Be careful, there are fat girls

Chapter 15
Wang Yanyang was speechless, according to the rules, she was right, but...he looked at the mourning housekeeper Han on the ground, and cursed secretly: You unworthy girl!

Pretending to have a sip of tea, she said slowly, "Daughter-in-law, this housekeeper also needs to be relaxed."

Mu Qingxi bowed respectfully: "The daughter-in-law has been taught, and she must teach her servants well after she returns. She is so relaxed now that even a small servant dares to bully her master with power, so she must manage her well." It is."

King Fanyang froze, but saw Mu Qingxi with a serious face, he didn't know what to say, so he waved his hand: "Go, go."

Mu Qingxi bowed again before leaving.

Prince Chunyu looked at King Fanyang with his eyes, King Fanyang wanted to say something, but he was concerned about the presence of the princess, so he could only say: "Go back to the door tomorrow, go back and see your father-in-law, please ask for me."

By the way, he winked at him.

Prince Chunyu understood, bowed and said, "My son understands."

"Go down."

Prince Chunyu bid farewell to the concubine before turning around and leaving.

Seeing him go out, the concubine said softly, "Don't be angry, my lord. Housekeeper Han, please get up too. The concubine Shizi just entered the door. She probably doesn't know who is being punished today, so I can't blame her."

Steward Han was full of dissatisfaction, but he didn't dare to say anything wrong with the princess, so he had to bury any resentment in his stomach, and only looked at the prince with his eyes.

The prince was annoyed by his look, "Go back and take good care of your mother-in-law. Don't rely on you to make troubles every day in the outer house. Let's forget about this matter. She is a new bride who just entered the house. Could it be that she is doing it for a servant? , can I still punish her? What's more, this matter was done by your mother-in-law. "

Butler Han agreed aggrievedly. Thinking of his hard work these years, the prince couldn't bear it, "Go back and coax her first, and I will find her a good job in a few days."

Even though the best job was gone, Housekeeper Han could only pinch his nose and admit that it was bad luck. He scolded Mu Qingxi, a fat girl, thousands of times in his stomach before he kowtowed and left resentfully.

Mu Qingxi returned to the Lingfeng Hall, thinking about the attitude of King Fanyang just now, and became even more suspicious.Who is kneeling on the ground? I can figure it out with my toes. It must be Butler Han who came to sue him early in the morning.His wife was beaten by her, he must be very unwilling, wishing that King Fanyang would teach him a lesson.

However, King Fanyang's expression is very intriguing. It is obviously impatient and disgusted, but more of it is forbearance.

Yes, forbearance.Why should he forbear?Does he want something from himself?

Mu Qingxi couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in this big gourd of King Fanyang.

Just as she was lowering her head to think, she suddenly heard a "whoosh", before she could react, a stone hit her forehead with a "bang".

Mu Qingxi exclaimed, stretching out her hand to cover the pain, the palm of her hand was already wet and slippery.Mo Xiang, who was supporting her, exclaimed in shock: "Oh, the imperial concubine is bleeding!"

Mu Qingxi said angrily: "Who is it? Come out!"

She looked around, with such strength, it would not be an adult, if an adult wanted to assassinate her, such a stone could have pierced her head, but now it is only bleeding from the skin, it must be a child who hit her.

When Mo Xiang heard her shout, she also looked around with her eyes, and suddenly pointed to a figure in the bushes and shouted: "There! Come out!"

The figure didn't move, Mo Xiang strode up angrily, and dragged the person out of the bush. Both of them were stunned, but they saw a little boy of four or five years old, with a thin body and a dirty body. I can't see the color of the original clothes on my body.He bit his lip, holding a slingshot made of iron wire tightly in his little muddy hand, looking at them with a hesitant and helpless expression.

A strange look flashed in Mu Qingxi's eyes, and she asked, "Who are you? Why did you hit me with stones?"

The little boy looked at the blood stains on Mu Qingxi's forehead, and murmured, "I didn't intend to hit you, I just wanted to hit the pigeons in the sky."

Mu Qingxi looked at the pigeons hovering in the air, and was speechless for a while.

"It's so high, can you hit it?"

The little boy lowered his head in embarrassment.At this moment, Prince Chunyu came over, looked at them, noticed the wound on Mu Qingxi's forehead, frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Mu Qingxi said lightly: "It's nothing, I accidentally scratched my head with a flying stone."

Chunyu Fengzhan stared at the little boy in front of him indifferently: "Lang'er, did you do it?"

The little boy showed horror on his face: "Father, I'm sorry, Lang'er won't dare again."

Mu Qingxi had already guessed the identity of this little boy, Chunyu Lang, the eldest son of Chunyu Fengzhan, and his mother, Aunt Liu, was five years old this year.

Looking at the little man in front of him, he looked respectful and timid on the outside, but there was a sly gleam in those big black eyes.

Mu Qingxi touched Wuzi's painful forehead, and suddenly realized in his heart, if this kid was really shooting birds, the stone would not have such a strong force to injure him, unless it was intentional.

Chunyu Fengzhan didn't care about this, and he didn't seem to show any kindness to this son, he waved his hand like chasing a small animal, "Go down."

The little beast opened a pair of big black and white eyes, full of admiration, but after hearing what Chunyu Shizi said, it sadly disappeared from his eyes.

Looking at the lonely back of the child, Mu Qingxi suddenly wanted to scold Chunyu Fengzhan, his son has become like this, but he, a father, doesn't care about it?It's really cool!
Chunyu Fengzhan frowned and looked at the wound on Mu Qingxi's forehead: "Are you okay?"

Mu Qingxi took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the wounded area, the bleeding was gone, after all, she was a child and her hands were weak.Shaking her head: "It's okay", she couldn't help asking: "You don't seem to like Lang'er?"

Chunyu Fengzhan was stunned, and smiled: "He is just a bastard, and his mother's status is low, so naturally he can't attend the banquet. Even if I want to love, I must love my own son and daughter."

Looking at the enlarged face he suddenly approached, Mu Qingxi only felt a chill all over her body, and endured it so that she didn't punch that handsome face with a punch.

Taking a small step back without showing any trace, Mu Qingxi said with a wooden face: "I'm injured, I need to call a doctor, so my son can leave."

She turned around and left, but she heard Chunyu Shizi raised her voice behind her and said: "Get ready, get ready, you have to go back tomorrow."

Mu Qingxi paused, didn't bother to look back, and walked away.

Seeing that there was a wound on her forehead, Mother Feng suddenly turned pale with fright, and examined it carefully, but luckily it was just a little scratch, so she just found some medicine and wiped it on.

Mu Qingxi lightly clasped the tabletop with her fingers, but Chunyulang's thin body and those big agile eyes kept coming to mind.

This home is more complicated than she imagined.It seems that she needs to find some time to take a good look at the women in her husband's backyard.

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(End of this chapter)