MTL - To Be A Virtuous Wife-Chapter 41

At the end of one, Qujou took back his hand and gracefully got up and bowed to the three, and he returned to his seat.

Qu Weizhen saw that her fingertips were a little red, and her eyebrows moved slightly. She turned to look at the pastry in front of her, and reached for a piece of it and ate it.

He Wei looked at the plate of salty cakes and became less and less, and said: "Be careful with dry mouth." Eat this kind of cake at night, not afraid to become fat?

I took a sip of tea and sneaked away from eating pastries. Instead, I sighed with some emotions pointing at the fireworks on the window. "The fireworks of last year must have been so beautiful today, but it’s a pity in the government. The light from the fireworks display does not see how beautiful the fireworks are."

Upon hearing this, Qujou’s heart jumped. Last year’s Shangyuan Festival, she and her younger brother went out to enjoy the lanterns. The older sister and the second sister were left in the house. She felt that although she was awkward, she did not have a big sister. Can really play with it. Now that she heard the big sister mention the matter, she was somewhat uneasy in her heart.

"In the future, you will be bored with the fireworks every year," He said, looking out the window. The fireworks printed his eyes and made him look a little dazzling. "In the past, you don't have to worry about it." Continue to have a bite of tea.

On the side of He Yuan, since he was scorned by the song, he did not speak very much. Obviously, there was still some fire in his heart. It’s just that for He Wei, He Yuan’s igniting is nothing, and the things above tomorrow’s ceremonies are only going to make him more angry.

"Well," Qu 裾 裾 no longer looked out the window, the wind blew her veil, revealing the white neck, and then covered by the veil, she rubbed the cup along the quiet Qu Xuan Su, " The music of Sanmei is getting better and better."

"The big sister praised," Qujou said with a smile, and she didn't really see herself when she knew the other person's words. She had to keep her respectful manner. "It's just a lot of playing on a weekday."

Qu 裾 裾 nodded, "You have always been a lot stronger than my sister."

"Big sister Tianzi national color, my sister can compare with it." Qu Yusu got up and blessed, did not dare to take this, but the words are not so right.

Tianzi national color? Qu 裾 裾 feels that he is saying that he is empty and beautiful, but he has no ink on his chest, but she does not mind, others praise her beauty, it is worth her happiness, as for whether there is no mind, she is clear enough, what others say What can you represent?

Who is not said in the world, not being criticized as a mediocrity, she has never been afraid of malicious defamation.

Indifferent smile, she put down the tea pot in her hand and suddenly said: "There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the river."

He Yuan looked out and saw that there were fewer people on the river. He said faintly: "It is not early, let the boat go on." He is not resistant to seeing his second child and his woman.

When the fireworks were beautiful again, there were also stops when the fireworks stopped. The pedestrians on the river gradually became less and the hustle and bustle gradually became a depression.

The paintings gradually landed, and the songs looked at the lanterns that were still hanging on the riverside but no one appreciated. I remembered the jade rabbit lamp that I was holding.

"Who is watching the lamp?" Qu Weiqi was helped by He Wei to go downstairs and asked about the whereabouts of the lights.

"Reassure, Qian Changxin is a good life," He Wei walked down the last step, and he couldn’t bear to make the rough jade rabbit lamp. The smile on his face was a bit thick. With less lanterns, I am going to return to the government to choose a few beautiful courtyards."

Qu Wei nodded and walked down the deck with He Wei, and looked around and found that the sky had already misted, and there was a little more chill.

Qian Changxin, who was next to him, offered the cloaks of the two men. After serving the prince, he was preparing to serve the frivolous sorrow, but he was retired by He Wei and started himself.

The soft brocade cloak is embroidered with a faint pattern. Under the moonlight, there is a kind of beautiful beauty. When the song is light, I see that he has put on a cloak, and then he bows his head to tie the belt, but he is robbed by He Wei.

He Wei's fingers were very clean and the joints were obvious. It gave a very powerful and very reliable feeling. The song smirked and smiled. He lifted his chin and let him give him a cloak.

Qujou stood quietly in the corner, no one was attentively serving her, and even everyone who looked at her, she looked at the front of the king and bowed to the image of her sister's cloak, suddenly felt embarrassed and ironic. Nowadays, the big sister is high, and countless people hold the end of the king, and she has to use her mind to please the king. Even if she is successful, it is just a side room.

"Since the time is not early, the second brother and the second brother are still going back to rest earlier." He Yuan saw that the movement stopped and he began to speak. "I should return home."

The carriages on the two houses stopped early and waited for the master to return home. He Yuan said this and went to the carriage of his house.

After the follow-up of Qujou, he hesitated, and after the congratulations to He Wei and Qu Fu, he followed the horse's carriage at the pace of He Yuan.

Qu 裾 裾 looked at the carriage of the Rui Wangfu to leave, the smile on the face was more ridiculous, "Rui Wangye is really a temper."

He Wei heard the words and said, "He has been this kind of temper since he was a child. Because of this, I don’t know how many things have happened with my eldest brother. It’s just that the father has favored him, and he has become more and more...something.

It is possible to let He Wei say the word favored. It can be seen that the Qingde Emperor has a lot of biased eyes, and He Yuan has a lot of offenses. It stands to reason that such a prince who is favored by the emperor, there must be many people who support it, in order to get a piece of merit from the dragon, but this Rui Wang has not many people with him, it is obvious that the people are so arrogant that the courtiers feel He will play off one day.

However, it is forbidden that Qingde Emperor likes his arrogance, at least to him more assured?

I felt that I was a bit biased, and I sighed with a sigh of relief. "I don't know how the three sisters will follow Rui Wang. This is getting more and more chaotic." She couldn't talk about the affairs of several emperors, so she had to talk about the topic. Go to the Changde Mansion.

"They don't do anything with you, don't have to hurt these people," He said in his heart that He Yuan's plan was not to be looked down on He Yuan's little family. He thought that a woman in the Changde government would really think that Hit your face so that you can anger and scorn?

He Wei thought of this, I felt a little funny, and I was not a young man. How could I be angered by these things, and He Yuan’s thoughts of self-improvement are really not suitable for him.

When I returned to the palace, the night was already deep. Some people had already hanged the lanterns in the main courtyard. The songs were lightly stunned and he washed and washed, but the mood was very good, and it was not affected by He Yuan.

However, after He Yuan returned to the government, he made a small fire. Even Qin Bailu’s request for advice was not taken care of. He just told the next person to send Qujou to the Changde Government.

When Qin Bailu heard the princes and the three ladies of Changde’s government, they almost got angry, but they still suppressed the anger of their hearts. The Changde government did not have a Wang Hao, how could she think about it? Send another prostitute to do the side room?

Reluctantly suppressing the anger of the heart, Qin Bailu hates the thought, no matter what, if this woman really enters the government, she is not the Lord who pity the jade.

On the second day of the last Yuan Festival, a big event broke out in the hall. The imperial sentiment sent to Jiangnan had not yet arrived in Jiangnan, and it was attacked by an assassin. Cheng Wang was stabbed in the arm, and the high fever did not retreat. Wei Weiguang was seriously injured and is now unconscious.

For a moment, the people are so arrogant, who has such a courage to dare to assassinate the imperial concubine, is it difficult for someone to kill and kill?

The author has something to say: I feel that some are not in the state _ (: з∠)