The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Jiang Wanqing's every word and action seemed to put Zhou Zigu first.

The "love" for Zhou Zigu on her face could not be hidden no matter how hard she tried.

Zhou Zigu felt very pleased when he saw Jiang Wanqing being deceived by him and still counting money for him.

A trace of pity flashed across his eyes.

Jiang Wanqing is the most noble lady in the capital, and she is more than qualified to be my match.

This is how your wife should be.

But who made her father, the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, unwilling to take sides...

When he thought of this, Zhou Zigu no longer felt any pity towards Jiang Wanqing.

At this time, Song Nansheng appeared, having changed his clothes.

Zhou Zigu heard the noise and turned to look at Song Nansheng.

He couldn't help but frown, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

But in a moment, Zhou Zigu returned to normal.

He said, "It's getting late, let's go there early."

After saying that, Zhou Zigu turned and left.

Song Nansheng hurriedly followed Zhou Zigu's footsteps.

Jiang Wanqing took all of this in.

Now, Zhou Zigu's "love" for Song Nansheng seems to be fading away.

After knowing what happened to Song Nansheng before, Zhou Zigu might not be able to treat Song Nansheng the same way as before.

What Song Nansheng was most proud of was Zhou Zigu's "love" for her, so she was going to tear this "illusory" love to pieces.

What Zhou Zigu values ​​most is power, so she wants to pull down everything Zhou Zigu relies on.

Jiang Wanqing took a deep breath and the calm smile returned to her face.

Walk towards the door.

Zhou Zigu has already boarded the carriage.

He was on the carriage, preparing to pull Song Nansheng's hand towards him.

Jiang Wanqing saw this scene and laughed out loud.

I couldn't help but ask, "Does my husband want me to ride alone in the carriage behind?"

Zhou Zigu stopped and looked at Song Nansheng, who was looking pleading under the carriage.

After pursing her lips, she looked at Jiang Wanqing and said, "Sister Sheng'er is pregnant with my child, so I naturally want to keep her by my side, so that I can feel more at ease."

Jiang Wanqing asked, "But, my husband and my maid are riding in the same carriage. How can I explain this to my family or the wives of officials who see us later?

Should I tell them that we have a bad relationship, or that my husband favors his concubine over his wife? Do I have to bring my maid to a palace banquet and do things in a high-profile manner? "

Zhou Zigu frowned.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Song Nansheng again: "Sheng'er, since you are Madam's maid today, you should walk, but you have a child, so you should take the carriage at the back."

Song Nansheng's expression suddenly cracked. He looked at Zhou Zigu in disbelief.

I am already being bullied for wearing maid's clothes.

Now, he was forced to ride on another carriage.

Jiang Wanqing took a few steps forward and walked in front of the carriage.

Then he said to Song Nansheng: "Sister Nansheng, my husband chose you because of the baby in your belly. You must stay with us when we attend the palace banquet later.

However, the only person who can ride in the same carriage with her husband is the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang. Sister Nan Sheng, please go to the carriage at the back and don’t waste time. "

Jiang Wanqing deliberately brought up the matter of the child to provoke Song Nansheng.

Song Nansheng thought that Zhou Zigu compromised with her only because of the child.

This caused Song Nansheng to fall into endless internal friction and she began to doubt whether Zhou Zigu still loved her.

Just looking at the current situation, I'm afraid that Song Nansheng must think that Zhou Zigu has "changed his heart".

Zhou Zigu didn't dare to look at Song Nansheng's face, and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Wanqing again.

After Jiang Wanqing got on the carriage, he looked down at Song Nansheng and kindly reminded her, "Sister Nansheng, don't stand there like an idiot. Go sit in the carriage at the back."

Song Nansheng looked towards the seat in the carriage with an unwilling look, hoping that Zhou Zigu could say a word for him.

But Zhou Zigu only heard a faint voice: "Sheng'er, stop making trouble. Taking you to the palace banquet today has already broken the rules."

Upon hearing this, Song Nansheng bit his lip and took a deep breath.

With a broken look in his eyes, he said, "Okay, Sheng'er got it."

Song Nansheng walked slowly towards the carriage behind.

Zhou Zigu's carriage had already set off.

Song Nansheng stopped and looked at the carriage that had already left. He felt that Zhou Zigu was also getting farther and farther away from him, just like the carriage.

At this time, the impatient voice of the carriage driver came: "Second Aunt, please hurry up and don't waste time. This is a palace banquet!"

Song Nansheng looked at the coachman with viciousness in his eyes before getting on the carriage.

But I heard the driver outside making disdainful complaints.

"What a jerk! You really think you are the master. You have been kept by the Marquis of Xingchang for so many years, but you still refuse to leave."

"Madam is also pitiful. She was so kind to let the cousin live in her own manor, but who knew that she would raise such an ungrateful person?"

"The Marquis has only been back for more than a month, and this woman is actually one month pregnant. How can she hold it in? The Marquis's child even has a broken leg!"

"What a misfortune for our family! Poor lady."

"Nowadays, you still have to shamelessly go to the palace banquet. Who doesn't bring their original wife to the palace banquet? Who brings their concubine?"

The words of the carriage driver outside the curtain were like a knife stabbing Song Nansheng's heart.

Knife after knife.

Song Nansheng's evil heart was almost broken into pieces.

Song Nansheng bit her lips tightly, trying hard not to shed tears.

Song Nansheng tried hard to tell himself that this was the path he had chosen, and he would be fine as long as he could get through this period.

But she was really scared. She didn't know how long she would have to walk on this road where she had no clear future.

The carriages could only stop outside the palace. When they arrived at the palace gate, everyone got off the carriages and walked in.

Zhou Zi, Gu Jiang, Wanqing and others also stopped at the door.

The two got off the carriage.

Zhou Zigu subconsciously looked at the carriage behind.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Nansheng getting off the carriage unharmed.

Song Nansheng no longer had the excitement he had before about attending the palace banquet, but he still walked over to Zhou Zigu.

Jiang Wanqing kindly reminded her: "Sister Nan Sheng, you are my maid now. Logically, you should stand by my side."

Song Nansheng's pupils shrank slightly and his face darkened.

Zhou Zigu winked at Song Nansheng and said, "You have never been to a palace banquet, so you still have to listen to Madam. This is the imperial palace, not some other place, so you must be careful."

"I understand," Song Nansheng pursed his lips, and could only walk to Jiang Wanqing reluctantly.