Chapter 8: Confession
When he woke up, it was already afternoon, and Zizhu heard the movement inside, so he brought in the bath water.
Qiao Wan didn't see the medicine bowl while bathing, so he reminded her, "Why didn't you bring today's Shunzi soup?"
Zizhu replied: "The Lord has confessed, and the girl will not have to take this decoction in the future."
I am the one who is going to leave tomorrow, and the maids think that they are lazy today and have no medicine. She stopped answering, quickly washed her body, and thought about reading the documents that Zhou Yu gave her yesterday.
She got dressed and came to the front of the case, and when she saw that the case was empty, where were the documents, she was startled, and asked Zizhu, "Where are the documents here?"
Zizhu said in a panic: "The slave maid also came in just now, and she didn't touch the things on the case."
Qiao Wan knew that this document was not trivial, and if it was leaked, she was afraid that there would be endless troubles, so she wrote a letter immediately, explaining the loss of the document, and asked Zizhu to send it to Zhou Yu immediately.
At this time, Zhou Yu was in the tent.
Zhou Yu said to Zhou Ping: "Pass my order, cancel the action of inserting details, and all the corresponding personnel will be evacuated and wait for other orders."
Zhou Ping was not surprised by his decision, he saw it very clearly from beginning to end, what careful actions were just an excuse for his son-in-law to deceive himself, he had followed him for more than 20 years, and he had never seen him so obsessed with a woman, and he felt relieved for him.
"Has Childe finally understood his mind?"
Zhou Yu didn't expect him to ask such a question, and couldn't help laughing: "It's me who is too stupid to want to send the woman I love into the fire pit."
"The general and Miss Qiao are talented and beautiful, they are a natural pair, and Miss Qiao is actually a favorite general."
In his opinion, Miss Qiao is beautiful, kind and gentle, this is the material for fine work, this is clearly the material for being a lady......
Zhou Yu smiled bitterly: "I don't know her intentions, but I hurt her."
Zhou Ping asked again: "Miss Qiao, I don't know what the general plans to do next?"
Of course, he hopes that his son-in-law will find his way back, marry Miss Qiao as soon as possible, and end his life of being single for so many years.
"If she wants, I'll marry her."
Zhou Ping looked at his general with relief, and a motherly smile appeared on his face.
At this time, the guard came to report, and Miss Qiao called someone to deliver a letter.
Zhou Yu was suddenly a little flustered, did she suddenly say goodbye?
He hurriedly opened the letter, and after reading the contents roughly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he said to Zhou Ping, who was suspicious on the side: "It's okay, you go down to give the order first."
Zizhu soon returned, panting and handing Qiao Wan a reply letter.
She opened the envelope, which contained a folded piece of stationery and a pile of fragments.
She opened the letterhead, and wrote forcefully:
It is advisable to drink, grow old with the son, and the piano is in the palace, so it is good to be quiet.
Qiao Wan looked at the line of words carefully, it was indeed his handwriting, and he suddenly realized in an instant, as if there was a soft sugar slowly melting in his heart, and it was sweet......
Zizhu gasped enough, and Fang said: "This is what the Lord just wrote, let me hand it over to the girl quickly, and the one inside, too, the Lord tore it."
When she heard this, she poured out the pile of fragments, which was the same document he gave her yesterday, and now it was all in pieces......
She was stunned, in fact, a little unbelievable. After a long time, the corners of her mouth gradually raised a smile, and she nodded and said softly to her, "Thank you for your hard work." ”
Zizhu was so happy to see her so heartfelt for the first time, her smile was like a spring breeze, which could bring everything back to life, Zizhu secretly sighed in her heart, even she was often fascinated by Qiao Guan, not to mention the young and vigorous Lord Zhou Lang.
After Zizhu stepped back, he chatted with his friend Qingyu: "I think the Lord may have to continue the string."
Qing Yu was gossipy and curious: "Who to marry?"
"Miss Joe."
Qing Yu rolled her eyes disdainfully, "What is her identity?" But by taking the opportunity to climb onto the bed of the Lord, you must not forget what kind of decoction we used to make every day. ”
"But the Lord said today that she is not allowed to boil this medicine again, and besides, I heard Zhou Ping say today, the Lord does not intend for her to be meticulous."
"Is that true?"
"Absolutely."
Qing Yu was taken aback, "Could it be that the Lord wants to accept her as a concubine?" ”
Zizhu pondered for a long time and said: "The Lord has always been arrogant, and even when the first lady was there, the two of them only respected each other like guests, but today I saw it really well, when he heard that Miss Qiao sent the letter, I had never seen that panicked look. I think the Lord is going to marry her. ”
Qing Yu hugged his head and wailed: "I don't listen, I don't listen, why do men like fox spirits." The perfect image of the Lord in her heart was shattered.
Zizhu ruthlessly interrupted her: "Okay, in fact, didn't you find that Miss Qiao is a good match for the Lord?" One is handsome, handsome, young and promising, and the other is unparalleled in appearance. ”
Qing Yu fell on the collapse and pretended to be dead, extremely depressed.
The Lord is playing for real this time! She doesn't like him anymore! She doesn't want a hostess!