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Chapter 139: Hu Qing'e's Capacity

It has been five or six days since Cheng Wan'er arrived at Dulonggang. Although it didn't cause much trouble, Zhu Biao saw something different in the eyes of everyone around him.

On the top of the moon, in the Jianyan Pavilion, Xu Guanzhong stretched out his long body, smiled at Zhu Biao opposite who was reading at night, "Young Master, go back, that Miss Cheng is beautiful in the country, she is not a scourge." , why are you just hiding like this?"

Zhu Biao heard this, put down the book in his hand, and said calmly: "Brother Guanzhong is hiding in the Jianyan Pavilion during the day, and only dares to go home at night. Why are you hiding from my red clothes like this?"

"Yes, I won't say much, and my master, don't make fun of Guanzhong anymore." Xu Guanzhong quickly stood up, apologized and said with his hands in his hands, but his face was full of teasing.

Zhu Biao picked up the scroll again, his eyes narrowed, and he said quietly towards Xu Guanzhong who came to the door: "Hongyi has grown up with Sanniang and I since we were young. She is a rare good girl. No matter whether Guanzhong has intentions for her or not, If you don’t intend to, please make it clear to her as soon as possible.”

Hearing this, Xu Guanzhong's expression darkened, he nodded, half-closing the door with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Young master, you should think more about it. Although Mrs. Cheng is no better than your childhood sweethearts, she still grew up together. This woman is not just the daughter of Cheng Wanli, the prefect of Dongping Prefecture. For a woman like her to lower her body and come to our village, the young master should give an explanation."

After saying these words, Xu Guanzhong closed the door and left slowly; in the admonishment pavilion, Zhu Biao once again put down the book in his hand and sighed bitterly: "My lady!"

Just as Shi Jin said a few days ago, Cheng Wan'er is a rare and good girl no matter in terms of family background, appearance, or character, but the generosity of his wife is the key to Zhu Biao's real heartache.

After Cheng Wan'er came to the post, she did not live in the small courtyard prepared for her. Instead, Hu Qing'e took her into the courtyard where she and Zhu Biao lived, constantly creating opportunities for her to be alone with her own officials.

Facing Cheng Wan'er's implicit yet passionate expression of love, Zhu Biao really had no choice but to hide in the admonishment pavilion every night.

While Zhu Biao was bowing his head in deep thought, the door of Jianyan Pavilion was pushed open with a creaking sound. Cheng Wan'er was dressed in a light green gauze skirt, carrying a lantern in one hand and a food box in the other. Pingping Tingting walked in.

Cheng Wan'er hung the lantern on the door, walked to the desk where Zhu Biao was, took out a few exquisitely made snacks from the food box, opened her mouth lightly, and said softly: "Brother, it's late at night, Wan'er I was worried that you were hungry, so I specially made some of your favorite snacks for you to try."

Looking at the exquisitely crafted pastries in front of him, Zhu Biao suddenly felt enlightened. He then looked at the red mark on Cheng Waner's fair hands. He never thought that in the past, he was raised in a boudoir, with no fingers touching the spring water, and that he had poetry, calligraphy and painting in his heart. Women, now try their best to make such sacrifices for themselves.

Seeing Zhu Biao staring at her hand, Cheng Wan'er looked panicked and hurriedly retracted her hand into her sleeve to hide it. Zhu Biao picked up a piece of pastry, sighed softly in his heart, made a decision, and whispered to the woman beside him. road.

"Wan'er, you know that your sister Qing'e and I have grown up together since childhood, and we have a deep relationship. In my heart, being able to marry her in this life is a blessing that I wish Biao for eight lifetimes."

When Cheng Wan'er heard this, her expression changed, and a deep sadness crept onto her brows. A pair of plain hands hidden in her sleeves clenched together quietly, and then slowly let go. She suppressed the grief in her heart and said, "Wan'er understands. , Wan'er will return to Dongping Mansion tomorrow, and she will not dare to violate the rules again."

After hearing this, Zhu Biao's expression froze. Knowing that Cheng Wan'er had misunderstood what he said, he took Cheng Wan'er's hand hidden in his sleeve and said softly: "What I just said was just to let you know, Wan'er, that Zhu Biao is not the first one."

A person who is abandoned in the end. Although I have treated you as a sister since I was a child, I understand your affection for me. As a picturesque woman like you loves me wholeheartedly, I cannot live up to your affection.

, if you are willing, I will write a book for Uncle Cheng tomorrow and discuss with him to marry you."

Cheng Wan'er heard Zhu Biao's words, two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her heart seemed to melt. After a moment, her hibiscus jade face was covered with blush, she lowered her head and cried shyly: "Wan'er is willing

.”

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of Keren'er's eyes in front of him, and pulled her into his arms. Cheng Wan'er buried her head deeply in the arms of her beloved man, listening to the strong beating of her heart, her jade face turned red, Zhu Biao Qing

He patted her back gently, looked through the half-open door, and murmured to himself:

"Silly girl!"

...

At this time, in Zhang Zhenniang's room in the small courtyard of Teacher Zhang's family, a candle flickered on and off, and the silhouettes of three women could be seen on the window.

After marrying Guo Sheng, Jin'er was pampered by her husband and became more and more charming. The girl's temperament also changed unknowingly. At this time, her lips and teeth were slightly opened and she turned towards Hu Qing'e who was aside.

said.

"Sister Qing'e, although Miss Wan'er is good, are you really willing to give up your son to her?"

The dim candlelight reflected on Hu Qing'e's face, seeming to add a different color to it. Hu Qing'e smiled slightly and said: "Xiao Jin'er, I did not give up the official to sister Wan'er. The official is still my official.

Man, I am still his married wife."

"That's not what Jin'er means. I mean, is my sister really willing to share the son with Miss Wan'er?" Jin'er heard this and explained.

A trace of sadness flashed in Hu Qing'e's eyes. Zhang Zhenniang, who was standing aside, saw her gaze, took Hu Qing'e's bare hand, patted it gently, and said softly: "My Sanlang can marry you, it is really a blessing that I have cultivated in eight lifetimes.

point."

After saying this, she turned to Jin'er and said: "No woman in the world is willing to share her husband with another woman. Sanniang just made the best choice for Sanlang and Dulonggang.

"

"Then the young master can't just marry sister Qing'e?" Jin'er asked weakly, frowning slightly.

Zhang Zhenniang's expression moved slightly, and she said meaningfully: "If we don't consider the future future of your brother Guo Sheng and other heroes on this hill, Sanlang can naturally only stay with Sanniang until he grows old, but he has too many things on his shoulders.

The matter is something he cannot choose. Sister Wan'er has known Sanlang and Sanniang since they were young, and they are gentle and gentle. It is already an excellent choice for them, but it is a pain for Sanniang."

Hearing this, Hu Qing'e smiled slightly and said: "Sister, Qing'e is not bitter. I like sister Wan'er. She has a gentle personality. Apart from Sanlang, I only have poetry, calligraphy and painting in my heart. There will be no disputes with her. It's very early.

I knew before that it was impossible for a man as ambitious as Saburo to have only one woman by his side.

When I became my teacher many years ago, my husband gave me a copy of "Women's Guide" as a gift. When I was young, I didn't know what it meant. But now I understand that my husband had known that such a day would come. Although Qing'e was not as good as the one who assisted Taizong
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