The spring breeze in Yizhi Hall is boundless, but the Xiangxiang Garden seems to be blown by the strong wind, and even the plants are trembling, not to mention the maids and servants on duty.

Song Yichun walked around the book with his hands behind his back and looked anxious.

The bright lights of the octagonal palace lanterns sometimes fell on his face and sometimes on his back, making his expression look a little gloomy and unstable.

"I should have thought that the little beast would not let Dou be wronged because of the dowry of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver." He stopped and looked at the palace lantern with a gloomy look. "He came out to preside over the feeding of Dou today. The venison was not roasted, and the prawns were still fishy. Eggshells were found in the hibiscus soup, because the little beast stood there and toasted with a smile. None of those people dared to say a word, and kept praising the good singing of today's hall..." Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered and asked, "Didn't we keep watching over Yizhitang? Why did Song Mo invite Zeng Chusheng from Guanglian Club to sing for you? Whose idea is this?"

Last month, the eighth prince opened a house and invited Zeng Chusheng to a singing party. Zeng Chusheng dared not refuse, so he dragged his sick body to go there, but he lost his voice when he sang halfway through. Everyone knows that he is in a tragedy. No one of his family invited him to a singing party during the Spring Festival. Unexpectedly, he would appear in the Duke of England. In addition to the surprise of the visitor, who would care about the quality of the Duke of England's banquet?

Song Yichun, as the master, was also present.

His face turned pale. Not only did he not have any chance of attack, but he also had to suppress his anger and listened to everyone's cheers, and smiled and commented on Zeng Chusheng's plays.

Tao Qiong couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, saying, "I don't know what happened? There was indeed no movement there before."

Song Yichun was too lazy to listen to heavy pottery words, and said, "I didn't know in advance, wouldn't I go to check it later?" and said coldly, "Today he took Zeng Chusheng to save the situation. I think what he will do tomorrow?"

The pottery was silent for a moment. He whispered "yes" and took the opportunity to retreat.

Standing on the corridor, he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh.

The prince seemed to be confused by the anger. Now he focused on these small things. What's the use of suppressing his wife? As long as the prince wants to be favored by the emperor, as long as the prince's career is smooth, those people will be polite to the wife. Don't say that the wife is smart and capable, and she can't find her mistake at any time. Even if she finds her mistake, will those people blame the wife for watching the fun and make a grudge with the prince?

The pottery shook his head heavily and walked out.

When he passed by the tea room, he saw Zeng Wuzheng smiling and entangled with a maid wearing a crimson on the corner.

The pottery heavy sighed helplessly.

The Zeng Wu, whom the Duke of the Kingdom, mentioned is far different from Lu Zheng!

Thoughts flashed through him, his expression slightly stagnated.

The maid wearing a scarlet man seemed to be a fallen geese in the Duke's house...

He hurriedly turned back.

Zeng Wu and Luo Yan disappeared.

There was only a little maid in the tea room watching the fire.

He turned around and did not see Zeng Wu, but saw Luo Yan coming out of Song Yichun's house with an empty Jihong bowl.

When she saw the pottery heavy, she was shocked. She shouted "The pottery heavy" tensely, and said in a panic: "The princess hasn't stopped yet, I'll go and report it to the gentleman."

"No need." Pottery Chong said calmly, "I just came out of the Duke's house. You can go with your own!" As he said that, he walked out.

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the heavy pottery figure disappearing into the night, he ran towards the osmanthus forest behind the tea room.

Zeng Wuzheng was waiting there with anticipation.

Seeing Luo Yan, he hurriedly said, "How is it?"

Luo Yan covered her chest and said breathlessly: "I almost found out by Mr. Tao... You should remember it quickly, I only remember so many... There are twenty-eight people in total. They are all from the Third Princess' Mansion. In addition to the Third Princess, there are twelve female relatives..."

He talked about the person who was going to have a banquet tomorrow.

Although Zeng Wu could write a few dog-like characters, it was so dark and full of paper and ink. What did he write?

But he remembered it well, and he also remembered the person Luo Yan said.

He stuffed a gilded hairpin, two pearl bead flowers and a few pieces of silver for Luoyan. Zeng Wuyi ran away.

Luo Yan didn't think of hairpins and pearl flowers, but someone discovered them. She thought she had an affair with Zeng Wu, but Zeng Wu ran fast and disappeared before she could say anything.

She had no choice but to leave the osmanthus forest in disappointment.

But I saw pottery Chongzheng looking inside in front of the tea room.

She was a little surprised for a moment.

Pottery Chong smiled and said, "I seemed to see Zeng Wu just now..."

Luo Yan felt that the jewelry in her sleeves were a little hot and said, "I didn't see Zeng Wu..."

While walking out, the pottery smiled and said, "Maybe I was confused." After leaving Xixiangyuan, he secretly wondered, did he think so by mistake?

He went to Zeng Chusheng's house next to Qianfo Temple.

Zeng Chusheng personally welcomed him and said to him very politely: "The Duke of the State has rewarded the heavy silk, how can I work for Mr. Tao to go there personally? If you have any questions, just send someone to say it." He also took the best Biluochun guest.

The pottery was secretly shocked.

Listening to Zeng Chusheng's tone, it was the grandfather who invited him to sing!

How is this possible?

Could it be that someone is doing it under the name of a prince?

He tentatively said: "It's not a big deal. It's just that the Duke of the State comes to ask. What are the arrangements Mr. Chu has next?"

Zeng Chusheng smiled and ordered his apprentice to take a list of great red and gold sprinkled operas and handed them to the pottery, saying, "This is the next play I want to sing. If the Duke feels it is not good, you can change it according to the Duke's wishes at any time."

The pottery was re-sumed and said, "I came here to give orders temporarily, and I don't know the cause and effect..."

Zeng Chusheng was accustomed to walking around wealthy families, thinking that pottery was a stake with someone in charge, so he hurriedly said, "It was the official office of Cui Shisan who invited me. This play list is also what Master Cui wants."

Where is the British Duke's Office named Cui?

The pottery was so confused that he quickly realized that the person named Cui was probably the relative of Cui, who was the wife's aunt and grandmother of Cui...

Zeng Chusheng was about to go to sing a song, and the Duke of England was also welcomed. Could it be that the person named Cui was fake?

Tao Qi had a few social conversations with Zeng Chusheng with shortness of breath and chest tightness, then got up and said goodbye, and returned to the Duke of England's mansion.

Song Yichun had already fallen asleep and knew that the pottery was coming back, so he got up again.

Pottery told Song Yichun what happened.

Song Yichun kicked a footstool on the spot.

The footstool was overturned, and his toes were hurting so much.

He covered his toes and shouted at the pottery: "I'll kick that actor out tomorrow? He still wants to sing a few shows at our house, but there is no door!"

"Never!" said the pottery hurriedly, "The actor often walks around the various palaces, especially those old ladies and grandmas. It is hard to guarantee that he is not like a woman. We drove people rashly, and the grandmas will definitely ask those old ladies and grandmas. If Zeng Chusheng did not answer well, wouldn't the British Duke's Mansion be a laughing stock? The Guanglianshe is known as the number one opera troupe in Kyoto and is a festival for the New Year and the festival. Why don't he let him finish singing these days and join in the fun!"

Song Yichun jumped up: "I can't do anything to that pair of evil, can't I even do anything to an actor? Let him get out tomorrow!"

Tao Qizhong knew that he was angry, and no matter how he persuaded him, it was useless, so he had to retreat in disgrace.

Song Yichun cursed in the room for a long time, and the maids and servants who were waiting for the night were all trembling for a long time.

Song Mo looked at Dou Zhao, whose hair was wet with sweat, but felt heartbroken.

He pulled his little shirt and wiped Dou Zhao's face. He asked her worriedly: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Dou Zhao felt as if he had run a few streets, very tired, but also felt inexplicably comfortable.

"Where did you learn these methods?" Her voice became a little hoarse because of her previous moans. "Tell me honestly?"

Dou Zhao looked at Song Mo with a shimmering look, but he felt very unhappy.

She knew that she was Song Mo's first woman, and what Song Mo liked and what she would do. She knew very well, but the romantic things she had just now were definitely not something Song Mo could imagine out of thin air. She was afraid that Song Mo would go to drink flower wine or Zhangtai would go on a horse. Only in that kind of place could someone know how to have fun with pregnant women.

After a feast, Song Mo felt like he was guarding the clouds and saw the moon brightly. He was extremely happy and could not feel Dou Zhao's vague displeasure.

He hugged Dou Zhao in his arms, bit her ear and asked her, "Is that okay?"

Dou Zhao thought for a moment, laughed sincerely and said "Okay", and took his waist.

Song Mo suddenly became a little proud and whispered: "I asked the nanny in the palace... They said it would work..."

Dou Zhao was surprised, and then felt a little ashamed.

She should be more confident in Song Mo.

But such an answer made her face look like it was burning.

The nanny who knows this kind of thing is usually controlled by the Queen.

They will definitely report to the Queen truthfully.

The New Year’s Eve reunion dinner on New Year’s Eve and the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month are all royal family banquets. Not to mention those nobles, even the Empress’s family members must be subject to special orders to participate. The British Duke’s Mansion was a member of the royal family, and was considered a person in the royal family and had to enter the palace every festival, so the British Duke’s Mansion’s own reunion dinner was set on the New Year’s Eve.

Dou Zhao thought of accompanying his wife to watch the moon and lanterns during the Lantern Festival, so she wanted to cover herself with the quilt to keep her sleep for a long time.

But Song Mo was still making trouble for her and said with a smile: "If you enter the palace and see the Queen, she will let you arrange a room with me, and you will say that you have already arranged it. I gave Gu Yu the two beauties sent by Jiading Bo. Don't miss my secret!"

Dou Zhao only hoped that some holes could be penetrated.

"You can't bear it." She turned her back and felt sulking with Song Mo. "Now everyone must know, how can I enter the palace to meet the Queen!"

"No!" Song Mo gently stroked her shoulders and chuckled softly, "When the Empress called me, I said, I like you, and no one else liked it... The Empress also reminded me to treat you well, saying that you are pregnant and you will not have a bad temper. Let me give in to you..."

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