Ping Wang gradually calmed down, frowned, turned his head, and looked at the third master,

"After I leave, what's wrong, that makes my wife angry?"

The third master moved unnaturally and said with a smile:

"I know that I was ill last month, and several more things happened to Jinchuan Mansion. I really don't have the energy to pay attention to these."

King Ping stared at the third master for a while, turned his head and said loudly:

"Call Sun Yi in!"

Soon, Sun Yi hurriedly ran in, and King Ping stared at him coldly.

"What happened to the time when my grandfather was away that made the wife unhappy?"

Sun Yi twitched his lips, looked at the third master secretly, leaning down his upper body lowered, and replied carefully:

"When I say that, I seem to hear that Mr. Wen often goes to Houdeju, which is opened by his wife, and I haven't heard anything next to him."

King Ping turned his head and stared at Mu Tong and asked:

"Madam is unhappy?"

Mu Tong sobbed a few times and replied:

"If you want to go back to me, that's the business of the Wen family. If your wife is not angry about this, she is angry that she is bullied by a slave! Master, please be the master!"

King Ping pinched his body and stared at the third master for a while. The third master moved a little uncomfortable. On both sides, one was the current princess, and Hangu Temple stood behind him, but there would be no more children. Although he was an aunt, he was the eldest son and the biological mother of the third son. This was the prince's housework, so he would rather ignore it.

King Ping turned around, stared at Mu Tong with tears in his face for a while, sat back on the chair, and asked for a while:

"What does Madam mean?"

"When I say to you, my wife said, it's up to me. My wife has been bullied... My wife, you have to be the master of my wife!"

King Ping frowned and picked up the thin body contract for a while. The third master said anxiously:

"Master, Jin..."

"Shut up!"

King Ping interrupted the third master sternly, and the third master shrank back and swallowed the words back. King Ping looked at Mu Tong for a while, stared at Mu Tong for a while, frowned and walked back and forth several times, stopped in front of Mu Tong, and said in a gentle voice:

"You go back and report to your wife. Since Yang Yuanfeng sold himself to his wife, he is his wife's slave."

The third master and Ding Yi looked at King Ping in shock. Mu Tong lowered his head and sobbed. King Ping paused and continued:

"However, now I want to use this slave, it is considered to be borrowed by my master and my wife. Of course, I can't let my wife use it without a personal use, so I let Ding Yi serve this slave first. If the wife has something to do, just let Ding Yi do it. How about it?"

Mu Tong kowtowed:

"It depends on the instructions of my country."

"Well, you go back. Take this deed back, and tell your wife that no one dares to aggrieved her in South Korea and Pingyang Mansion. Go."

Mu Tong kowtowed and thanked him, and left. King Ping turned his head, looked at Ding Yi, and after a while, he ordered:

"Didn't you hear what the master said? Why don't you go to the village to serve your wife!"

Ding Yi hurriedly got up and stepped back out of the house. Ping Wang Ping took a breath, turned his head and looked at the third master.

"The Wen family has been in a distortion over the past two years, and it is time for someone to take care of it. Since you don't care about this, don't interfere in the future! Well, go and ask if the Pingyang Prefecture Office knows this? Also, tell Yang Yuanfeng that from today on, he will be revoked and let him receive money and rice from his wife. Tomorrow, go to the village and give his servant tribute to his wife! If you dare to do it, you must be a good person!"

The third master responded quickly, and felt uneasy in his heart.

Li Qing returned to the village, took a shower, changed into a light green tight, wide-sleeved Yunyan thin cotton top, and a plum-patterned gauze skirt with the same color, tied her hair loosely, and sat in a gloomy mood on the rocking chair under the eaves, slowly shaking. Songluo and bamboo branches held round fans, stood beside Li Qing, carefully driving mosquitoes. There were many flowers and plants in the yard. Although there were many vanillas that repel mosquitoes, there were still many mosquitoes. The sky gradually darkened, Qiu Yue came over with a smile and bent her knees slightly.

"Madam, let's go back to the house. As soon as it gets dark, the little flying insects can't see clearly. If they bite, the lady will be so itchy that she can't sleep well at night. Zhu Yu had just sent someone to say that the dishes were almost ready. I asked her to prepare them and then deliver them. It's time to eat."

Li Qing stood up with a smile and entered the room. Qiuyue breathed a sigh of relief. She was most afraid that her wife would be dazed like this. When she was a child, she would be stunned like this and could not even hear people's words. She called over and said some inexplicable nonsense, which often scared her and Liuli to be at a loss.

Li Qing entered the room and leaned on the east couch with a little depressed look. Liuli directed the maid and the woman to arrange the rice, handed it over with a pair of chopsticks with silk patties. Li Qing took it, picked up a little red stewed fish mouth and tasted it carefully, and tasted the other three dishes that I had eaten in Houdeju today. He frowned slightly. Zhu Yu had changed his clothes and came in. He looked at Li Qing nervously. Li Qing put down the chopsticks and turned the plate again. He looked at several dishes carefully for a while before turning his head, looking at Zhu Yu and said with a smile:

"This cooking is really about talent. Zhuyu is better than the one in Houdeju!"

Zhu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and a smug smile appeared on her face. Li Qing smiled and looked at her up and down.

"Tomorrow, I will send you to Houdeju, so please give them some advice!"

Zhu Yu was stunned and replied with a smile for a long time:

"Mrs. I made fun of me again. How could I give advice to those masters?"

"Why can't you? You cook this dish better than them. Go back and sort out the cooking method and prepare. I'll ask Mama Zheng to arrange a few mothers to send you over tomorrow."

Zhu Yu looked at Li Qing in disbelief, her face gradually turned red.

"Madam, do you really think I can do it? I..."

Li Qing nodded with a smile, picked up the chopsticks, and continued to eat the fish's mouth. Zhu Yu stood beside him with a red face, turned to look at Liuli, and looked at Qiuyue again. Qiuyue and Liuli both smiled at her encouragement, and Zhu Yu's face slowly smiled with surprise.

After eating, Li Qing ordered Qiuyue to come back and ask him to go back and rest first and then reply tomorrow morning.

Qiuyue waited for Li Qing to wash up, took off her hairpin ring, changed into a set of peach blossom clothes, Li Qing leaned against the bed, Qiuyue held a needlework and talked to her by her side.

"Madam, do you really want that Yang Yuanfeng to be your slave?"

"Um?"

Li Qing was stunned and tilted her head to look at Qiuyue. She could not avoid it. So were they. Since that was the case, some things should be taught to them. He asked with a smile:

"You said, in this Korean land, except for the old concubine and the prince, what should I do if someone else wants me to ask you for a rude girl?"

Qiuyue was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time. Li Qing stared at her with a smile in her eyes and continued:

"Not to mention whether I am willing to let it go or not. You are my close-knit girl. I am being punished by a rough maid. The person's identity is still under me. You think, where can I put my face?"

Qiuyue's brows gradually frowned, and Li Qing looked at her and continued:

"Even if you make a big mistake that you can't forgive, you have to punish, beat, or sell, I will do it! I will give you the hand of someone else, and you know that it is because you made a big mistake, but you don't know that it is just a slap in the face."

Qiuyue stretched her eyebrows a little, and frowned again.

"Madam means that the prince won't give Yang Yuanfeng to his wife?"

Li Qing looked at her with a smile, shook her head slightly, and explained patiently:

"But if I don't give it to me, I have that body contract and take all the truth. The prince is his master and my master. I always have to give me one. This is not the purpose. The prince is a smart person. He will definitely think about why I took out this body contract and asked someone to go there. I made Mu Tong cry desperately. Why did he seem aggrieved and how to cry? The prince must think more. He will check what happened when he was not in Pingyang Mansion. Then, the body contract and Yang Yuanfeng, how to deal with it is his attitude."

Qiuyue listened carefully, looked at the embroidery needle in her hand with her eyes focused, pondered for a while, raised her head and said with a smile:

"I understand what the lady means! The lady asked Mu Tong to go, not to ask for someone, but to ask for an explanation! Madam, I think the prince will definitely give this breath for the lady!"

"Oh? Why, let's talk about it."

Li Qing blinked and asked, Qiuyue twisted her body slightly shyly, and thought for a while before saying:

"Madam, look, the Wen family bullies you, which means losing the prince's face. The prince cannot give you the prince's affairs. You can't let the wife give in to both things. You can't let the wife give in. We weigh the two, and the prince will definitely beat the Wen family and protect Yang Yuanfeng."

Li Qing smiled and stood up straight.

"The matter of being a good person is worthy of the prince's face! You are right. When we first arrived in Han, we were lonely and had no foundation. There was only a prince behind us. After slapping me in the face, the only one who could be connected behind us was the prince's face. However, we can't think about everything better. After all, no matter how the prince deals with it, I can only 'rely rely on my master' first."

Qiuyue closed her smile and sighed. Li Qing looked at her and comforted her with a smile:

"Don't worry too much. You just think about why the prince was willing to let me be this concubine, why he promised me to move to this village, and why he could be so polite to me. You should know that in his eyes, your girl is at least a habitable strange thing. I have the consciousness of being a strange thing, so he should naturally be a good master, and he will definitely not let me be bullied too much."

Qiuyue stood up, poured a cup of tea for Li Qing, and complained:

"The lady said it again, and the slaves were sold by the master as goods. How could such a noble person be such a strange thing?"

Li Qing chuckled softly, laughed slowly, and finally lay on the bed and laughed loudly. What is the difference between Qiuyue and her and King Ping? She was soaked in her body and mind in this day!

The next day, Li Qing woke up very early. In her dream, she returned to the highway at dawn. Amid the cheerful African drum beats, the accelerator stepped to the bottom and flew on the open and smooth road! (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!)
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