Chapter 404

It's autumn, and the weather is beginning to cool. The sun is still bright, but it doesn't have the scorching heat. It's warm and comfortable to shine on your body.

There was a soft knock on the door three times. Yan Qi um for a moment, and the figure at the door retreated.

Looking at the sun, it's really late. There are too many things today to stay in bed, but Yan Qi, who holds his head and looks at her sleeping face, still doesn't want to move.

There is warmth flowing in her heart. Her fingers gently touch the outline of her face. Yan Qi's mouth can't help but tilt upward. Family, in fact, she knows everything. She knows their love. So in return, with the word family, the lover may break up at any time and turn into a stranger. Only family, even if quarreling and angry, can't be separated. She wants to be together all her life, just like husband and wife.

Although those children may not know the difference, the three of them, er, and the dead Cheng Jia know it. They are so happy that they forget to stop Ling Qingyu from fooling around with the three little ones. As a result, she is drunk again.

Seeing her drunken posture, Cheng Jia Fu Xiyan didn't recognize it, but was aroused by ambition. Yes, he must not know my talent. If he had seen me, he would surely love me.

As soon as this idea came out, it thrived like weeds, and finally spread into a piece in her heart. She itched so much that she just wanted to jump out immediately and run to Cheng Jia to sing a most proud poem. Fortunately, she still had some reason and held her hand tightly to endure it.

"Isn't the post we received this time the post of the cultural association? Why don't we see someone who let us fight the text?" Miss Wu muttered in a low voice. They just ran over to attend this nondescript cultural meeting with such joy, not only aiming to show their faces in front of these best talents in Bianjing, but the male guests are so busy now, but the female guests don't have any related activities at all, just can see the style of the male guests.

When Miss Wu said this, all the young ladies reacted and talked. Some of them were brave enough to ask their elders about the situation. This question was asked by Wang Huilan.

Wang Huilan was eager to have a reason to let herself come forward. Hearing the complaints of the ladies, she immediately called the girl next to her to find the steward. The servant girl looked around, and finally came in with Bai Wei and a steward of fan's house.

Wang Huilan saw the two people, and without waiting for them to salute, she smashed the tea bowl in her hand and angrily said, "how do you do things? Wen Hui Wen Hui, what do you need to prepare?"

Bai Wei and the steward knelt on the ground and kowtowed first. The steward glanced at Bai Wei. She didn't know anything about Wenhui. Didn't she just say to receive the women's families? So they didn't do anything wrong with the reception of the female relatives?

Bai Wei bowed her head and softly replied, "I don't know what the lady said to prepare? The maid just obeyed the orders of Prince Cheng and Prince Wang and served the ladies."

"What a clever mouth, dare to talk back to me, palm." Wang Huilan leaned back and said coldly.

Nearby, a maid in waiting immediately came forward and pulled Bai Wei up, raised her hand and smoked. After a few slaps, Bai Wei's tender face became red and swollen.

Bai Wei bit her teeth and didn't make a sound. When the maid in waiting was finished, she knelt down again and said, "madam, what do you want to prepare? Please discuss with Prince Cheng, and the slaves will know how to do it."

With a slap, Wang Huilan smashed the newly held tea bowl on Bai Wei's forehead and said, "don't think I don't know who your master is. A servant dares to be so rampant. Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you now, and your cheap master dares not say a word!"

"Oh, what is this?" With a bright voice, Mrs. Gao came in, saw the scene in the room, and smiled at Wang Huilan, "second princess, what are you doing?"

"Teach these unruly slaves a lesson." Wang Huilan paused, lowered her eyes and said.

"Are these slaves in the second prince's mansion?" Mrs. Gao covered her mouth and laughed.

Wang Huilan's hand paused and looked up at Mrs. Gao, who smiled politely. Naturally, this is not her servant. In other people's homes, it's not through the master's home to discipline other people's slaves. This kind of thing

"Forget it, I won't care about it today," Wang Huilan stood up and smiled at the ladies in the room with their heads bowed. "Since they weren't prepared, let's go outside and have a seat below, and also ask those talents to see that our boudoir women have no less talent than them."