Chapter 4 Virtue does not match

Soon, there was movement inside.

"Uncle?"

"Ayao." Yao Xuanci was startled, and frowned, "Why are you staying in the main room?"

She was supposed to be in the east ear room with Nanny Song.

A Yao got up from sleepiness and went to the door, she still remembered that the girl told her not to let the uncle step into the main room, so she didn't even pull the wooden latch.

"Miss was shocked by the fall today, and she was not very comfortable, so she asked the servant to guard on the small couch. For these two days, you will stay in the side room. The girl has ordered Nanny Pang to tidy up the west room."

"..."

When he stepped into the courtyard, he saw candles burning in the west wing, which was actually prepared for him.

The young man in white robe lowered his indifferent brows and eyes, isn't he feeling well...

A Yao's forehead was pressed against the door, her head was sleepy, she didn't know how long she had waited, and finally heard the footsteps in front of the door walking towards the west side room.

The next day, Wen Qiong was awakened by A Yao's soft voice, and was a little relieved to learn that Yao Xuanci had already gone to Dali Temple to try the case.

Taking advantage of his absence, she slipped out of the Hou Mansion earlier to go to the medical hall.

With this in mind, after a brief wash and comb, he ate two mouthfuls of food, then hurriedly got up, intending to go to Mrs. Hou's courtyard to pay her respects.

Nanny Pang entered the room with a wooden tray at this time, and the bitter smell of medicine wafted along with her, "Ma'am, it's time to drink soup and medicine today."

She put the jade bowl on the round table, stood aside and waited, "The medicine has cooled for a while, and it's just right for my mouth."

Wen Qiong paused, the strong smell was a bit offensive, half of her face was covered by the silk fan in her hand, her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

She didn't drink this soup after the miscarriage back then, she only remembered drinking it every three days, now that she knew she was pregnant, it was even more impossible to drink it again.

"I ate too much breakfast, so I won't drink it." Wen Qiong passed Nanny Pang, and said softly, "Mommy, take it back."

Seeing that the woman was about to leave, Nanny Pang stepped forward to block the way, with a hint of impatience in her tone, "Your Majesty told me before leaving that you must drink it after breakfast, Madam, don't embarrass this old slave."

"This is the decoction just prescribed by the government doctor."

New soup?

Wen Qiong looked at the bitter brown concoction in the jade bowl on the table, thoughtfully.

Nanny Song could see that she didn't want her daughter to be wronged, "This soup is the same whenever you drink it."

She stretched out her hand to brush away Nanny Pang who was in the way, and said coldly, "It's not so well-behaved in the past, why this time I have to finish drinking before going out."

Wen Qiong suddenly called out, "Ayao."

A Yao who was outside the door hurried in, "Girl."

"Find a sheepskin water bag and pour the soup into it."

She glanced at Nanny Pang, her tone was cool, "Mammy, just think I've drunk it."

"How can this be done?!" Nanny Pang was bewildered by Wen Qiong's operation, and the Mrs. Shizi in her impression was obedient and obedient, and she had never been so cunning before.

Seeing that the person had already left the compartment door, he followed quickly, "Ma'am, you are taking advantage of the opportunity!"

"If the bowl you took away doesn't count, I'll trouble Nanny Pang to make another bowl and wait for me to come back."

Nanny Pang still wanted to go up to persuade her, but Nanny Song stopped her, her eyes were a little sharp, "Sister Pang, it's just a bowl of medicine, why bother to upset the girl."

"My uncle's words are also for the sake of the girl. It will be wrong for you to keep pestering her like this."

When Nanny Pang heard this, her expression turned ugly, "Do you think I'm forcing Mrs. Shizi?!"

"I don't think so."

From the corner of her eye, Nanny Song saw that A Yao was already following Wen Qiong with her water bag in hand, so she ignored Nanny Pang and quickly followed her up.

The only elders in Hou's mansion are Yao Xuanci's grandmother and Mrs. Hou Yehou. Hou Ye has three daughters and four sons under his knees. The eldest daughter and Yao Xuanci are the sons of Hou Ye's deceased wife.

Today's Mrs. Hou is married to her stepmother and has two daughters. The other three sons are all born to concubines. Except for Mrs. Hou's daughter and youngest son, all other children have married.

Qingyu Courtyard was not far from Mrs. Hou's courtyard, but Wen Qiong wasted some time, and almost everyone left.

When she stepped into the gate of the courtyard, she happened to meet Su Shi, the sister-in-law of the eldest son's room, and after greeting her politely, she was about to pass her by. Not only did Su Shi not leave, but instead she blocked her way.

"Yesterday, my maidservant went to the back kitchen to urge meals, but she waited for a long time." Su Shi gently shook the round fan, with a smile that was not a smile.

"Mrs. Shizi didn't even make it to the East Palace, but she was able to entertain her elder brother. Could it be that she did it on purpose?"

Wen Qiong showed a slight smile, and said softly, "If sister-in-law wants to see me throw one, I will give one to sister-in-law right now."

"What did you say?" Mrs. Su never expected that Mrs. Shizi, who had been submissive, would suddenly stand up.

Wen Qiong glanced around, pointed at the big tree outside the gate of the lower courtyard, her beautiful amber eyes were full of seriousness, "How about hitting your head on it?"

"I bumped into this, let alone my mother's family, I'm afraid no one in the house will see it, does my sister-in-law like to see it?"

Su's speech has always been eccentric, especially when she is alone, her malicious smile is shining brightly, I'm afraid it won't be as disgusting as her.

She had already died once in this cold Hou's mansion, and if she did it again, why bother to endure her anger.

"Mrs. Shizi, be careful." Su's face darkened, "I was just joking, and your words were stinging, as if I was being aggressive."

"Oh, why is my sister-in-law taking it seriously." The woman's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were tinged with helplessness, and she explained, "I was just joking with my sister-in-law."

"You...!" Su's face was extremely ugly, she was clearly mocking her that she couldn't afford to lose!

"If my sister-in-law doesn't like to listen to this joke, then my sister-in-law and I will make amends, okay?"

"Mrs. Shizi has a noble status, I can't afford it!" She said forcefully, then gritted her teeth and saluted, "I'll take my leave first."

After saying that, he held back his anger and strode away.

Looking at her furious back, Wen Qiong sighed softly and muttered, "I just learned a few yin and yang words from her, why is she so angry?"

Nanny Song suppressed a smile, this place is in front of Mrs. Hou's courtyard, Su's own fault for instigating the incident first, how dare she continue to make trouble.

"It's about to miss the time to say hello, girl, go in quickly."

Arriving at the main hall in the front yard, Nanny Song and others were waiting outside the hall door, Wen Qiong stepped into the hall alone, and bowed respectfully to the elegant and luxurious lady on the main seat.

"My daughter-in-law greets her mother-in-law."

Mrs. Hou was wearing a sapphire blue brocade skirt outlined with precious flowers on the breast, leaning against the back of the chair obliquely, teasing the snow-white lion cat in her arms every now and then.

Hearing Wen Qiong's greeting, he casually stroked the snow cat's furry head without raising his eyelids, "Sit down."

Wen Qiong thanked her and took her seat. The maid stepped forward to offer the freshly brewed scented tea. She took a sip and then put it down. The round fan blew up a cool breeze, but she didn't say a word.

Mrs. Hou didn't like her, and Wen Qiong was also afraid when she came to greet her. Usually, the two of them stayed silent for a while, and then she got up obediently and said goodbye.

Wen Qiong lowered her eyes, thinking that when she leaves the house for a while, she must ask Nanny Song to get some dregs of the new prescription.

She was thinking to herself, but she didn't know that Madam Hou was looking at her again after a long absence.

Today, Wen Qiong is wearing a snow-blue smoked gauze loose-feather skirt. The skirt and buttons are made of small and round pearls. The elegant moon-shaped temples are also draped with double pearls, which further sets off her tranquility and gentleness.

The beauty's lips are red and her teeth are white. Sitting there alone, she is like the gentle white moonlight among the stars in the sky.

Wen's looks are indeed outstanding, Mrs. Hou looked back lightly, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes.

The little girl who came out halfway was unworthy of virtue, and that's all she could do.

The Hou Mansion has been in the imperial city for a hundred years, if it wasn't for the marriage bestowed by the emperor, he would be more willing to marry Zheng Guogong's mansion who had two powerful empresses.

The Wen family has just entered the imperial city for more than ten years, and father Wen's career as an official has come to an end. He is famous for spoiling his concubines and destroying his wives. It is God's will not to embarrass the Hou family and drag them down.

The lion cat in her arms was a little ready to move, Mrs. Hou raised her hand to let it go, but as soon as it landed, it went straight to Wen Qiong, its fluffy snow-white tail rubbed against her skirt affectionately, meowing sweetly.

Seeing this scene made Mrs. Hou feel uncomfortable, she sternly signaled for the maid to take all the cats away.

After this episode, Wen Qiong realized that it was time to leave. Before she opened her mouth, she heard Mrs. Hou say coldly, "What were you arguing with your sister-in-law at the gate of the courtyard just now?"

Wen Qiong frowned immediately, Madam Hou's tone clearly knew what happened.

Based on her four years of experience, what mother-in-law wants is not an explanation.

She pursed her lower lip, "Daughter-in-law shouldn't quarrel with her own family."

Considering she was acquainted, Mrs. Hou picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea gracefully.

"I have already told you that as the wife of the eldest son, you will be the mistress of the Hou Mansion in the future, so you should be more disciplined in your words and deeds, and be strict with yourself."

Her tone was light, but with a sense of oppression, "I have said this no less than dozens of times, and you always make mistakes again and again."

"Daughter-in-law always remember the words of mother-in-law."

Wen Qiong raised her eyes calmly, and her shallow pupils looked directly at the displeasure in Madam Hou's eyes, "It's just that the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop."

Madam Hou's face suddenly darkened, and the teacup was put back on the table heavily, and the crisp sound of collision revealed her dissatisfaction.

"Are you talking back to me?"

"..." Mrs. Hou's words were obviously unreasonable.

But today she still has to go out of the house, so she can't be tripped by Mrs. Hou, "My daughter-in-law dare not offend her mother-in-law."

"I see that you are clearly perfunctory, trying to fool the past!"

If Wen really admitted his mistake, he would have knelt down immediately.

Yesterday, she just fainted, and it wasn't that she was too sick to get out of the couch. She even dared to refuse the banquet in the East Palace.

If you don't beat and beat, Wen's will only take advantage of Yao Xuanci's limelight to become more and more presumptuous, and then even her stepmother-in-law will be ignored.

Thoughts were going back and forth in her heart, Mrs. Hou said lightly, "Since you will die without repentance, then kneel down to the ancestral hall to copy the family rules three times tonight, and go back when you finish copying."

Wen Qiong clenched the handle of the thin fan tightly, Madam Hou just wanted to find an excuse to reprimand her.

It doesn't matter whether she is wrong or not, as long as she thinks, even if she has never provoked Su Shi, she will have other ways to force her to admit her mistake.

If they argue again, the only thing they can get is double the punishment. Of course Wen Qiong doesn't want to take this kind of anger, but she doesn't want to cause trouble, so she delays her leaving the house, so she can only bear it.

Fingernails dug into the soft palm, and she squeezed out only one word from her throat, "Yes."

It was expected that the people in the hall dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out, Madam Hou felt a sense of joy in her heart.

She became the mistress of the Hou Mansion because the woman finally died of illness, and the Hou Ye saw her who was no worse than that woman.

Wen's family is only the daughter of a fourth-rank official, but was appointed by the emperor to be the mistress of the Hou Mansion. How can a little girl who is not worthy of virtue get such good luck!

"Don't feel innocent." The lady on the main seat had a look of contempt in her eyes, and straightened her slightly messy dress.

"I went back to the mansion yesterday, and I called the mansion doctor, who asked me a lot of things."

Wen Qiong's heart skipped a beat when she heard the word "fu doctor", and she couldn't help but raised her head, just in time to meet Mrs. Shanghou's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.