My Stepmother is Soft and Charming

Du Jingyi opened the cupboard door to take out the clothes, and suddenly thought of something.

Turning around, he glanced at Shang Ji and asked curiously.

"General, would you like to change your shoes and socks?"

Hearing this, Shang Ji's face turned a little green.

Does this little lady dislike the smell of her feet? That's why you have this question?

If Luo Yuan dared to ask this, I'm afraid he would have been thrown out long ago.

But when Shang Ji looked at his wife's innocent expression and eyes, he couldn't get angry no matter how angry he was.

I could only pretend to be calm and say.

"good."

Seeing this, Du Jingyi brought him some clean shoes and socks and sent them over.

Then he said with a smile.

"These are also the general's. A new batch of clothes and shoes and socks will be delivered by Lu Jue in a few days. Then let the general try them out and change them if there are any discomforts."

"good."

Shang Ji didn't think he talked much before, but why did he seem so talkative in front of his wife?

So just as he was about to take the clothes and go to the ear room to wash up and change clothes, he heard Du Jingyi shouting outside.

"Li Zhu."

"Hey, young lady."

"Serve the general to freshen up."

"yes."

Then, he handed Li Zhu the clean clothes, shoes and socks.

That Li Zhu didn't have any eyesight either, he just wanted to complete what the young lady had told him.

He completely didn't notice his general's face as black as the bottom of a pot.

However, after this incident, Shang Ji understood something.

That is, my wife must have some mysophobia, otherwise why would she not be able to change her clothes, and even her shoes and socks must be replaced with clean ones.

But thinking about it, he turned around and followed Li Zhu into the penthouse.

After washing his hands, he let Li Zhu go out.

He said he would change it himself.

Li Zhu frowned, but still did not dare to question the general's words, turned around and prepared to go out.

As a result, before leaving, I saw a piece of fragrant soap and suddenly remembered something, so I found a new piece and handed it to Shang Ji.

Then he said in a kind manner.

"General, this is the young madam's favorite spice. You can try it. It smells very good."

Shang Ji's face fell and he scolded.

"Nonsense."

Thinking of him as a dignified general, what kind of soap can he use?

If word gets out, I'm afraid people will laugh to death.

Therefore, I will not accept it if I straighten my neck.

Li Zhu had no choice but to put the Xiangyazi back to its original position, and then quickly left the ear room.

After he left the door, he muttered quietly.

"What a murderer."

Next time, if the general comes back, let Sister Cherry take care of him.

As for small things like running errands in the kitchen, she can do it!

In the ear room, Shang Ji struggled for a long time.

At first, he planned to wash his hands and change clothes.

However, as soon as he took off his outer shirt and casually placed it on the clothes bar, he saw some dust falling thinly underneath.

It is incompatible with the cleanliness of the entire penthouse.

Therefore, he had to take off all his inner clothes and wash them up and down with a handkerchief.

Then he put on clean clothes and shoes and socks.

There must be spices in the cabinet where the clothes are kept, so the clothes have a faint fragrance.

But this kind of fragrance is acceptable to Shang Ji.

It's not strong and smells quite refreshing.

He raised his hand and smelled it carefully. It seemed to be the scent of bamboo after the rain.

When I went out and returned to the main room, the food happened to be on the table.

Du Jingyi glanced at his husband up and down, he looked much cleaner now than before.

So I rushed to praise him.

"General, you have such a good habit. When you come back, you can wash up and have a clean meal. It will also make you more comfortable. Next time, I will ask them to prepare more hot water in the ear room. It will be convenient if you need to rinse or something."

"Um."

Shang Ji answered erratically.

When he thought about his past habit of falling asleep after returning from the military camp, he admitted it without a blush or panic.

The couple sat in front of the Eight Immortals table, looking at the table full of food, they were really hungry.

Du Jingyi was okay, after all, he was the one who had breakfast.

But the physical strength that Shang Ji consumes every day naturally requires a large amount of food to replenish it.

Therefore, Du Jingyi ate slowly and leisurely, while Shang Ji was fast, but not to the point of gobbling up food. Overall, he was very calm.

The maid Yingying was waiting on the side, adding some food to the general and the young lady from time to time.

The couple in Xitang Courtyard ate with gusto.

However, there was a little trouble in Baotao Courtyard in Beiyuan.

The grandchildren of the third room, Erlang's daughter-in-law and Sanlang's daughter-in-law, were sitting together and discussing.

"Second sister-in-law, I heard that an eminent monk came to Pingliang Temple. In order to welcome him into the temple, His Majesty even specially wanted to gild the Buddha statues in the temple. Shouldn't our Duke's palace also add some good things like this? Money for incense? This way, the Buddha can bless and protect the children of our third wife?"

It was Sanlang's wife who spoke. She looked rich and gentle, and spoke softly and softly.

It's just that everything inside and outside the words can be stained with the glory of the Duke's mansion, and he will try his best to be stained with it.

This news has not yet been announced to the outside world. The reason why she knew it was because her father was a minor official in the Ministry of Rites, so he was more or less well-informed.

After learning the news, she originally didn't plan to say it.

But looking at the third room these days has been too unpleasant, so I came up with this idea.

Anyway, in the final analysis, this money will not come from the pockets of their third bedroom.

It is of course the best thing to be able to do it without paying any money and still have your name on it.

But she wanted to think about such a good thing, but she couldn't do it.

Therefore, I had no choice but to come to my second sister-in-law to discuss it.

After all, she is quite respectable in front of her grandmother and the three old ladies, and it is always better for the three old ladies to take action than for people like them, nieces and nephews, to go to Mrs. Wei of Yunjin Court.

It's a pity that she was very good at planning, but she was ridiculed by Erlang's wife who heard this, and said with a cold snort.

"What about our Duke's Mansion? Look at everyone in the courtyard who treats us in the third room as the masters of the Duke's Mansion. The ones in Yunjin Courtyard are protected by uncles, the ones in Dongyuan are protected by Liulang, and the fifth room doesn't even know I burned some incense, and I have been living smoothly these past few days, but in our house, the husband is useless, the son is not working hard, and we are the two wives here, scratching and swissing to live our lives. Do you still want to add money for incense? I don’t have such spare money.”

Erlang's wife spoke in such a sinister manner, which made her already somewhat mean expression even more ugly.

After saying this angrily, she picked up a cup of tea and drank it.

Tea was meant to be tasted well, but now for her it was just a tool to reduce anger.

Sanlang's wife saw it and couldn't say much.

He had to wipe the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, looking slightly embarrassed.