The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

Song Jiu: "..."

Wasn't comforted.

"I knew you were rich from the time you proposed marriage, but I didn't expect you to have so much property. I'm so tired, can you just ignore it?"

Outsiders said that Prince Qin was as rich as anyone in the country, but in her opinion, it was clearly Xiao Qinghan, the big-tailed wolf, who was the rich one.

Judging from the general ledger, what was sent today is only half of the details.

"No." Xiao Qinghan smiled, stood behind Song Jiu, and carefully pinched her shoulders: "You can leave things to the people below, but the leadership must still be in your hands."

"Then it will be the same as it was in the past, and it will be the same in the future."

"No."

Song Jiu: "Why?"

"Uncle King Qin is not happy."

To be honest, he didn't expect that on the second day after he got married, Uncle Qin rushed to his study, slapped his table and shouted: "I have been working as a horse for you for so many years, it's time for me to take a rest." .”

Then...since the account books were delivered, he naturally ordered Tang Hai to bring them to the main courtyard.

When Song Jiu heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

"There is plenty of time to watch slowly, let's eat first." Xiao Qinghan said, bent down, picked up Song Jiu by the waist, and strode towards the flower hall.

……

The next day, Song Jiu came back!

Since dawn, Mrs. Fang has been busy in the mansion. Chu Yin and Song Yue followed Mrs. Fang, following her instructions to welcome Song Jiu back home.

At three o'clock in the morning, the excited voice of the boy outside the door spread throughout the front yard.

"Fifth Miss, Fifth Uncle is back."

Fang suddenly stood up from the chair and strode outside.

"Father, mother!"

Song Jiu saw Song Xun and Fang walking in the front, shook off Xiao Qinghan's hand and ran over.

Xiao Qinghan: "..."

So love disappears so quickly?

"Eldest brother, eldest sister-in-law, second brother, third brother, fourth sister." Song Jiu looked behind and called people one by one.

Although I haven't seen him for two days, I feel like I've been away from home for a long time.

"I'm finally back. My parents have been looking forward to you all morning." Song Yan hummed.

Song Jiu: "Oh, only my parents are looking forward to my coming back. Third brother, don't you look forward to me?"

Song Yan was choked!

Chu Yin and Song Yue happily pulled Song Jiu into the house.

Xiao Qinghan looked at his young daughter-in-law who left without looking back, touched her nose, and respectfully saluted several people with clasped fists.

"My son-in-law pays homage to his father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother."

"Stop standing outside, sit inside." Fang said with a smile.

When Xiao Qinghan followed Song Xun and his wife into the main hall, she saw a soft and glutinous dumpling already sitting in Song Jiu's arms.

Xiaotuanzi put his arms around Song Jiu's neck, pouted his lips, and kissed her fair side of the face.

Song Jiu laughed so hard that her branches trembled. She hugged the little guy and kissed him back: "Qiuqiu is such a cute little girl."

Xiao Qinghan: "..."

Seeing my daughter-in-law hugging other men and calling other men cute, I still feel like I can’t get angry...

What a shame!

Well, even if that man is just a two-year-old breast dumpling, it still doesn't affect someone's secret jealousy.

"Where's Xiaobai?" Song Jingqiu asked in a sweet voice.

Song Jiu smiled and replied: "In the palace, if Qiuqiu misses it, my aunt will take you to the palace."

When Song Jingqiu heard this, she immediately became excited. She clenched her fists and howled: "Go, go, go to the palace and marry my aunt."

In the little guy's mind, his little aunt married into Prince Yan's Mansion, and if he went there, it would be equivalent to marrying his little aunt.

Chu Yin laughed and took the person back: "Don't make trouble with your little aunt, I will hold you."     "No." Song Jingqiu turned her head and decisively refused, pointing to the door: "Wine (go), wine... …Go to the palace.”

Very persistent.

Song Jiu pinched his nose and chuckled: "Don't worry, I'll take you with me when I leave later."

So, when Song Jiu, who had stayed at the Song family for a day, left, he packed up Song Jingqiu and took him away, along with the wet nurse and Chu Yin's maid Wen Xia.

That night, Song Jingqiu occupied his bed.

Xiao Qinghan looked shocked and incredulous, with a hint of grievance flashing in his deep pupils: "He still wants to sleep in my bed?"

Song Jiu touched her nose nonchalantly and suggested, "You're a kid, you're afraid of strangers. Why don't you go to the front yard for a while these nights?"

"What? You want me to go to the front yard for a few nights?" Xiao Qinghan's resentment went straight to Tianling, and she stared at the little baby who was sleeping soundly with her butt propped out.

After only two days of marriage, is his happy life about to be waved goodbye to him?

Can this be tolerated?

Gritting his teeth, Xiao Qinghan decisively lifted the quilt, straightened Song Jingqiu, who was sleeping sprawled out, and got into bed.

He said confidently: "The bed is so big, the three of us can sleep together."

Song Jiu: "Well, what if I turn over and crush Qiuqiu?"

"Then put him on your other side and I'll hold you to sleep, making sure you don't roll over and crush him."

Song Jiu: "..."

As soon as the negative words came to his lips, he swallowed them back looking at the man's aggrieved look, and silently carried Song Jingqiu inside.

As soon as she put it down, a force came from her waist in the next moment, encircling her whole body and hugging her tightly.

Song Jiu exclaimed and pushed Xiao Qinghan.

"Jiujiu, don't move."

Xiao Qinghan's muffled, slightly depressed voice came from above her head. In the darkness, Song Jiu's ears quickly turned red and she didn't dare to move.

……

Time flies by and March has passed in the blink of an eye!

The property Xiao Qinghan handed over to Song Jiu has been slowly taken over, and the dowry given to her by the Song family is also extremely generous. After a few months of marriage, Song Jiu was so busy that she had almost no time to spare. Fortunately, the stewards Xiao Qinghan sent her were all For a capable person, she hardly needs her repeated instructions on some small matters, and the people below will arrange them clearly.

For Song Jiu's convenience, two of the stewards were women, both of whom were quick and shrewd in their work.

The two mothers-in-law did not look down on the little maid next to Song Jiu because of her youth, but instead deliberately taught her.

In the end, it was discovered that the quiet and silent girl Ruxue was the most talented in calculating accounts. If she was taken care of well, she would definitely become the most capable helper around the princess in the future.

Song Jiu is naturally happy to see the success.

Hua Chao cast a resentful and suspicious look at Ruxue for the umpteenth time: "The two of us entered the Song Mansion together and were chosen to be beside the princess together. When did you secretly learn to settle accounts behind my back?"

Ruxue was silent for a moment: "Maybe... she is gifted?"

Hua Chao: "..."

Really, if you don’t say anything, we will still be good friends.

"Hua Chao, let's go." After finishing washing, Song Jiu walked out of the room and said to Hua Chao.

Hua Chao snorted at Ruxue, twisted her neck and walked away with Song Jiu arrogantly.

The carriage walked all the way to Chongwu Street and finally stopped at the back door of Jishi Medical Center.

Hua Chao stepped forward and knocked on the door. Soon, the door opened from the inside.

"Uncle Hu." Hua Chao called.

Uncle Hu responded with a smile, then looked behind Hua Chao and said respectfully: "Miss."

Uncle Hu was the servant hired by Wen Yuanlang to take care of their father and son's daily life. Since they were both grown men, it was not convenient to hire a mother-in-law.

He knew that Song Jiu was the big boss behind his master, but he didn't know Song Jiu's true identity. Hearing the father and son call her "Miss," he followed suit.

Song Jiu nodded: "Uncle Hu, is Uncle Wen here?"

"Yes, yes, please come in, Miss." Uncle Hu said, turning sideways and making an invitation gesture.

Wen Yuanlang heard the sound in the room and strode out