idle mistress

Chapter 137 The Delicate and Expensive Visitor

It's different from the arrogant and high-spirited Yang Shi; she is soft-hearted and easy to talk, this kind of person is the best to deal with.

Once she agreed, she would drag the mistress into the water, and from then on, the Xu family would have to help her hide the truth.

This is of no benefit to myself.

As soon as Feng's words came out, Haitang immediately reacted, and she interrupted on the spot without caring about her dignity, "Aunt Feng, you should find someone else for this crime. Our master has His Highness's blood, even if it is to save money for the child." Fu, and will never do things that are detrimental to Yin virtue."

When Feng Shi heard this, he immediately became anxious.

She knelt on the ground and moved quickly to Xu Weiqiu with her knees, and grabbed her skirt:
"My lady, I beg you, as long as I pass this test, I guarantee that I will keep myself clean and safe in the future, and will never see that Xingshen again."

"You get up and talk first." Xu Weiqiu got up to help her, but Feng's heart was determined, kneeling at her feet just couldn't bear it.

Her posture made Xu Weiqiu feel that the other party was about to rush to the shelf, and he was the duck.

Her face sank, and she said, "If you want to insist on kneeling, then kneel."

Seeing that her face became gloomy and unhappy, Feng's heart skipped a beat. Although they are both women of King Ling, they don't interact much on weekdays. She is still not sure about Xu's temper, so she hesitated. After a while, he finally stood up dawdly.

Xu Weiqiu's face looked better now.

She looked at Feng and said, "Sister Feng, let me tell you, in my eyes, all life is equal, regardless of high or low. The arrival of any life is a gift from heaven."

She is not willing to kill a life with her own hands, even if it is an unformed embryo.

Haitang is right, even for the sake of the child in her womb, she can't do that. Although she is not superstitious, she doesn't believe in gods or ghosts, but she believes in karma.

"But I can come forward and ask the prince for you, and let him help you and the monk Xingshen." In her opinion, this is the best way to deal with it. Lovers will eventually get married, and there will be one less grudge in the palace. Ladies, everyone is happy.

At this time, Xu Weiqiu still felt that his husband was easy to talk to.

Zhao Yan's doting on her in recent years made her forget why she had kept away from the Young Master, and how unkind and cruel her husband was in Guhuang Mountain back then.

However, Feng Shi was sober. Hearing what she said, his face turned blue and white.

The woman in front of him is still too naive, but he is not stupid.

Who is this mausoleum king? He is the regent king who is in charge of the imperial court soldiers.

All men in this world have the same virtue.

They can turn a blind eye to any of their wives and concubines, but they will never tolerate any woman pouring dirty water on his head.

Once the King of Mausoleum finds out about this, he will die without a place to bury him.

Still pleading?Doesn't that mean digging your own grave?
Even if the King of Mausoleum really spared her, it would be embarrassing for a woman to lose her virginity; her family wanted to save face, and would be ashamed of having a daughter like her.

Outsiders point and point, at that time, I am afraid that I will become a rat crossing the street that everyone shouts and beats.

What's more, she was only fascinated by ghosts for a while, and she had an affair with that monk, a dewy marriage, and she never thought of spending a lifetime with that monk.

This Xingshen is just an abandoned baby, who begs everywhere when he was a child, and grew up by stealing, abducting and robbing.

What else does he have besides having a good skin?He can't even support himself, what can he use to support himself?

She is the daughter of the Feng family who was pampered and spoiled. Although she does not get the favor of her husband in this mausoleum mansion, she has no worries about her clothes.

Food, clothing, and use, whichever is not excellence, is a blessing that women outside can't cultivate in a few lifetimes.

A woman with the title of king of the mausoleum can enjoy the glory and wealth inexhaustibly. She can almost have everything she wants except that she can't enjoy the joy of fish and water. Once she leaves the palace, she is nothing.

Feng Shi shook her head like crazy: "Your Majesty, this matter must never be done. Once His Highness finds out about this matter, I will die without a place to bury him. And I have already broken up with that Xing Shen. I... I don't want to either. Leave the palace."

Xu Weiqiu frowned, and murmured: "If you don't want to, then it will be difficult."

Seeing this, Mrs. Feng did not dare to force her, so she hurriedly knelt down, lowered her head and sobbed, and complained: "If the empress is not willing, the concubine has to figure out a way for herself. This matter is related to the concubine's reputation and life, and I hope you can do it again." Your Majesty will keep it a secret for me."

She cried miserably, and Haitang behind her began to doubt herself. She felt that she was not kind, and that he cried so sadly, but she didn't feel sorry for her at all. Instead, she felt that this person asked for it.

I don't love myself, and I still make it as if I have been wronged so much. When I come here to cry, who will I cry for?
But she didn't dare to say this in person. If the person involved was not around at the moment, she would really have said that to her master.

For a while, Xu Weiqiu couldn't make up his mind, so he said, "You go back first, and I'll think of other ways."

Feng's words were just excuses, and left with his head bowed in disappointment.

After they walked away, Xu Weiqiu and Haitang looked at each other, and said, "Haitang, what do you mean?"

Haitang seized the opportunity and quickly persuaded, "Madam, let's leave this matter alone."

"I'm the mistress of the house, can I let it go? Let me think about it again..."

The conversation has come to this point, knowing that the master has always been assertive, Haitang didn't say anything more.

At this time, Xu Weiqiu suddenly thought of another matter. She seemed to have misunderstood someone.

I remembered yesterday that my husband happily brought gifts to please me, but I poured cold water on him.

Between husband and wife, I didn't give him enough trust. Thinking of this, Xu Weiqiu felt guilty.

That clay doll is still so delicate, so cute.Yi'er will definitely like it when she sees it, and it can add a lot of color to her bedroom, what a pity...

Thinking of the appearance of the man shaking his sleeves and leaving after being irritated by her, she felt ashamed for her unreasonable trouble.

Xu Weiqiu, if you don't make a fuss, you will make a fuss, and you have to find a way to remedy it.

So, that day, this delicate and expensive visitor was welcomed in a certain room in the Mausoleum Palace.

The cooks and cooks in the kitchen stared dumbfounded at their head mother, who was squatting in front of the sink washing vegetables with her sleeves rolled up.

A cook stepped forward cautiously and said, "Your Majesty, let the servants come."

Xu Weiqiu turned around and refused straight away: "No, I'll do it myself."

After looking at the crowd again, he realized that his existence had caused them a lot of trouble.

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