Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 44

Song Chengye sat for a while, but couldn't swallow his breath, so he said to Xue Lan: "Mother, this bitch is unruly and difficult to train, and has repeatedly angered my son. If I don't discipline him, I'm afraid I will ride on my son's head in the future!"

Hey, how old are you, still imitating others to sue?

Gu Qingyou rolled his eyes, who the hell would ride you so hard!
The provocative expression was not concealed at all. Song Chengye's lungs exploded with anger, and he wanted to complain a few more words. Xue Lan was discussing with Song Hengye about the resettlement of personnel, and was annoyed by his nagging. He sneered: "Your concubine treats you well." Everything is obedient, how did you end up in such a mess?"

Song Chengye's heart trembled. The conversation between him and Lin'er in the carriage must have reached his mother's ears, and he was about to speak up to defend himself, but Xue Lan didn't listen at all, and waved his hand and said, "Don't lie to me, I just want to remind you again , Youyou is your real wife, if you don't want to be criticized, then be more polite to her from now on!"

Gu Qingyou answered immediately: "Did you hear that, be polite to me!"

When Xue Lan spoke, Song Chengye immediately faltered, and stared hard at Gu Qingyou who was full of embarrassment, wishing to put a hole in her body.

Naturally, Gu Qingyou didn't show any weakness, the two of them each occupied a corner of the carriage, neither of them would bow their heads like a cockfight.

Song Hengye coughed lightly, got up and said, "Since there is nothing wrong, I'll get out of the car and make arrangements first, and then see if there are any nearby villages."

He was away all the year round, and he was not familiar with the terrain here. It was freezing outside, and there was no extra carriage. Normal people couldn't stand staying overnight, let alone the wounded.

This was supposed to be something Song Chengye should worry about, but he acted as if it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't lift his ass when he heard this.

Gu Qingyou didn't want to see him anymore.

Song Chengye didn't notice it, and when he saw Song Hengye going out, he began to take off his clothes.

Gu Qingyou immediately covered her eyes: "What are you doing?!"

Song Chengye looked at her like a fool: "You let me spend the night in wet clothes?"

After standing outside for so long, my clothes were already like ice cubes, but now I was propped up straight on my body, how uncomfortable it was.

Fortunately, there was still a close-fitting layer left, he threw the clothes into Gu Qingyou's hands, and said: "Bake it for me, I don't have any vision!"

The temperature in the compartment was much higher than the outside temperature. After entering, the ice cubes on the clothes had begun to melt, and the dirty muddy water dripped down on the carpet, wetting it.

If it wasn't for being unable to use it, Gu Qingyou would have punched him twice and kicked the dirty clothes to the door with his toes: "You don't have long hands yourself?"

Song Chengye was angry, and because of Xue Lan's presence, he didn't dare to act rashly, so he stuck his neck and said: "As a wife, it is my duty to serve my husband!"

Gu Qingyou sneered: "Really? Who made the rules?"

"you……"

Fortunately, Song Chengye hasn't grown a beard yet, otherwise it would be "one mouthful, one mouthful" at the moment.

Seeing that he was about to get angry again, Xue Lan said impatiently: "Shut up! How grown-up are you, and you still need someone else to take care of such a small matter?"

Song Chengye suddenly lost his temper, and couldn't save face to pick up his clothes. The two of them were in a stalemate when Yang's timid voice came from outside: "My lord, Aunt Lin is awake and wants to see you."

Song Chengye couldn't get out of the car, so he said angrily, "Come up!"

The outside seemed to hesitate for a while, and then lightly knocked on the car door twice.

"Then the maid came up?"

When Yang entered the door, seeing Song Chengye's livid face and the dirty clothes on the floor, he immediately understood what was going on.

Fortunately, the outermost layer of dirty clothes was sackcloth. She picked up the clothes, took out the clean clothes inside, stretched them out and wrung them, then stretched them out and held them in front of the charcoal basin to dry.

I was also afraid of getting the carpet wet, so after baking for a while, I had to go to the door and twist it again. After five or six times, the clothes finally stopped ticking.

Song Chengye pointed to the well-behaved Yang Shi and showed it to Gu Qingyou: "See if you don't want to be kicked out, so learn how to serve people!"

"Then I beg you, quickly write a letter of divorce and thank you!"

Gu Qingyou scolded him, while holding the burning charcoal together with tongs, so as not to be covered by the burnt carbon ash.

But when he put it down, he didn't hold it firmly, and the tongs fell on Song Chengye's clothes. After puffing out a burst of green smoke, there was a hole the size of an egg in the fine moon-white Shu brocade robe.

Song Chengye was completely blown up, jumped up and pointed at her nose and said, "I think you did it on purpose!"

If he could divorce his wife now, would he still let this bitch be so rampant?
He secretly thought in his heart, he must remember to tell Lin'er later that he must not reveal the reason for keeping this bitch. If this bitch finds out, wouldn't it be even more lawless?
The air pressure in the carriage was extremely low, but only Yang felt that the days felt like years.

After finally drying the clothes, and carefully helping Song Chengye put them on, he snorted coldly, but got up, and told Yang, "Go, send Aunt Lin here."

Yang responded and was about to back down, but Xue Lan said, "Wait a minute."

"Aunt Lin was frightened just now, so she shouldn't move, let her rest in the back."

Yang looked at Song Chengye and didn't know what to do.

Song Chengye was in a hurry and understood that this meant not letting Xue Liner come over, but the carriage behind was narrow and there were so many people that it was impossible for him to have a good rest.

He felt distressed, but Xue Lan didn't let go: "They are all concubines. If others can sit, why can't she sit? The prince should treat everyone equally."

Song Chengye acquiesced in translating these words into letting him soak in the rain and dew, sighed dejectedly, and waved to Mrs. Yang: "Forget it, you go tell Lin'er to let her have a good rest first, and I'll go see her when I'm done here. "

Xue Lin woke up and found that she was in the same carriage with other concubines, but Song Chengye was not around her. She was losing her temper at the moment, Shuangjiang and others were silent, and several people crowded into a corner to make her lie comfortably.

However, the carriage was still too small, and Xue Lin'er couldn't straighten her legs. Seeing Mrs. Yang coming in, she immediately got up and asked, "The prince is here?"

Yang replied cautiously: "The son is busy at the moment, he said he will come to see you later."

Xue Liner's face immediately collapsed: "What is he busy with? How long will it take?"

Yang couldn't figure out what Xue Lan meant, but just looking at it like this, he probably wouldn't let the prince come over, so he said vaguely: "The prince is taking care of the wounded, so I'm afraid he won't be able to come here until later."

"The son just came back, what kind of wounded does he arrange for? What does Song Hengye do for food?"

Faced with Xue Lin'er's aggressiveness, Yang's suffering was unbearable. If she told the truth, she was afraid that a carload of people would be used as a punching bag, so she bit the bullet and said: "The family is now in charge of the eldest son, and it is not good for the second son to come forward in everything." .”

Xue Liner was dubious, but she also felt that there was some truth, and she lay back sullenly and said, "Forget it, then I'll wait. Oh, by the way, my clothes are soaked through. Remember to dry them for me."

She has always been delicate and savage, and she has a background, calling around to other concubines like a maidservant, everyone dared not speak out, so they had to hold her clothes and roast them slowly.

　A little friend asked who the hero is...Xiao Xian'er just wanted to say, this can already be chosen with eyes closed~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)