The pretty mistress of Hou Ye's family

Chapter 9
Prince Yu Wenhong pouted and sneered, walked up to Yao Ying and hummed, "Your eldest sister is really interesting."

Yao Ying asked strangely, "The crown prince is interested in my eldest sister? Didn't you have a crush on my third sister before?"

"Your third younger sister is just a little more beautiful, but her brain is stupid and not fun. What's more, she has been played to death, so I am even less interested."

Yao Ying hurriedly said, "But my eldest sister has also been played to death!"

"A good woman gets better and better the more she plays, don't you understand this truth?"

"..."

"Besides, your eldest sister is not inferior to her third sister in appearance, but her body is too weak, and the men who hurt her dare not touch her. I bet that Qin Lao San definitely didn't have sex with her."

Yao Ying pulled her face and muttered, "Could it be that His Royal Highness still wants to rob someone from Lord Hou?"

"No, but I think it should be possible to change it? After all, I have never touched you. If you two sisters are original, Qin Laosan agrees, your elder sister agrees, and my father agrees, then there is no problem .”

"I don't agree!" Yao Ying shouted hastily, "They are already married, how can there be talk of changing wives?"

Yu Wenhong stared at her coldly, "You disagree? Which onion are you?"

Yao Ying was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down and begged, "Your Highness, please stop joking with your concubine, please? If this kind of thing gets out, people will make fun of it."

Yu Wenhong snorted, "You take it seriously if you say it casually?"

"……what……"

"You are just like your third sister, you have no brains. Cut—"

"..."

Yu Wenhong regretted, "It's a pity! At the beginning, I was mistaken and didn't let your eldest sister choose me."

Yao Ying muttered sourly, "She is destined to be a princess, but she is not destined to enjoy the blessings of a princess. She is a short-lived ghost."

Yu Wenhong naturally heard Yao Ying's moderate muttering, and thought it made sense. It would be unlucky to marry a short-lived ghost.It's also unacceptable for a smart woman to suffer from bad luck.

I feel that this Yao Yao really matches his third brother.

Forget it, anyway, the matter of getting married is a foregone conclusion, so don't think about what you have and what you don't have.

Yu Wenhong cast a glance at the big maid behind Yao Ying. This is the maid brought by Yao Ying from her natal family, and she looks good.Ah……

How about tonight?Just look for her?

Yao Ying knew that she was not the No. 1 choice in the prince's mind. Although the prince's proposal was a joke, he could tell that he was serious about it.She had to get rid of this threat.

That night, the two maids had a private meeting in a corner outside the gate of Hou's mansion.

"Your Lord Hou and his wife really don't have intercourse?"

Hong Luo nodded, "Yes, Ma'am is not in good health, Master Hou didn't touch her. The bed sheets are clean and ruthless."

The maid took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to her, "Give Master Hou some strong medicine, so that they can get things done sooner."

Hong Luo exclaimed, "This will kill people. Missy is not in good health, can she bear it?"

"Why do you care so much? Anyway, the second lady has already arranged your way out for you. Send your lady away as soon as possible."

After thinking about it, Hong Luo stuffed the medicine bottle into her pocket.

The next day, at dusk.

Qin Yilan had just finished eating when Yao Yao came over with tea, and the cup was pushed to his hand, "Master Hou, drink a cup to moisten your throat."

"Hmm." Qin Yilan touched the inscriptions on the bamboo slips, smelling the strange fragrance of the tea, he picked up the teacup and smelled it carefully.Dumbfounded.

Um? ?

what happened?

Is this girl...

to him……

Qin Yilan didn't know why, but a trace of sweet petals popped up in his heart.But on second thought, something didn't feel right.

If she wants to have sex with him, does she still need to use such a dirty trick?

Qin Yilan put the teacup on the table and asked, "The tea is a bit hot."

"No, I'm cooling down."

"Try the water temperature for me."

Yao Yao picked up another teacup and took a sip, "The temperature of the water is just right, Lord Hou, it doesn't burn your mouth, you can drink it."

"Did you drink?"

"Well, after tasting it, the Dahongpao bestowed by the emperor is indeed sweet and delicious, very delicious."

"Heh..." Qin Yilan smiled, with a hint of malice in his smile.

Yao Yao muttered strangely, "What's wrong?"

Did she say something wrong?Isn't this tea fragrant?
She took another sip, and it was still delicious. Could it be that he likes to let it cool down before drinking it?
Putting down the teacup, Yao Yao was curious when she saw the inscription in his hand, and moved to his hand to peek.

"Master Hou can't see the characters, but can feel the characters?"

"Ah."

"Then Hou Ye also uses a small carving knife when he writes?"

"Ah."

Yao Yao saw that the table was full of large and small needlepoint carving knives, and hurriedly said, "Can I try to use it? If Master Hou is not at home in the future, I want to write letters to Master Hou, and I can also use the carving knife. "

"Yes." Qin Yilan stood up and gave way, "Come on, sit down."

"Thank you, Lord."

Yao Yao picked up the diabolo slips, found a small carving knife that fit her hand, and started writing. Before she could write two characters, her tiger's mouth hurt badly, "It's so difficult to write, this thing needs to be practiced."

Qin Yilan said in a low voice, "Don't practice, it will hurt the tiger's mouth, what should I do if I get calluses?"

Yao Yao tilted her head and said softly, "If you don't practice, the handwriting will be ugly, can Master Hou still be able to figure it out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a big hand grabbed one of her shoulders and rubbed it twice. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Well, it's very accurate."

Ok?
Why?

She always felt that what he said meant a pun?Did she misunderstand him?
Also, did the temperature rise a bit? She felt a little hot and stuffy, no, it was hot and hot, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Master Hou, it's getting hot, I'm going to open the window."

As soon as she got up, she was pressed down by his palm, "Nonsense, the weather is cold and cold, you are too weak to be exposed to the wind. Don't open the window."

"No, I feel hot."

"But I feel cold."

Yao Yao lowered her head and muttered, "Then, don't open the window!" She secretly wiped off her sweat, and slightly tugged at her neckline.

It was too hot, and the heat seemed to be radiating from the inside out.

After engraving a few more words, she became more and more irritable. She had never been so irritable until now, and she felt that no amount of patience could suppress this irritability.

Yao Yao put down the carving knife, turned her head and said, "Master Hou, my hands are sore, so I won't carve any more. I won't disturb Master Hou's reading, can I go and rest?"

"I don't want to do it, but I need you to accompany me!" Qin Yilan kept raising that imperceptible smile, "Bring a chair and sit by my side."

"Ah good."

Yao Yao took a small round stool and sat obediently. After sitting for a while, her legs kept twitching, and her little hands were on her knees, twitching non-stop.The sound of breathing was deep and rapid.

Qin Yilan touched the inscription, holding back her laughter.

Yao Yao couldn't bear to fan the wind with her hands, looked at the window, and then peeked at Qin Yilan secretly. She didn't dare to open the window, so she could only sit impatiently with sweat all over her body.

Couldn't hold it any longer, she asked softly, "Master Hou, did you give me another dose of the medicine I took just now?"

"No. What's the matter?"

"I don't think something is right, Master Hou. I haven't sweated much after drinking the medicine these days, and I feel that I'm used to the properties of the medicine. But today I always feel very hot. Master Hou, let me see if there is something wrong. "

In the past, he had been the one who forced her to feel her pulse, but today, she really took the initiative and pushed her hand in front of his desk.

Ah!fun!

(End of this chapter)