"I see."

Yan Wan just said this and asked Aunt Qing to leave.

Although Aunt Qing was full of doubts, she didn't dare to stay any longer and could only go back with a bitter face.

When I arrived at Qingqingyuan, my face still didn't look very good.

"What are you going to find the young lady?"

The sudden sound scared Aunt Qing. But soon, Aunt Qing reacted, glared at Zhongyong Hou with a angrily voice, twisted his body and said, "What do you think I'm going to do with the young lady? Aunt Yue's work is not something I did, but I'm just an aunt and can't do anything. I can only ask the young lady to see if I can check it for me."

There was no sign of joy or anger on Zhongyong Hou's face, but he kept staring at Aunt Qing and asked again: "What did she say?"

"What else can I say? The young lady is not willing to care about it at all. She said that both me and Aunt Yue are from your backyard, Marquis, and her daughter-in-law is not involved in the backyard of her father-in-law, so she is too lazy to care about it."

When Aunt Qing said this, she even brought a little resentment in her eyes.

When Zhongyong Hou saw it, he didn't say anything. Instead, he was very happy. He patted her and asked her to sit beside him: "If you have any problems in the future, just look for me, why are you angry and looking for someone else?"

Aunt Qing rolled her eyes and said whatever she had, "I'm looking for you? Now your sweetheart is Aunt Yue. Whatever she says is enough for me to drink. How dare I find you?"

The tone was a natural anger, and the look of the eyes glanced at Zhongyong Hou, but it seemed like a hook was hidden in the corners of his eyebrows.

It is natural trust and familiar style of anger.

Zhongyong Hou breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Aunt Qing much better: "You have thought too much, and after Yue'er woke up, she never mentioned you a little."

"How is it possible? How could she not throw dirty water on me at this time?" Aunt Qing didn't believe it. "Even if she didn't, the people around her, Leng He, were evidence of other things, and they would definitely point to me."

Although this is the first time Aunt Qing is a concubine, she has experienced many tricks like this in brothel.

Those who have finally turned over will definitely seize the time and beat the person to death directly. How could they leave her a chance?

Zhongyong Hou was a little unhappy: "Yue'er is naturally gentle and kind, and never treats others with malicious intentions. You should also put away your temper and don't always think that Yue'er is a bad person."

In the past, I thought that Aunt Qing was frank and said whatever he said was his favorite, but now I thought that Yue'er had never said anything, but Aunt Qing bit Yue'er and kept guessing other people's thoughts with malicious intentions, which made him feel a little disliked.

He still prefers innocent women.

Aunt Qing was not stupid. Seeing that Zhongyong Hou was unhappy, she immediately acted coquettishly: "Aren't they afraid of worrying? Just like her miscarriage before, everyone suspected that I did it. I was worried that this time, others would also suspect that I did it."

"I don't care what others think, but I'm afraid that you will believe me, and I will ignore me from now on. How can I live?"

"My life is threatened. Do I still have rationality? I am also panicked and confused, because I care too much about you, Marquis!"

Aunt Qing stomped her feet and felt shy: "I don't care. If the Marquis ignores me because of others' words, then I will definitely not do it! Although I was born in a brothel, had a humble status, and had been despised since I was a child, I also had the backbone I should have. I did it, I did it. If I didn't do it, I wouldn't admit it if I beat it to death."

Zhongyong Hou felt very comfortable in his heart, thinking that Aunt Qing was right and greatly satisfied his sense of vanity.

But in this way... who did it?

"If the Marquis still doesn't believe me, my life is so precious, even if I was sold into brothels since I was a child, I would not give up the opportunity to live. Of course, I would not give up my life because of such a small thing or others slander. I can't do it and I'm dead and clear my ambitions. But if the Marquis really doesn't believe me, then...

Aunt Qing was desperately thinking about the most punishment. In the end, she looked at Zhongyong Hou with tears in her eyes, her eyes stubborn and fragile. "If Aunt Yue's business is really done by me, then I will punish me. In the next life, in the next life, forever, will be all brothel singing girls who can be trampled and insulted by others at will!"

After saying that, a tear fell. Aunt Qing turned her head stubbornly, not wanting to let people see her fragility.

This made Zhongyong Hou feel very distressed. He sighed a few times and hurriedly took Aunt Qing into his arms: "Look, I didn't say anything about you, what are you doing?"

Of course, Zhongyong Hou knew how heavy this oath was?

When Aunt Qing followed her, she clearly stated that if she hadn't been a brothel girl, it would not be easy to spend the rest of her life safely and peacefully, and she would not have looked for someone like him who could be her father.

What she wants most in this life is an innocent body.

For Aunt Qing, it is really too heavy to be a poisonous oath like a few girls.

Aunt Qing smiled bitterly: "I won't say those gentle words, and I won't make the Marquis pity and soft-hearted, so I can only make a swear to prove my innocence."

This is what Zhongyong Hou Xin said.

Aunt Qing is indeed a person who cherishes life, and he is still very clear about this. If Aunt Qing also shows his ambitions by dying at this time, it will make him suspicious.

Now at this level, it will be better.

"You girl," Zhongyong Hou sighed twice, patted the back of Aunt Qing's hand, and suddenly said, "I don't plan to investigate this matter anymore, just like that. How can you and Yue'er live in peace in the future?"

"No!" Aunt Qing refused without thinking, twisted her body and refused ten thousand times, "If you don't find out the truth, then everyone will always doubt me!"

Zhongyong Hou had a headache: "If you check it, either you can't find anything, or the results you found make me sad. So I don't want to check it anymore, Qing'er, do you know something, okay?"

Judging from his tone, Zhongyong Hou's patience seemed to be gone.

Aunt Qing took a deep breath and suppressed her anger, but her eyes were red: "I don't want to make things difficult for the Marquis."

Just this sentence, coupled with this small expression, made Zhongyong Hou feel extremely guilty and distressed, and promised so many benefits. He said a lot of sweet words before leaving.

Aunt Qing looked at his departure back and sneered: "I'm afraid I'm going to Anxing Aunt Yue in a hurry. I'll tell Aunt Yue not to pursue it anymore, right? He is such a mess! He is so mixed with his hands!"

The maid behind her twitched her lips, but she didn't say anything after all.
Chapter completed!