Madam Song secretly had someone follow Prime Minister Song for a few days, but Prime Minister Song was either going to court or going home, and his social engagements were just normal social engagements.
She had someone inquire about that address and heard that it belonged to the mistress of a businessman from out of town, not her husband's.
Since the current emperor took a concubine, the dynasty has taken pride in keeping concubines.
However, Prime Minister Song once said to her face that he was the least likely to be.
He had suffered enough from mistresses and deeply loathed them.
This is why Madam Song firmly believes that Prime Minister Song would keep a mistress.
We were originally planning to withdraw all our staff, but then we received news today that the master has gone to Xinghua Lane.
When she received the news, her heart skipped a beat.
Could it be true what was said in that letter?
But she wouldn't be satisfied until she saw it with her own eyes and heard it with her own ears.
She could hear Prime Minister Song's voice clearly from inside the room, but she felt dazed, thinking she was hallucinating.
How could that be?
The young man who used to have eyes only for her has become the father of her child, and the two treat each other with respect.
A young couple becomes companions in old age.
She always thought of herself as a magnanimous person, after all, she had performed facial massages for her maids when she was inconvenient.
Prime Minister Song always refused. He once told her sincerely that he was not a person who was obsessed with desires.
He was ambitious; he wanted to be second only to the emperor.
So he has been working diligently and cautiously in this direction.
He has been the prime minister for many years and has proven his abilities; the emperor still relies on him to a certain extent.
She thought they would live like this forever.
Little did they expect that their years of hunting eagles would lead to them being pecked in the eye by geese.
Prime Minister Song was slightly embarrassed by Madam Song's expression, but he remained relatively calm.
He rolled out of bed and put his clothes on first.
When Madam Song saw another woman covered in red marks on the bed, her eyes almost welled up with tears.
No wonder Prime Minister Song's sexual activity decreased as he grew older.
It turns out he had already vented his frustrations on other women.
Madam Song spoke softly, "If you, sir, wish to take a concubine, just tell me."
Why hide it?
I had suggested it to the master before, but he rejected it himself.
I had initially thought the master was a man of high moral character, but it turns out he simply looked down on the person I had chosen.
Prime Minister Song smiled awkwardly, his face showing apology. "Madam, let's talk about this when we get back."
"Go back and talk about it?"
Madam Song sneered, "What? What words are there that your precious darling can't hear?"
"After raising someone for so long, shouldn't we give them a proper status?"
Lian'er, who had been hesitating in bed, suddenly brightened up and looked at Prime Minister Song with great interest.
To everyone's surprise, Prime Minister Song didn't even look at her. Instead, he spoke to Madam Song in a humble tone, saying, "Madam, please don't be angry. I'll accept whatever punishment you give me. Let's go back and talk about it."
There are many people here, and if his political enemies overhear this, he'll inevitably be in trouble.
Lady Song could almost guess at Prime Minister Song's concerns.
For noble ladies like them, face is absolutely more important than anything else.
Moreover, given that a divorce is not an option for them, she naturally wants to protect her own interests.
Madam Song stood up and gave the woman on the bed a cold look. "In that case, please let this young lady come back with you."
The atmosphere inside the Prime Minister's residence was tense and oppressive.
When Song Yixin arrived at the entrance of Madam Song's courtyard, she was stopped by the old woman guarding the gate.
The old woman smiled ingratiatingly, "Miss, Madam is handling some matters and has specifically instructed that no one is allowed to disturb her."
Song Yixin found it strange, as her mother's yard was never like this before.
The Prime Minister's wife never hid anything from Song Yixin when dealing with matters; she was personally teaching Song Yixin some ways to handle things.
Even though Song Yixin was standing at the door, she could feel the cautiousness in the courtyard.
She rolled her eyes and smiled gently, "Since Mother is busy, I'll come back later."
Song Yixin returned to her room, summoned her maid, and whispered a few words of advice to her.
The young maidservant responded crisply and quickly left the courtyard.
Song Yixin felt uneasy. She felt that the atmosphere at home was strange, something that had never happened before.
"Big sister!" A ten-year-old boy rushed in, his face full of anxiety.
This is her younger brother, Song Chengfeng.
"What's wrong?" Song Yixin calmed herself down and took out a handkerchief to wipe Song Chengfeng's sweat.
"Father and Mother are arguing. I've never seen them argue so fiercely before."
Song Chengfeng looked a little scared.
He was already in his own yard, but then he remembered that he had left something in his mother's yard, so he decided to go and get it.
Who knew that an old woman was guarding the door and wouldn't let them in?
However, he has always been spoiled and lawless, so if he is not allowed in, he naturally has other ways.
There is a tree outside my mother's yard, and the tree is connected to the yard wall.
He climbed the tree into the yard, intending to grab the item and leave.
Before I even reached the doorway, I heard my mother's hysterical screams.
He was startled.
He had never heard his mother lose her composure like this before.
In my memory, my mother always had a gentle smile and was always very patient with him.
He was worried about his mother, but as he was about to push open the door, he heard his father's furious shouts.
Compared to his mother, his father was more strict with him.
He was afraid of his father deep down.
The argument between the two escalated, accompanied by the sound of things being smashed.
He was terrified, which is why he ran to Song Yixin in a flash.
"Did you hear what they were arguing about?"
"I didn't understand. It sounded like it was about taking a concubine or not."
Song Chengfeng didn't quite understand, and the two were arguing so intensely that they spoke much faster.
He was already somewhat terrified, so it was even less likely that he could hear anything clearly.
Taking a concubine?
Song Yixin frowned. So, her father wanted to take a concubine?
The Song family's backyard was relatively clean.
Aside from his wife, Prime Minister Song devoted himself entirely to his career and had no other women.
There were two maids who served as concubines, but Prime Minister Song never cared.
They weren't sought out much; in the Prime Minister's residence, the maids who served as concubines were merely for show.
Among her girlfriends, Song Yixin has something to be very proud of: she has a devoted father.
The backyards of all the other sisters' homes are a complete mess.
It's normal for men to have multiple wives and concubines; even if they don't have that many, they'll still have concubines.
Otherwise, powerful and wealthy families wouldn't have so many illegitimate sons and daughters.
"Let's go take a look." Song Yixin was also getting restless.
If Father really takes a concubine, can Mother stop him?
If her mother didn't agree, she would be called a jealous woman.
She is at the age where she should be looking for a partner, and if her mother's reputation is ruined, it will naturally affect her.
As they approached the courtyard gate, Song Yixin hesitated again, as whether or not to take a concubine was ultimately a matter for her parents' household.
As children, they naturally cannot interfere in their parents' affairs.
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