After getting engaged, the two didn't care about other people's eyes, and they interacted openly, sometimes Helan prayed to send her back, and went to visit her when she got off the boat, sometimes Zheng Rou personally came to eat with him, embroidered some small things for him, sewed clothes, and blew for him when he was upset, even Helan Chen liked her occasional company. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zheng Rou knew that Helan Qiyou liked her embroidery very much, and often embroidered a lot of things for him with different patterns, such as sachets, belts, sleeves of clothes, etc., all from her skillful hands; Once, she didn't sleep for a few days, and before he went out again, she embroidered the landscape of Taihu Lake Helan Mansion on her purse and gave it to him. At that time, the new house of Helan Mansion in Taihu Lake in Wuxi had not yet been completed, and she embroidered exquisitely according to the design drawings.

Helan Qiyou had been carrying his purse with him, and it was expected that they would be able to marry when he returned.

How did he know that after he went out that time, she was so sick that she couldn't get out of bed, and finally went, Helan Qiyou didn't even see her for the last time.

He was very angry and sad, and blamed himself for ignoring her condition. However, the woman died before she got married, and her soul had no place to return. The Zheng family asked Helan Qiyou to marry Zheng Rou's tablet to enter the door, which was regarded as an explanation. Of course, Helan Qiyou agreed, but Helan Chen couldn't accept this kind of thing, and Mrs. Wang had always been unwilling to be robbed of her daughter-in-law, and deliberately said that this matter was too obscure, and it was not good for the family house to turn red into white, so Helan Chen was more and more reluctant to agree.

Helan Qiyou was enraged like a trapped beast, there was nothing to do, and she really missed Zheng Rou too much, so she took the eldest girl Qingqing, who had been with her, as a concubine and put her in the backyard of Dongyuan. This was Helan Qiyou's low-key and silent means of rebelling against his father, so that whenever he saw any woman who looked like Zheng Rou, he would take her as a concubine, some of them had similar eyebrows and eyes, some had similar voices, and some looked like their bodies and postures. Over the years, he has become accustomed to doing that, looking for the slightest hint of Zheng Rou in different women. But Zheng Rou is different, not only because of her fresh and moving temperament, but also because of her governor's courtesy, gentleness and caringness. Everyone who knows her, as long as they talk to her once, will be like a spring breeze, and they can't find a second one.

So in the end, among so many concubines, the one who has the best relationship with him is the most ordinary, one year older than Helan Qiyou, and Mrs. Qing, who is born and doesn't even have a surname.

Qingqing had many opportunities to meet Helan and pray for blessings because of the relationship between the young lady, and she naturally fell in love with such a handsome and chic man. The two have been together for a long time, and Qing is still full of thought that relying on Helan Qiyou's deep feelings for Zheng Rou, she can climb to the throne of the main room, but unfortunately she has not been able to come out for many years.

"Mrs. Qing is a substitute for Miss Zheng, and all the ladies in the backyard are." Green Lotus said.

This is why when Helan Chen and Qiyou talked about marrying Qingxuan as their daughter-in-law, they mentioned Zheng Rou, he was afraid that Qiyou was still under the influence of Zheng Rou, and he also knew that an arrogant woman like Qingxuan would never be a substitute.

"So I'm a substitute too?" Qingxuan listened to the story of the green lotus, and indeed felt a little sad for Helan to pray for him.

"Young lady, the young master has never been so serious in many years. If you ask the slave maid, the slave will say that you are definitely not a substitute, if you insist on saying that there is any similarity with Miss Zheng Jia, it is that the young master's wife is also a unique existence, the young master used to need Zheng Rou, but now he needs the lady. Only the young lady is the one who can accompany the young master and go on for a long time. ”

It took a while for Qing Xuan to regain her voice, as if she had thought a lot. "You're really good at talking, no wonder he says you're pleasing."

"Ma'am, it's the ability to survive."

Qingxuan looked at her for a long time, and this maid dared to confess so frankly to her. Instead, she accepted her, and she preferred people who didn't beat around the bush.

"Get up! You can stay and arrange a bath for me. She formally commanded.

"Madam, so young master?"

"It depends on how long he can sleep in the study...."

Qingxuan's footsteps seemed to light again, and he casually walked up to the room on the second floor. "I'll go to the family dinner tomorrow night, and ask him to pick me up when it's time."