Chapter 46 The Prime Minister
"Is this what your wife's boudoir looks like?" After the maid left, Xiao Yu smiled and began to look around the room.
Seeing this, Song Luoning blushed and glared at her: "Why is my husband so curious? It's just a young lady's boudoir."
That lecherous man, his nature is truly incorrigible.
Song Luoning pretended to be calm, straightened her clothes, and didn't look at her.
Seeing that Song Luoning was ignoring her, Xiao Yu awkwardly touched her nose. She knew that in ancient times, a woman's boudoir was a very private place, and men were not allowed to enter. Even her father and brothers at home had to avoid suspicion. Although she was also a woman, it was indeed very impolite to stare and ask like this. Knowing that she was in the wrong, she said, "I was just a little curious."
"Hmm." Song Luoning responded lightly, sat down on the soft couch in the outer room, poured herself a cup of tea, and took a sip as if to hide her true feelings.
"Well..." Before Xiao Yu could speak, the door suddenly creaked open, and Cui Zhu entered with two maids: "Miss, the water is ready."
Song Luoning nodded. Cuizhu instructed the maid to pour water into the bathtub and then left. Song Luoning stood up and glanced at Cuizhu: "You don't need to be served here. You can go now."
“But Miss…” Why doesn’t she need to serve anymore? She has been serving Miss since she was a child. Cuizhu was about to speak when Song Luoning interrupted her: “You have your husband.”
Green Bamboo: "......"
She's fallen out of favor!
Cui Zhu lowered her head and secretly glanced at her young mistress. Song Luo Ning calmly drank her tea, glancing at Xiao Yu out of the corner of her eye. Xiao Yu was grinning foolishly at her young mistress.
"......"
What exactly did the young lady see in the young master?
Or does your young lady simply like fools like this?
Anyway, she can't appreciate it, but as long as the young lady likes it, that's fine. However, if even something as simple as bathing requires the young master to serve her, then the young lady must really love the young master.
It seems I should treat my son-in-law better from now on, lest I upset my mistress. Cuizhu was quite perceptive; she bowed, closed the door, and left.
Seeing the person leave, Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes: "Wife, shall we take a bath now?"
"..." Song Luoning choked, then put on a stern face: "Husband, you should rest early. I'm afraid the Dali Temple will summon you for questioning tomorrow."
"Take a bath..."
“Luo Ning can do it herself.” Song Luo Ning interrupted her, glanced at her, and got up to walk behind the screen.
"..." If he wasn't mistaken, the young lady's ear tips were red. Xiao Yu touched his nose. So his wife was shy.
Meanwhile, in the Changwang Mansion, the Changwang, with a gloomy face, smashed the teacup in his hand on the ground, splashing hot tea onto his retainers, none of whom dared to make a move.
"Useless, can't even catch a single person."
Seven or eight people stood in the front hall, none daring to speak, their heads bowed. Teacups shattered on the floor, and the maid serving tea couldn't help but shrink back, her head hanging even lower.
Xiao Chengze's face was also very bad, but he dared not say anything. He stood with his hands hanging down, his fists clenched: "Father, I have already sent people out to arrest them. This time the grain was burned and the account books were stolen. I suspect that it was that old fox Song Yunzhou who sent people to do it."
"You don't need to tell me." Prince Chang glanced at Xiao Chengze, his expression softening slightly. He looked around at his retainers and said, "Continue to investigate. How dare that old scoundrel provoke me in broad daylight? I think he's tired of living." After a moment of contemplation, he said to Xiao Chengze, "I will immediately write a letter of divorce. Send someone to the capital and make sure it reaches the Emperor. Make sure there are no mistakes."
"Yes, son understands." Xiao Chengze gritted his teeth, and after the servants left, he stood aside with his head down, looking as if he were following his father's lead.
Prince Chang quickly wrote the letter and handed it to him: "Hurry up and send it to the palace before that old scoundrel Song Yunzhou makes trouble. The Emperor is your own brother, and his heart is still with us."
"yes."
"Wait a moment." Xiao Chengze had just taken a step when Prince Chang called out to him: "You go and deliver the letter yourself. Leave the rest here to Vice General Liu."
As he spoke, he walked up to Xiao Chengze and patted him on the shoulder: "You are the child that your father trusts the most. Be careful of that old scoundrel Song Yunzhou. Now he has Xiao Yu in his hands again, and your brother's situation is very unfavorable."
Xiao Chengze nodded, then narrowed his eyes as he turned around, like a venomous snake that had been lying in wait for a long time, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment.
......
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Song Luoning was sound asleep in Xiao Yu's arms when she was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door. The knock wasn't loud, and Cuizhu outside said in a low voice, "Miss, the steward just told us that the master will be coming over after court."
Song Luoning squinted, leaned against Xiao Yu's chest for a while to recover, her eyes hazy, and reached out to push Xiao Yu: "Husband, get up quickly."
Ever since we started sleeping in the same bed, this lecherous man has been hugging and cuddling me every night while I'm asleep. It's really going too far.
"Hmm~" Xiao Yu was woken up by being nudged, and pulled the person in her arms closer. With her eyes closed, her voice was hoarse from just waking up: "What time is it?"
"Mao Shi (5-7 AM)." Song Luoning had already woken up. She nudged her and said urgently, "Get up and get ready. Father should be here by Chen Shi (7-9 AM)."
Xiao Yu sniffed, the air filled with a faint fragrance, and sighed contentedly with her eyes still closed, "I really don't want to get up." Then she hugged her again.
I used to get up and exercise at dawn, but ever since I started sleeping with my young lady, I've been getting up later and later every day.
"Get up, stop fooling around." Song Luoning pushed her away and sat up. Her moon-white, loose nightgown slipped to one side, revealing her fair collarbone and a glimpse of her graceful figure. Xiao Yu swung her long arm around her waist, buried her face in the hollow of her waist, and muttered, "I really don't want to get up."
Song Luoning stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed: "The court session is almost over. When Father comes and sees you still sleeping, how will he feel?"
"Sigh!" Xiao Yu sighed and let go of her, then sat up. He was not fully awake yet, and his blank eyes stared at one spot.
"Put your clothes on first," Song Luoning urged.
"Oh," Xiao Yu replied, remaining motionless for a long while.
Song Luoning stood up, turned around and glanced at her, then sighed softly, "Aren't you getting up?" She then called out loudly, "Come in and serve me."
As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Cuizhu came in carrying a wooden basin, standing in the outer room waiting for her master.
"Miss, Master, the water is ready," Cuizhu said to Song Luoning through the curtain, giving a curtsy.
"Hmm." Song Luoning responded faintly, turned around to look at Xiao Yu, and saw that she was still sitting there blankly. She took an outer garment from the screen and gave it to her: "Put it on yourself."
"Okay." Xiao Yu came back to his senses, nodded, and a silly smile appeared on his lips. He then quickly dressed and followed her into the outer room. Song Luoning sat down in front of the dressing table, and Cuizhu began to do Song Luoning's makeup.
Xiao Yu, having some free time, asked, "Is your father-in-law easy to get along with? Is he very fierce?"
Song Luoning chuckled upon hearing this. It was indeed quite intimidating when the dignified Prime Minister Song kept a straight face and didn't speak, but he was always gentle when speaking to her.
Thinking of this, Song Luoning smiled and tilted her head to look at her: "Is your husband scared already?"
"How could that be?" Xiao Yu subconsciously touched his nose and glared at her: "I haven't done anything wrong, why should I be afraid of my father-in-law?"
Song Luoning chuckled softly, "Yes, my husband is right." Her eyebrows curved slightly, showing that she was in a very good mood.
Xiao Yu laughed along, her eyes clear and bright.
The two finished washing up while chatting and laughing. It was already bright outside. Cuizhu helped Song Luoning step over the threshold, with Xiao Yu following behind.
The courtyard was lush and green, but there were no flowers in sight. Xiao Yu wondered, "The scenery in the courtyard is beautiful, but why are there no flowers? At this time of year, pomegranate flowers and peonies are blooming quite well."
Growing flowers?
Cuizhu frowned, immediately feeling dissatisfied with Xiao Yu. Her young mistress had been in poor health since childhood, suffering from a cough and unable to come into contact with pollen. How could the young master not even know this? He truly didn't care about her young mistress's health at all. It was a waste that her young mistress had been so good to her; why didn't he care about her at all? Cuizhu felt wronged for her young mistress and couldn't help but remind him, "Young master, you may not know this, but our young mistress has been in poor health since childhood and cannot come into contact with pollen, so flowers are not allowed in the Prime Minister's residence."
"Are you allergic to pollen?" Xiao Yu asked in surprise, blinking as she looked at Song Luoning.
Why hadn't the young lady mentioned it? When she went to the fields before, there were many apricot blossoms along the way, and she didn't see anything wrong with the young lady. Could it be that she had overlooked something?
Song Luoning frowned and glared at Cuizhu. The little maid immediately shut her mouth, glanced at Xiao Yu with some grievance, and lowered her head to help Song Luoning continue walking.
Song Luoning turned to look at her, just as Xiao Yu was also looking at her, his clear eyes filled with doubt.
She lowered her brows and explained, "Father ordered that no flowers be planted in the manor before because dust and the like would worsen my cough."
"Mm." Xiao Yu nodded.
Song Luoning smiled and said, "Just answer Father's questions truthfully. Father is not someone who cannot distinguish right from wrong."
"good."
The three of them went to the side hall to have their meal first. Jiang Wanrou and the others hadn't come over yet, so Song Luoning asked someone to bring breakfast to their room after they woke up. By the time she and Xiao Yu finished their breakfast, the morning light had already streamed in, so the two of them didn't linger and went straight to the front hall.
The steward and several maids were already waiting there. When they saw them arrive, they all bowed.
"Miss, Master, this old servant sent someone to check, and Master's carriage is already on its way and should be arriving by now." The steward stood respectfully to the side with his head bowed.
Cuizhu helped Song Luoning sit down, and a maid immediately came forward to pour tea. After the sound of water was heard, the maid withdrew, and Song Luoning said, "I haven't seen Father for a long time. Uncle Zhang, please have someone prepare some of Father's favorite dishes for lunch."
"Okay, sure."
As they were talking, a deep male voice rang out: "Ning'er is still the most considerate."
Xiao Yu was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a middle-aged man walk in from outside, followed by three handsome men. Steward Zhang and the maids all stepped forward to greet him.
Is this my father-in-law?
The three men behind him must be the young lady's three older brothers, one of whom is the eldest brother, Song Yanqi, whom I met yesterday.
Song Luoning tugged at her sleeve, and Xiao Yu turned to look at her.
As Song Yunzhou stepped across the threshold, a hint of gentleness appeared on his usually serious face. He waved his hand and ordered, "You may all leave."
The maid bowed and left the front hall, leaving only Steward Zhang behind.
Song Yunzhou glanced at him and said, "You can leave too. We don't need to serve you here."
Steward Zhang lowered his head and immediately understood that his masters had something to say, and it was not something he could listen to. He left the front hall and closed the door.
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