Chapter 282: Design and Planning
Zhao Qingyan was worried that Wen Qiao didn't bring an umbrella because it was raining outside, so he wanted to send him an umbrella, but as soon as he walked to the gate, he saw Wen Qiao's carriage coming back, and before she could greet her, she saw Yu Ning get off the carriage, she stopped and hid aside.
She saw Wen Qiao give his umbrella to Yu Ning, while he himself braved the rain to return to the house. Yu Ning held the umbrella with a shy smile on his face. Zhao Qingyan had been hiding in the shadows to observe them.
Although Wen Qiao didn't show any special interest in Ning, Yu Ning's expression Zhao Qingyan didn't ignore it.
Yu Ning has been living in the Hou Mansion during this time, and the food and clothing are all given to her according to Zhao Qingyan's specifications under the special instructions of Mrs. Cheng, and she is simply regarded as the lady of the Hou Mansion.
However, I am clearly the one who is.
Zhao Qingyan's eyes were gloomy, and he returned to his house with the maid.
Wen Qiao didn't see her after she came back, she kept looking for her, and at this moment she saw that she was drenched by the rain, and there were mud spots on her shoes and skirt, and asked, "Where have you been?" Why didn't I come back and see you? ”
"How did you get this way?" Wen Qiao asked her nervously.
Zhao Qingyan didn't say a word, just looked at him, and finally shook his head: "It's okay, you're cold outside, hurry up and take a hot bath to go to the cold, I'll make you a bowl of ginseng soup to drink." ”
Wen Qiao wanted to stop her. But she left without giving herself a chance to speak.
In fact, Wen Qiao has a lot of official business today, not to mention taking a hot bath, even if he drinks ginseng soup, he has no time, the reason why he came back first is just to take a look at Zhao Qingyan, and when he saw Zhao Qingyan, he went directly to the kitchen, he couldn't, he went to the study first, and asked his subordinates to tell Zhao Qingyan where he went.
Zhao Qingyan cooked the ginseng soup and returned to the room to find that Wen Qiao was no longer there.
The next person came over and said to her: "The young master asked me to tell the young lady that he still has official business, if the young lady is ready to boil the soup, go to the study to find him, the young master is waiting for you there." ”
In his heart, this subordinate actually hopes that Zhao Qingyan can go, because if Zhao Qingyan has a good relationship with Wen Qiao, then they will naturally be more comfortable, after all, Zhao Qingyan is also very kind to them.
She was depressed, and handed the ginseng soup in her hand to her subordinates: "You give it to him, tell him, I'm tired, so I won't go." Let him pay attention to his body. ”
I didn't expect Zhao Qingyan to say this, and after the subordinate took the bowl, he sent it over, and by the way, he also said what Zhao Qingyan told him.
I didn't expect Zhao Qingyan to be in such a bad mood today, Wen Qiao wanted to go to see her, but she was entangled in official business and was going to go again in the evening.
After Wen Zichen got out of school, he went straight to Zhao Qingyan's room.
He still had a stack of paper on him, this is the article he did today, and he was praised by Mr., so he really wanted to let Zhao Qingyan take a look and praise himself.
Zhao Qingyan saw Wen Zichen's appearance, and did not hesitate to praise himself: "Chen'er is awesome." Now I have been praised by my husband, but I have to study harder, and I can't live up to my efforts. ”
Wen Zichen nodded happily, but saw Zhao Qingyan frowning melancholy after praising himself, and didn't say a word.
He didn't know what was going on, and was very worried about Zhao Qingyan: "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Did you encounter something that bothered you? ”
"It's okay, don't worry." Zhao Qingyan touched Wen Zichen's head.
Because he didn't want to say it, Wen Zichen couldn't chase her and ask.
It's just that Zhao Qingyan is in this state, but Wen Zichen has it in his heart, so when he saw Wen Qiao in the evening, Wen Zichen told him that Zhao Qingyan was wrong.
After hearing this, Wen Qiao naturally would no longer be delayed by the official business in front of him.
He hurriedly went to find Zhao Qingyan, saw her, and quickly sat down opposite her.
"Why are you in a bad mood? Chen'er was worried about you when she saw it. ”
"It's okay, it's just that I'm a little tired and a little bored during this time, I want to go back to Zhuangzi to open a restaurant, you don't have to care." Zhao Qingyan said.
"And, I've been preparing for a while now." Zhao Qingyan said directly.
didn't expect Zhao Qingyan to suddenly say that he was going to Zhuangzi to open a restaurant again, Wen Qiao was a little stunned.
said anxiously: "Why did you make this decision, are you unhappy about staying in the Hou Mansion recently?" ”
Obviously, he has already told Mrs. Cheng that his attitude towards Zhao Qingyan has improved a lot.
Zhao Qingyan didn't say the reason anymore, and shook his head, "I've already decided, you don't have to keep me anymore." ”
Knowing that what Zhao Qingyan said was not a lie, Wen Qiao was very unhappy, so he could only stare at her all the time.
After a long time, Wen Qiao sighed and said, "Since you want to go back to Zhuangzi, I won't force you to stay." Only, you know, I don't want you to go. ”
Zhao Qingyan nodded.
On the second day, Zhao Qingyan moved back to Zhuangzi.
Knowing that Zhao Qingyan was gone, Mrs. Cheng was very happy, and actually made a lot of dishes in the kitchen that day, and set up a banquet in the house to celebrate Zhao Qingyan's departure.
Seeing his mother's appearance, he thought that Zhao Qingyan's departure was probably because of his mother. Wen Qiao angrily went back to his house to drink alcohol.
Seeing Wen Qiao like this, Mrs. Cheng was very unhappy, but seeing that Yu Ning was still there and Zhao Qingyan was leaving, Mrs. Cheng began to have ideas that she shouldn't have.
She discussed with the Liu family, so that these two children might as well take advantage of this rare opportunity to cook raw rice and mature rice, anyway, she also likes Yu Ning very much.
Of course, Liu's will not be bad, and he should take one bite.
If Yu Ning can successfully become Mrs. Houfu, then her own identity is also "mother and son are expensive".
So, that night, Mrs. Cheng excused herself by saying that although she knew that Wen Qiao was unwilling to eat his banquet, she was happy after all today, so she let Wen Qiao drink the pot of wine for her sake.
The person who came was Mrs. Cheng's loyal old maid, knowing that her every move would be told to Mrs. Cheng, Wen Qiao stared at the servant with cold eyes, poured out the wine in the pot, and drank a glass in front of the maid.
"Mama, I've already drunk the wine, and I'll drink it myself later, I know that my mother doesn't like light smoking, but I'm in a bad mood today, and I ask my mother not to be forced anymore." Wen Qiao said in a deep voice.
He didn't know that his wine was drugged, and similarly, Yu Ning also drank a glass of wine tonight, and the wine was also drugged.
This was Mrs. Cheng and Liu's plan, to stun the two, and then leave them at their mercy.
Early the next morning, Wen Qiao touched his drowsy head and got up, and instantly realized that something was wrong, why was there a person in his bed, didn't Zhao Qingyan already leave?
Seeing that Yu Ning also woke up slowly, Wen Qiao's face was already gloomy and almost froze the room.
Yu Ning saw himself and Wen Qiao lying naked on the bed, and he was shy and embarrassed in his heart, after all, although he already liked Wen Qiao now, he didn't want to have a relationship with him in this way.
The Liu family came to her early in the morning under the pretext of looking for Yu Ning, and seeing the current appearance at this moment, of course they would not let go of this opportunity.
Pushing the door in, I don't know why today's subordinates didn't stop her.
Wen Qiao had already put on his inner robe, and when he saw Liu's words, he heard Liu's words that he must be responsible for Ning, and his face was always very gloomy.