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Chapter 561 Humiliation

Song Zhiqing rode on a horse and looked at the golden lacquer characters carved on the city gate of Shangjing, and his heart was surging.

When he went to Beijing, he was back.

"Huh."

He squeezed his legs and slowly entered the city, and the carriage behind him hurriedly followed.

Some people looked at the dozens of carriages and stopped in place to whisper. Which noble family is this? There are so many carriages and horses.

"Be careful, don't go over. I didn't see the clan emblem hanging on the carriage?" Someone pulled a man who wanted to move around and said, "That's the Song family's clan emblem. The family of the Song Prime Minister's family has collided with the nobles. Can you still be able to get it?"

The man was shocked.

The carriage passed by, and the people inside the car heard the discussion and twitched the corners of their mouths.

When the carriage entered the city, the curtain of the carriage gently opened a crack, and a fair and beautiful face passed by in a flash in the eyes that happened to sweep across people.

Bai Shuilian's eyes were shining brightly. Will the prosperous Shangjing be her new world?

Thinking of the woman in the prime minister's house, her lips pursed, and a hint of annoyance and irritation flashed through her eyes.

Under the leadership of the manager who came to greet him, Song Zhiqing came to the gate of the Song Prime Minister's Mansion. He glanced at the huge Prime Minister's Mansion Square, his thin lips pursed, his face was complicated and unspeakable, and there was a hint of obscurity.

"The Third Master, the Grandpa is waiting in the mansion." The manager smiled and led the man to Dongjiaomen.

Song Zhiqing nodded, glanced at the carriage behind him, hesitated a little, jumped off the horse, came to Bai Shuilian's carriage, and said, "Lian'er, we're home."

The curtain was lifted, Bai Shulian looked at him and said, "Sanlang should I go to see the grandma first?"

"But you..."

Bai Shuilian was angry and said, "Sanlang, I am a concubine, and I haven't even seen my mistress. How can I be qualified to go to see the Grandma with you? This is not up to par with etiquette, so you go first. When the Grandmaster summons me, I will hold Yier and the others to kowtow to the Grandmaster."

Song Zhiqing felt a little guilty when he heard this. He wanted to say something, but he saw that Zhou's mother next to Lu came.

Mother Zhou quickly walked up to her and saluted Song Zhiqing with a smile on her face: "The third master has a good journey, and I am polite. The grandma is already waiting for the master to pay tribute in Chunhui Hall."

Song Zhiqing looked behind her and didn't see Lu's face. He felt a little uncomfortable, and said, "I understand."

He glanced at Bai Shuilian, who nodded, and Zhou's mother also looked at him along her gaze. When she saw the other person's appearance clearly, her pupils shrank slightly, but she still smiled on her face.

Song Zhiqing looked at Zhou's mother and pretended to be calm and said, "This is Aunt Bai, please take her to see her wife."

Zhou's mother laughed and said yes.

Then Song Zhiqing said to Bai Shuilian: "You and the children come slowly."

Mother Zhou's smile was slightly stiff, and her hands placed on her abdomen were also tightened. The third master was completely encircled.

After he entered Dongjiao Gate, Zhou's mother gave Bai Shuilian a blessing: "Thank you for your hard work, please follow the old slave."

Bai Shuilian was stunned for a moment.

Jingshui and Shuanglu who were serving her frowning. Shuanglu was a splashing person and said, "How can this mother call my aunt the wife?"

This is the confidant mother in front of the lady, who deliberately humiliated her aunt!

"Frost dew, don't be rude." Bai Shuilian rebuked lightly and apologized to Zhou's mother in a soft voice: "Maid is not ruthless, please don't blame me."

Zhou's mother didn't care and said with a smile: "It's so good for this young lady to know that the Prime Minister's family is very rules. Even if you take the concubine, it was justified by the mistress's nodding and drinking the tea raised by the aunt, so the old slave did not dare to cross the distance."

Humiliation, that's it.
Chapter completed!
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