Chapter 563: Chapter 563 Tsk, what a waste of a handsome face
Madam Lu leisurely enjoyed her tea, catching a glimpse of Nanny Zhou entering. She didnāt lift her head, merely tracing the patterns on her teacup with her fingertips, speaking in a flat tone.
"Has the person arrived?"
"According to Madamās instructions, the person has been escorted over," replied Nanny Zhou.
Madam Lu raised an eyebrow, "How is she?"
Nanny Zhou hesitated for a moment before speaking truthfully.
It wasnāt that she didnāt want to flatter Madam Lu, yet that Madame Bai was no ordinary role; if she concealed the truth, it might mislead her own lady into underestimating the opponent or falling into a trap.
It was better to honestly state the personās nature and means.
Listening to Nanny Zhouās account, Madam Luās breath caught, her grip on the teacup tightened.
"Madam, that woman is no simple character. I led her through the side door to the guest courtyard, and her expression didnāt change a bit," Nanny Zhou remarked, bowing slightly. "This woman can endure a lot."
Madam Lu sneered, "To win over the master, how could she be simple?"
Nanny Zhou said worriedly, "Madam must keep this in mind."
Madam Luās voice wavered, "Nanny, I suddenly feel a bit tired."
Nanny Zhou sighed.
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Chunhui Hall.
Song Ci rested her chin in her hand, watching a filial display, musing that these ancient people acted no worse than professionally trained performers. The acting was simply impeccable.
She scrutinized Song Zhiqing, trying to find traces of Song Baiās resemblance in him, yet after much looking, she truly couldnāt see any resemblance to Song Bai.
Could it be the difference between a thin person and a plump one?
She tried to recall the young Bai Bun in detail, but alas, she couldnāt remember.
Song Zhiqing had a lean figure, a handsome face, and a pair of slender phoenix eyes, with a tuft of beard on his chin...
Upon seeing this, Song Ci rubbed her forehead, finding one discomforting thing about this place: men loved to grow beards to show maturity and steadiness. Song Zhiqing wasnāt even thirty yet and already grew a beard, unnecessarily ruining his looks.
Tsk, what a waste of a good face.
Song Zhiqing cried on the ground for a while, seeing no reaction from the elderly lady in the seat, his brow furrowed, he looked up and met eyes with Song Ci.
This gaze had something off, some inexplicable strangeness.
"Mother?"
Song Ci came to her senses, not showing a favorable expression, only speaking wearily, "Youāve had a long journey, through dust and wind, return to your quarters and freshen up first. Your wife and children have been eagerly awaiting your return, surely theyāre also waiting now."
"Yes."
"As for your father, I hear heās been staying at the estate for a while. Once youāve settled, go pay your respects to him."
"Yes, Mother." Song Zhiqing stood up, hesitated for a while, and cautiously said, "Mother, Iāve taken a concubine named Bai Shuilian, a native of Xiangzhou. Madame Bai is gentle and kind and bore me a pair of twins. She has contributed to the prosperity of our Song Family, and I wish to bring them here to pay respects to you."
Song Ciās eyes turned cold.
You scoundrel!
He hasnāt even seen his wife yet, and heās already in a rush to legitimize the mistress?
A trace of irritation crossed Song Ciās heart, she said, "The matter of taking a concubine should be discussed with your wife. How have you forgotten your manners after being away for these years? Wait until she has met with approval before you bring them over."
She wanted to see what kind of extraordinary woman Bai Shuilian was that made this man so eager to recognize her.