Chapter 375 Newcomer Exit

If you don't serve tea to the mistress, it's not considered a ceremony. If you don't serve tea to the mistress, it's not considered a concubine.

You can say this to ordinary people. But Yang is different, she has a purpose.

Mother Song told Eleven Niang exactly what happened at that time, but Eleven Niang was a little distracted.

Xu Lingyi is a politician. Over time, he will be more or less exposed to occupational diseases. He may be wily and calculating, and he may endure humiliation and hardship, but he will never act rashly because of emotion.

There must be a reason for him to do this.

But she really couldn't figure out why.

No matter what the facts are, Yang was given by the Queen Mother and was carried into the Xu family gate according to the etiquette. In the eyes of the world, Yang was already his concubine. Could it be that others would not pay respect to them because of Yang?

Did Cha deny that she was Xu Lingyi's concubine? Or could she use this excuse to drive Yang out after the Queen Mother's death? He took advantage of loopholes in etiquette, not only to let the Yang family know that he had neglected Yang and feel unhappy, but also to let everyone know that he had neglected Yang.

Besides knowing his dissatisfaction with this matter, what other benefits can there be?

Even if he was prepared to break up with the Yang family in case the emperor didn't want to see the Yang family, now that the emperor had agreed to the concubine and the concubine was given by the queen mother, he could take this opportunity to favor the Yang family.

You can not only please the emperor, but also appease the queen mother, and you can even use this as an excuse to complain to the emperor at an appropriate time.

Even if you get a bargain, you still behave well.

This is what a qualified politician looks like.

What's wrong with Xu Lingyi?

Thinking of this, Eleven Niang couldn't help but look towards Song's mother.

Under the light, Mother Song was talking with joy in her eyes and brows.

Mother Song, Eleven Niang couldn't help but interrupt her. Aunt Yang came in because of Yi's order.

Mother Song's cheerful voice suddenly stopped.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be the concubine of the Marquis. Eleven Niang reminded her softly.

But, Song’s mother felt that what Eleven Niang said made sense, but when she thought about the scene at that time, she felt that Eleven Niang’s words were wrong. But she couldn’t tell what was wrong, so she could only rely on intuition, but Mr. Hou

Not letting her serve tea to Madam means not acknowledging her.

Yes, this is what makes people wonder

If you are really dissatisfied, just leave the person there, why bother worrying about this kind of thing.

Eleven Niang was puzzled, so she beat the waiter in the room, and Hu Hu took him to rest.

The longer they got along, the more she felt that she and Xu Lingyi were very similar people.

They all hope to gain greater rights to ensure that they can live a better life; they are also willing to bear the responsibilities and obligations that they need to bear. Xu Lingyi became the Marquis of Yongping, so he was responsible for the prosperity of his family, the prosperity of his descendants, and the care of

Take good care of everyone in the family. She became the wife of Marquis Yongping, so she was responsible for presiding over the family's middle minister, honoring the wife, handling the relationship between the sisters-in-law, managing the concubines and taking care of the children. But she received different education after all.

Once he gained a foothold, he began to make friends, open an embroidery shop, run a dowry business, and wanted to have his own life circle. As for Xu Lingyi, it seemed that he didn't see that he had plans for himself, or that he had plans and didn't know it. Two people

, one is outside, she can't see his wonderfulness, and one is inside, he will understand if there is any slight disturbance.

Dimly, someone whispered silent words in her ear.

Eleven Niang opened her eyes in confusion.

In the half-darkness of the gauze curtain, there were a pair of shining eyes right in front of her, like the eyes of a leopard hiding in the jungle and peering at humans.

Eleven Niang was startled, she lost all sleep, and instinctively shrank back: Mr. Marquis, what do you want to do?

Xu Lingyi looked at the vigilant look on her tight little face, and suddenly thought of those common girls who were molested by bad boys on the street. He couldn't help laughing. But he suppressed it, with a cold face, and said every word: What am I going to do?

His face slowly approached her.

His face was flushed with alcohol, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth. Although his face was stern, there was a smile in his eyes.

Eleven Niang couldn't help but laugh.

How could you ask such a question?

When Xu Lingyi saw her laughing, he couldn't hold it back and started laughing too. While laughing, he pulled Eleven Niang: Get up and help me change my clothes.

Only then did Eleven Niang realize that he was still wearing the sapphire blue moiré pattern and floral lake silk t-shirt, but it had been rubbed into wrinkles.

When Xu Lingyi saw her looking at him, he yelled and laughed and cursed: That guy Fan Weigang sent me two carts of burning knives from Xuantong. As he spoke, he stood up and his eyes became brighter. King Shun wants to talk to me.

We were fighting for wine, but I drank it and fell down. Now she was lying down in the guest room of our house, and her voice sounded quite proud. She pulled her up again, and stood up to change my clothes, with a bit of arrogance in her expression.

Eleven Niang suddenly realized that Xu Lingyi had drunk too much.

Reasoning with a drunk person is simply asking for trouble.

Eleven Niang didn't say a word, she stood up meekly, asked the maid to fetch water, and followed him to the clean room.

Looking from behind, Xu Lingyi's steps were very steady, but when he entered the clean room, he sat on the small stool and couldn't get up.

When the little maid went over, he glared at her and trembled with fear.

Eleven Niang had no choice but to help him wash up.

Xu Lingyi had been very quiet, her mouth tightly closed, and she didn't say a word to her.

She has seen drunk men.

Usually they use alcohol to say things they dare not say when they are sober, and do things they dare not do when they are sober.

This was the first time she encountered someone like Xu Lingyi.

When you're drunk, you don't say a word or do anything.

She understands this feeling.

It seems that she herself is actually very good at drinking. But she never dares to drink freely. Occasionally she will drink a little if necessary, but it must be within the control range. She is afraid that she will get drunk and say something she shouldn't say.

, I did something I shouldn’t have done.

Thinking of this, Eleven Niang suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

She silently helped him put on his clothes and helped him get into bed.

Amber came over: Mr. Hou went back to the main room directly. She whispered, not going to Aunt Yang's place.

Eleven Niang looked at Xu Lingyi, who was sleeping quietly on his side, hesitated for a moment, and said: Let him rest here. You go and tell Aunt Wen. The Yang family also said hello. Just say that the Marquis is drunk.

Amber responded.

Eleven Niang helped Xu Lingyi tuck in the quilt, put cold water on the bedside table, and turned on the lamp to rest.

Being woken up in the middle of the night: silent words, silent words, pour a cup of cold tea.

Eleven Niang stood up and handed him the cold water.

Xu Lingyi drank it all in one gulp and turned over to sleep.

Eleven Niang was afraid that he would need to drink water later, so she got up and poured some boiled water to cool it down.

The other side shouted: Mo Yan, Mo Yan, where have you gone?

Eleven Niang responded and got on the bed.

Xu Lingyi didn't even open his eyes, he reached over and held her in his arms in a daze, and fell asleep again.

Eleven Niang was half pressed by him, and she moved around for a long time before she found a comfortable position and closed her eyes.

I just felt sleepy and was woken up by him again: silent words, tea

Eleven Niang got up and poured him water.

The whole night passed like this.

Eleven Niang looked tired, and Xu Lingyi felt uncomfortable. She rubbed her temples and called the servant to ask King Shun: Is that guy up?

No servant said cautiously, Linbo went to see the doctor.

Xu Lingyi lay down again and asked the imperial physician to come in and prescribe two doses of medicine for me.

The boy responded and left.

Eleven Niang asked someone to cook porridge: Mr. Hou drank some.

Xu Lingyi reluctantly drank half a bowl.

The aunts came to say hello.

Seeing that Xu Lingyi had no intention of getting up, Eleven Niang helped him put a pillow behind him, got up and went to the hall.

Among the figures, she caught sight of Mr. Yang.

He is only fifteen or sixteen years old, of medium height, but has a slim figure. He wears a pink plain lake silk jacket, his black hair is neatly tied up, and a silver hairpin with a magnolia flower is inserted. He has fair skin and

She has an oval face, long eyebrows at the temples, large almond-shaped eyes, and the corners of her eyes are raised slightly upward. As the waves of light flow, a charming charm comes to her face. However, she has a dignified look, elegant manners, and a demure appearance of a lady, which makes people unable to bear it.

I kept looking and looking, wondering whether this woman was charming or demure.

Flirty but not vulgar, Eleven Niang is stunning.

I understand why there was a moment of silence in the hall yesterday.
To be continued...