It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

Facing Concubine Zhao's questioning, Wang Qingqing's attitude was extremely arrogant. She said loudly that as long as Yang Ye did not learn the homework, the other sons of Bowanghou Mansion were not allowed to learn.

With self-discipline, the concubine is the blood of the husband. Even if he is not happy in his heart, he still has to have rules and regulations in his actions. He is not a small family in the market, so how can he openly suppress the concubine? Wang Qingqing's behavior, she doesn't care where she goes.

"It's really self-inflicted, I can't live!" Concubine Zhao sneered and threw the curtain and left. She was just a concubine. But it doesn't matter, she doesn't, someone does!

Concubine Zhao turned back to her yard, stretched out her hand, and summoned the girl who was close to her, and gave orders like this. After a while, the side door of Hou's mansion opened, and a galloping horse ran out. , went straight to the North Camp.

Wang Qingqing in the main courtyard was angry with Aunt Zhao, so she leaned on the soft couch to eat snacks, maybe her appetite changed due to pregnancy, she now really wants to eat fruit, but this It was the season of heavy snow in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. There were no greenhouses and cold storages like later generations. Even if she was Mrs. Hou, it was not easy to eat fresh fruit at this time.

At this time, let alone fresh fruits, there are very few fresh vegetables. Now the only vegetables that can survive the winter in the open air are the cold-resistant spinach (spinach) and garlic sprouts, because the weather is cold. Slow, the price of these two dishes is naturally very impressive.

The large kitchen of Hou's mansion has its own cellar for storing winter vegetables, and there are only five things in it, isongcai (cabbage), manjing (radish), winter melon, garlic and ginger, this is still Hou's mansion The vegetable cellar, if ordinary people, I am afraid that they may not even have these, and they can only live on pickles and pickles throughout the winter.

So the material life of these ancient people is really incomparable to that of modern people. Wang Qingqing burst into tears. How's the kid going? Without a hospital, without a scalpel, can a child be born safely?

The original owner specified the date of Yang Ye's death, and he will stay in this world for more than ten years. After giving birth to the child, his period will return to normal, and it will take more than ten years of menstruation. bring! Thinking of the ecstasy of using a menstrual belt, Wang Qingqing felt hopeless.

But these things have not yet come to the fore, what has come to the fore is that this body wants to eat fruit because of pregnancy.

Wang Qingqing couldn't eat fresh fruit, she was so greedy, she was so greedy, she went to the street deliberately, and went out for seven or eight days, buying at a high price When she returned to a small basket of pears, Wang Qingqing felt like she had obtained a treasure. She was reluctant to peel the skins. After washing them, she cut them into pieces and placed them on a small plate. The taste of dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder.

Ping An, who was waiting on the side, saw her rustling and eating, and sighed helplessly and put away the fine white porcelain plate with the preserved fruit: "Madam, eat less. Come on, be careful for a while, your teeth fall again."

As soon as Ping An said his teeth fell, Wang Qingqing shuddered, and hurriedly threw the small silver fork into the tea cup.

It was sour, but those acidic substances still stayed in the preserved fruit. On the day Ping An just bought it, Wang Qingqing ate too much, so she lost her teeth and was so uncomfortable that she didn't even eat dinner.

Ping An saw that she was not eating, and after serving her a cup of hot tea, she said with a sad face: "Zhao Yiniang has sent the old man from the stable to the Beida Camp, she will definitely complain to Hou Ye, I can't tell. Lord Hou will go back to the manor at night, what can we do?"

"What else can I do? I just listen to him when he scolds me." Wang Qingqing took a sip of tea: "Left is just grounded, can he still do it to me? There is a father there. At most, he will drive me to Zhuangzi, and he will never dare to leave me."

"Although Lord Shangshu's face won't let you go, it would be too unpleasant to be punished by Lord Hou like this. Why do you want to follow Mrs. Yang? What do you mean?" Ping An's brows knitted together: "You can put it all on the Marquis. The Marquis and you have a weak relationship between husband and wife, so why does Madam bother to provoke the Marquis?"

"Peace, I want to give birth to this child safely, the relationship between husband and wife is not enough." Wang Qingqing sighed: "I have to make Lord Hou completely hate me."

"Why is that?" Ping An looked at Wang Qingqing with a puzzled face.

"Although I am not favored by Lord Hou, the child in my womb is a proper heir, if I were to give birth to a boy, his status would be second only to Ye Brother, this is a great threat to Mrs. Yang." Wang Qingqing rubbed her eyebrows to help Ping An: "Although I have no idea of ​​letting my child replace Brother Ye, Mrs. Yang thinks that I Have."

"Mrs. Yang is ruthless and scheming. If she is targeted by Mrs. Yang, this child will not be born safely." Wang Qingqing sighed again: "My eldest sister and I They have been married to Lord Hou, and there are not a few servants and servants who have been dowry from Shangshu Mansion. For the past ten years, they have lived and lived in Hou Mansion, and they have been entangled with the servants of Hou Mansion. They have long been inseparable from each other. Which one will stab me in the back?"

"As the saying goes, only one who can be a thief for a thousand days, and there is no one who can prevent a thief for a thousand days. It is really difficult to prevent and comprehensively guard against it. Only when my child and I are completely rejected by the Lord is the final solution."

"So it's better to take this opportunity to completely anger the Marquis." Wang Qingqing put down the teacup: "Even if something happens to Brother Ye, Marquis will not let my children inherit the title. Madam Yang will be at ease."

"But once you do this, the relationship between you and the marquis will be gone, the marquis hates you, and will definitely not see the little master, the little master grows up What should I do if I blame you?" Ping An was worried.

He is a person with malicious intentions. Everything I do is to save his life. If he thinks that the favor from his father is more important than his life, then I have nothing to say. "

Wang Qingqing waved his hand indifferently, leaving Ping An with a blank face: "What is Char Siu?"

"Preserved pork." Wang Qingqing and Ping An explained seriously: "Preserved pork in a small place in the south of the Yangtze River."

Wang Qingqing was ready to face Yang Xun's anger, and Yang Xun did not disappoint her.

Yang Xun, who was going home at night, had already learned the ins and outs of the matter from the people sent by Concubine Zhao to report the news. .

Wang Qingqing had already made preparations. She sent all the servants in the courtyard out, and ordered Ping An to guard the courtyard gate. Yang Xun was not hindered in the slightest, and drove straight into Wang Qingqing's courtyard.

into seven or eight pieces.

Ben Hou's bloodline, he is smart and handsome, he should give him all his good masters and let him go to school. Why did you stupid woman resign all masters? What are you at ease? You don't want to let your son Okay, right?"

"Master Hou is right." Wang Qingqing rolled her eyes and bluntly contradicted him: "I was looking for those masters for Brother Ye, Master Hou wants them to teach Brother Xi, But it also depends on whether the masters are willing I'm not happy about it!"

"Fine, good! What a rhetoric!" Yang Xun was so angry that his face turned ashen: "Brother Ye, he's not the heir! place, right?"

"The Lord Hou's words are absurd. How can you say that you are thinking about it? Brother Ye is the eldest son of the Lord Lord, and the position of the prince should belong to him. of?"

Wang Qingqing is righteous: "On the contrary, the Hou Ye did something wrong. Brother Ye is already eight years old, and the eldest sister passed away prematurely. The Hou Ye always thinks about the relationship between husband and wife with the eldest sister. You should have named the prince for Brother Ye and let the elder sister rest in peace. As a result, Lord Hou has repeatedly pushed and resisted, is this agreeable again?"

Yang Xun was about to be laughed at: "The imperial court stipulates that please Feng Shizi must be at least ten years old, and Brother Ye is only eight years old, you are so impatient, and the food looks too ugly some!"

"The Lord Hou's remarks are too exaggerated, what does it mean to look ugly!" Wang Qingqing glared at Yang Xun: "How much did my father help Lord Hou, if it wasn't for my father, how could Lord Hou have a chance? Do you want to be the commander of the Peking University? Besides, the eldest sister has children for Lord Hou. It is said that Brother Ye is the eldest son of Lord Hou, even if he is Lord Hou's concubine, Lord Hou should also ask for a seal for him. The position of the heir, He Gai belongs to Brother Ye."

As soon as Wang Qingqing said these words, Yang Xun immediately became furious!

The arrogant and arrogant Yang Xun always felt that he was someone who did big things.

The Marquis of Bowang couldn't bear his son's wasted years in the wind and the sun, so he approached Mr. Liu, who had just been promoted to the Minister of War, and asked for Yang Xun's eldest daughter, who was waiting for his fiance because of the death of his fiancé.

Yang Xun's position of real power was exchanged for his marriage. This is the humiliation he most does not want to be mentioned in his heart. Yang Xun glared at Wang Qingqing, his eyes were red and his nose snorted, and he described it as very terrifying.

"What? Am I right? Could it be that you still want to beat me?" Wang Qingqing looked at Yang Xun with a little fear.