Chapter 7: Sovereignty (2)

Mo Xiang couldn't bear it: "Mrs., why don't you tell your grown-ups that you are pregnant, look at the slaves who look down on you and you look down on you! Madam, you are still the niece of Nie's family, the true wife of adults. What kind of thing is Shen Rumei, dare to argue with you? "
Nie Wushuang wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and shook his head with a sneer: "You know what he looks like, new love is not as good as old love, and a good wife is worse than petting, even if I am pregnant with a child, at this time, it's just that he is splashing on A drop of water. Wait a minute. I want to tell him the best time! "
She touched her flat belly and thought wryly, maybe he was just bewildered ...
But he couldn't wait for the husband to change his mind, but he waited for Shen Rumei's Yaowu Yangwei to fall into the trap.
After more than ten days calmly, one day Nie Wushuang got up early in the morning and was grooming. Suddenly I heard a report from the outsider: "Mrs. Shen, please."
"Not seeing!" Mo Xiang muttered mutteringly.
"See, let her in." Nie Wushuang affixed the calyx to her forehead, and then she turned back and said lightly.
"Mrs. You ..." Mo Xiang puzzled.
Nie Wushuang looked at the woman in the mirror. Her skin was white and greasy like snow, her eyebrows were not painted in daisies, her lips were not painted in Zhu, and she was slightly better than countless women. She naturally knew how beautiful she was. Nie Wushuang, who did not appear at that time, was the first beauty in Qi Guojing!
Qin Qi's calligraphy and painting are all proficient, and the "Queen" dance on the Queen Mother's birthday party was amazing. Her beauty is even better in an indescribable momentum. If the ethereal spirit is blue, but with the indescribable nobility, others cannot imitate it.
Although Shen Rumei is beautiful, it is just the beauty of pearl powder. Compared to her, she is not even worthy of mentioning shoes. Feeling pained, even if the heart-broken husband empathizes, she does not allow her future children to suffer because she is not loved.
Nie Wushuang smiled coldly in her heart: "She can't stop you if you want to come, there will always be such a day."
During the conversation, Shen Rumei had been brought in by the girl-in-law, and when she saw Nie Wushuang dressed neatly, she couldn't help but sturdy. She knows Nie Wushuang's good name.
In the Qing building, I don't know how many women envy her with silver teeth whenever she talks about it. Not to mention that Nie Wushuang was born in Nie's family, the largest family in the capital. Her father, Nie Weicheng, was one of the three grand masters, Master Situ. But how many of her disciples did not want to choose Gu Qinghong who was still a poor scholar at the time.
I remember that when Gu Qinghong was on the gold list, when riding a horse on the street, the handsome and elegant face shocked the old and young people in Beijing. No one has ever seen such a young and handsome Jinke champion. Until then, all talents were admired by Nie Wushuang's choice.
This is really called Lang Cai Nuo, a match made in heaven.
"Meet my lady like a brow." Shen Rumei covered her jealousy, and she was kneeling pitifully.
Nie Wushuang didn't help either. When she got down on her knees, she smiled softly, "Shenzhen is free from courtesy, can she adapt in the house?"
"Very well, Xiangguo adults are very good at Rumei." Shen Rumei raised her head, passing a smirk of smile in her eyes.