One Thousand Rei Forty-Two: Hikijaide Cave (3)

Hearing the sound of the wheels turning, Meng Heng sighed lightly——

Everyone is their own master, and they can't help themselves.

After all the dust settled, he must solemnly come to apologize to Nie Xun, but now he can only dig a hole and bury Nie Xun heartily.

The behavior of Meng Heng and his wife did not deliberately avoid eyeliner, so this matter quickly reached Huang Song's ears.

"Cheng Yun and Meng Heng hit each other very well." Huang Song chuckled, then turned his head to Madam Qi who was sitting beside him and said, "Calculating the time, Madam Cheng Yun's fetus is not too small. It is also the time when wars are the most fierce. The current situation is turbulent, and war is imminent. Cheng Yun is afraid that he will not be able to stay by his wife's side and wait for Lin'er to be born. Moreover, Cheng Yun has no elders in the family, and he is a father for the first time. It must be uneasy. In order to make Cheng Yun feel at ease, I also ask my wife to take care of Mrs. Cheng Yun."

After Madam Qi heard this, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she rolled her eyes at Huang Song.

"Lang Jun, are you sure that I'm going to take care of Mrs. Nie, not to make her have a miscarriage?"

Huang Song was stunned and scolded in a low voice.

"I'm watching the year, say something unlucky!"

If it got to Nie Xun's ears, he would think Huang Song and his wife were vicious.

Mrs. Qi held her youngest son who was sleeping soundly in her left hand, and stroked the soft hair of her elder son with her right hand. She gave Huang Song a white look, "I heard that Mrs. Nie was very thoughtful, and you gave Mr. Nie several beauties during her pregnancy. I’m gone, I don’t know what people think.”

Which woman would like to see someone who likes to give her man a concubine?

Many of Huang Song's courtiers are married, and the wives of each family walk around a lot, but Mrs. Nie Xun is the only one who is indifferent.

Why indifferent?

Wasn't it because Huang Song repeatedly brought the beauty Sai Niexun, who was presented by others, to the house, which made the family unhappy?

Huang Song was dumbfounded, he sent the beauty, it was for Nie Xun's sake.

The wife is pregnant and cannot move, but the physiological needs of the man should always be addressed.

Huang Song is the same as most ancient men, his wife is his wife, and his concubine's room is just a plaything, used to vent his physical needs.

He can't take concubines, but it doesn't prevent his valued courtiers from having three wives and four concubines.

Madam Qi saw through his mental activities, and sneered coldly, Huang Song shrank his neck subconsciously.

"The children are all here—at least give my husband some face—"

Since the last quarrel, Huang Song has loved and loved this lady.

Mrs. Qi didn't bother to talk to him, and concentrated on coaxing her sleepy eldest son.

"Mrs. Nie, I'll take care of it for you, but you'd better not be so stupid as to send beauties to couples, lest I be hated. I heard that Mrs. Nie is Yuan Jing's beloved daughter. Do you like to share a man with other women? If you don’t change your nature, you might as well think about the one from Huai Jie’s family——others learn from others, but you don’t remember the lesson.”

Mrs. Qi is a woman, and women know women best.

Mrs. Nie and her seldom move around, and every time they use the excuse of being inappropriate, it's not because Huang Song's behavior has made people angry.

Speaking of Mrs. Fengjue, Huang Song's mouth was tightly pursed, and there was a bit of accusation in his eyes.

He and Feng Jue are both monarchs and close friends who wear a pair of trousers. The Feng family did not arrange marriage for Feng Jue, but Huang Song, as a half-brother, can't ignore it. I wanted to pick a virtuous and gentle wife for others, but who would have known that the wife would pick out thousands of people——

Ugh--

It's hard to say.

Feng Jue made a great contribution, and Huang Song gave him a pair of rare twin beauties when he was happy.

The pair of twin beauties had been bought after a lot of effort by the gentry who flattered him, and had been carefully trained.

Worried that Feng Jue was thin-skinned and refused to accept it, Huang Song specially ordered someone to send it to his house, and at the end he even had someone beat Mrs. Feng Jue a few words.

The main room must be magnanimous, don't pinch your husband and refuse to accept concubines!

Those twin beauties, 28 years old, with collagen all over their faces, look dewy!

Even if the male owner doesn't use it, it's very eye-catching to put it at home as a decoration.

Huang Song is so considerate of his subordinates.

And then--

Feng Jue was kicked out by his wife, not only that, but Mrs. Feng Jue also stripped the two girls naked and threw them into Huang Song's backyard.

No matter how good Huang Song's temper is, there is a limit, and he is furious now to deal with Mrs. Feng Jue.

If he doesn't take good care of this woman for Feng Jue, won't she go to heaven in the future?

Mrs. Fengjue's temperament is completely different from her face——

She is usually quiet and quiet, but once she gets angry, she can really climb the roof and tear down the beams of the house!

Mrs. Fengjue is a tough bone, and she said to Huang Song in a calm manner, "I heard that when the emperor was angry, millions of corpses were laid down, and when the princes were angry, blood flowed. The little woman is not that capable, but the hatred of seizing her husband , We cannot live together. To take a head within three feet is also to get something out of a pocket!"

Huang Song: "..."

Hate for taking your husband?

Don't talk about his shady relationship with Feng Jue, okay?

He didn't do anything, didn't he just send Feng Jue two beauties?

Can this be regarded as hatred for seizing your husband?

Huang Song was angry and furious——

Why take a head within three feet, isn't it threatening him?

"What's the matter! I sent a beauty to help her take care of Huai Jie, why is this woman so stubborn?" Huang Song was furious, but Feng Jue pleaded for his wife, Huang Song could not ignore Feng Jue , really killed Mrs. Fengjue, and in the end he could only swallow the bitter fruit back in resentment, "I can only blame Lanting—if she were a man, these little women in the backyard would not be more arrogant than each other—the husband takes a concubine She still doesn't want to, what's the point of this? Is there any man out there who doesn't have a red,/sleeve-like sweetheart?"

Mrs. Qi sneered, and Huang Song was instantly dumbfounded.

The appearance of Jiang Pengji gave confidence to Mrs. Qi, who was born in the general family, and Mrs. Qi was in charge of Huang Song, which indirectly gave confidence to the wives of Huang Song's counselors. If the lord is afraid of his own country, most of the subordinates will also be afraid of his own—this is the same as above and below.

However, there are only a few men who are afraid of guilt and clean themselves, and most men still like to have wives and concubines in groups.

For men, money, power, and sex are eternal pursuits.

Therefore, Huang Song's habit of giving away beauties has not been quit.

You can't give it to Feng Jue to add color to the backyard, he can give it to other people, Nie Xun just lay down like this.

only--

Thinking of Nie Xun's unreasonable closeness to Meng Heng, Huang Song felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He asked his wife to take good care of Nie Xun's wife. On the one hand, he cared about his subordinates, and on the other hand, he alienated Nie Xun and Meng Heng.

Mrs. Qi kept watch until midnight and fell into a deep sleep. Huang Song murmured to Yueqian.

"Lanting Ghost has too many ideas, I have to guard against—"

Huang Song had seen Jiang Pengji's ability to create something out of nothing, and was afraid that Nie Xun would fall into his trap.

By the end of the night—

The bonfire last night had been extinguished, and the white smoke was rising, revealing a bit of coldness.

Before dawn, bursts of military whistles rang through the camp, and the soldiers got up from their beds one after another, practicing exercises against the cold wind and shouting slogans.