea of ​​"a dead horse as a living horse doctor".

Zhao is one of them.

She just heard people say that Song Yaodou broke Shan Zhi, at first she thought it was a rumor, and only wanted to buy a body cream until she came down from the stairs.

This completely changed my mind.

Song Yao saw Zhao's Ming Palace turned black this morning, so she knew she had something to hide.

"There are a lot of people here, Mrs. Zhao might as well go to the hut with me, if there is anything wrong, please tell me slowly, and I will see if I can help you solve it."

Song Yao knows the face best, as well as the formation of five elements and eight trigrams.

It is not possible to calculate the difficulties Mrs. Zhao encountered.

Mrs. Zhao nodded when she heard the words, and the two soon arrived at Song Yao's room in the backyard.

"It's Miss Six." After sitting down for a while, Mrs. Zhao said slowly, "It's a bit embarrassing to say... The problem I encountered is actually related to my husband."

Mrs. Zhao is a young lady from a merchant family. Her husband is a fifth-rank official and works in the Imperial Academy.

Mr. Zhao was born in a poor family. He relied on his ability to sit in his current position all the way through the scientific examination.

The concubine's room was forced into him by the mother of the family. Because of the birth of a son, the mother was more expensive than the son, so she lost her slavery and became a good concubine.

The husband and wife have walked along the way and tolerated each other. They can be described as a pair of immortal couples in Chang'an City.

However, just when Mrs. Zhao thought that she could live happily with her master for the rest of her life, her master went crazy and was fascinated by an outsider. In addition to the initial guilt and anxiety, he even threatened to divorce her.

As an official, it is a big taboo to privately raise concubines and destroy wives!If it is found out by those at the Yushitai, if you have nothing to read, you will lose your official position if you fail to keep it!
"... At my age, if I break up with him, it will have a bad influence on my son, but I am not willing to reconcile with him like this. Besides, I always feel that my husband seems to be raped by that outsider." Fa, that's why you want to make peace with me regardless."

As Mrs. Zhao said, she looked at Song Yao cautiously. Many women in this world are trapped by love and regard their husbands as their gods. This is their duty, but men can have three wives and four concubines.

A stupid woman always thinks that her husband has lived among thousands of flowers, but not a single leaf touches his body.

Mrs. Zhao knew that when things got to this point, many people thought her husband had changed his mind a long time ago, but she insisted on thinking that the women outside played tricks, and even her parents laughed at her as crazy.

Is it possible that the woman outside can still seduce her man with that enchanting technique?
"Miss Song, Feng said that Feng is going to leave, how can Yun stay? I really have no choice but to ask you to help me find that woman!"

Seeing that she couldn't help crying, Song Yao passed a handkerchief up.

"No need, Ms. Song, it's good for me to wipe the hem of your clothes."

Song Yao: "..."

Song Yao choked up for a moment, rubbed her eyebrows and said, "Mrs. Zhao, don't cry. That's it. I see your face. You have a deep relationship with your children and an excellent relationship with your peach blossoms. It stands to reason that middle and old age should be smooth, with a full house of children and grandchildren, husband and wife The relationship is harmonious. But now, your life palace is faintly gray, showing bad luck."

"When I was studying formations, I happened to see a seven-star peach blossom formation. This formation can not only keep men away, but also gather wealth and keep them safe. Some Fengshui masters can use a compass to align their directions and place them on seven sides. Bronze mirror and peach blossom can form a formation. But whether the other party has used this formation, you need to see it yourself to confirm."

"Then, can this formation be broken?" Mrs. Zhao asked.

"Naturally."

Mrs. Zhao was so overjoyed that she even forgot to shed tears, "The little Bodhisattva and the god are alive, if you help the believer to solve this matter, the believer would like to be a vegetarian for the rest of her life, in exchange for your academic advancement, and you will not be ridiculed if you don't fail the first place in the exam."

Song Yao: "..."

There is no need to expose my scars.

Mrs. Zhao was very happy, because she felt that since Song Yao was able to explain the formation so clearly, she probably had the confidence to solve her problem.

"I don't know if the little master needs me to bring my husband back to the mansion when he looks at the formation?"

Song Yao sighed, "Family flowers can't call back a fishy one... Cough, anyway, you go home first, I will secretly investigate tomorrow, after confirming, I will set up a battle for Mrs. Zhao at home, within half a month, Mr. Zhao I will be able to calm down and live with you in peace."

Although Song Yao was ordinary in appearance, she was very temperamental. When she looked at the other party, her quiet eyes could easily make the other party feel convincing.

Madam Zhao gritted her teeth, choked with sobs and said, "Okay! It's up to Ms. Song whether I can make this lost lamb go home and make it a roast whole lamb!"

Song Yao: "...You're welcome, Butcher Zhao."

(End of this chapter)