Chapter 74: This is a provocation to the legitimate wife!

Su Wanqiu never expected that after Pei Aosong stayed out all night, he would actually bring back a real prostitute from the Zuihua Pavilion!

No matter how much she looked down on Lin Jiaojiao from the bottom of her heart, she was at least from a good family. Even though the Old Madam scolded Lin Jiaojiao as a prostitute every day, she had never scolded her with such ugly words.

And Lin Jiaojiao was obedient before, only changing her temperament after giving birth, which she guessed had something to do with giving birth to a monster and suffering a great shock.

Su Wanqiu had secretly harmed Lin Jiaojiao before, but the concubine took it all, enduring it, which made her husband love her even more.

Su Wanqiu could only give up framing her; anyway, Lin Jiaojiao couldn't make any waves at that time.

Later, Lin Jiaojiao changed her temperament, not only provoking the Dali Temple but also being burned to death in a fire. She should have been happy, but her husband Pei Aosong had lost his soul.

This afternoon, her father sent someone to bring a letter, saying that Lin Jiaojiao was not dead, and had even entered the court to file a grievance!

And the case also involved the safety of the entire Su family!

After Su Wanqiu received the letter, she couldn't care about family matters like Pei Aosong staying out all night!

She paced in the room, pondering, and finally decided not to hand the letter to the Old Madam, but burned the letter with a fire.

"Madam, this..." Zhao An was on the side, watching the letter burn to ashes, his face full of confusion: "Not passing this letter to the Old Madam...?"

"This matter doesn't need to be publicized. Mother has been unwell since Yang Ge'er's full-month banquet. If she saw this letter, wouldn't she be restless day and night and worsen her illness?" Su Wanqiu looked at the flames in a daze.

"Madam, you are truly filial," Zhao An exclaimed, "If the Old Madam knew, she would definitely praise you highly!"

"Praise or not is not important, what's important is to live this life well." Su Wanqiu said, took the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, wrote a reply, sealed it with red wax, and called Zhao An to take the letter, instructing: "Be sure to personally hand the letter to Father."

"Yes, this humble one will go and do it!" Zhao An bowed and received the order.

Just after he walked out of the Pei mansion, Pei Aosong followed him, hugging a prostitute and returning to the Pei mansion.

Su Wanqiu came at the sound, and saw Pei Aosong, who was full of alcohol, hugging a prostitute from the Zuihua Pavilion, and still babbling, "Liu Jiaojiao, good name, good name."

Su Wanqiu looked closely, only to see the prostitute wearing a charming pink dress, with half of her shoulders exposed, and there were bright kiss marks on her snow-white skin!

The prostitute's name was Liu Jiaojiao. It was one thing for the name to be similar to Lin Jiaojiao's, but she actually had a fair oval face, and even those peach-blossom apricot eyes were a few points similar to Lin Jiaojiao's!

Liu Jiaojiao's face was like a flower. She supported Pei Aosong, who was staggering because of drunkenness. When she saw the legitimate wife Su Wanqiu, she revealed a trace of provocative smile, but her mouth said polite words.

"Madam, you came just in time. Young Master Pei was drunk and didn't want to return home. I felt that this was ultimately inappropriate, so I personally sent him back to the mansion."

What a "not appropriate"!

Liu Jiaojiao's words, seemingly explaining the reason, were actually a naked provocation to Su Wanqiu, the legitimate wife!

Su Wanqiu twitched the corners of her mouth unnaturally and did not answer directly, but called for A Yan, "A Yan, hurry and help your husband down to sober up and rest."

"Yes! Madam." A Yan came over to support Pei Aosong upon hearing this.

But Pei Aosong wouldn't let go of Liu Jiaojiao, "Jiaojiao, my good Jiaojiao, I will definitely use an eight-man palanquin to marry you into the Pei mansion in glory, and raise you to be a noble concubine..."

"Husband," Su Wanqiu stepped forward and took Pei Aosong's hand off Liu Jiaojiao's waist with a pleasant expression, "You are drunk, hurry down to sober up and rest well, otherwise if Mother finds out, she will be worried again."

Who knew that Pei Aosong let go, but pushed Su Wanqiu aside with a wave of his hand!

His face was flushed, but there was a trace of annoyance in his confused eyes, "Mother worried my ass! She is just angry! Angry that I treated Jiaojiao well! Even if she doesn't like this Jiaojiao, I will marry her into the mansion!"

After Su Wanqiu was pushed away, she straightened her body again, held her head high, and said sternly, "Husband, you are severely drunk. If such nonsense is heard by my father, be careful of the bad influence."

As soon as she mentioned her father, Pei Aosong sobered up half-way, and didn't dare to speak nonsense, just letting A Yan support him away.

Seeing Liu Jiaojiao's gaze still following Pei Aosong, Su Wanqiu took out a silver ingot and said kindly, "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Liu. I will take good care of my husband, please return."

Liu Jiaojiao withdrew her gaze, looked at Su Wanqiu from head to toe again, then laughed softly, gathered the gauze on her shoulders, and said softly, "Madam is worthy of being the legitimate daughter of Prime Minister Su, you have the style of a lady of a great family. This humble one thanks you for the reward."

Just as she stepped forward to take the reward, Su Wanqiu let go of her hand, and the silver fell to the ground with a "clatter."

Liu Jiaojiao knew clearly that Su Wanqiu was humiliating her, but she was ultimately from a prostitute background, and there was no unyielding spirit in her eyes.

She lowered her head, bent down, picked up the silver, and smiled charmingly, "This money, even if it falls to the ground, is still money that can fill the stomach."

"This humble one will return first." Liu Jiaojiao tucked the silver into her bosom and twisted her waist, preparing to leave the Pei mansion.

But when she reached the door, she suddenly looked back and said to Su Wanqiu with a smile, "Madam, you can keep an eye on your husband. Don't let him go and provoke the Heir of the Dingguo Duke Mansion for me next time."

Su Wanqiu was a clear-headed person and heard the threat in Liu Jiaojiao's words: this prostitute was sounding an alarm for her!

Originally, she wanted to find someone to find an opportunity to kill Liu Jiaojiao in some unknown corner, but since the other party said so, it was indicating that although Liu Jiaojiao was a prostitute, she couldn't be easily moved!

And this was clearly saying that Pei Aosong had already provoked the Heir of the Dingguo Duke Mansion!

If the Heir of the Dingguo Duke Mansion came to the door, she would have to clean up his mess!

After Liu Jiaojiao left, Su Wanqiu returned to her Jinxiu Garden. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She picked up a teacup and wanted to drink it to suppress her anger, but in a fit of rage, she threw the teacup to the ground!

It wasn't until the child's crying sounded that she regained her senses and shifted her attention to Yang Ge'er.

Su Wanqiu called the wet nurse and asked, "Wet nurse, why is the child crying so heartbreakingly?"

"This, the child has had diarrhea since this afternoon," the wet nurse held the crying Yang Ge'er, pacing back and forth, squatting to coax him, but it was to no avail.

"Has the mansion physician seen him?" Su Wanqiu looked at the child, but Yang Ge'er was crying with a red face. With a few "pfft, pfft" sounds, a sour smell permeated the entire room, making Su Wanqiu cover her nose and retch.

"The mansion physician has seen him, the medicine has just been boiled, but it hasn't been taken yet."

"Then why don't you hurry and take the child to take the medicine!" Su Wanqiu said angrily, walking to the bed to get some air, "If it really doesn't work, go to the Imperial Physician's office and find an Imperial Physician."

"Yes, Madam." The wet nurse responded and carried the crying Yang Ge'er away.

After the wet nurse left, Su Wanqiu looked at the night sky with the crescent moon and sparse stars, feeling sentimental.

But at this time, Nanny Qingyin came to pass a message, "Madam, the Old Madam asks you to go over and have dinner together."