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  Chapter 1092 Geng Scroll Rongguo Mansion Night (End)

  Feng Ziying pondered for a while, and then raised her eyes, "I like to talk about my ugliness first, so don't worry too much. Since Sister Feng doesn't want to remarry like this, then you need to think about the long-term..."

  Ping'er looked at Feng Ziying anxiously, hesitant to speak.

Feng Ziying rubbed her chin, glanced at Wang Xifeng who was actually awake, and then glanced at Ping'er's body, with a half-smile, "Sister Feng's body also looks like a fertile one, Ping'er, your airs seem to be Not bad, how about giving birth to one for both of you?"

  Wang Xifeng, who was pretending to be asleep beside her, trembled, and Feng Ziying reached out her hand. It was plump and plump, like fat in the hand, which made people love it.

   Ping'er was also shocked. She hadn't thought about this aspect, so she was almost going to be Feng Ziying's concubine. It didn't matter if she was a concubine. What about Wang Xifeng?

  Besides, being a concubine also involves the issue of having children. If you are in a foreign city, it will be fine, but in this capital city, there are so many relatives and acquaintances, how can you hide it?

   Asked, how to answer?

Naturally, Feng Ziying could also understand Wang Xifeng and Heping'er's worries, and said to herself, "Who can tell clearly what will happen in the future? Just like the Mongols suddenly invaded Shuntian Mansion, who could have predicted it? One or two years Li also has to be in Yongping Mansion, and it is estimated that Jia Lian will not come back for the time being. If Jia Lian wants to come back in a year or two, maybe my son-in-law will also return to Beijing. If it's really bad, you can temporarily hide out of the capital and wait for a year or so, and when you come back, you will find all kinds of reasons,..."

  Wang Xifeng, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly became enlightened, and Ping'er's eyes lit up.

That's right, no one can tell what will happen in a year or two. Besides, the implication in Feng Ziying's words is also very clear. If she really wants to conceive, he won't care about it. At that time, it will be a big deal to hide and give birth. This is at least a support.

  Of course, the follow-up after birth will be very difficult, but maybe Brother Keng can think of another way at that time?

In any case, Feng Ziying at least expressed his attitude, he would not ignore the two of them, he was willing to raise them as an outhouse, and he was even willing to give them a child. It's so rare.

  Of course, this is just talking about it. Wang Xifeng and Hepinger still have no idea what will happen in the end, but so what?

The current situation of the master and servant is like this. After the reconciliation, it was announced that Wang Xifeng's master and servant could not stay in Jia's house for a long time. Having a child is too important to the Jia family, and this declares the end of Wang Xifeng's status.

  Sister Qiao is just a girl. Now that the head of the Rongguo Mansion has a male grandson, even if he is not a direct grandson, he can still inherit the title, so the status of this concubine will naturally rise. This does not mean that Jia Lian may marry again.

  But at least this man has expressed his attitude, which is enough for the second daughter to stabilize her mind for the time being.

   "My lord has such a heart, the servant and the second mistress will feel at ease." Ping'er glanced at Sister Feng who was still pretending to be asleep, stood up gracefully, and was blessed, "In the future, grandma and slave will only be able to take care of the uncle."

"Hey, Ping'er, it's boring to say that. Don't you know what kind of person you are?" Feng Ziying felt that Sister Feng beside her was short of breath, and pinched the brocade quilt presumptuously. Turning his head: "You should also feel relieved?"

Being pierced by Feng Ziying, Wang Xifeng, who was ashamed, annoyed and somewhat relieved, turned over and got up, covered her chest with the quilt with one hand, and said angrily, "If I'm blind, I can only Blaming myself for suffering,..."

"Hehe, blame yourself for suffering?" Feng Ziying ignored the dodging body of the other party, and slipped in with one hand. Wang Xifeng gritted her teeth with hatred, "In the future, you will have a good life. In these years, you don't have to envy anyone, why not? Yes? As long as you live comfortably, why pay too much attention to other people's opinions? Who can guarantee that your life will be smooth and smooth, without ups and downs?"

  Feng Ziying's words made Wang Xifeng and Heping'er startled, and the meaning here is a bit deeper.

   "Master, who are you referring to?" Ping'er asked timidly, "Could it be..."

"Don't think about it, I just sent it out of feeling, not targeting anyone." Feng Ziying waved her hand, "Everyone in the world can only take care of the present. How many people can predict what will happen in three to five years, ten or twenty years from now?" ?”

   The two girls were speechless for a while.

"Sleep, I will naturally do what I promised you, and I can guarantee this." Feng Ziying yawned, "Sex is a bone-scraping steel knife. I am sincere in saying this, and I am also in Sister Feng. Only in my son can I really feel that..."

   Seeing Sister Feng's face suddenly changed, Feng Ziying said leisurely again: "But I am happy, it is also romantic to die under the peony flower, and I am sincere in saying this,..."

Amused by Feng Ziying's words, Wang Xifeng gritted her teeth with hatred, but she couldn't get angry in front of Ping'er, but under Feng Ziying's hands and feet, she soon moaned and moaned without illness, Hearing this, Ping'er was also blushing, but was pulled into the brocade quilt with one hand by Feng Ziying,...

   I was waiting for a three-bed bed, but I heard a knock on the door of the anteroom, "Tuk-tuk-tuk!"

  The sound almost scared the three people on the bed out of their wits. Who would knock on the door in the middle of the night? Feng Ziying was taken aback, but quickly calmed down, even if Jia pardoned Jia Zheng to catch the traitor, it wouldn't be like this, Wang Xifeng was divorced, even if she was caught, what good would it do them? Ruined one's own reputation and ruined the friendship between the two families. Didn't this mean making enemies out of thin air for nothing?

  Seeing that Wang Xifeng and Ping'er were pale with fright, Feng Ziying shook her head, motioning for Ping'er to respond.

  Ping'er saw Feng Ziying's expression was indifferent, and his heart felt a little more at ease, so he quickly got up and put on his clothes and got out of bed, and while trying to steady his mind, he asked, "Who?"

   "Sister Ping'er, it's me, Xiaohong,..."

   "In the middle of the night, what happened?" Ping'er walked out of the house with his shoes on, cautiously speaking.

"Sister, it was Baoxiang who was next to Uncle Feng who came to knock on the door and said he wanted to see my sister. I asked him what happened, but he refused to say anything." Xiaohong outside the door said: "I think he is in a hurry, so I also Just to bother my sister..."

As soon as Feng Ziying heard it, she knew that there must be some urgent matter. Baoxiang didn't know where he had gone, but he could guess that Hepinger must be related. Maybe he suspected that he had an affair with Hepinger, so he insisted Scalp came to ask Ping'er.

   Feeling calmer, Feng Ziying was still a little anxious. It was either something happened at home, or something happened at court, but Feng Ziying reckoned that it was more likely that something happened at court.

While motioning Ping'er to go out to deal with it, Feng Ziying also stood up, Wang Xifeng also guessed something, and at this time also hurriedly took out the green tube top to wrap it up, put on a small coat and got up to help Feng Ziying dress, while Ping'er closed the door , Only then did I go out, but I didn't care who would dare to break in.

Opening the small door on the veranda, Ping'er stabilized his mind, followed Xiaohong out, and closed the small door, and then arrived at the gate of the courtyard, where Baoxiang was rubbing his hands with a worried face and profuse sweat. , and then asked: "Baoxiang, what's the matter?"

Seeing Xiaohong following Ping'er, Baoxiang paused knowingly, "My uncle drank a few more glasses, and he was not feeling well, so I took the liberty to bother you, and wanted to ask sister Ping'er for a bowl of sobering up." Soup,…"

"Oh?" Ping'er felt relieved, this kid was also alert, "Okay, Xiao Hong, go and pour a bowl of sour plum juice, I remember there is still some in the room, this is the only one in the middle of the night ,..."

Then Xiaohong went, and then Baoxiang lowered his voice and said: "Someone from the mansion said that people from Wenyuan Pavilion and the Ministry of War want to recruit you to go to Wenyuan Pavilion to discuss military affairs immediately, and now they are still waiting at the mansion. , but my grandfather went out for a walk,..."

   "Understood." Before Baoxiang could finish speaking, Ping'er interrupted him.

   Baoxiang was determined, and nodded again and again, "Thank you, sister Ping'er."

  At this moment, Xiaohong also brought out a pot of sour plum juice with a bowl. Ping'er took it and handed it to Baoxiang, "Do you want me to help Uncle Feng?"

   "That's not necessary, the uncle is just thirsty, so just drink some sour plum juice." Baoxiang took the pot and bowl and nodded and left.

After Baoxiang was sent away, Ping'er told Xiaohong and the others to close the door and go to sleep, and then went back to the ear room in a leisurely manner. After explaining the situation, Feng Ziying had already dressed under Wang Xifeng's service, and nodded, "It seems What happened again, it's just that I'm a co-magistrate of Yongping Prefecture, but why do I feel like the right servant of the Ministry of War?"

  Wang Xifeng gave Feng Ziying a blank look, and said in a low voice, "It would be best if you could return to Beijing earlier, so as not to worry about both sides..."

"I like to hear that, but I can't help it." Feng Ziying tidied up, and then went out quietly along the wall of the ear room, there was a ladder as a step, and she jumped up the wall with a light leap, and looked carefully. Only then did he turn over the wall and walk away quickly.

  Seeing Feng Ziying's figure disappear on the wall, Ping'er put away the ladder and accompanied Wang Xifeng into the house, but saw that Wang Xifeng seemed to be walking awkwardly, and couldn't help asking: "Is grandma okay?"

Wang Xifeng was ashamed, and pushed the other party, "Little Hoof, sooner or later you will meet, if it doesn't happen to be something tonight, I want to make him happy and you suffer, I'm afraid you will even get out of bed Not coming!"

  Seeing that Wang Xifeng was ashamed and annoyed, Ping'er was not annoyed, but just kept laughing, so he helped Wang Xifeng go back to the room to rest, needless to say.

  (end of this chapter)