Chapter 890: Expose and Pick-up
A few white jade fingers pushed gently, and the cool air immediately broke through the window and came in.
Although Wang Xifeng shuddered involuntarily, her pair of blue phoenixes did not blink, staring at the inner study room in the southeast.
Two years ago, that place had been used as Jia Lian's bedroom. This time, when he came back from Wangjiang Tower, he also rested there.
What can you see through the door?
However, the coldness in Wang Xifeng's eyes was growing stronger and stronger.
Although her father-in-law Jia She was shameless and despicable, he had evil ambitions for her and even intended to take advantage of her and almost ruined her innocence.
But to be honest, Wang Xifeng hated Jia Lian the most!
Being a man, he only wants to be submissive to others!
She didn't go home all day and all night before, and now that she finally came home, she didn't say a word to me. All she wanted was to bring a "wild man" home!
How many lifetimes had I committed evil to end up with such an enemy? !
The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. Wang Xifeng slammed the window shut, walked a few steps to the bed, and with her backhand pushed aside the layers of gauze curtains, and half-leaned and half-leaned to the edge of the bed with the full body wrapped in the plain red gauze.
At the same time, the knee-length skirt split to the left and right, and the two jade-like legs were spread out like long legs, firmly supporting the gourd-like figure.
The tender lotus feet seemed to have somehow managed to break free from the embroidered shoes. Ten toes, like those of silkworms, were pecking at the shoe surface one after another.
Charm and cuteness blended perfectly in her.
So much so that Ping'er, who came in carrying the copper basin, couldn't help but be slightly distracted when facing Wang Xifeng.
However, seeing the deep resentment on her face, all my admiration turned into silent sigh.
Beautiful women have always been short-lived!
Ping'er gently placed the copper basin filled with warm water on the wooden rack, then turned around and was about to ask Wang Xifeng if she wanted to start washing.
Wang Xifeng suddenly raised her head and asked with a burning gaze, "What do you think would be the reaction of Sun's Erlang if I were to expose his thoughts at the banquet?"
As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of the embarrassing situation at that time, and a look of satisfaction appeared on her face.
"this……"
Ping Er frowned slightly, then gently advised: "Madam, you finally let it go, why do you want to provoke the Second Master again?"
"Put it down? Ha, ha ha!"
Wang Xifeng sneered several times as if she had heard a huge joke, and then she gritted her teeth and said, "If it weren't for him, how could that one-ear dare to be so presumptuous? Besides, it is only natural that a son should pay for his father's debts! "
"Can it be that he and his son are allowed to mistreat me, but I can't ruin their good deeds?!"
As she spoke, her ten cardamom-painted toes were deeply inserted into the embroidered shoes. She was trembling and straining, obviously using all her strength. Ping'er knew that it was useless to say anything more.
In addition, exposing Jia Lian's dirty thoughts might not be a bad thing for Sun Shaozong, so after a long silence, she took the initiative to change the subject: "Should I help grandma wash now, or?"
Wang Xifeng did not answer, but stood up and opened her arms.
Ping'er had been her master and servant for many years, so she knew what she meant. She hurriedly took out a new bellyband and other things from the cupboard, then stepped forward to take off the plain red nightgown, and stripped out a white sheep like...
…
About half an hour later, the master and servant finally packed up and walked out of the main room.
At this moment, there was no trace of resentment or decadence on Wang Xifeng's face. Instead, there was an alluring aura of nobility and a smile that seemed warm but was actually distant.
Originally, the master and servant were planning to have a quick meal in the small hall of the west wing, and then go to the front yard to take care of the housework of Rongguo Mansion.
But before he could finish his breakfast, the Second Wife, Mrs. Wang, sent the head maid Yuchuan over with a message: Jia Zheng, you will be going to the capital in the afternoon!
Although the decree to summon Jia Zheng back to the capital had been issued a month ago , the news still seemed a bit abrupt.
Logically speaking, shouldn't we send someone to notify the government two or three days in advance?
Although she had some complaints in her heart, Jia Zheng's current status in Rongguo Mansion was very different from before, so Wang Xifeng naturally did not dare to neglect him in the slightest.
So he made an appointment with Mrs. Wang to meet in front of Lady Jia, and at the same time asked someone to inform the brothers Jia Lian and Jia Cong.
Another half an hour later, several carriages came out of the Rongguo Mansion, with Jia Lian and Jia Baoyu in the lead, followed by Jia Huan, Jia Cong, and Jia Lan, uncle and nephew .
The team marched out of the inner city in a mighty manner and headed non-stop for the Dongbianmen Wharf.
When they arrived outside the East Gate, it was almost noon. A servant had already booked a nearby restaurant for the young men to rest and eat.
The five uncles and nephews sat by the window on the upper floor, looking down at the pier with the bustling crowds of people and thousands of sails, and they were all a little absent-minded for a moment.
Jia Cong was the most irritable among them. Seeing that his brothers were all silent, he twisted back and forth in his chair for a few times, and finally couldn't help asking: "Tell me, why didn't Second Uncle say hello in advance? I heard the old ancestor complaining when he left."
Jia Lian glanced at him, signaling him to shut up, but his eyes unconsciously brought out some charm, which not only did not make Jia Cong submit, but instead aroused his discomfort.
“This…”
Jia Baoyu thought about it seriously, but he couldn't figure it out. Finally, he could only shake his head and said, "Master, there must be a reason for this arrangement. Let's..."
“I’m starving!”
Before he could finish his words, Jia Huan beside him started to make a scene: "Butler Zhou, why haven't you served the food yet? Are you really going to starve us to death?!"
Zhou Rui smiled and said, "The Second Master said he will arrive in the afternoon, and he may not eat on the boat. If you are hungry, why not have some snacks first?"
As he spoke, he ordered his men to put the snacks brought from the mansion on plates and place them on the table.
Jia Huan was still somewhat unhappy, but was scolded by Jia Lian - this time he finally held back and did not show any effeminate behavior.
I sat there like this for about half an hour, and as it was almost noon, I saw an official ship with the name "Jiangxi Education Commissioner Jia" on it coming from the southeast water.
"Here he comes, here he comes, the Second Master is here!"
Everyone shouted in unison, and rushed down the stairs one after another, gathering towards the dock.
Driven by emotion, Jia Baoyu had forgotten his fear of his father. He excitedly stood on tiptoe at the dock, looking out, wishing he could be reunited with his father immediately.
But when he saw the official ship getting closer, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Because at the bow of the official ship, in addition to Jia Zheng standing with his hands behind his back, there was also a pretty woman holding a child.
Aunt Zhao gave birth to another son in Jiangxi? !
This matter was kept secret. I wonder how my mother, who was waiting in the house, would react after hearing the news.
