Chapter 229: Lord Shizi, Please Don't Disturb Me to Recuperate (47)
Of course he was looking forward to it!! Han Muqing's eyes glowing with cold light as he stared at the window lattice of the carriage. It was a "gift" that he carefully ordered for her in accordance with Xu Lingyao's preferences!! I hope she can wear it on her body every day!
"Brother!" Seeing that Han Muqing didn't speak, Han Muqing became even more angry, she grabbed the teacup on the small table of the carriage and smashed it at Han Muqing with a whoosh.
Han Muqing turned around and grabbed the teacup neatly, he looked at his sister's dark face, hesitated, and finally didn't explain anything, just asked: "Mu Xuan, can you help me talk to Mingxiu...... Recent...... Maybe there are a lot of rumors, so don't believe it. ”
Han Muyu was stunned for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, he was even more angry. She couldn't care about the rules anymore, and shouted at Han Muqing with a red face: "You and that county lord of Yuyang have made a love in public, do you still want to think about Xiu'er?!" ”
"Be quiet!" When Han Muqing heard Han Muqing's voice, he immediately looked out of the small window of the carriage vigilantly. Seeing his cautious appearance, Han Muxuan couldn't help but feel a little strange and a little nervous, and immediately obediently closed his voice.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Han Muqing looked Han Muqing up and down, lowered his voice and asked, "What are you afraid of people hearing?" You can't hide the matter with the county lord of Yuyang! What do you tell Xiu'er not to believe? It's all true, do you still want to hide it from her? If you really like the county lord of Yuyang, I won't say anything, you will marry her if you like it, but since you have made a choice, don't provoke Xiu'er again! ”
"What do you mean it's all facts?" Hearing Han Muqing say this, Han Muqing immediately sank his face: "What can I do with the county lord of Yuyang?!" I gave her a pair of gold arms wrapper, yes! But the arm wrapping gold is not a hairpin, just send it, what's the big deal. My hairpin can only be inserted on Mingxiu's head! That won't change anytime! ”
"Brother!" Han Muwei was angry: "You go out and ask, who doesn't know that the arm wrapping gold is the meaning of love, why does it cause fists?" 'Twin Gold Rings', I know! Xiu'er knows! The county lord of Yuyang also knows! You gave the county lord arm wrapping gold, and you want her to wear it every day, do you think you can not marry her? The county lord of Yuyang is not the daughter of a small family, let you be deceived at will! ”
"Deceive? When did I deceive her? The smile on the corner of Han Muqing's mouth looked a little cruel: "You just need to remember that Xu Lingyao's woman can't marry into my Han family!" ”
"Why? How can my brother be sure? Han Muqing was taken aback by the gloomy look on Han Muqing's face, she hesitated a little, but continued to ask.
Han Muqing didn't answer, just turned his head through the window of the carriage and looked at the Anping Palace, which had gradually disappeared in the fog. Why? Of course, it's because Xu Lingyao's woman won't live to marry him!! As long as...... She's wearing that arm wrap gold so well!! The arm wrapping gold that he specially made for her will send this poisonous woman to Huangquan Road unknowingly!
Han Muqing's eyes narrowed slightly. Xu Lingyao...... After all, it can be regarded as his nominal wife of Han Muqing, isn't it? Even if it's in name, he has to give her a preferential treatment for the sake of this false name, doesn't he? Let the entire Anping Mansion accompany her to the funeral, what a good treatment!!
And, fair, isn't it? King Anping for his own selfishness, caused them to be destroyed in Dingyuan Mansion, his father died with hatred, and his younger siblings were forced to leave the country in order to save their lives.
This time, he wants to strike first, and never give Xu Lingyao, the poisonous woman, a chance to attack!
Han Muqing looked at Han Muqing silently looking out the window, the expression on her face became more and more gloomy and distorted, and she couldn't help but be a little scared.
"Brother...... Han Muqing stretched out his hand and gently tugged at Han Muqing's sleeve: "What's wrong with you?" ”
"Nothing!" Han Muqing came back to his senses, and when he saw the cautious expression on his sister's face, he couldn't help but show a soothing smile: "It's okay!" You don't have to worry about anything! With your brother and daddy here, no one will hurt you. ”
"Hmm!" Han Muxuan nodded slightly, and the brother and sister fell silent again.
Soon after, the carriage of the Dingyuan Mansion stopped in front of the Shangshu Mansion of the Military Department of Changping Lane. Before getting out of the car, Han Muqing grabbed Han Muqing, and looked at his sister with a little pleading in his eyes: "Mu Xuan, it's inconvenient for me to go to the back house to see Mingxiu, are you ...... You help me see how she is, if she is better, if she has a good meal, if she has ...... to eat."
Han Muqing looked at Han Muqing like this, and finally couldn't bear to say the words of refusal, she nodded slightly and turned around to get out of the car.
"Mu Xuan!" Han Muqing called her again: "My thoughts about Mingxiu, don't mention it to others." Xu Lingyao is not a simple woman, don't make trouble for Mingxiu. ”
Han Muqing turned his head and looked at Han Muqing blankly, and only after a moment did he reply abruptly: "Brother, why are you ...... doing this?"
Han Muqing didn't answer, waved his hand to let Han Muqing get out of the car, and sat alone in the car for a long time. It wasn't until Yuan Bao came to call him for the third time that he slowly climbed out of the car and went to find Wang Mingyu.
When Han Mushu entered the door, Qian Qian was leaning on the pillow, holding a soon-to-finish purse in his hand, sewing a purse to pass the time while listening to Xiaoque's words.
The life of an ancient noblewoman is really super boring! There are no movies, no mobile phones, it's okay to read books if you want to, but don't think about it, the daughters of the boudoirs who have been raised by that thing are not allowed to read it, and no one cares about reading four books and five classics.
There is nothing to do for a long time, there is no entertainment to pass the boring time, Qian Qian thinks that it is better to get up and go to school to recuperate! Although it is hard to practice calligraphy, read, and learn the rules, it is better than lying idle. So she asked Xiaoque to bring her a needlework basket, picked up a purse that was almost made before, and sewed it slowly to pass the time.
As soon as Han Muxuan came in, he saw Qian Qian leaning on the bed with his head down and sewing his purse. She took a few steps and snatched the purse in Qian Qian's hand, and said with a straight face: "What's the matter with you!" I started to do needlework before I got better, and I wasn't afraid of hurting my spirit! ”
"Exactly!" Xiaoque nodded like a chicken pecking rice on the side: "Miss Xuan, tell me about my young lady, I want to get up before the heat has completely subsided, and I don't listen to what I say." ”
"You're too uneasy!" Han Muxuan sat on the edge of Qian Qian's bed, stretched out his hand and touched Qian Qian's hand and cheek: "It's still a little hot!" Why don't you have a good rest. ”
"I'm not bored!" Qian Qian smiled and grinned: "It just so happens that you are here, you can talk to me." Qian Qian said while looking at Han Muxuan.
Han Muxuan was dressed up very neatly today, the snow fox-style cloak had been taken off, revealing a peach-colored cotton palace dress, the neckline and cuffs of the palace dress were decorated with snow-white mink fur, and the cotton skirt sprinkled with gold embroidery looked very gorgeous. Han Muxuan has a lot of earrings and bracelets, a peony Yingluo that he wears every day hanging on his chest, a flying fairy bun on his head, and a white jade hibiscus hairpin inserted in his hair. Qian Qian knew at a glance that this hairpin must have used the excuse she came up with to cross the road.