After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

The woman stood at the door against the light, with a simple bun and dark blue clothes.

The young and thin body has a vigorous vitality.

Gu Qingshan cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Show me the calligraphy that Jingyou has been practicing recently."

The woman hesitated for a moment and walked towards the desk.

"Close the door." Gu Qingshan ordered.

The woman was startled. "In broad daylight..."

"Close it." Gu Qingshan ordered.

The woman was silent for a moment and closed the door.

She walked to the desk and sorted the papers on it.

The woman's clean and refreshing soapberry scent lingered in Gu Qingshan's nose.

It was clearly the simplest and most honest taste, but at this moment, it had a fatal attraction to him.

An impulse rushed straight to my head.

He hugged the woman from behind.

The woman cried out in a low voice and immediately struggled in his arms, but her strength was getting weaker and weaker.

"Prince! Don't... do this! This is the young master's room!"

Gu Qingshan took the antidote in advance, so he didn’t feel weak or fatigued.

But his sanity was completely devoured by the two drugs.

In addition, his ears kept echoing, "It's all for Huai'er!"

The woman gradually stopped struggling, and her pushing seemed more like "playing hard to resist".

Gu Qingshan felt hot all over, how could he bear this?

He picked up the thin woman and came to his son's bed regardless of anything...

The wet nurse received the secret signal and came back on time.

She listened at the door... Even though she was an experienced person, she couldn't help but blush when she heard the noise inside.

The nurse took a deep breath and rushed open the door.

"Molan! I asked you to pick up your homework, why are you so slow? The teacher asked me several times..."

"what!"

The wet nurse cried out in surprise, and saw on the bed the scene of "the couple embracing each other in broad daylight, like mandarin ducks, and the rolling brocade quilt raising red waves".

The nurse quickly shielded her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I didn't know..."

“Get lost!” Gu Qingshan yelled.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The wet nurse quickly retreated.

But her exclamation successfully called the servants in Qichiyuan.

What was even more coincidental was that Song Mingli also came in from outside at this time, leading a few housekeepers.

Song Mingli saw the servants gathered in the courtyard, staring at Jingyou's room. She was startled and immediately stepped forward, "What happened to Jingyou?"

The nurse hurriedly stopped her, "It's not the young master, it's the prince and Molan..."

"Molan?" Song Mingli raised his eyebrows, seeming very surprised.

The nurse blushed and hesitated to speak, "Yes, Molan came back to get the calligraphy copied by the young master, but she didn't expect to be in the room with the young master..."

Before the nurse finished her words, a woman's moaning sound was heard from the room.

Everyone in the yard, young and old, blushed in an instant.

Song Mingli looked at the group of female managers with a strange expression.

The maids in charge also looked at the wet nurse with strange eyes.

The wet nurse felt uncomfortable with everyone's strange looks and was about to explain.

Suddenly, Molan came out from behind the housekeepers.

"I'm in the room? With the prince?" Molan asked coldly.

The nurse looked at Molan with wide eyes, as if she had seen a ghost. "No... Impossible! I clearly saw it..."

The nurse's throat tightened.

Song Mingli raised his eyebrows, "What did you see?"

The nurse suddenly broke out in a cold sweat... It's over! I made a mistake!

But that’s not right. Molan is outside, so who is the woman in the room?

Song Mingli didn't let her feel confused for too long.

"Showing off in broad daylight, and in the young master's room," Song Mingli said angrily with a sullen face, "I want to see which little bitch is so shameless! She's flirting with the prince here!"

Song Mingli gave an order, and Molan immediately stepped forward and kicked the door open.

"what--"

From the room came the sound of a woman screaming and moaning.

“Song Mingli! How dare you!” Gu Qingshan threw down the curtain and shouted angrily.

"Is he really the prince?" Song Mingli glanced at the incense burner, immediately held his breath, turned around and walked out.

She came before the housekeepers, silent and seemingly devastated.

The old women looked at her with a mixture of sympathy, disdain and contempt on their faces.

How can you be a father like this?

He just came back and was with another woman in the wife's yard, and in his son's room! Doing such a thing?!

"Miss, don't be sad." Molan was beside her, comforting her softly.

The old women were also ordered to speak words of comfort.

"It's normal for a man to have a few concubines around him."

"Don't take it to heart, Madam...it's just a toy anyway."

Having said that, the housekeepers still showed disdain in their eyes...The prince is too ridiculous!

Why can't it be anywhere else? Why must it be in my son's room? How shameful!

No wonder the Changning Marquisate has been getting worse and worse since the old marquis fell ill!

The prince is unreliable! He has been gone for seven years! If it weren't for the young lady being in charge, the Marquis of Changning would have fallen long ago!

The housekeepers could only think about it in their hearts and it was difficult to say it out loud.

But when they exchanged glances, the contempt in their eyes was obvious.

Song Mingli sighed, "I was negligent..."

"During dinner yesterday, I agreed to give Xiao Cui to the prince as a concubine. But I forgot to send Xiao Cui to the prince last night, which is why this happened today..."

Song Mingli lowered her eyes, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.

"Since Xiao Cui has served the prince, she should be promoted to a concubine. Someone, clean up the small courtyard in the west, name it Cuiweiju, and let Aunt Cui live there."

The old women couldn't see Song Mingli's expression, but they saw her slender white hands, tightly clenched together, and even trembling slightly.

As they were also women, the old women couldn't help but feel pity for the young lady.

She must be extremely hurt and sad, right?

The prince is so ridiculous and doesn't give her any face!

But she still had to stand up and clean up the mess for the prince!

Even the most picky people would have to praise the generosity at this moment!

Being able to marry such a wife is truly a blessing that the Marquis’s family has earned over several lifetimes!

"Young Madam is really..." The old woman thought to herself, it's so unfair!

But everyone praised, "How decent and generous!"

"It is a blessing for the Marquis' Mansion to have the young lady in charge!"

Song Mingli smiled faintly, although her expression was calm.

But several maids could read bitterness and hurt from her face.

If they were in the young lady's shoes, they would ask themselves, without the young lady's magnanimity and broad-mindedness, she would never have promoted a concubine and even given her a courtyard to live in!

We must take this opportunity to make a fuss!

But if you think about it again, what’s the point of making a fuss?

If the Marquis and his wife were upright people, they could still make the decision for her.

But as for the Changning Marquisate…the Marquis is already half paralyzed and doesn’t take care of anything at all.

The Marquis's wife is even more narrow-minded, selfish and difficult to deal with.

It's hard to be a daughter-in-law in such a family!

Men's betrayal and humiliation seem to make women particularly empathetic. The old women all looked at Song Mingli with care, encouragement, understanding and support.

"The account we want to discuss today..." Song Mingli said hesitantly.

"Don't worry, we can talk about it tomorrow!"

"Yes, yes, in two days or so! It depends on the young lady's schedule!"

"When the young lady is free, please ask someone to greet us in advance!"

These housekeepers who used to be difficult to talk to now became friendly.

Song Mingli nodded to several people.

The old women quickly left Qichiyuan together.

After leaving the courtyard, they were still whispering, "This young master is too outrageous!"

"If the Marquis' Mansion is counting on him to stand up... Tsk."

"The prince is unreliable, but there is still the young master!" A woman suddenly said, "The young master is smart and clever. He just started learning last year, but now he can write and draw!"

Several housekeepers looked at each other immediately.

The prince is unreliable and the young master is still young... This marquisate still has to rely on Song Mingli!