Thirty dragon scales (10)

At first, Song Juren didn't think about his identity. He wondered if he was too busy during this period, so he ignored the invitations from his friends' visits and invitations. When he had some free time, he asked the concierge to bring all the posts he received during this period.

The concierge scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Master, I haven't received any greetings!"

His expression seemed a little confused, as if he had never heard of a visitor book. Song Juren couldn't speak. The servant he bought from Renyazi for the sake of his store was naturally not as well-trained as the Princess's Mansion, but he said patiently: "Has no one ever sent me a post?"

The concierge nodded honestly and said, "Go back to Master, yes."

It shouldn't be, Song Juren thought. He had moved out of the princess's mansion for so long, why didn't there be any movement yet? Could it be that the princess had said that her friends would not be allowed to come to find him on weekdays? If so, although she suffered a lot now, Song Juren felt that the choice of Heli was correct.

Forget it, then he will reluctantly take the initiative to see them and tell his friends that he is already free and can have fun and sing every night in the future.

But who knew that he could not enter when he was a place where he would have been drinking tea and chanting poems on weekdays! Juren Song pointed at his nose in disbelief and asked the guardian: "Don't you recognize me? I am--"

For a moment, I couldn't tell who I was.

Prince Consort? That's a long time ago, Juren? This is really not a fame in the capital. Juren opened his mouth and couldn't think of the wording. The guardian looked him up and down and said disdainfully: "I only know the Prince Consort, what kind of thing are you."

People are accustomed to being arrogant and slashing with him. When he was the prince-consort, everyone feared the eldest princess and gave him face. He thought that this face was something he earned by himself. Now he is no longer the prince-consort, so the eldest princess has never said anything to him. Why should others continue to please him? Maybe the eldest princess is very dissatisfied with this former prince-consort. If anyone approaches him, what if the eldest princess gets angry again?

Song Juren was a noble person and lived in poverty for decades. He had never suffered such grievances before. He immediately blushed in anger: "Bold!"

The guardian pushed him aside impatiently: "Give me, don't block the road here, make trouble for a while, do I tell you to make you believe it? Hey--Master Fang! Lord Fang is here! Lord Fang invites you inside, please invite you inside! All the sirs are waiting for Lord Fang--"

As Song Juren looked over, he was surprised to recognize that the civil servant Fang, whom he was most popular with on weekdays. He immediately greeted him with joy. Before he could speak, the other party passed by him without squinting, leaving him alone with a smile on his face, and the scene once became very embarrassing.

Isn’t the look of the guard door the way he saw him before?

Juren Song was so sad and depressed, and felt humiliated. The guardian welcomed Master Song in. When he came back, he saw that Juren Song had not left yet. He was a little gloating when he saw his pitiful appearance. This guy really thought he was so talented. Those civil servants who often gathered here were all fame and fortune. The reason why they pleased Juren Song was because he was the prince consort and the eldest princess’ husband?

But this Juren Song really thought it was his own ability. Alas, it was so pitiful and ridiculous.

Juren Song stood at the door for a while, unable to bear such shame, and finally turned around and left. Then he went to visit his homes for a few friends with good relationships on weekdays. As a result, he couldn't even meet someone else's face!

After eating countless rejections, Juren Song finally gave up and returned home honestly and never went anywhere. He also added fragrance to his red sleeves, and even the interest in reading and writing poetry was gone!

Then slowly, there was another problem in life. In the past, he was in the princess's house, and he ate delicacies, wore silk and satin, and was served by people in food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even the noble eldest princess would change clothes and food for him personally. Juren Song didn't need to worry about anything, he just had to be intoxicated by his own romance and romance. Now he is no longer the prince-consort, and it is not so wonderful to move out to live with his little wife.

Not only can you afford to eat delicacies in a meal, but how can you compare the tributes when you buy silk and satin in a cloth shop outside? The tea you drink is ordinary, the pastries you eat are covered with scraps, and even the rewards cannot be as generous as before!

It took me too long to know what it felt like, especially Juren Song and a little wife who worked hard to help her parents' home.

When Linglong heard all this on the way, she laughed so hard that her branches were trembling. Mei Xiang was worried that the little princess would choke her with a smile. Fortunately, she was safe all the way. When they arrived at the Song Mansion, Mei Xiang took the initiative to go up and knock on the door. She had never seen such a beautiful girl in the doorman. When she saw that she was dressed as a wealthy family, she quickly asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong with a girl coming to our Song Mansion?"

"I am the princess's personal maid. Is there any Juren Song here? My princess misses him quite a bit, so she comes to visit him."

Good, the doorman thought that the princess's personal maids were so beautiful, so how beautiful the princess should be! He was a little curious and looked behind Mei Xiang. This would never appear in the princess's mansion. The servants performed their own duties and no one would exceed the rules. It seemed that Song Juren was talking about the rules, but in fact his servants didn't teach him much!

The concierge hurried in to report. When Juren Song heard that Linglong was coming, he immediately stood up. After all, he was his biological daughter. Although he wanted a son very much, he loved his daughter quite much.

When I saw her, her daughter was so glorious that she was extremely noble, but her father was very haggard.

Linglong looked surprised: "What's wrong with my father? Is he sick? Why do you look at him as he is more than ten years old?"

Song Juren couldn't speak and forced a smile and said, "Linglong, you are here, come and talk to your father..."

Linglong sat down beside him, and couldn't help but sigh, who said that food, rice, oil and salt can only destroy a woman's youth? If a man is immersed in it, he still can't recognize him. Although the Song Juren before was a little pretentious, he could also see his youthful style. However, Song Juren now has really become an ordinary middle-aged man. In addition to having no bald head or big belly, standing with the eldest princess is probably not going to be regarded as two generations.

"Father, are you doing a bad life? I see you are much haggard, but you can eat, sleep and rest?"

Linglong asked carefully and gentlely. She had to figure it out that she could tell jokes to the eldest princess after she went back. Nothing made the eldest princess happier than her former princess who was not doing well. Those who separated and hope you would be happy are nonsense. Anyway, she knew that Song Juren was not doing well, Linglong could eat more rice.

When Song Juren was asked in such a gentle voice in his daughter, he returned to the princess's mansion in a trance. He was still the prince-consort who was sought after by everyone. He was carefree and only had the romance. For a moment, his expression was a little dazed, until a delicate "husband" came. Linglong immediately turned his head and saw a young woman holding her waist and touching her belly standing at the circular arch, looking pitifully at this side.

In that belly, the son whom he had been waiting for for a long time to inherit the incense, Song Juren immediately stood up and walked over: "Why are you here?"

The little wife was timid. She glanced at Linglong and then quickly moved away, as if she was a little scared: "I heard that the princess is here. According to the rules, she should come and ask for peace..."

"It's not just a greeting." The maid Mei Xiang said in a deep voice, "The princess is a royal conferred by the current emperor. You are a white man. You should perform the ceremony of kneeling three times and knocking nine times."

The little wife immediately turned pale. Song Juren was afraid that she would hurt the child in her belly and immediately said to Linglong: "She is heavy and has many discomforts. Linglong should not make things difficult for Linglong."

Linglong curled her lips, she was not in a dilemma. She just said something from her maid. Look at how Song Juren is like this, she is like Linglong kicking her a few times. Seeing that Song Juren is not doing well, Linglong is happy and is not ready to continue wasting her time: "Since that's the case, father, I won't bother you anymore and come to see you in the future."

Before leaving, she slowly glanced at the belly of her little wife, feeling a little regretful. She regretted that this unborn little girl had too much expectation that she would not receive all the love of her parents after birth, and even was complained by her parents who were eager for her son because she was a girl.

But what does this have to do with her?

As expected, when the eldest princess heard that Song Juren was at least ten years older, she slapped the table and laughed boldly. Her charming face showed the beauty after being moistened. She was now also excited. Sure enough, the young little wolf dog is much better than the old bacon! Moreover, the eldest princess looks and looks, the man who was favored by her once couldn't help but fall in love with her. Not only was he more loyal to her, but he also became jealous.

The princess's mansion is now filled with a happy atmosphere.

The eldest princess quietly collected several faces, all of which Linglong looked for her. From her appearance to physical strength to her personality, she definitely liked the eldest princess. She might have a little temper occasionally, but they were all extremely well-behaved and were not restless when placed in the princess's mansion. Therefore, the nourished eldest princess was in a particularly good mood these days.

She understood why men always wanted three wives and four concubines. To be honest, these people around her were gentle as jade, taciturn, and also had lotus flowers. Some were proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs, and essays, some were good at dancing swords and guns, and even those who were skilled in cooking. As for the prince consort... I’m sorry, what is the prince consort?

Why haven't she heard of this kind of thing?
Chapter completed!