My Stepmother is Soft and Charming

The eldest lady of the Wei family's heart stopped when the topic was changed in this way.

Wiping the sweat on his temples with a handkerchief, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't speak again, but just laughed quietly and listened to Princess Yuehua talk about some interesting things about Yizhou.

Although everyone was puzzled, no one would step forward to ask questions without hesitation.

So, let this matter go for the time being.

People were chatting and laughing inside the flower hall, and outside the flower hall, Mrs. Xing and others were also busy.

Princess Yuehua's fiefdom is in Yizhou next to Jinling City. She has been a widow since the death of Han's consort, which must have been more than twenty years.

Hearing the word widow, sister-in-law Liu's eyes flashed with pain.

But it only happened for a moment, and it disappeared without attracting much attention from others.

Then this princess has a long-lasting love. I think she had a deep relationship with the consort in the past.

Du Jingyi replied.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Xing smiled mockingly, looked around to see that no one was around, and then lowered her voice and said.

Thinking too much, everyone in Yizhou knows that there are some decent-looking young men in the family who dare not leave the house. Otherwise, if the princess takes a fancy to him, he will be directly sent to the princess's house to be a noodle chef.

Over the years, there must be seven or eight hundred people who have fallen in love with her, not just one thousand.

Du Jingyi was a little surprised when he heard this.

The emperor's draft was probably not this exaggerated. How could she, a princess, be so powerful?

Is there no one in Yizhou who doubts it?

What's the point of questioning? After a few days, those teenagers were sent home. They were all in good shape, and they didn't lack any arms or legs. They only said that they were Princess Xicai and invited them to the mansion for two days. Who can say? What is it?

It's just that those young people who returned home, I heard, either died of anger or refused to go out again. Some of them took the opportunity to climb up and work as minor officials in Yizhou. So over the years, they came down , no one can really bring down this living ancestor.

In one sentence, this situation is clearly stated.

The imperial power of the Heavenly Family is majestic, so what if they really succeed in suing?

Maybe he would be executed secretly because he wanted to protect the royal family's face. Thinking of this, the common people felt angry but could do nothing.

What's more, there are only a few people here who can be sent home. Most of them either stay in the princess's mansion and continue to enjoy themselves, or they disappear inexplicably.

What can be done?

Xue Niang couldn't help but patted her chest, suppressing the nausea in her heart and said in disgust.

They say men are heartless, but if this princess becomes romantic, she is really worse than that.

Xue Niang, be careful that trouble comes from your mouth.

After Xue Niang heard her sister-in-law Liu's whispered advice, she immediately shut up and looked around worriedly.

After making sure that no one was around, I felt relieved.

There are some things that Mrs. Xing can say, but they cannot.

When Mrs. Xing saw this, she patted Mrs. Liu on the shoulder and said.

Okay, I won't say this anymore, so as not to scare Xiaoba.

Thank you, aunt, for your thoughtfulness.

After the conversation fell behind, a few people brought the topic to other things and did not continue the discussion.

Du Jingyi took a deep look at Princess Yuehua, who was surrounded by everyone sitting in the hall at the moment.

She was smiling gently and appropriately at the moment, looking like a kind elder.

But I didn't expect that there would be a person who gnawed human blood behind his back.

It's really hard to tell the difference between human and ghost under the mask, and I have a certain prejudice against the royal children of the Daxing Dynasty.

The flower hall was bustling with activity, and the front hall was no less busy.

Princess Fu is here, and Prince Fu will not be absent.

Of course, the lucky prince Xie Daoen of Prince Fu was also brought with him this time.

He is now about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his whole life is very similar to King Fu.

His facial features are not too ugly, but his swollen body makes his facial features look very fierce.

His face was covered with blood-red pimples, whether from anger or something else, so he looked a bit older than his father.

As soon as he entered the door, he had a sad face. He didn't look like he was here to celebrate his birthday, but rather like he was here for a funeral.

Since his birth, he has been pampered by the entire royal family.

Children who grow up like this will naturally not have a good temper.

At a young age, he didn't treat others as human beings, and there were many slave abuses happening in the mansion.

If Prince Fu and Princess Fu hadn't kept a tight lid, I'm afraid rumors would have spread outside.

He didn't want to come today. He had made appointments with several of his sons and planned to go to Fengyue Pavilion in the city to have a good time with prostitutes.

Unexpectedly, he was forced to come here by his parents, so he suppressed his anger and disliked everyone.

The King of Fortune has arrived, and the Crown Prince of Fortune has arrived.

After this long shout, everyone focused their attention.

Most of the people who came today were courtiers, but Prince Fu and his son were members of the royal family, so they deserved to attract everyone's attention.

Shang Yukuan was the first to bear the brunt and rushed over.

Although he is the father-in-law of King Fu, in terms of status, he is still a minister of the royal family, so he speaks respectfully.

Prince Fu and his crown prince are here, and I am not very honored.

King Fu was polite, he lifted it up and said with a smile.

Your Majesty, you're welcome. Today is a family banquet. You are my father-in-law, so you don't need to be so polite.

Then he said to his son beside him.

En'er, come and see your grandfather.

Xie Dao'en (Prince Fu's Crown Prince) glanced at Shang Yukuan impatiently, and then said something perfunctory.

I met my grandfather.

Shang Yukuan didn't have much contact with his grandson.

But I also knew that he had a bad temper, so I didn't mind his attitude too much. I just responded with a smile and said.

Okay, let's go in and rest for a while. The banquet will start soon.

Um.

Shang Yukuan invited Prince Fu and his son to come in, accompanied by Captain Wei and Deputy Commander Wei.

Shang Ji, who was a little far away from them, looked over coldly, with disgust in his eyes.

Xing Zhao was a man with a mouth, and he snorted with his nostrils pointing upward.

He looks like a fat-headed pig. He is no less generous than your fifth uncle.

As he spoke, he was still confused.

Hey, why don't you see those relatives of yours today? Aren't they the favorite to stand out on occasions like this in the past?

After that, he glanced around and found that he didn't see anyone.

Shang Ji replied calmly.

My fifth uncle's family was sick and they were moved to a village outside the city. My third uncle's family was too humble and low-status to make friends with dignitaries, so they stayed in the house.

Xing Zhao's face was full of surprise, as if Shang Ji had said something scary.

Isn't it, they? Can they still have such self-awareness?

Although he had not lived in the Duke's Mansion for many years and got along with him, he could understand what three-bedroom and five-bedroom apartments were like after just a few encounters.