Leng Qinghuan almost wanted to cry without tears: "He didn't know the existence of the child. ”

"Even if he doesn't have children, he, as a man, watches you marry another man and ignores it, isn't it a mess and an end? Leng Qinghuan, how much do you want to love him, you are willing to commit suicide for him, give up the glory and wealth of the palace for him, ask for peace and leave in every possible way for him, for him, you have no way back! ”

Murong Qi has always been silent, and even if he quarrels with himself, he rarely asks himself with righteous indignation.

Leng Qinghuan had already retreated to the point where there was no way to avoid it, and when he raised his eyes in a panic, he saw that Murong Qi's eyes began to redden, and he didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol or the burning of anger.

Glaring at her angrily, her heart fluttering almost out of her chest, and her tongue began to knot.

"I, I just want you to divorce me and let me live."

With a "bang", Murong Qi punched the carriage, so frightened that Leng Qinghuan almost jumped up.

"Leng Qinghuan, you don't know what to do!"

"Yes, I don't know what to do."

The negotiation time he chose was really inappropriate, I just felt that he was in a good mood today, and he had just viciously inserted a lever between him and Leng Qinglang, destroying the relationship between the two, which should be to provoke his dislike. Maybe you can't wait to sweep yourself away.

Who knows, why is Murong Qi, who is drunk, so scary? Especially his eyes, he was shrouded in his gaze, feeling cold to the bone for a while, and hot as fire for a while, it was simply a situation of ice and fire.

Crazy Tibetan mastiff. Leng Qinghuan was completely coaxed.

The carriage slowly stopped, and the coachman said respectfully: "Lord Wang, it's here." ”

The coachman's words made Murong Qi somewhat regain his senses, gasped fiercely, and slowly loosened his confinement on Leng Qinghuan.

Leng Qinghuan "squeaked" and fled from him, grabbed his skirt, jumped out of the carriage, and escaped very embarrassed.

Murong Qi leaned on the carriage, closed his eyes, and tried to steady his breathing.

I have been tormenting myself for a long time, and finally asked through the wine, but the mood is not much better, on the contrary, it is even worse.

Leng Qinghuan refused to say that she was still protecting the man.

He had to find out who this man really was, and he was going to have him torn into pieces!

It's a pity that his people have investigated for a long time, and everyone's result is the same: when the princess is in the boudoir, she stays at home, obeys the rules, and behaves properly.

If she really stayed at home, how could she have such extensive knowledge?

If it is different, it is from the next person, and some hearsay things are the snubbing and bullying that she and the Leng Qinghe brothers and sisters endured when they were in the prime minister's mansion. It is completely different from what is preached outside and what I saw in that day.

When he went to visit Leng Qinghe in private, he also asked about Leng Qinghuan in a roundabout way. In addition to being boring, boring, and monotonous, even if the cold crane has a splendid belly, I can't think of many adjectives to describe the same life of their brother and sister day after day.

On the contrary, when he didn't come to Beijing, the image of Leng Qinghuan was more vivid.

Who is this man and what is his identity? He hid it deeply, like a mystery, which made Murong Qi even become tormented, and his hatred deepened.

Qi Jingyun immediately began to arrange the business of the two stores in full swing on the second day, and she didn't have to worry about the initial investment and labor, the only thing she needed to do was to check the account books of the two stores.

Leng Qinghuan does not leave home, this business model is the most suitable for her.

She only provided two stores, and she could make a million profits and wait for the profits, so why not?

And Leng Qinglang waited left and right, looking forward to the good news brought by Aunt Jin, and waiting for Fang Pinzhi to send him incense pills.

She believes that as long as she is reborn, Murong Qi will definitely be able to impress herself and put her heart and mind on herself again.

His enemies are not just Leng Qinghuan alone, there are so many charming people who covet Murong Qi, if he can't dominate the crowd, how can he be favored?

Every morning, she would always delay for a long time in front of the mirror, and when she thought of Fang Pinzhi's shiny and fair skin, she felt yearning.

I specially sent someone to tell the porter. Finally, in the afternoon of this day, the porter sent someone to ask for instructions, saying that the Jin family had come to ask for a meeting.

She immediately couldn't wait to ask someone to come in.

The person who came was not Jin Er, but a very tall woman. Apricot pollen maid Luo skirt, double bun piled up by dark clouds, a silk flower with oblique hairpin, red lips and white teeth, skin like snow, a bamboo basket hanging in the crook of the arm, walking like a weak willow supporting the wind, curling Tingting, full of beauty.

Leng Qinglang looked a little familiar between his eyebrows and eyes, but he was very unfamiliar, and he couldn't think of such a prominent subordinate in the Jin family's mansion.

The beauty approached, saluted her, and opened her mouth, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant: "I have seen the side concubine." ”

Leng Qinglang raised his hand with some disappointment: "Excuse me, get up." ”

The beautiful woman carried the basket and stood in front of her vividly.

"Who sent you?"

The beauty lowered her head and pursed her lips and smiled: "It was the second prince of Jin who sent the slave maid to come and send something to the side concubine." ”

Leng Qinglang rejoiced again, and glanced at the bamboo basket: "Hurry up." ”

The beauty took out a box from under the bamboo basket, held it in both hands, and glanced left and right, as if she was afraid.

"The second son of Jin also asked the slave maid to bring two words to the mother."

Leng Qinglang understood what he meant, and waved at Zhao Ma and Zhiqiu beside him: "Hot a glass of wine for me, and then retreat." ”

Because there are five stone powder in this incense pill, it needs to be sent with hot wine when taking it, and the effect is the best.

Zhiqiu took a glass of hot wine, lowered her head and withdrew silently, Zhao Ma glanced at the beauty suspiciously, and hesitated to go out and close the door.

Only then did the beauty step forward, open the box, and take out a pill: "The other party has always raised the price and refused to give an inch, and it took several negotiations to negotiate." Take two pills first, let the side concubine Niangniang take a look, check the color of the goods, and see if it is a real incense pill. ”

Leng Qinglang's mind was full of this pill, and he raised his hand to take it, but unexpectedly, the beauty's fingertips shook, and the pill slipped from between his fingers. He hurriedly picked it up, and grabbed Leng Qinglang's hand, and wrapped it tightly in the palm of his hand along with the pill.

Leng Qinglang was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and struggled with a cold face. The beauty immediately let go of her hand, and then went to serve the cup of hot wine diligently.

Leng Qinglang put the pill on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, and noticed that although his hands were delicate and white, smooth as jade, the bone joints were a little thick, not as slender and slender as ordinary girls. I couldn't help but look up at him.

At this look, I felt more and more familiar with my eyebrows and eyes, and gasped: "You, you are ......"

"The incense pill carries the fragrance of snow lotus, the entrance is slightly bitter, and the rest of the mouth is mellow with wine, the side concubine Niangniang, it's not fake?"

Leng Qinglang suddenly realized, and stood up "poofed": "Fang Pinzhi!" ”

The beauty raised her eyes and smiled at her: "Niangniang has a good eye." ”

"You, how do you look like this? And you speak, this voice ......"

"Pinzhi likes to listen to operas, and has studied art from a teacher and learned Danjiao."

"No wonder you dress up as a woman, and you are so charming that you can't see any flaws."

"Pinzhi knows that a high-ranking family like the palace has strict rules and often comes and goes, so he is afraid that it will damage the reputation of the side concubine, so he came up with such a method to make you smile."