Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

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Xu Mingzhi returned home earlier than expected, as if she had never been to Bian Tong's place at all.

Everywhere in Bian Tong's other courtyard was strange, she had noticed it from the moment she entered, but to her, as long as she could find her daughter, nothing else mattered.

She changed her shoes and entered the room, and the high heels had worn out her ankles again. She only glanced at it, and didn't even bother to wrinkle her brows.

It turned out to be downstairs.

She asked Mama Wu to rest first, and she stayed in the living room. She never thought that her mother would come back so soon. There was only one floor lamp in the living room. The lampshade was beige, and the color of the light was very warm.

She was sitting on the sofa under the lamp, wearing pajamas, which was the least Su Ji usually wore, and she liked it quite a bit, so she took it out and wore it.

I was doing small handicrafts in my hand, and there were a few shoes lying around on the ground next to me.

Now that he knew who she was, Xu Mingzhi didn't know how to face her.

I wanted to go straight upstairs, but noticed that the pair of high heels she usually wore to the company were on the floor.

"What are you doing?" Xu Mingzhi asked.

Yuanshen paused, tore off the adhesive strip in his hand, quickly glued the last one, and then put it on the ground, "That...the double-sided tape is not strong, if mother doesn't like it, you can take it off, it won't damage the shoes... ..."

She was quiet and cautious.

Xu Mingzhi frowned and walked over.

Lifting the high-heeled shoes with her fingertips, she glanced at them, and the next second, her expression paused.

The original body used double-sided stickers to stick trimmed thin sponges on the soles and heels of each pair of high-heeled shoes.

Xu Mingzhi saw that some female employees in the company would do the same, saying that after this treatment, the high heels would be very comfortable to wear and the feet would not be easily worn out.

But she has always been informal and never does this.

Xu Mingzhi, "Rest early if you have time, and don't do these meaningless things."

Yuan Bo pursed his lips.

Her subconscious expression made Xu Mingzhi feel anxious.

"Mom..." Xu Mingzhi paused, and said unnaturally, "I'm worried about your health. I'm going to the hospital tomorrow. Getting more rest is good for your health."

Yuanzheng raised his head again and looked at her standing outside the light circle of the floor lamp. Although there was no obvious smile on his face, his tone was gentle.

The original body also laughed, "Mom, I feel so happy now."

Xu Mingzhi squeezed his hands.

"..."

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Big business.

In the dead of night, the cooing of pigeons came from outside the window.

Su Ji was still thinking about Mr. Bian Guanshi.

Then, attracted by the voice, his eyes followed.

Reflecting the candlelight, she saw the big carrier pigeon outside the window pasted with oil paper.

The whole body is generally snow-white, only the head and the tips of the wings are covered with light gray feathers.

It moved its head nimbly, and its two paws walked outside the curtain.

"Cuckoo."

"Cuckoo."

It is the carrier pigeon she uses for correspondence with her intimate elder sister.

In order to deceive people, the homing pigeons come here at this time of night.

She opened the window, and the homing pigeon looked at her very alertly, and then flapped its wings and flew to her shoulder, very fearless.

Su Ji tilted his head just enough to rub against the top of its furry head.

"Cuckoo -"

The homing pigeon makes a comfortable sound.

After returning to Dashang, within half a month, Su Ji had already received two letters from his confidant elder sister.

When she came here for the first time, the carrier pigeon was a little excited to see her.

It seems that it has never been to the palace in the past year.

In the past, she communicated with her intimate elder sister, usually once a month.

It's been a little frequent lately.

In the letter she wrote back last time, she told her about her pregnancy, and in this letter, the other party took advantage of the opportunity to send her a lot of precautions during pregnancy.

Su Ji leaned on the dauphine chair, read the letter by the candlelight, and smiled admiringly with a smile on his lips.

This brother is a real dog!

If she hadn't already known that Big Sister Zhixin was King Huai's vest, she would still be kept in the dark by him until now!

Look at this font, it is completely different from the vigorous font on the usual memorial!

Look at this gentle and virtuous rhetoric, just why you can't be greedy during pregnancy, he has written more than two hundred words. Who would have thought that this is the cold and reticent King Huai who cherishes ink like gold? ?

With one or two strokes, Su Ji folded the letter into a thin strip of paper, removed the shade of the candle lamp, and burned the letter he had read as usual, so as not to leave anyone with anything to say.

She stepped out of the bed, and the carrier pigeon "cuckoo" flew up for a certain height, and she shouted towards the outer room, "Pearl, come in with a pen and ink."

Wu Zhu'er responded crisply, and in a short while, brought in the prepared Four Treasures of the Study.

Seeing the carrier pigeon, she smiled knowingly, "Concubine Tai, did my dear sister write to you again?"

Su Ji nodded, and let her spread the four treasures of the study on the table.

The homing pigeons also landed.

"Go, go," Wu Zhu'er drove away with a smile, "You little thing, go play elsewhere, don't make trouble!"

The carrier pigeon hopped to avoid her, very nimble.

Those who came out of Prince Huai's mansion are so good at carrier pigeons.

Wu Zhu'er, "Concubine, you once said that your confidant sister knows astronomy at a high level, geography at a low level, has a fair complexion better than snow, and has a very good figure... Such a top-notch beauty lives in Prince Huai's mansion, but no one else knows about it? Isn't this too strange? Could it be King Huai... Jinwu Zangjiao?"

Su Ji took a sip of tea, she was sitting behind Wu Zhu'er, thinking about something, "Who knows."

Wu Zhu'er glanced back from the corner of her eye, then smiled, "Why don't I help the concubine to find out, maybe I can find out the true identity of this confidant sister."

This sentence was also said by Wu Zhu'er in the previous life. At that time, Su Ji let her go, but after inquiring for half a year, she found nothing.

And in this life, there is no need for her to inquire again, Su Ji, "You care more about my dear sister than you do about me."

With her casual words, Wu Zhu'er's movement of tidying up the desk lightly paused.

But only for a moment.

Wu Zhu'er turned her head and said with a serious expression, "Twife, Zhu'er saw that you had a close relationship with that good sister through letters, and was worried that her ambiguous identity would be detrimental to the concubine, so she wanted to help the concubine to find out. All at once..."

"I know," Su Ji smiled beautifully, "I'm just kidding you."

Wu Zhu'er pursed her lips, turned her head angrily, "Zhu'er ignored the concubine!"

After quickly clearing the table and case, he really left with the plate.

She has followed Su Ji since she was a child, and the two are master and servant in name, but they have long been sisters.

So it's natural to speak casually, and it's the same on weekdays.

Su Ji smiled, closed the door, and sat down at the table.

Right now, she was focusing on the reply letter that was about to be written.

This time she has to think carefully about how to reply to her dear sister~

Roll out the rice paper and pick up the brush.

At the same time as she was writing, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her lips as if she wanted to do something...