A bold son-in-law doting on his concubine and destroying his wife?The ashes are scattered!

Chapter 33
Outside Jinxiu Pavilion, Shen Yizhi had been waiting for a long time.

No matter how much he usually ignores Leng Lanzhi, on more formal days, he will suppress his emotions and wait to appear with her.

In the Songjingyuan, which is used to entertain guests, the guests are chatting and laughing.

Beautiful maids shuttled among the guests like butterflies in flowers, stocking tea, wine, fruits and snacks, and guiding guests in need to where they wanted to go.

Court wives in fancy dress and jewellery, gathered around Mrs. Zhao, chatting happily with Mrs. Zhao.

The wives of high-ranking officials and wives of fate, whom I could never see in normal times, today all focused on themselves.

Not to mention how comfortable Zhao felt.

Under the envious eyes of the high-ranking wives and wives, she talked loudly: "My Yizhi is unparalleled in the battlefield with one enemy against a hundred! Don't look at my family An'er is small, but he is very competitive! He can hold on for a long time now! The incense burns, and the handwriting is getting better and better, even my son who is so picky can't help but praise him."

All the wives and wives: "The son-in-law is naturally powerful, otherwise how can he get into the eyes of Princess Jialuo?"

"Being favored by Princess Jia Luo and adopted as his first son, the little prince is naturally smart and sensitive."

Suddenly I heard a message: "The princess has arrived! The prince-in-law has arrived!"

Not long ago, the high-ranking officials' wives and wives who were full of eyes on him suddenly turned their eyes away. They all got up and walked out of the room. No one focused their energy on themselves.

Zhao's face twisted for a moment.

The crowd automatically parted a path, and came with their hair in a cool style with towering and complex hair on their hair.

The pearl hairpin ring on the overly complicated hairstyle was beautiful. As she moved, the golden steps swayed and shimmered, and everything she passed seemed to be shrouded in holy light.

If Leng Lanzhi didn't say "flat body", no one would dare to straighten up and look up at her beautiful face.

She held her head high and walked past people who bowed their heads to pay homage. None of the guests in the court were of low status, but no one dared to stand up and be rude.

She walked through the crowd like a stroll in the courtyard, just like a mysterious and beautiful fairy strolling in the courtyard.

Mrs. Zhao was not as respectful and pious as the others, she just stood up and greeted her.

She looked at the approaching Leng Lanzhi, and saw that her precious son, Shen Dacai, who was known as the scholar of Shengjing and was invincible on the battlefield, was reduced to a mere foil next to the woman.

Although everyone on the path he passed looked down and bowed their heads, the person who bowed and bowed was not him, but the woman beside him.

Even the thousand-faced Shura Gu Diansi, who was known as a mad dog, looked downcast and pleasing to the eye at this time.

Zhao was suddenly indignant.

It's just a woman!

Why should she steal the limelight from her son?

Today's protagonist should be her precious grandson!That’s right, my precious son!

At this time, Leng Lanzhi also walked in front of her, and first said lightly: "Get flat."

Only then smiled and called: "Mother-in-law."

Zhao suddenly put on airs, held her head high and snorted: "Well, you're here?"

Her voice was cold, making the ladies and wives around her frown secretly.

Shen Yizhi also frowned.

He has always been clear.

His mother is a mother-in-law, so it doesn't hurt to make trouble with the princess in the mansion on weekdays, as long as it's not too much.

But what occasion is today?
There are so many powerful wives here, if they show disrespect to the princess, if the princess is full of disrespect to us in the future and wants to do something wrong, the public opinion will not be on their side.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but frown and look at his mother, her slightly cold face full of warning.

Zhao's complexion changed slightly, and she finally remembered that she should follow the princess today, so she stopped being a demon.

Leng Lanzhi saw the change in Zhao's expression. Although he did not look at the person beside him, he guessed that it must be Shen Yizhi's wink that made Zhao restrain himself.

She smiled inwardly.

At the same banquet in her previous life, she dressed very low-key because she wanted Shen Yizhi to accept her, and followed Zhao's direction in everything.

Zhao, on the other hand, pushed her nose and face, and made her look bad at banquets many times to embarrass her.

But she still endured it.

This time, she came here in a high-profile manner, and she didn't think about wronging herself.

She was ready to trade yin and yang with Zhao, but she never expected that Zhao gave in first.

What made her give in was Shen Yizhi, who had chosen to sit on the sidelines in her previous life.

How ridiculous.

She didn't show anything on her face, nodded slightly and said, "Here we are." Then she asked, "What are you talking about?"

The atmosphere was ignited by this sentence.

The Prime Minister's wife chuckled, seemingly relaxed but actually said respectfully: "We were talking about the consort and the young master, but Madam Marquis praised the consort and the young master to the sky!"

Leng Lanzhi raised his lips and smiled lightly, but did not refute: "My consort is naturally excellent. As for the young master...if he is not excellent, I will not accept him."

When Shen Yizhi heard the words "my son-in-law", his heart beat violently for no reason.

It's like the heart-wrenching glance at the beginning of love, and it's like the first sip of wine in life.

He couldn't control his beating heart, and his eyes fell on the woman unconsciously.

The woman's face is truly beautiful.

He hated her dressing up, but he had to admit that she was meant to be dressed up.

She is a born princess, she should sit on the princess throne, and the people of the world will present the most rare gold jewelry with the most pious respect and love...

Suddenly, the woman spoke: "Take a seat."

A sweet sound like the sound of a piano sounded, waking up the stunned people.

Shen Yiyi raised his head and saw that the women had already entered the room, only he was still standing still,

Thinking of his state of losing his soul just now, he lowered his eyes to suppress the thoughts at the bottom of his eyes, and said: "Princess, I will entertain the guests."

Leng Lanzhi looked at him with a smile: "Go."

This is the first time since Shen Yizhi returned to Beijing that Leng Lanzhi smiled at her, not a sneer or a sneer, but a light and shallow smile.

The long-lost smile suddenly bloomed, like a flower in bloom, Shen Yi's heart skipped a beat, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at it again.

Among the crowd, a certain Shura's eyes were full of mischief, his falcon-like pupils fixed on Shen Yizhi's body, and as he swept across that flustered and confused face, a look of disdain flashed across his pupils.

Then he looked at the woman who looked like stars holding the moon, with a somewhat aggrieved look in her eyes.

What the hell did she like about that kind of rubbish?
Obviously he is better looking and more powerful than the consort, why doesn't he take a second look at himself.

Just because the consort can do a few demos?
Or the eight minds of the son-in-law?

As Leng Lan calmed down, everyone who had been immobilized seemed to come to life, and the courtyard became lively again.

Gu Zhan thought of what was going to happen later, and the grievances in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the leisure of waiting for the good show to begin.

He sat leisurely at the table closest to the man, and there was no one else on the entire table except him.

He didn't feel lonely, but more at ease.

Although no one dared to sit at the same table with this moody man, his presence was too strong for anyone to ignore.

Leng Lanzhi was discussing with the ladies on the side the most popular jewelry and the poems circulating in Beijing. No matter what the ladies started, she could catch up perfectly.

Zhao on the side was completely speechless.

Zhao Shi clenched his fists in his sleeves angrily.

This woman is stealing the spotlight from her precious grandson!
Wait... Where's her grandson?

(End of this chapter)