Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Song Tong was so busy that he put down the tea bowl in his hand: "Mrs. Jade's body is well-being, and her subordinates are naturally comforted and dare not have other ideas."

"Don't you think I'm particularly lascivious and unbearable?" Lu Minglan sipped tea lightly, and said lightly, "Does a woman like me, a waitress and a husband, disdain your knives and scholars in particular? A scholar like you from Dali Orthodox Portal? "

Song Tong's knees softened, and he fell to his knees with a bang and said, "The subordinates have no intention! Madam Mingjian!"

"You don't have this idea, and you can't guarantee that there aren't others," Lu Minglan said lightly, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't care if you forget, let's get up."

"Yes, his subordinates obey." Song Tong sat back cautiously. After only a few words, he was already sweating.

"I heard that your wife is pregnant again?" Lu Minglan said.

"Yes, I have been pregnant for four months. Thank you, Madam, for your concern." Song Tong was busy.

"This is a good thing," Lu Minglan said, paused, put down the tea bowl in his hand, and continued, "I have been in Beidi for many years, and you have worked hard for me and Shaner. I said, but I knew in my heart that I had been thinking about how to reward you, but I was powerless now, but now I want to promote you.

Song Tong hesitated, then he hesitated a bit, and said, "The subordinate thanked his wife for his love, but ..."

"It's just that I can't administer the harem woman, isn't it?" Lu Minglan tickled his lips.

Song Tong was busy: "Don't dare."

"It's not what I mean, it's the meaning of sweating, but it's the same whether it's sweating to lift you up or me to lift you up, and you're good to go," Lu Minglan said indifferently to the waiter. He waved his hands and said to Song Tong, "I just heard that Mrs. Song had good news, so I prepared a reward for you to take back to Mrs. Song."

"Yes, thank you very much, Madam Song." Song Tong said quickly.

The waiter came over holding a box of carved sandalwood, Song Tong was so busy that he took it, and was about to thank him for another two words. He listened to the palace person coming in and reported that it was sweating and Song Tong was so busy to welcome him After going out, Lu Minglan was still sitting on the soft couch slowly drinking red dates, longan and rose tea.

"Subordinates have seen a lot of sweat! Congratulations to Khan Sheng'an!" Song Tong bowed to Mu Yuante and greeted him.

"Let's get up," Mu Yuante glanced at Song Tong, as he strode forward, he said, "You have a good deal of plague in Northeast China in the spring.

Song Tong was busy: "Last year, I was promoted to my subordinates after sweating profusely. It was not until one year, and I was promoted to my subordinates again. I am afraid it is inappropriate."

"What's wrong? You have the power and the ability to naturally deserve the position under you," Mu Yuante said lightly, while looking at the sandalwood box in his arms, "I was thinking of giving it to you I am giving a bigger house, but I heard that Mrs. Song is pregnant and ca n’t move, so I ’ll give you a new house when you buy a small house at the beginning of next year. ”

"Yes, I would like to thank my subordinates for sweating and graciously!"

"Okay, you step back," Mu Yuante said.

"Yes, his subordinates retired." Song Tong bowed back in a hurry.

When Song Tong retreated, Mu Yuante was so busy walking towards Nuange, he pulled out his shirt, and laughed with a smile on his face: "Laner, I'm back."

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