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Chapter 781 Shunqi Soup (1)
The men of the Du family had dinner at Mrs. Du's Fushou Tang, and finally went back to their respective rooms.At the last moment, the Second Mrs. Du still didn't tell about the fact that Mr. Du and Mrs. Du had taken a fancy to Liu Qiqiao in advance, and she just leaned on the soft couch and sighed.Xiu'er served tea, and seeing Mrs. Du's sigh, she comforted her and said, "Madam, don't be too depressed. After all, she is a country girl married by the eldest wife, and she won't lose face to our second room. If Madam is angry It’s not worth it if you break your body.”

The second Mrs. Du was so distressed, she held back her breath and said: "At that time, I really wanted to just stab it out like this, but I want to see if the old lady can give them a good face? After all, they will go their own way after meeting people. I don't need to put a smile on my face anymore. If I don't care about the relationship between me and your second master, what can't I do?"

At this moment, Xiu'er was not feeling well either. When Liu Qiqiao entered the door, it was obvious that the girl named Qian would also enter the door?Mother Li is still thinking about this!Xiu'er couldn't hold her breath, and thought about her daughter's family, how could she arrange her own marriage, and felt a little depressed.

Mrs. Du Er was angry, and the little maid outside broke a cup of tea and came in, and said with a smile: "The second master said that he won't come to sleep today, so he asked the servant to bring this bowl of Shunqi soup to the second wife. The wife doesn't sleep well at night, and there is a sedative medicine added here to ensure that the second wife can sleep until dawn."

Second Mrs. Du raised her eyebrows and saw that this girl was the maid in Aunt Hua's room, and the second master usually dotes on Aunt Hua the most.She knew that she didn't have many aunts who had both virtue and talent, so she didn't say anything. To actually push her nose and face like this today made Mrs. Du very angry, so she just pointed at the maid and scolded: "What Shunqi soup, I'm You are not sick, what kind of Shunqi soup do you drink? You can send it to me wherever you bring it, I will not drink this Shunqi soup!"

The servant girl came here according to the second master Du's intention, and said the words exactly according to the second master Du's instructions. Who knew that she was aggrieved by the second wife of Du and scolded, so she just cried and said with a mournful face: " The second wife got so angry and said that she was not angry, the soup was brought by the second master's order, the servant was just running an errand, and had a message, the second wife didn't want to use it, so the slave took it back to the second master Even if it is, there is no need to be pointed and scolded by the second wife." The little maid said, and left with a plate.Second Mrs. Du slapped the table angrily and said, "What the hell, is this the Du family where I am in charge? A little girl dares to talk back to me."

Seeing that Mrs. Du Er was very angry, Xiu'er stepped forward to comfort her and said, "Madam, why bother to be angry with her little maid, she's just an errand runner, and the usual wife is the most generous person, so let the servants see me like this." It's not good anymore."

The Second Mrs. Du only felt that she was so angry that her heart ached, but she was so stubborn that she declined the bowl of Shunqi soup from Master Du Second. She just tossed and turned on the bed and did not fall asleep all night.

Of course, Du Ruo, who spent the last night before marriage in Baicaoyuan, didn't fall asleep either.But Mrs. Du was out of anger, and Du Ruo was out of excitement.

Du Ruo couldn't sleep on the bed, so he put on his clothes and walked back and forth in the Baicao courtyard for a few times, then went to the study room, only looked at the manuscript written by Liu Qiqiao, and carefully revised it under the lamp , Smelling the fragrance of ink on it, thinking of the man biting the tip of the pen and contemplating his brows, he couldn't help being intoxicated.

(End of this chapter)