Chapter 107 The Little Mirror of Houmen's Pseudo-Daughter 05

"Okay, the concubine will sew carefully and wait for the day when you come to pick me up. Husband."

Concubine or something, it sounds like it makes people blush and heartbeat.

Ye Shan blushed silently for a while, then suddenly straightened his back again, coughed, and said very seriously: "Madam, rest assured, I will definitely keep my promise for my husband, and I will definitely live up to my lady... a piece of infatuation."

Should...that's what you meant to say?

The corners of Xue Yizhou's lips curved slightly, as if he was very satisfied with Ye Shan's answer.

Ye Shan was even happier.

Then he heard his wife Xue Yizhou say again: "Husband, your feet are turning red. Um... It's very beautiful, it makes people want to hold it in the palm of your hand and play with it carefully."

Ye Shan just remembered, because there is no cold or heat in the small mirror, and naturally there is no cold or heat, so after he took off his shoes and socks, he didn't wear them again.

Now his feet are really bare.

Feet were really red.

"If the husband can transform into this mirror, then the concubine will be able to enjoy the jade pair of husband day and night." , "Yesterday, in my concubine's dream, I also dreamed of my husband's jade feet. The concubine's feet were held in the palm of my hand... The concubine loves my husband, and I am afraid that my husband's jade feet will be in my dreams every night. Transforming into shape, so that the concubine can have a taste of her wish, and really hold the pair of jade feet of her husband in the palm of your hand, carefully rubbing and appreciating..."

Ye Shan: "..."

Ye Shan: "..."

Why do you feel that the person being teased is yourself?

And, what the hell is Jade Foot? Isn't it just a pair of white feet?

Obviously now his peach blossom is the "woman" who should be dignified, virtuous, obedient, and virtuous, isn't it?

System: "Haha."

If you don't listen to the system, you will suffer in front of you.

Deserving it, host.

Ye Shan was only depressed for a while, thinking about what his Peach Blossom had said before, asking him to see Peach Blossom's concubine sister, he silently put on his shoes and socks under his Peach Blossom's coveting eyes. Now, he said solemnly, "It's time to see my husband's sister-in-law."

In any case, the aura of being a husband cannot be lost at all!

Must not be lost!

system:"......"

Xue Yizhou: "..."

Xue Yizhou was stunned for a while, then laughed lowly, also stood up, illuminated with the night pearl, opened the tent, put the small mirror beside the night pearl, and said softly: "Then go and see my second sister. ." After a pause, he continued, "It's just that even if no one sees me at night, I still don't want to wear my pajamas. After all, the concubine is already the husband's person, so how can I let others see the appearance of my concubine wearing only pajamas? Husband said, yes or no?"

What else can Ye Shan say?

He could only nod his head coldly and as it should have.

Not bad, this lady is very polite, very good.

Then he saw his knowledgeable lady bowing to him, hooked her lips and smiled, turned her back, and started... taking off her clothes, taking off her pajamas and trousers, and then began to leisurely piece of clothing.

Then from the inner clothes, the middle clothes to the outer robes.

Ye Shan: "..."

It's true that the lady knows the book and is reasonable, but, it seems... a little bit like hooking people?

But fortunately, this lady with a bigger skeleton than him was hooking up with him, so Ye Shan silently endured it.

And meditate on the scriptures in your heart.

The system was full of surprises: "The host also intends to dedicate himself to the Buddha? From now on, abandon all the mortal love and love?"

Ye Shan: "No, I'm just worried that I accidentally bleed out my nose and let my peach blossom call me a slut or something. Although...it's true, he hasn't married me yet, so he still has to disguise himself. It's a disguise." Then he added, "This is a necessary disguise, not a cheating marriage! Really!"

System: "..." It should have thought of it long ago!

Xue Yizhou changed into a black shirt and let his hair loose. He held the little mirror Ye Shan in his palm a little bit scarily, and quietly went to the room of his concubine who lived in the same courtyard with him. .

Naturally, Xue Yizhou didn't have any such things as drugs in his own room, but Ye Shan did.

He gave Xue Yizhou a bunch of life-saving things and wedding clothes ahead of time, and Xue Yizhou took a fragrant incense and dazed everyone in the yard except him before entering. Xue Qingyue's room.

Xue Qingyue was also dazed.

When Ye Shan saw it, he asked Xue Yizhou to bring his body, the small mirror, close to Xue Qingyue's Tianling Gai.

Xue Yizhou paused.

Ye Shan whispered: "Quick, I need to see how many people are in her consciousness. Maybe your sister hasn't disappeared."

He is only a little bit involved in these gods and ghosts, so it's not quite accurate.

Xue Yizhou hesitated for a while before placing the small mirror on Xue Qingyue's Tianling cover.

Ye Shan released a trace of the demon power that he had cultivated, penetrated Xue Qingyue's Tianling cover, and entered Xue Qingyue's consciousness.

After a long time, Ye Shancai withdrew his demonic power and said with a little regret, "Move the boat, it's alright."

Only then did Xue Yizhou's tightly clenched fist slowly loosen, and a peaceful expression gradually appeared on his tensed face. He stretched out his hand, took the small mirror back, and asked softly, "How is it?"

Ye Shan was a little nervous, but not for other reasons, but because he was worried that Xue Yizhou would be sad.

He whispered: "There is only one person in her consciousness, but that consciousness should have been damaged. This also means..." Ye Shan paused before continuing, "It means that this new soul enters When you entered your sister's body, your sister was still there. However, when your sister competed with this new soul for control of the body, your sister's will to survive was weak, so she was defeated by this new soul and disappeared. Occupied This person in your sister's body survived. It's just the battle between those souls about the body, it's the soul's instinct..."

That Xue Qingyue didn't even feel that she was vying with someone for what, she was just determined to keep herself alive.

As a result, she did survive, but the original owner of this body died.

Xue Yizhou understood at once, and sneered: "So, that is the instinct of her soul, people are born to fight for their own survival, so even if my soul who is really a concubine disappears, It's not all the fault of the person who just named himself Xue Qingyue, right?"

Ye Shan was a little overwhelmed.

Because his peach blossom will encounter more "last faults" of others in the future.

Those people are really wrong, but they have a "last resort" for making mistakes, and an "excuse" for having to make mistakes, and even if his peach blossoms want to accuse those people righteously, they may not be able to do it.

But Ye Shan knows that mistakes are mistakes, even if there are reasons for those mistakes and inside stories, but right is right, and wrong is wrong. If all unavoidable mistakes should be forgiven, then those unavoidable mistakes should be forgiven. And how can the truly innocent people who have been hurt quell their anger?

There's always someone to pay for those things.

"She will be retributed." Ye Shan said firmly, "She made an innocent soul disappear, and sooner or later she will pay the price for this. If God doesn't allow it, then I will avenge your sister and let her pay back what she should have. The price of repayment, okay?"

Xue Yizhou looked up at Ye Shan.

Ye Shan was a little nervous, paused, and then said again: "If one day, someone hurts you like this 'last resort', I will make him pay the price and let you calm down your anger."

Xue Yizhou was silent for a while, then smiled.

He took the small mirror in his palm and rubbed it carefully.

Ye Shan was completely red from head to toe when touched by this peach blossom who was supposed to be a "girlfriend", but he still insisted without groaning.

--Joke, this time he was determined to fight back, how could he make such a strange sound?

It should be when he counterattacks, the sound of his peach blossoms is right!

Ye Shan's face turned red as he thought about it.

At this time, he heard the voice of his peach blossom in his ear.

"Okay, husband, concubine, everything depends on your husband."

Ye Shan was immediately happy.

In the Marquis of Anyang, the eldest girl's yard was full of peace.

However, in the main courtyard of Anyang Hou's mansion, Mrs. Anyang Hou Ji was looking at the person with a livid face.

"The Holy Master has said that the third lady of the Hou residence created her own pear flower body, her mind is exquisite and clear, and she has the appearance of Xizi. If she can enter the palace, she will be able to give birth to a son for the Holy Master. I used to have some friendship with Mrs. Hou. Today I just came here at night to tell Madam Hou the news in advance, but I wonder if Madam Hou is happy?"

Looking at the old mama in front of her, Mrs. Ji couldn't help but start to feel dizzy and almost fell down.

It was the mammy beside her who quickly supported her and looked at the old mama with some resentment in her eyes, but her tone was still very respectful: "Mammy knows, our three girls are only thirteen years old this year. At the age of three, she has never even had a menstrual period, and she has a big temper. How can she enter the palace to serve the saint? If you really want to choose talents for the saint, you can choose as much beauty as you can in this world. You just can't get into the eyes of the Holy One? Why do you bother to gouge out the flesh of Madam? It must be known that Madam served the old lady back then, so how did you..." Become what it looks like today?

Although Mrs. Ji felt distressed for her own child, her reason was still there. She was calm and took a step forward, grabbing the hand of the old maid, and said eagerly: "But our Houfu did not carry out the instructions of the Holy Master properly? Is this annoyed at the Hou Mansion? If that's the case, even if you tell me what the sage said to me, no matter how bad your reputation is, as long as you can protect my three children, I'm willing to do it."

Only then did the old maid slightly raise the corner of her lips, glanced at the madam next to Mrs. Ji, and said, "You have no other benefits except the word loyalty. But Mrs. Hou has a bright mind and knows that the person above wants to what."

Then, Mrs. Ji came over and said a few words.

Mrs. Ji's eyes widened immediately, and she looked at the old mama in disbelief.

The old mama sighed for some unknown reason, and said, "People in the royal family are fighting back and forth. In the end, we have those royal relatives who really have the blood of the royal family..." The old mama pointed. In the courtyard of the "eldest girl", "except for him, no one else can give birth to children. Our saint is really angry. Princess Yun Yang took those people and secretly destroyed several of the saint's children. With a child, the Holy One has no chance to have children. Do you think the Holy One can spare the only child of Princess Yunyang? What's more, this child is still a son."

With a pale face, Mrs. Ji murmured, "But, what does this have to do with my Houfu? What does it have to do with my three girls?"

The old mama only said: "Madam has done a good job these years, and she has humiliated that person enough. However, the saint has searched for famous doctors, and today someone finally dared to tell the truth to the saint. The saint is furious. The saint is furious. Naturally, someone should bear the anger. The sage can't find Princess Yunyang, and he doesn't want Princess Yunyang to die, so what's the point? The sage just wants to make Princess Yunyang admit the wrong child. It's best to kill her. My own son. As for Madam Hou, all you need to do is to make the old lady of the Hou residence and Lord Hou keep their mouths shut and think that the fish eye is the pearl, that's all."

Mrs. Ji had a sad face on her face, but did not dare to refuse.

The world is suffering, she can't save others, she can only save herself.

As for the "big girl"... His life is like this, who is to blame?

Mrs. Ji only hoped that she and her three children could be rescued from these hardships, so that was enough.

...

The next day, someone came to tailor Xue Yizhou and Xue Qingyue together.

The servants around the two also began to gradually decrease. Xue Qingyue asked casually, only to know that they had been transferred.

Xue Qingyue thought in her heart, transferred? Transfer away for what? People like these who know the master's secret have always stayed by the master's side and there is still a way to survive, this transfer...

Xue Qingyue shook her head, she was also confused. She can't even save herself now, who else can she save?

As soon as she looked up, she saw that "big girl" Xue Yizhou, drawing something with a pen.

It's just that Xue Yizhou has no one to teach him other things except for someone to teach him the Four Books of Women and the Female Workers. Therefore, Xue Yizhou's paintings on paper are not much different from ghosts.

Xue Qingyue looked at it for a long time, and could only ask in a low voice, "Big sister, what are you painting?"

Xue Yizhou glanced at her and only smiled, with an indescribable pity and compassion in his smile.

Just like Xue Qingyue once looked at her.

"Second sister's birthday is coming soon. I thought, I should give the second sister a big gift. After all, you and I have lived in the same yard for so long, and you still look so similar to me..." Xue Yizhou With a low smile, "If I don't give the second sister a big gift, I will feel uneasy."

Xue Qingyue didn't know why, so she could only show a cowardly smile like her original body.

That night, Ye Shan finally knew what Xue Yizhou wanted to do.

"Since she's not my second sister, she occupied my second sister's body. I can't kill her to take revenge on her, but I don't want to make her feel better."

Ye Shun asked cautiously, "Then, what do you want to do?"

Xue Yizhou smiled slightly: "I want to give her a great opportunity to let her... accompany her today, it is also a part of our Anyang Marquis Mansion... honorable and favored."

Ye Shan immediately understood what Xue Yizhou meant.

Since those people wanted to make Xue Qingyue sit down for Princess Yunyang's daughter no matter what, then it was better to let Princess Yunyang's "daughter" marry Princess Yunyang's younger brother today.

An uncle married his niece as a concubine.

I think that the saint who came here would also gladly accept this matter.

As for the pain that Princess Yunyang and Xue Qingyue will have in the future, who cares?

Xue Yizhou doesn't care about left and right.

Ye Shanzheng felt that something was wrong, and then heard Xue Yizhou suddenly say: "Speaking of which, other aspects of the wedding dress can be changed, but I have never seen my husband's... but I don't know how to change those obscene pants. Fortunately, I'm going to marry my husband after all. Why don't my husband take off those obscene trousers, take them out and have a look with me, and make you a big red one according to that size, which you and I will wear on the day you and I get married. , what do you think, husband?"

Ye Shan: "..."

Didn't it say that the "girls" are gentle and reserved and easy to be shy?

Why is this peach blossom of his, not only dare to change clothes in front of him, but also like this... how can he justly ask for his trousers?

Such a "girlfriend", how will he be able to... be overwhelmed in the future?

System: "Haha."

dream ah.

Dreaming can be overwhelming. real.

Ye Shan: "..." Slap fly!

The author has something to say: After a long, long time...

System: Look, this system really has foresight.

Ye Shan: Fei Fei Fei Fei... uh, madam, if I don't pat you, continue, um...

System: This system continues to knock on wooden fish and chant sutras.