Three young grandmothers

Chapter 172 Chicken Drumstick (1)
The table was full of loving fathers and filial sons, and no one looked at the eldest and second young mistresses.

Perhaps others believed Qi Lianchen's words and mistakenly thought that the chicken leg incident just now was because he forced the fourth young master to honor the wrong person, but only Mo Zixu knew that this was a strange thing!

She couldn't help but quietly looked at the bright smiling face of the fourth young master, innocent and harmless, but there was no doubt that he understood Qi Lianchen's guidance, and then made the act of filial piety to Master Qi, could it be...he...

"Xiao Xu, why don't you like the food my husband brought you?"

The slightly displeased voice of the man next to her drew back her gaze and reverie, she smiled at Qi Lianchen, "Why, I'm too moved, my husband, you should eat more too." , She picked up a chicken paw hypocritically and put it into his bowl.

When Master Qi and the eldest lady met, they looked at each other and smiled.

Both the eldest mistress and the second mistress had a bad complexion, but the second mistress concealed it well, her face was buried in the rice bowl, so others couldn't see clearly, while the elder mistress gritted her teeth so hard that she could even hear the sound of grinding her teeth.

The second young master has nothing to do with him, and no one cares about him.

The fourth young master buried his head in eating, as if he didn't see it, but his lowered eyes were deep.

Everyone didn't notice that the young master, who had retreated to the side table before, had been silently taking a panoramic view of all this.

It was night, and in Qi Lianli's apricot orchard, in the most secluded wing room, the faint candlelight added a bit of ambiguity. The maid, Axia, got here on time because she received a hint from the young master.

Every time she arrives, the young master is already there first, just like before, when she pushes the door and goes in, she twists around like a beautiful snake and wraps around the man's neck, "Young master, how long has it been so long?" If you didn't look for your servant, this servant thought you had forgotten about your servant."

The young master Qi Lianxuan snorted coldly, then grabbed her by the wrist, pulled her onto his legs, and untied the woman's belt involuntarily.

Axia also cooperated eagerly, and took the initiative to sit on his body. Although she could only use the same posture with the cripple every time, it was better than nothing, and soon there were gasps of men and women in the wing...

After the matter was over, Axia took out the prepared silk handkerchief and cleaned her lower body, while Qi Lianxuan put on her belt without raising her head and said, "Recently, did the fourth child take medicine?"

Because he lowered his head, he didn't see Axia's brief shock after hearing the words.

"...Of course I drank it. Every time, the maidservant watched him drink before leaving." Axia lowered her head, seemingly wiping between her legs, but in fact she was hiding her dodgy eyes.

Probably because Qi Lianxuan was not happy with this kind of woman, so he just asked questions without looking at her face, he turned the wheelchair and moved towards the window, "Then, can you be sure about the dosage?"

"Young master, don't worry, this servant will not let the dosage of the medicine go wrong." Axia stood behind Qi Lianxuan, with a guilty conscience evident on her face.

"Hmm..." Qi Lianxuan tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his index finger, and said halfway, "Starting tomorrow, we will increase the dosage by one-third every day."

Increase the dose?

"...Yes." Axia didn't have any objection, but there was a hint of helplessness flashing across her face.

Qi Lianxuan kept his back to her, looked out of the window, didn't know what he was thinking, frowned, with a serious face, maybe felt that there was really no other arrangement, Fang said, "Okay, you go back, don't let the fourth and Wu Niang found out."

"Yes." Axia withdrew, but when she reached the door, as if she had decided on something, she turned her head and said, "Eldest young master, when will you accept Xia'er?"

Qi Lianxuan finally turned around and looked at her coldly, "Do you have to ask this question every time you come? Zhu'er is pregnant, so neither father nor mother would approve of me taking a concubine now. Go out, I will make arrangements. By the way, it will be Qixi Festival in a few days, and here is a hairpin, which can be regarded as a gift for you." After speaking, he took out a silver bead hairpin from his bosom, and handed it over. The man no longer looked at her, but turned his gaze to the window.

Axia took the bead hairpin, took a deep look at Qi Lianxuan, with a bit of complaint and a bit of resignation, and then she backed out.

She trotted all the way, and when she reached the edge of the lotus pond, she slowed down, looked at the black pool in front of her, suddenly bit her lower lip, and threw the bead hairpin into it without hesitation.

"Pfft."

With a crisp sound, the bead hairpin sank, bottomless.

Tanabata.

This is indeed the most solemn day for women in a year.

Needless to say, it is even more splendid than the day of the Dragon Boat Festival. The most important thing is that this is a big festival for young women.

Unlike the Dragon Boat Festival, the whole family travels together. On this day, women usually choose to go out after You hour, or eat some snacks in the downtown area. They will not go home until three quarters of Xu hour, that is, they can play wildly outside. Three or four hours.

On this day, Qi Lianchen returned home in the late afternoon, and brought a piece of clothing for Mo Zixu to change into.

It was a willow green dress with tassels on the hem. Compared with the ladies' dresses she wore in the past, this one had the style of an unmarried woman.

She hesitated at first, but Qi Lianchen threatened, "If you don't change, my husband doesn't mind changing for you himself."

After all, these words had a deterrent effect, so Mo Zixu succumbed.

She took the clothes and went back to the bedroom to change, Liu'er saw it and naturally followed in to serve, but no, when Liu'er saw the unfolded dress, her face suddenly turned pale.

Sensing something strange, Mo Zixu couldn't help being suspicious, "What's wrong, you look so ugly?" She knew in her heart that there was something wrong with the dress, obviously it had something to do with her body's past.

Liu'er managed to squeeze out a smile and smiled wryly.

"It's nothing, this servant just thinks this dress looks good. Before the young lady married the third young master, she also had one that was almost exactly the same, and it was your favorite."

"Really." Mo Zixu looked at the bronze mirror, but he didn't have any impression, "Is it because you got married, so this dress stayed in the palace and didn't bring it?"

Liu'er said sourly in embarrassment, "Miss, don't ask, it's all in the past, anyway, you can't remember it anymore."

(End of this chapter)