The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

The news that Princess Jin had sent several bolts of brocade did not go away. On this day, Mrs. Fang asked Xiu Niang to come to measure her body and prepare to make winter clothes for Song Yue and Song Jiu. As soon as she entered the mansion, the old lady called Mrs. Fang Went to Ning'an Hall.

The maid opened the curtain and let Fang enter the flower hall. As soon as she entered, a wave of warmth rushed over her face, dispelling the chill from Fang's body.

"I've met my mother, my mother Wanan." Fang curtseyed.

Then, Song Yuanqi and Song Yuanzhu greeted Fang.

"Auntie is auspicious."

Surrounded by pearls and emerald greens, the young girl is charming and cute with her sweet smile.

Fang glanced at the two of them, gave a faint grace, and then looked at the old lady: "I don't know what your mother told me to come here?"

The old lady looked down at Fang Shi, the dissatisfaction in her eyes could hardly be concealed.

Today Fang is wearing a satin lotus beige and a set of emerald headgear. She looks gorgeous and impresses with wealth.

The matriarch of the majestic General's Mansion is dressed like a vixen, no wonder Song Xun is fascinated by Gou.

But the contempt in my heart is contempt, the old lady dare not say what is in her heart in front of her face, not to mention that Song Xun is protecting her, even if Fang is not weak, the old lady has something to do today, so she will not mess with it at this time Fang is unhappy.

"I heard that Princess Jin sent several bolts of cloud brocade. The fourth and fifth sons have too many new clothes to wear. There is no need to make more new ones. It would be a waste. Why don't you give them to Yuan Qi and Yuan Zhu? As a family, when you get beautiful materials, you should think of your sisters."

The old lady said confidently.

Fang's eyes almost fell out of their sockets in shock.

How can the old lady say such shameless words.

Luckily, Fang suppressed her anger, and said with a smirk: "Mother, is it because Erfang is so poor that he can't open the pot? I can't even make new clothes and want to hit my daughter. As an aunt, I You can't just watch your nieces freeze to death, and then open the storeroom and let them each pick a piece of fabric and go back to make new clothes."

When Song Yuanqi and Song Yuanzhu heard this, their faces became hot immediately, as if they had been slapped invisibly.

Fang clearly said that they came to grab something...

This... this... If it gets out, they will lose their reputation.

"Auntie, I don't have one." As a concubine, Song Yuanzhu was inconspicuous in the mansion. She was attached to Song Yuanqi, and she was already cautious in her life. This would make her face turn red with embarrassment, and she almost slipped in.

"Fang, what do you mean, are you deliberately humiliating them like beggars? As a general's wife, this is your bearing?" The old lady stared at Fang sternly, and said angrily.

What does it mean to let each of them pick a piece of fabric.

Send the beggar?

Fang's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said bluntly: "I don't know what kind of tolerance I am, don't I give the junior gifts and rewards during the festivals? We have already separated from the second room, and the general feels sorry for his younger brother who has less salary to support the whole family. It's not easy, and I don't make much money, since mother doesn't bother to ask for things from me, why would she ask for the brocade from Yue'er and Jiu'er."

"You...you..." The old lady was so angry that she choked hard, pointing at Fang Shi, she couldn't find a word to refute it.

At this time, a maid hurriedly raised the curtain and walked in.

"Madam, Miss Fifth is here."

The old lady said angrily: "Here he is, why are you panicking?"

The servant girl looked confused, not knowing what to do, and said anxiously: "No, Miss Fifth is leading a lot of people with sticks in her hand..."

With that angry look, it was obvious that the visitor was not kind.

Halfway through the conversation, there was a "crash", and Song Jiu held a long stick and opened the curtain.

Immediately afterwards, a group of maidservants filed in, and at a glance, there were as many as a dozen of them, and they brought all the servants of Chenxiangyuan here.

The old lady's face darkened, and she was extremely ugly: "Song Jiu, why are you crazy?"

"Grandmother was joking. Here is my house. I can go wherever I want with people. How can I become crazy?" Song Jiu's beautiful eyes were full of coldness, she looked at the old lady faintly, and then turned her head to look at the old lady. Fang: "Mother, do you think I'm crazy?"

Fang shook her head in a hurry: "Nonsense, it's nothing if you take off the roof."

When the old lady heard the mother and daughter singing and drinking, she blushed and her neck became thick with anger.

"Presumptuous, this is my Ning An Hall."

The mother and daughter simply didn't take her seriously.

Song Jiu didn't care about the old lady's anger. When she turned her eyes, she fell on Song Yuanqi and Song Yuanzhu: "I heard that the two younger sisters are going to steal my things. I don't know who gave you the illusion that I'm a soft persimmon. Whatever you want?"

After saying that, she threw the wooden stick in her hand to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the maids and women behind Song Jiu also put their sticks on the ground and made a loud noise, as if they were going to poke a hole in the ground.

Everyone's face was filled with the same cold and evil spirit as Song Jiu's, which made Song Yuanqi and Song Yuanzhu tremble.

"I...I don't." Song Yuanzhu shook his head reflexively, his face was pale.

Anyone in the Song family can be a soft persimmon, but it will never be Song Jiu.

She regretted to death that she followed Song Yuanqi here.

"That's why you fell in love with my brocade and wanted to snatch it back to make new clothes. How poor are your second uncles and aunts? They can't even afford a decent piece of material, and you've fallen to the point of stealing other people's things." Song Jiu looked at Song Yuanqi without blinking, and said expressionlessly: "Song Yuanqi, it seems that I am too polite to you. You are so brave that you dare to miss my things. Let me tell you, there is no door."

As she spoke, she swung the wooden stick and pointed it at Song Yuanqi.

Seeing that the end of the stick was almost close to the tip of her nose, Song Yuanqi was frightened and annoyed, and cried angrily: "Song Jiu, don't bully others too much."

"It's so ridiculous, you are rushing to find the smoke, who is to blame. I said ugly things before, if anyone dares to force me today, I will beat her to death."

Song Jiu's noble eyebrows were cold, and he said in a dark tone.

Song Yuanqi looked at the old lady aggrieved.

"Song Jiu, Qi'er and Zhu'er are also your sisters, why are you so selfish, won't you be afraid of others' jokes if you spread the word?" the old lady gritted her teeth.

Song Jiu sneered: "Grandmother, my mother is also your daughter-in-law, why don't you give her good things to supplement her?"

"you……"

"My mother only gave birth to an older sister. My grandmother doesn't have to use this to kidnap me morally. I don't like this. As for my reputation, I have been laughed at by outsiders a lot these years. Who cares?" Song Jiu said. The appearance of endless oil and salt.

The old lady's face suddenly stretched, and she rolled her eyes in anger.

Song Yuanqi and Song Jiu were arrogant, and the old lady had nothing to do with her, she felt resentful in her heart.