Chapter 1322 Concubine
The maid was about to leave when she saw two newcomers outside the door arriving late.
What made them stunned was that the eldest young master of the Jiang family walked over with difficulty step by step, half hugging and half supporting Ashan. With that awkward walking posture, they wondered how the eldest young master of the Jiang family suppressed Ashan last night. He was rubbed hard under his body.
The satisfied and proud expression on the face of the eldest young master of the Jiang family made the eldest wife of the Jiang family blush. She remembered that this morning, her mother-in-law came to report that her son had been having trouble all night and was going to die all night. Six times of water, only one difference, will reach the state of seven times a night.
Seeing that my daughter-in-law was so beaten that she couldn't even walk, her legs were trembling, her face was pale, there were dark circles around her eyes, and her whole body was weak and weak. When walking, half of her body was leaning on her son. You could tell by looking at this, Last night, she was fucked so hard by her son.
The eldest wife of the Jiang family glared at her son fiercely. This bastard said, "This is the first time that my daughter-in-law dares to do something so desperate. She doesn't even know how to cherish the beauty. What if it breaks?"
She glared at her son and smiled kindly on her face, "Ashan, here we come, come and serve tea."
They didn't mention their late arrival at all, and there was no anger left in their hearts.
Everyone looked away, as if they didn't notice anything.
Ah Shan knew that she had lost face today, but even if she lost face, she still had to come today. If she did not come to the tea ceremony to recognize her relatives, people would inevitably think that she was arrogant and looked down on the Jiang family in the future.
Gritting her teeth, she staggered to her mother-in-law step by step, knelt on the futon that had been laid out, took the tea from the maid, and said, "Dad, please drink tea."
"Hey, good, good, good." The eldest man of the Jiang family grinned happily and said three good things in a row.
After drinking tea with my daughter-in-law, I also gave her a thick red envelope as a meeting gift.
The eldest young master of the Jiang family's eyes lit up and he fixed his gaze on the red envelope. "Ashan, you still have to serve tea to mother. I'll give you this red envelope for my husband first."
Ashan glanced at him, but without losing his face, she stuffed the red envelope into his hand. The happy young master of the Jiang family held the red envelope and was overjoyed.
After serving tea, the eldest young master of the Jiang family held a bunch of red envelopes in his hands, and then went to the Jiang family ancestral hall. Ashan's name was included in the Jiang family tree.
After it was over, the eldest wife of the Jiang family felt sorry for her daughter-in-law and said, "You must be tired after working for so long. Go back to your room and have a rest."
The eldest young master of the Jiang family held a red envelope in one hand and held his new wife in the other. Without any pretense, he happily led his wife back to the new house.
Unfortunately, as soon as she arrived at the new house, the red envelope in her hand was taken away by Ashan with a cold face, and she ordered her dowry mother to take out all the banknotes in the red envelope, put it in the account book, and locked it in the box.
The eldest young master of the Jiang family watched helplessly as a large pile of banknotes flew away, which was heartbreaking to say the least.
Before the resentment in his heart could be vented, a maid reported outside the door, "Young Mistress, there are many women outside the courtyard. They say they are the eldest master's concubines and they want to serve tea to Young Mistress."
When the main wife enters the house, the concubine comes to serve tea. This is the rule.
Ashan endured the burning pain caused by friction when walking, gritted her teeth, sat down on the chair, and ordered the maid to bring in all the young masters of the Jiang family.
Within a moment, twenty-six women entered the room. They were all young, around twenty-eight years old. All of them were pretty, pretty and charming. The flowers are blooming, the willows are green and the flowers are red, each has its own merits.
After the concubines entered the door, they knelt down and shouted, "I say hello to my sister."
"Well, wait, come one by one, don't worry." Ashan glanced around, then opened his lips and said.
The concubines were stunned, eh, shouldn't they be allowed to get up first, and then come forward to serve tea?
Kneel down and wait?
However, Ashan seemed not to understand their expressions, and calmly ordered the maid to make tea, and then said, "Let the tea cool before bringing it in."
Boil water, make tea, and let it cool for half an hour?
The eyes of the concubines changed, and they all looked at the eldest young master of the Jiang family with grievance.
Seeing the pitiful looks of the beauties, the eldest young master of the Jiang family felt pity in his heart, and wanted to plead with the beauties. However, a cold look from Ashan came over, which frightened the eldest young master of the Jiang family so much that he did not dare to speak. .
The eldest young master of the Jiang family sat upright with a cautious expression on his face, as if he were a primary school student facing his tutor.
Last night, he pestered Ashan all night long. Ashan was already angry with him. If he didn't have the sense to plead with his concubines at this time, he would undoubtedly add fuel to the fire. If he provoked What should I do if Ashan gets mad and beats him up in front of the concubines?
When the eldest young master of the Jiang family thought of that scene, he immediately made a decisive decision, pretending that he had not seen anything, and ignored the looks of help coming from his concubines.
The wife did not ask her to stand up, so the concubines could only kneel down. They could not complain at all and could only endure it.
Ashan looked at the large group of kneeling beauties and seemed to be quite interested. She asked them one by one their names, ages, hobbies, and the situation of their natal families.
After asking, Ashan discovered that most of these beauties were from Xicheng, and their father and brother relied on the Jiang family for their lives, and they were all workers under the Jiang family's name.
Because of their extremely low status, they were afraid of Ashan from the bottom of their hearts, who came from the famous Anjun Prince's Palace.
The questions were almost finished, and the tea came. At this time, almost an hour had passed. The concubines had knelt for so long that their legs were numb. They also felt more and more that Ashan was not easy to mess with. On the second day of the wedding, , giving them a kick in the ass.
More than half of the concubines have secretly made up their minds not to confront their mistress in the future, while the other half of the beauties are still planning in their hearts. They want to make a fuss about the eldest young master of the Jiang family, as long as they win over the eldest young master. The young master's heart will have status in the back house. After all, no matter how powerful the eldest wife's rights are, they are all given by her husband. If she is rejected by her husband and her eldest wife loses her rights, she will still have to obey the eldest young master's words.
Ashan smiled and glanced around one by one, remembering some people whose faces clearly had calculations on their faces.
After serving tea, it was almost noon, so Ashan simply left a few concubines to wait on her for meals, and the few concubines she left behind were some of them that she remembered in her heart.
During the meal, a concubine served her soup diligently. However, while serving the soup, her hand crooked and soiled the red satin robe with gold thread and embroidered pomegranate flowers that Ashan had specially put on. The concubine turned pale with fright and hurriedly knelt down to beg for mercy.
Ashan sneered and said calmly, "It's not intentional, get up."
(End of chapter)