A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

When talking about Chen Ping being released, Shen Zhixiu did not have much emotion.

Instead, he explained: "The investigation into the Military Equipment Bureau is almost complete, and Chen Ping has been cleared of suspicion."

"To the emperor, his dirty deeds in private are not a big deal."

"I heard that the Concubine Chen was almost killed yesterday, and she cried to the Emperor that she had no one she could trust. The Emperor hurried back to comfort her after leaving the court, and it was only when Li Chaoyun mentioned Chen Ping that the Concubine Chen burst into laughter."

Shen Zhixiu didn't care whether Chen Ping was imprisoned or sent to the palace as a guard. The last time he set up a trap, he was just trying to alert the enemy and check the people the prince had in the military equipment bureau.

Su Qingyu thought of the means by which Jiang Ziyan rose to power and felt somewhat ashamed. "What is she? A substitute for the late queen?"

Shen Zhixiu laughed sarcastically, "She knows it very well, but she is willing to be the substitute of the late queen. Humiliation is nothing, for her, grace is the real thing."

"The emperor knew it in his heart, and he made up for his guilt towards the late queen on her."

"One of them is willing to fight, and the other is willing to be beaten. The Marquis of Loyalty has been so upset these days that he can hardly eat, but what can he do? The emperor favors women, and there is no reason for the court officials to interfere."

They both changed into their casual clothes and sat down beside the couch. Pearl came in with tea and then left respectfully.

Su Qingyu snorted and said, "Let alone the Marquis of Loyalty, if the late Queen knew about this, she would probably be disgusted too."

Su Qingyu felt angry for the late queen when she thought of Jiang Ziyan, who had a face similar to that of the late queen and imitated her tone and manner of speaking to win favor.

Imagine if one day she passed away first, and Shen Zhixiu was very affectionate outside. Suddenly one day, he took a concubine into the mansion, and the concubine looked very similar to her. She was afraid that she would become a ghost and wanted to crawl out to seek justice.

It was obvious that he was moved by beauty, but he still had to use the guise of deep affection to cover up his shame.

Su Qingyu felt like something was stuck in her throat, and she felt like she was going to vomit. She held the handkerchief against her chest, and her face looked grim.

Shen Zhixiu was puzzled and asked softly, "What are you thinking about? Why do you look angrier than the Marquis of Loyalty?"

Su Qingyu blurted out subconsciously: "If one day I die first, you can take a concubine, but don't pretend to be deeply in love with me."

After he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. When he looked up again, he saw that Shen Zhixiu's face had darkened.

"Su Qingyu, can you say it again?"

From the time they met to the time they got married, this was the first time Shen Zhixiu spoke to her in such a harsh tone.

If it were any other time, Su Qingyu would just explain a few words and the matter would be over.

But today, Su Qingyu didn't know what was wrong, she felt inexplicably wronged. When he shouted, she couldn't stand it anymore.

"What's wrong with me saying it again? Why are you shouting? Shen Zhixiu, I think you'll take a concubine before I die."

Shen Zhixiu froze there, his eyes red with anger.

What kind of concubine does he take?

Is he taking a concubine for fun because he has nothing better to do?

If someone else said this, he would just treat it as a joke. But when Su Qingyu said this, he couldn't accept it.

They had been married for more than a year. Didn't she know who he was? He thought there was trust and tacit understanding between them, but it turned out to be his wishful thinking.

Su Qingyu didn't know what was wrong. She was clearly speaking up for the late queen, but she couldn't control her grievance.

She tried hard to hold back the tears, not wanting to cry in front of Shen Zhixiu.

Shen Zhixiu wanted to say something else, but was afraid that his cold tone would hurt her.

Remembering that Yang Wenshi said he wanted to discuss something with him, he stood up and went out, planning to wait until she calmed down before discussing the matter.

But in Su Qingyu's opinion, Shen Zhixiu ran out because he was guilty.

The moment the door was closed, Su Qingyu's tears began to fall, and she couldn't stop them.

Zhenzhu and Feicui, who were guarding outside, saw Shen Zhixiu leave and hurriedly pushed the door open to come in. They both heard the voice just now, and their faces were solemn at the moment.

The Third Master and his wife have never had a quarrel before, what happened today?

When the two entered the room, Su Qingyu was curled up on the small couch, hugging the big pillow. The satin of the big pillow was wet with tears, and Zhenzhu and Feicui were so frightened that their faces changed drastically.

Both of them have followed her for many years, but have never seen her like this.

Especially in the past two or three years, even if the lady was bullied, she would fight back with a cold face and never shed a tear.

Pearl, who is usually outgoing, didn't dare to speak at this moment.

Feicui walked up to Su Qingyu and asked carefully, "Did Madam have a fight with the Third Master?"

Su Qingyu sniffed, took the cotton towel handed to her by Zhenzhu and wiped her face.

Feicui asked again, "Why are you arguing so fiercely? I heard about the topic of concubine or not, could it be..."

Could it be that the Third Master wants to take a concubine? If that is the case, the Madam's reaction is normal.

Su Qingyu cried for a while, and the depression in her heart seemed to be relieved. Then she told them about the conversation between them just now, and Feicui and Zhenzhu were stunned.

After a while, Feicui spoke cautiously, "Madam, have you not rested well recently, so you are a little anxious and worried? You went first, and it was the Third Master who took a concubine, how could the Third Master not be angry?"

Su Qingyu raised her reddened eyes and asked quietly, "Do you also think I'm wrong?"

Feicui said hurriedly, "Third Master shouldn't have just left like that, leaving you alone in the room."

Su Qingyu suddenly felt tired and didn't want to think about it anymore. She yawned and said, "I'm sleepy. You guys go out. I'll take a nap."

Pearl and Feicui didn't think much of it. Knowing that she was tired from going out today, they made the bed, helped her lie down, lowered the bed curtains, and left.

At this moment, Shen Zhizheng was talking to Yang Wenshi in the study, discussing the border defense this winter.

After Yang Wenshi expressed his idea, he asked, "Master Shen, do you think this is feasible?"

At this moment, Shen Zhizheng was leaning back in his chair, his fingers crossed, his eyes fixed on the inkstone on the table.

He reflected on it again and realized that he had indeed spoken too harshly just now, and the sound of closing the door when he left was also a bit loud.

Yang Wenshi reached out and knocked on the inkstone, "Is there a flower on this inkstone?"

Shen Zhixiu came back to his senses and said unhappily, "I'll think about this matter again. Let's not talk about it today. I'm going out for a while."

Yang Wenshi chased him and asked, "Where are you going at this hour? It's almost dark."

Then he asked mysteriously, "Are you going to go out and have affairs without telling your sister-in-law?"

Among the six ministers, Shen Zhixiu and Yang Wenshi had the best personal relationship. They were serious when talking about official business, but casual in private.

Shen Zhixiu only replied with three words, "Go buy some cakes."

Then he ignored him and walked away.

Scholar Yang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what kind of cake it was and why he needed Elder Shen to buy it himself.

At Wangji Shop in the south of Beijing, the line for buying beef biscuits stretched for two miles.

Shen Zhixiu was wearing a dark blue Hangzhou silk brocade robe, looking elegant and noble. Standing among the people in line, he was a little too conspicuous.

Wen Zhu on the side advised: "Third Master, please get in the car and wait. I will buy it."

Shen Zhixiu shook his head and continued to queue.

Wenzhu looked around like a thief, afraid of being seen. If the court officials saw him, who knows how they would deal with him.

Who knows, someone might say that the Third Master is henpecked and was driven out by his wife to buy cakes.

Shen Zhixiu looked calm and didn't think it was a big deal.

After buying the cakes, he got on the carriage and went straight back home.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he took the cake and went back to the inner courtyard. At this time, Su Qingyu had woken up and was standing by the window watching Zhenzhu fiddling with the flowers in the vase.

When Shen Zhixiu entered the room, he first looked at her, then walked up to her as usual and handed her the beef biscuit wrapped in oil paper in his hand.

He coughed lightly and said, "Are you hungry? I'll go tell the people below to set up dinner."

The tone was softer than usual, clearly showing that he was lowering his posture in a bid to please others.

Then, without even looking at Su Qingyu's reaction, he immediately turned around and walked out.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard Su Qingyu's voice coming from the inner room behind me, "Take this meat pie away quickly and throw it out."

Shen Zhixiu's face suddenly darkened. He bought it specially for her, but she despised it so much?