This amused Mrs. Ming.

She nodded happily, "OK, OK, with you, I'm relieved."

Mi Raner lowered her eyes and thought sarcastically that Mrs. Ming invited these ladies to her home and ordered her to prepare snacks and tea,

Isn't it just to give her pressure and show off her daughter-in-law?

After lunch, MI Raner and Mingyang go back to the yard for a nap.

When she got back, MI Ran'er was still in bed when Mrs. Ming's servant girl came.

"Young madam, these are the hobbies and taboos of several ladies. Madam told us to make proper arrangements. If anything goes wrong, it is the poor reception. At that time, these ladies will have a bad impression on the city Lord's residence!"

The servant girl is worthy of being around the city Lord's wife. She speaks and works very neatly.

Mi Ran'er grabbed the middle of his eyebrows, took the thick pieces of paper, and then nodded, "well, I know."

After the servant girl left, MI Ran'er sat down and looked carefully at the things written on the paper.

I don't know when Mingyang stood behind her.

"How do I feel that your mother is deliberately trying to test me?" Mi Ran'er said helplessly after reading it.

"Isn't it normal to test you? After all, you will become the wife of the city Lord in the future. At that time, you will be the one who deals with these rich merchant wives. She just wants to teach you these things early and let you get used to the life of dealing with people like this."

Mingyang said that quite well.

Mi Ran'er patted the paper on the table, and a smile came out of her mouth, "such a test is nothing to me..."

She just doesn't like the scene of being commented on tomorrow.

Mingyang read out the girl's current state of mind from her sigh.

He pinched her shoulder painfully, "well, I believe you can handle it properly."

Hearing this, MI Ran'er looked back at Mingyang. After looking into his eyes, he suddenly grinned, "you are so gentle to me and encourage me. I'm really not used to it!"

"It's both husband and wife. If I don't encourage you, why should I pour cold water on you? If you can't do these things well, won't you lose my face? I encourage you just to let you handle tomorrow's things properly! Don't think too much."

Mingyang said and took back his hand.

This guy is really proud.

Mi Raner got up, crossed Mingyang's side, went to the bed and fell directly on the bed. Her little face was buried in the soft bedding. She said in a voice: "I don't think much. I know the situation between us now. I will try to be the young lady of the North City Lord. I hope you can also play my husband..."

"Play?"

The man sat down heavily by the bed.

His big hand fell on MI Raner's waist and squeezed it hard.

With punitive.

"Being a husband is your husband. What is playing?" the man's tone was tinged with anger.

"Oh, I said something wrong. Sorry, Xianggong!" with a soft sound, Mingyang's heart suddenly ripples

He bent over.

Seeing what he was going to do, MI Ran'er shrunk his neck, "Ai Ai, it's noon now..."

"What happened at noon? It's just a nap!"

The man's words made mi Ran'er's forehead slip three black lines.