"Mr. Song, what a coincidence."
The British princess's face was livid. As soon as she saw Song Fu, she snorted and pushed the door open.
She took Mingjiu and Shiyi back to her parents' home to celebrate the old lady's birthday. After staying for a few days and just returning to Beijing, she saw Song Fu coming out of the jewelry shop. Behind him were several young men pulling a lot of cloth on the cart. The colors and styles were all the same. Look, it's for a young woman.
People like them have embroidery rooms in their houses, so where can they get the goods sold by this kind of clothing store? I don’t know what kind of despicable woman Song Fu used these things to please.
Seeing this, the British princess hurriedly asked the coachman to follow her. Unexpectedly, she found such a house in the suburbs of Beijing.
As soon as the marriage was agreed between the two houses, he raised an extra wife, which was really too much of a deception.
"Master Song, why don't you tell me, what are you doing in this world under the blue sky and white sun?"
Mingxiang stood behind the British princess and kept tugging on her aunt's clothes. She had a docile personality and was really afraid of getting into trouble with her, especially in such a face-to-face confrontation, which made her a little embarrassed.
Mingxiang felt that even if Song Fuzhen had raised an illegitimate wife, they should not have come to her door like this and just turned around and postponed the marriage. It was not her British government's fault.
She and Ming Shiyi stood behind the British princess, neither of them wearing curtains and hats. The two girls didn't know how to deal with the foreign man, especially Song Fu, whose identity was quite embarrassing.
Mingxiang was so anxious that her round eyes were filled with light mist. She was not fluent in her speech. She didn't know what to say, so she could only silently signal the British princess to leave quickly.
Song Fu looked at the three of them and paused slightly when he saw Ming Xiang, who was obviously anxious and shy.
When he looked away, the British princess was about to break into the house.
"The British princess and Miss Mingjiu have arrived?"
Song Wan came out of the house and greeted a few people with a smile: "Wan'er has been waiting for a long time, please go inside first."
Seeing Song Wan come out, the British princess was stunned. She soon realized that she had misunderstood. Her expression softened slightly and she said stiffly: "I arrived a little early."
Song Fu gave up his seat and said to Song Wan: "Since you have made an appointment, I won't disturb you."
"Brother, there is no need to leave in a hurry. We are all one family and there is no need to avoid suspicion. What's more, the British father-in-law is here too."
"Since we're lucky enough, why don't we stay and have a meal together? What do you think, madam?"
Knowing that Song Wan was trying to resolve the embarrassment just now, the British princess looked at Song Fu, then at Ming Xiang, whose round face was red from holding back, and finally nodded.
Ming Xiang is different from ordinary people. It would be nice if the two of them could meet in advance.
"Then it's annoying."
Song Wan's house was small, with only one big table in the main hall. After Song Fu and Ming Xiang sat down, the British father-in-law went to the back house on the pretext that she had something to talk to Song Wan. Ming Shiyi went to the courtyard to enjoy the book appreciation with Song Wan. flower.
Song Fujing sat aside, and Mingxiang held the hem of his lap top with his small hands, so nervous that he seemed about to faint.
She rarely saw people, let alone her husband, who was also her future husband. Whenever she thought about this, Mingxiang felt her cheeks get hot and she felt uncomfortable all over.
"Wan'er has severed all ties with Yanghou En in Chengdu. Now I have bought a house for her to settle here."
Mingxiang opened his eyes wide when he heard this.
The girl has round eyes, a small and delicate nose, and is very cute. When she opens her eyes to look at people, her eyes are watery, and her eyes are pure and innocent. You can tell at first sight that she is an innocent and kind-hearted little girl.
Hearing that Song Wan's fellow city Yanghou Yijue showed no sign of disdain, he was simply surprised that there was such a thing as a husband and wife's Yijue in this world.
Seeing this, Song Fu pursed his lips slightly: "Have you ever heard of the Marquis of Chengyang doting on his concubine and killing his wife?"
Mingxiang nodded blankly.
Song Fu stopped talking when he saw this, and the two of them were silent for a while.
She was not able to speak well because she was afraid that the people traveling with her would remain silent, but Mingxiang did not dare to speak in front of Song Fu, so she could only blink and beg Song Fu to say something else.
Song Fu lowered his eyes and then said: "Wan'er will be supported by me for the rest of his life, do you know?"
Ming Xiang looked at Song Fu, his cheeks suddenly flushed.
Is he asking for her opinion?
Song Fu was afraid that she wouldn't be able to tolerate Song Wan in the future, so he asked her first. He thought that if she didn't agree, he would be dissatisfied with the marriage.
Mingxiang endured his shyness and nodded seriously.
She has no objection, as an elder brother should be like this. If she becomes Song Wan's sister-in-law in the future, she will also love her.
Thinking of this, Mingxiang pursed his lips and smiled secretly.
Although she is a little younger, it is the duty of a sister-in-law to protect her sister.
The hand holding the hem of the skirt gradually loosened, Ming Xiang's face turned red, and his round eyes looked at Song Fu shyly and happily.
He knew that he had asked her opinion first, and presumably he was not dissatisfied with her.
Song Fu saw that the little girl in front of him was smiling and shy, and he was also inexplicably embarrassed by her. After thinking about it, Song Fu took out a Wanfu embroidered cloth bag from his arms and placed it in front of Ming Xiang.
"Zhongqiu should have brought you something, but I was delayed because of something, so... you should keep it first."
The lake blue cloth bag was bulging. Mingxiang stretched out his little hand, brought it to himself and pinched it carefully in his hand.
Song Fu looked serious: "You can open it and take a look."
Ming Xiang opened it with a red face. Inside was a huge pearl. The pearl was smooth and shiny and had an excellent shape. It seemed to be shining with moist light in the sunlight.
Mingxiang raised his head in surprise, quite at a loss.
"My mother left it for you, just keep it."
Mingxiang pinched the Dongzhu, her heart beating hard.
This Dongzhu is too valuable, she shouldn't want it, but...
Thinking that Song Fu had carried this thing with him every day, just to give it to her when he met her, Mingxiang felt that the tip of his heart was soaked with honey and his whole body was filled with joy.
"I...I...accept...it."
Song Fu nodded, with a solemn expression: "You are not good at speaking, and you shouldn't be ashamed to speak. If you can't speak well, how can you be afraid of speaking?"
"The more you talk and the longer you talk, the more likely you'll be able to speak clearly."
Ming Xiang looked at Song Fu in disbelief, with tears in his eyes.
"Afraid...afraid not to...annoy others."
Song Fu looked solemn: "You can speak slowly and let me listen."
She is his wife. No matter where she is from, he should shoulder the responsibility of being a husband. If he takes advantage of his wife's family and despises his legitimate wife at the same time, what is the difference between acting like this and a beast like Jiang Xingjian?
"Well, tell me...I'll tell you...listen."
Ming Xiang's words were choked with sobs, but his eyes were sparkling.
Song Wan watched from the middle hall and said softly to the British princess beside him: "Madam, don't worry about Miss Ninth, my brother will take good care of her."
The British duchess said solemnly: "He'd better be."
Although she looked ugly, the British princess still took the tea in Song Wan's hand and played with the small porcelain plate containing the tea in a relaxed manner.
