Liang Shao smiled bitterly, it was true that heaven was not as good as man.

He wanted to marry a girl from the Guo family. When he found that the third girl Yun Fang fell in love with him almost at first sight and did not need to spend more time, Liang Shao devoted all his energy to studying, not only to be more confident in the spring exam next year, but also to win the appreciation of the Grand Lady and the Duke of the Kingdom. However, he claimed to be confident, but Yun Fang's marriage was settled without warning.

The man's father is a minister. He is a commoner, and he is not as good as the child. Even if Yun Fang's heart is still on his side, the couple of three families will not allow it. The third girl's road is completely unworkable. Liang Shao leaned against the back of the chair and looked out the window. The road was blocked, so he had to settle for the second best, the fourth girl Jianing...

A charming and seductive face appeared in his mind. Liang Shao suddenly felt that it was not difficult to accept marrying Song Jianing. Guo Boyan was in his prime, and Song Jianing and his mother were very favored. As long as he made full use of Guo Boyan's power for more than ten years, when Guo Boyan resigned from his old age, he could already rely on himself to establish himself in the officialdom.

With a new goal, Liang Shao ordered his servant to secretly pay attention to the movements of the fourth girl. This was the only girl in the Guo family who had not been engaged. In order to ensure that everything was foolish, he could no longer be as close as Yun Fang as he treated Yun Fang, and he had to coax Song Jianing to be unable to live without him.

But Song Jianing hasn't stepped out of Linyun Hall for a month.

Her marriage with Lu Town was arranged by Guo Boyan. Almost all the people in the capital believed the marriage. The reason was that Lu Town was too stupid, the Guo family looked down on him. But Song Jianing knew the truth. The three families of the Guo family even knew about the favored maids and maids around the master. Song Jianing didn't want to go out, for fear of finding sympathy or ridicule from others, and for fear of hearing gossip.

She wanted to stay in her own courtyard and sew a few small clothes for her younger brother. When she was tired of needlework, she would look at the flowers and plants, and her ears were clean. At most, she went to Huanyueju to talk to her mother and coax her younger brother. Even the grandma and stepfather came to help her to relieve her, but Song Jianing didn't listen. She understood the truth, but she just couldn't take that step.

In fact, Song Jianing felt very wronged. If she knew what was wrong with her, she could change it, but she really didn't know. As for her dignified appearance or her identity as a legitimate child, she could do nothing.

"Sister, yellow persimmon!" Brother Mao came back from outside for a long time. He couldn't explain clearly. Brother Shang helped explain: "Fourth sister, the persimmons in the prince's house are yellow again and are very big."

Song Jianing was indifferent. A few days ago, Guo Xiao gave a basket of persimmons, but she didn't eat any of them. Now she is not interested in the persimmons in the Shouwang Mansion. It should be used for three meals a day, but it doesn't taste that good. The lady said she had lost weight. Song Jianing looked in the mirror himself and didn't see it. She could still easily pinch meat on her face.

"If you want to eat persimmons and ask your mother for it, don't worry about the prince's mansion." Song Jianing taught his younger brother seriously.

Brother Mao blinked and pulled Brother Shang away, going to ask his mother for persimmons.

Song Jianing sat on the warm couch and continued to embroider the outer robe for his younger brother. As soon as he sewed a cuff, he heard the maid outside call "Second Girl", Song Jianing hurriedly put down the needle and thread, put his shoes on the floor. He picked up the curtain and his second sister Lan Fang had already walked up to him. The fifteen-year-old girl was wearing a snow-green bun, as elegant as orchid.

"Second sister." Song Jianing said with a smile.

Lan Fang held her hand and asked intimately as she walked in, "What are you doing? Grandma misses you, and she talks about you all day long, you don't miss her. Grandma sent me to be a lobbyist."

Song Jianing felt a little guilty, but at Anguo Temple, he witnessed with his own eyes that Luzhen was the maids beside his grandmother's side in his grandmother's side at Luzhen. Song Jianing really didn't want to go there.

Of course, Lan Fang knew the knot of the fourth sister. After this topic was revealed, she picked up the boy's clothes that Song Jianing had sewn halfway through and looked at them. She sincerely praised: "My sister's needlework is getting better and better, and our brother Mao is really lucky."

Song Jianing looked at her younger brother's clothes and smiled softly. She was not very good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she was able to do so. Before she entered Beijing, the old lady next to the Song family was good at Suzhou embroidery. Song Jianing and a few young sisters on the street liked to play at the old lady next door. The old lady loved them and taught them needlework. Song Jianing learned the fastest. After entering Beijing in this life, her mother saw that she had some talent in Suzhou embroidery, so she specially asked a Suzhou embroidery girl in the embroidery room of the Duke's Mansion to teach her acupuncture method.

When talking about needlework, Lan Fang finally got to the point and pulled Song Jianing's hand and sighed: "Fourth sister, I'm going to get married next year. You may not feel anything. In my opinion, life really passes very quickly. In the past, I always disliked my second and third brothers, but now I am very reluctant to part with them. Sometimes when I think about getting married, I will secretly shed tears."

Song Jianing understood that before Tingfang's sister got married, she had experienced the feeling of separation between sisters.

Lan Fang looked at her and hesitated for a moment: "I heard from my grandmother that your third sister's wedding date is scheduled for August next year."

Song Jianing lowered his eyes.

Lan Fang sighed: "We are all sisters. What can't get overwhelmed by the sisters? Besides, the Lu family is all because of the confusion of Mr. Lu. Your third sister is right? The fourth sister listens to me and go with me to express joy in person. If the eldest sister is at home, she will definitely say the same thing. Only when our sisters are harmonious will our grandmother be happy. Are you right?"

Song Jianing nodded slightly. She just didn't want to go out and didn't mean to blame the third sister. She should really congratulate her for such a big deal of engagement.

When the sister heard this, Lan Fang was overjoyed and smiled and said, "Then let's go now."

Song Jianing simply packed up, and after his marriage was ruined, he stepped out of Linyun Hall for the first time.

On the way, I met several maids, who bowed their heads and bowed their heads in a manner. When they arrived at the third room, the two sisters went to pay their respects to the third wife first. The third wife was busy checking the accounts and learned that the nieces were coming to congratulate her. Her chest was blocked, but after all, they were elders. The third wife still smiled and asked her to go find her daughter.

After seeing Yun Fang again a month later, Song Jianing was surprised that Yun Fang had obviously lost weight!

Song Jianing was extremely surprised, and then he remembered that Shuang'er seemed to say that the grandma sent Madam Cen to the third room, as if she wanted to teach Yun Fang again the rules. Yun Fang usually dislikes Jing the most. Could it be that she was "tortured" by Madam Cen this month?

"What are you two here to do?" Yun Fang happened to have menstruation, and her abdominal pain was unbearable. She was lying in the quilt, with a pale face.

Song Jianing did not answer, Lan Fang sat down next to the bed with a smile and joked: "You have been married, I will congratulate you with the fourth sister."

Yun Fang became angry when she mentioned this marriage. She wanted to marry Lu Zhen. Before she could persuade her mother to agree, the cold-faced uncle made a strong decision for her and asked her to marry Huang Zhensheng. Huang Zhensheng saw her on the Mid-Autumn Festival night before last year. At that time, she and Huang Zhensheng's rogue brother fell in love with the same rabbit lamp. She fell in love with her first, but the Huang brothers rushed to the lamp shop before her and snatched the lamp. She wanted to spend two dollars to buy it back. Huang Zhensheng, a big man, refused to change it, which made her angry.

"There's nothing to be happy about." Yun Fang said with a tense face, sitting up as she said, leaning against the head of the bed.

Lan Fang was closer to her. She knew about the old incident and deliberately guessed that Mr. Huang fell in love with her at first sight.

Yun Fang didn't believe it, Song Jianing listened on the side, believed it, and then his heart became more and more sour. Why didn't there be a decent young man fall in love with her at first sight?

Song Jianing secretly looked at Yun Fang. Sister Yun Fang was so popular, there must be something special about her. Well, Sister Yun Fang is very beautiful, but she is also beautiful, which probably isn't the case. Song Jianing's gaze continued to move down along Yun Fang's neck, because Yun Fang was only wearing a middle robe. Song Jianing quickly noticed that Yun Fang's breasts... were very flat and could hardly be visible.

Song Jianing opened his mouth slightly, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind. The woman in Dazhou regarded thinness as beauty. Is it not only her face, arms, waist, but also her breasts? If that's true, she quietly glanced at her clothes. Song Jianing finally didn't feel wronged. She was so fat, it would be strange if Lu Zhen liked her.

When she returned to Linyun Hall, Song Jianing thought of another thing. When her aunt and cousin mocked her for being charming and inappropriate in her previous life, she looked at her face and her breasts. Is that true? If her breasts were a little flatter, her charm would have been reduced by half?

This idea made Song Jianing see hope. She looks very similar to her mother. Apart from the nuances on her face, the biggest difference between mother and daughter is her figure. Her mother is slender and slim, and her breasts are round and her ass can’t be retracted. Her chest...

Song Jianing immediately thought of Mulan's story of joining the army. The book said that Mulan wrapped her chest with white cloth to cover up the difference between a woman and a man, so she could do this too!

Song Jianing was very happy and immediately ordered Shuang'er to prepare gauze.

Shuang'er went in confusion and soon brought a piece of white gauze the size of a handkerchief. Song Jianing was so amused that he called Shuang'er to his side and explained in a low voice. After hearing this, Shuang'er couldn't help but glance at her girl's clothes that were hidden like two big peaches, questioning worriedly, "Can you feel uncomfortable?"

"No matter what, try it first." Song Jianing was excited, so he didn't want so much.

Shuang'er had no choice but to turn over a piece of white veil and cut it out with scissors, which could wrap the girl around four or five circles. The master and servant worked in the boudoir for a while, constantly adjusting the length of the white veil and the force of the binding. Finally, with Song Jianing's soft groan, he finally wrapped the pair of charming "peaches" into two flat steamed buns.

"Girl, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Shuang'er asked worriedly.

Song Jianing shook her head against her will and tried to walk around. She had only walked more than ten steps. She couldn't stand it anymore and was about to suffocate. She quickly asked Shuang'er to relax her. Shuang'er was responsible for slacking her. She felt it silently, and she felt it didn't affect her breathing. She stopped when she changed her clothes and looked in the mirror, looking in front and sideways. It turned out to be much flat.

Song Jianing smiled with satisfaction and happily went to show off in front of his mother.

Lin hasn't seen her daughter smile so simple and cutely for more than a month. Although she thinks that her daughter is good, in order not to hurt her daughter's good mood, she nodded affirmatively: "Well, An An's clothes are more beautiful, but she doesn't have to tie her at home. She will tie her up when she goes out as a guest to save her discomfort."

Song Jianing's chest was indeed a little stuffy and agreed obediently.

While his daughter was happy, Lin tentatively said, "Go and show your grandmother? Let your grandmother praise you too."

Song Jianing's expression changed slightly, but he only remembered the love his wife had for her. Song Jianing was embarrassed for a while and nodded.

Lin was overjoyed and personally accompanied his daughter to Changxinyuan.

The maids around the lady knew the fourth girl's status in the mansion. Even if she had any thoughts, she would not dare to show it. She was still respectful to Song Jianing, which was no different from before. As for the lady, she felt sorry for Song Jianing's stupid idea just like Lin, but she did not dare to reveal any traces. She just hugged Song Jianing and praised her intelligence.

Just five or six days later, Song Jianing's breast wrap came in handy. The Princess of Chu, who had just held a full moon banquet for his eldest son, gave Song Jianing an invitation alone. After reading the post, Song Jianing remembered that in March, she went to the King of Chu's Mansion and once said that Feng Zheng, who loved sour cherries, would definitely give birth to a young prince. King Daozhen of Chu gave birth to a prince, so he invited her to a table alone...

So, is the couple asking her to fulfill her wish?
Chapter completed!