Wu Xian temporarily stabilized Xu Jie.

However, he knew that the biggest trouble was not Xu Jie.

He returned to the backyard full of melancholy. His side wife, Mi, was Wu Xian's most beloved concubine in the past two years. After hearing the news from the maid, she came to greet her early with a gentle smile, holding the scarf, and served thoughtfully. With the help of Wu Xian,

Because of his love, Mi occasionally dared to ask about things in the front yard: "Xian Lang encountered some troubles outside, why do you look so depressed?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just..."

Wu Xian took the twisted cloth and wiped his face.

Mrs. Mi turned around and took the copper basin with a moderate temperature from the maid's hand, and squatted down to put it down. Wu Xian took off his shoes and put his feet into the warm water. He raised his hand to signal Mi to get up. These menial tasks kept the servants busy, and she, a concubine, did not have to do them.

Do the dirty work.

Mrs. Mi Zi pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly.

"Serving a virtuous man and showing off his beauty, how can it be considered a dirty job?" Mrs. Mi Zi said so gently, but she still listened to Wu Xian's words and stood up and sat next to him, then changed the subject of the conversation, "Mr.

I haven’t said yet who made you unhappy.”

Wu Xian didn't intend to hide it either.

After all, it's not that important.

He also wanted to learn from Mrs. Mi Side about how to coax someone well. Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mi Side's blessed oval face stiffened for a moment, but she suppressed her sourness and asked cautiously: "The virtuous man's new favorite

?”

Wu Xian: "...No, it's Gongsu."

Mrs. Mi Side: "..."

Even though she is just a wife in the backyard, before becoming Wu Xian's concubine, she was just the leader of a dance class in a family with a low education, but she also knows the main key members of her husband's account. After all, if you offend these people, no matter how much favor you do, they will instantly turn into ashes.

Smoke and clouds - Wu Xian's ears are soft but that doesn't mean he can't pick them up clearly.

This "Gongsu" should be Qin Li.

Mrs. Mi Zi could remember that when Wu Xian received help from Qin Li, the man jumped three feet high with joy, which showed how much Qin Li meant to him. In the flash of lightning, Mrs. Mi Zi's heart turned several times.

Already have an idea.

"How did Xian Lang offend Mr. Qin?"

Mrs. Mi is very good at observing people's emotions.

Wu Xian only said a few words, and she understood that no matter what happened, Wu Xian would always blame himself for the fault.

She couldn't speak ill of Qin Li without a wink.

Not only couldn't he, but he had to speak from Qin Li's point of view and criticize her husband! Wu Xian was not angry as expected.

Wu Xian reluctantly talked about today's episode.

Qin Li was squeezed out and left angrily.

Wu Xian stabilized Xu Jie, but he didn't know how to coax Qin Li.

Qin Li also hit Xu Jie's taboo this time.

He has known Xu Jie for many years, and he knows this person well. He is usually quiet and likes to "put harmony first" in everything, but this does not mean that Xu Jie does not have edges and corners - not only does he have them, he is also good at hiding swords in his smile. Gongsu this time

It can offend people severely.

Mrs. Mi Side: "..."

Inexplicably, she felt that the scene described by Wu Xian was familiar.

Isn't it the same with several wives and concubines competing for favor in the backyard?

However, she did not dare to say this out loud.

Comparing the tit-for-tat of Wu Xian's confidants to the vying for favor among the female relatives in the backyard, if she dared to say this, Wu Xian and those under him would kill her. Mrs. Mi Side smiled gently and said: "Think about it, Mr. Qin. For whom are these words and actions for?”

Wu Xiandao: "Of course it's for me!"

Qin Li was afraid of Qi Shan, and also afraid of Shen Tang who was being assisted by Qi Shan. Taking advantage of the danger before it matured, strangulating it in the cradle was the most reassuring way to deal with it. But - Wu Xianzhen felt that it was not serious enough, Qin Li was too I'm anxious.

Mrs. Mi Side said: "Since it is for Xian Lang, why can't Mr. Qin's piety be exchanged for Xian Lang coming to apologize in person? Xian Lang is the master and he is the minister, but you are like-minded friends. If you have any words, you can't speak directly. Are you talking openly?"

Wu Xian was stunned for a moment.

The soles and insteps of the feet rubbing each other in the copper basin stopped.

After a while, he stood up hurriedly, ignoring the cold ground, stepped on it with wet feet, and walked out the door.

Mrs. Mi Zi quickly stood up and followed.

He persuaded in a funny way: "Why are you so anxious, Xian Lang?"

"At least put on your clothes neatly before going!"

If Wu Xian gets cold again after leaving his room, and the wife asks about it, it will be difficult for her to explain.

Wu Xian could only suppress his impatience.

He dressed in a hurry and left without looking back.

Mrs. Mizuo walked him to the entrance of the courtyard until the man's figure disappeared at the end of the gravel road. Going outside her courtyard was a carefully decorated garden, with rockeries, flowing water, exquisite plants, and even the fish in the pond had no worries about eating...

They are all well taken care of.

Mrs. Mizi leaned against the door and stared for a long time.

"Madam, you'd better go back, be careful of catching a cold."

After being persuaded by the personal maid, he sighed and turned around.

There was sadness in his mouth and a little sadness in his beautiful eyes: "Catching a cold? If I were sick, would Xian Lang be so nervous?"

The maid didn't understand what it meant.

Just a habit of flattering.

"My wife is always favored, and parents will do the same."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mi Zi shook her head, frowned slightly, and said with worry: "You don't understand, he can't do it. Qin Gongsu can help Xian Lang achieve great things, but when he gets angry, Xian Lang is worried. Look at the backyard. How could a flower touch his heart so much?"

Maid: "But, it's different."

Mrs. Mi Zi then asked her: "How is it different?"

The maid said: "Mr. Qin is the parent's arm and a useful person, but Madam is the parent's favorite, son and mother."

How can people with these two identities be the same?

It is impossible for Mr. Qin to replace Madam.

The maid really didn't understand her brain circuit.

Mrs. Mi Zi sighed again: "You don't understand."

In the final analysis, it is the same. Whether it is subordinates or concubines, they are all people Wu Xian needs, and the latter can be replaced by a younger and more beautiful woman at any time, but for a great talent like Mr. Qin, how many people can replace him?

Where are people?

It is easy to be abandoned if you are not needed.

Mrs. Mi Zi also really envied Qin Li.

Qin Li could make her husband bow his head sincerely and rush to apologize and persuade her, but what about her? She usually lives her life carefully in the backyard, relying on her husband's favor. Favor is whether she can continue to live far away from poverty.

A comfortable place of hunger and war, free from the hardships of rain, wind and rain outside, is the key to enjoying prosperity and wealth.

If it weren't for Wu Xian, I don't know where she would die now.

To be fair, Wu Xian is a good person.

What's even more fortunate is that the principal lady is not mean and has never treated them badly. But is this because the principal lady is kind and generous? Not necessarily. They simply don't really take these side rooms in their eyes. They are just beautiful decorations that can walk in the backyard.

.

Mrs. Mi was sad and laughed at herself.

Wu Xian obviously didn't know what Mrs. Mi was thinking.

Wearing a thick fox fur cloak, he braved the wind and snow and carried a lantern to knock on Qin Li's door and forcefully wake up Qin Li. Well, Gong Su was not asleep either. He used the light of the lantern to see the breeze.

The man in the snow said in surprise: "Master?"

Wu Xian silently greeted the poor weather.

"My lord, come in first."

Qin Li is angry and funny.

You can somewhat guess Wu Xian’s purpose.

Wu Xian took off his cloak and walked into Qin Li's home. He raised his hand to brush off the goose feathers on his cloak and rubbed his hands together to keep warm: "Why can't Gongsu afford the charcoal basin? It's so cold in the house?"

Qin Li asked people to light candles.

Said: "Using Wen Qi to protect the body can prevent severe cold."
To be continued...