Chapter 137: Depressed

When Ji Ziheng came back to his senses, Qing Anzai was no longer there.

In the empty hall, Ji Ziheng was the only one sitting there, secretly hurting himself.

"Xianggong, you're back."

"Xianggong, the concubine will never leave you."

Memories are like a tide, constantly churning in Ji Ziheng's mind. After all, the expressionless face couldn't support it, and there was a sad look in his eyes, and more resentment.

The next moment, Ji Ziheng's hands clenched.

No feelings for him? In this case, Ji Ziheng didn't believe it at all. If she was really that kind of person, she wouldn't have given herself a cup of poisoned wine in the first place.

Hatred kept surging out of his heart, almost devouring Ji Ziheng completely.

He will definitely make Qing An regret what he said and make her pay.

Qing An didn't know how much impact her words had, and in her opinion, it was better for everyone to make it clear like this.

After a few days, without Qing Yinglian and Aunt Zheng, Qing An's days were indescribably comfortable.

However, Murong Shi called her over, and considering that she was about the same age, it was time to choose a good in-law.

Qing Anzai has no opinion on such a move, after all, such a thing can't be avoided. What's more, she is still in ancient times, and if she comes, she will be safe.

For this reason, these days, in addition to studying his hobbies in his spare time, the other is to follow behind Qing and learn more etiquette.

The daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion is looking for a husband, and such news is naturally very sensational.

Ji Ziheng learned about it that day, and he was so angry that he crushed a teacup on the spot, which was still white jade.

The man in red appeared in his room again, and when he saw Ji Ziheng's mood swings, he laughed: "If Ji Gongzi doesn't go to ask for a kiss soon, then the third lady will be someone else's." ”

Hearing this, Ji Ziheng's face was dark and ugly.

He glanced at the man in red: "If you talk nonsense, I'll cut your tongue." ”

It's so bloody and brutal!

The man in red muttered quietly, but he also knew that Ji Ziheng was really angry, and he didn't dare to provoke him, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"So what are you going to do next?" The man in red asked.

Ji Ziheng didn't answer, he sat there, his deep eyes seemed to be thinking about things.

After a while, Ji Ziheng sneered and said, "I'll surprise her." ”

When the words fell, the man in red shuddered involuntarily.

The word surprise came out of Ji Ziheng's mouth, but it was terrifying enough.

Qing'an was shaking the fan in his hand, and he had nothing to do, so he simply walked around in the backyard and enjoyed the beautiful scenery here.

However, a few little maids came up to them, and they chattered endlessly, as if they were talking about some kind of gossip.

"When I came back just now, I saw Ji Gongzi who temporarily lived in our house a few days ago." A maid said happily.

Ji Ziheng was born handsome, and in what Qing An saw in his life, there was indeed no one who could compare with him. It's not surprising that the little maids like it.

Qing An heard something intermittently, and his pace slowed down, and he listened carefully.

At that time, another person said: "But I heard that Ji Gongzi came here to bring a lot of things, and I heard that he came to propose marriage." ”

Propose?

Hearing this, Qing Anzai's pace paused, she looked back and stopped the maid.

"How did you know that Gongzi Ji came to propose?" Qing An asked nervously.

As she spoke, her mind couldn't help but think of what she had said to Ji Ziheng before, but Ji Ziheng was going to do something out of line after listening to what she said.

The maid was startled by the sudden appearance of Qing An, and took a step back.

However, someone still stood up and explained: "Back to the third miss, the slave maid was passing by, and overheard Ji Gongzi and the master mention it. ”

Qing An's eyes drooped slightly, so Ji Ziheng's people had already arrived at Qing Yan.

Qing An didn't ask too much and sent the people away.

After they left, Qing Anzai summoned Liuli to his side and asked her to inquire about the matter.

She is not interested in Ji Ziheng, because of this, even if she wants to live in the future, she doesn't want to be with such a person.

When I got the news, it was almost evening.

Ruri and Joy brought the meal and brought back the news by the way.

"Miss, the news is here." Liuli said, "Ji Gongzi came to ask for marriage this time, it is for the eldest lady, and it seems that he has sent a lot of valuable treasures. However, the master did not agree immediately, but he seemed to be ready to agree. ”

"Miss?" Qing An was a little surprised.

To this, Ruri nodded.

Qing An's eyes were turning faintly, but he was secretly relieved in his heart, fortunately, he didn't come for himself.

Just when Qing'an was thinking about it, Liuli came over and said jokingly: "Miss shouldn't have fallen in love with Ji Gongzi and has always cared so much about him." ”

Hearing this, Qing An had a black line on his face.

She looked at Liuli and said angrily: "Just you have a long mouth, talk nonsense to me here!" ”

Ruri smiled, put the meal down, and walked away.

Ji Ziheng has always adhered to his own concept, and he insists that Qing An is doing so many things just to attract his own attention.

But imagination is always beautiful, but reality is much crueler.

In the following days, Qing Anzai never came to Ji Ziheng again at all, and seemed to have forgotten about him.

But this is not the case, this day she prepared some pastries, planning to pay a visit.

Since the last marriage contract, listening to Liuli, Qing Buli seemed to be depressed and unhappy, and he had been depressed.

For this reason, Qing Anzai still plans to go over to visit.

The maid lifted the curtain and said to Qing Buli, who was sitting there, "Miss, the third lady is here." ”

The words fell, and the person who was there walked in.

"Sister." Qing An whispered softly.

When he heard this salutation, Qing Buli slowly raised his head and looked over: "You are here." ”

From Qing's words, I heard a little weakness.

Qing An's eyes were heavy, and she could see that she didn't seem to be in a good mood.

The words fell, and Qing Anzai's eyes looked at the wedding dress placed there on the side.

In normal times, the eldest sister would sit there embroidering the wedding dress, after all, the women have to prepare the wedding dress for themselves. But today she didn't embroider, but sat there alone in a daze.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Qing An stepped forward and asked softly.