Her tears burned Wan Chongshan's heart.

He wanted to wipe away the tears for her, but before his fingers touched Qingzhou's skin, Qingzhou opened his body slightly, and Wan Chongshan pointed his fingers, but he still firmly stroked her face and wiped away those tears for her.

"After I leave Beijing, I will send someone to send you back to Chen's house, and you live in your mother's house, and when I return to Beijing, I will order someone to pick you up."

As soon as Wan Chongshan's voice fell, he saw Qingzhou shaking his head, and when Wan Chongshan saw this, he asked in a low voice, "You don't want to go back?" ”

Qingzhou raised her head and looked into his eyes, her eyes were as bright as water, and she said softly; "Husband, he is injured, I want to stay here to take care of him, I can't leave."

Listening to her words, Wan Chongshan stared at her silently for a long time, his gaze moved away from her face and landed on the back of her hand.

Qingzhou noticed his gaze and quickly retracted his wrist into his sleeve, unwilling to let his scars fall under his eyes.

"Uncle, don't worry, my husband was seriously injured before, and his temperament will inevitably be irritable, these days, my husband has treated me a lot better, and in the future, he will never beat me again." Qingzhou paused slightly when she said this, her heart was full of bitterness and sourness, but she still hardened her heart, was ruthless, and said goodbye to Wanzhongshan; "Please also ask my uncle to respect himself, and ..... in the future Don't come to my house again. ”

Self-respect, a good sentence of self-respect.

The heart of the ten thousand mountains changed, and he only felt one heart

He looked at the light boat, she was so close to him, but so far away.

He slowly let go of his hand.

"I will leave Tang Mingsheng behind, no matter what, you can let Forsythia go to him." Wan Chongshan left this sentence, and after speaking, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and left Qingzhou's house.

Qingzhou looked at his back, only to feel that her heart was like a knife, listening to the sound of the door closing, as if her heart was sealed, she was destined to find no hope in this cold purgatory.

She has always kept in mind that Wan Chongshan is her uncle.

Early morning.

It has been half a month since Wan Chongshan left, these days, Wan Zi'an's situation is still not good, he is getting more and more irritable every day, and every one of the grandmothers and maids in the house has suffered, even to his biological mother Ning's family, Wan Zi'an is also angry when nothing happens, provoking Ning's to cry several times a day, and even the entire Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion is gloomy and bleak.

On this day, hearing the summons of his grandmother, Qingzhou hurriedly packed up and led Forsythia towards Wan Mu's yard.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw that Ning and Wen Minyi were also there, Qingzhou and the elders greeted him, and when he looked quietly, he saw that Ning's eyes were red, and he was afraid that he had cried again.

"You're here." Wan Mu raised her eyes and spoke lightly to Qingzhou.

"I don't know what my grandmother summoned her granddaughter-in-law for?" Qingzhou's voice was soft and respectful.

"Grandmother wants you to come over today, and it's not for the side, but to discuss the matter of taking a concubine for Zi'an." After Wan Mu finished speaking, she thought of her grandson's current situation, and only sighed inaudibly.

"Concubine?" Qingzhou read these two words, his eyes were slightly suffocated, and he felt very sudden.

"Well," Wan Mu nodded, and said again; "While your mother and aunt are also there, grandmother will make it clear and tell you, you also know Zi'an's current situation, this child is young and vigorous, arrogant, and now he has encountered this kind of thing again...." His leg is not better, no one can stand it, since he likes that Mingxiang, his grandmother will get it back for him and make him happy. ”

Listening to Wan Mu's words, Qingzhou was shocked, although she did not go out of the gate on weekdays, but only that Mingxiang was the top brand of Yichun Building, and she was also famous in this Beijing Division, I don't know how many dignitaries and nobles, the rich and noble son was her guest in the scene, not to mention that the big family in Beijing, especially the princely family, values face, like that kind of fireworks in the land, it is blasphemous, if you want to marry home as a concubine, it is absolutely impossible.

Qingzhou remembered that Wanzhong Mountain was born and died on the battlefield, and exchanged his life for his current status, in exchange for the "Marquis of Zhenyuan" given by the imperial court, if Wan Zi accepted the Qinglou woman as a concubine, it would definitely make the entire Marquis of Zhenyuan Mansion in Beijing become a laughing stock, and even Wanzhong Mountain would make people laugh behind their backs.

Thinking of this, Qingzhou really couldn't bear it, and said to the mother; "Grandmother, Miss Mingxiang..... It's a Qinglou woman. ”

"What about the Qinglou woman," before Wan Mu could speak, the Ning family had already reprimanded; "You are the young lady of the Ministry of Rites, how can you ever win Zi'an's heart? If you can please the masters, and coax Zi'an to guard you at home every day, how can he run out and fall into this field? Ning said, choked up again, these days, because of her son's matter, she was already depressed in her heart, and she was angry with her son just now, she would not complain about her son, so she had to sprinkle all her dissatisfaction on her daughter-in-law.

Seeing her mother-in-law resentful of herself like this, Qingzhou's heart was both sour and bitter, she didn't return a word, only said to Wan Mu; "Grandmother, after all, the husband is now the marquis of Xinyang who is enshrined by the emperor, if she accepts the Mingxiang girl, the granddaughter-in-law is only afraid that it will damage the name of the husband, if so, the grandmother and the mother may wish to choose some daughters from white families for the husband....."

As soon as she said this, Qingzhou stopped, it's not that she has a small heart and can't tolerate others, for her, Wan Zi'an doesn't accept concubines, or how many concubines she accepts, she doesn't care, she just thinks that Wan Zi'an has a bad temper, and now she has broken a pair of legs and has become a cripple, so why let those good girls from white families come to the Hou Mansion to be wronged?

Isn't it enough to trap her in such a cage?

Wan Mu glanced at her and said; "Zi'an likes that Mingxiang very much, grandmother passed you here today, just to inform you." After speaking, Wan Mu paused before saying; "After all, you are the daughter-in-law that Zi'an Ming Media is marrying."

Seeing Wan Mu say this, Qingzhou knew that the wood was already in the boat, she stopped talking, only lowered her eyes, and there was a brief silence in the hall, only Ning's soft sobs.

"I have discussed with your mother, on the ninth day of the next month, the newcomer will enter the house, and my wife doesn't care what the identity of that Mingxiang is, as long as she can make my grandson happy and make him safe, I will be content."

The implication of Wan Mu's words is to blame Qingzhou for not having this ability.

Qingzhou heard Wan Mu's voice, and knew that if Wan Chongshan was in Beijing, he would not agree to them marrying the Qinglou woman into the door.

On the way back, Forsythia couldn't bear it anymore and whispered; "Miss, tell me what this is called, the dignified Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion actually wants to marry a Qinglou woman to enter the door, and they are not afraid of insulting the Hou Ye, where can Sister Yao marry? Thousands of people ride, 10,000 people cross, they are not ashamed....."

"Forsythia!" Qingzhou interrupted Forsythia in a low voice.

Forsythia came back to her senses, and felt that she had spoken too much, and she was unhappy in her heart, and whispered again; "Miss, otherwise, let's have someone send a letter to Master Hou, about the concubine that the uncle wants to take a concubine, tell the Hou Ye, if the Hou Ye is here, he will never let the uncle take a concubine."

Qingzhou stopped, and she turned her eyes to look at Forsythia.

"Miss?" Forsythia was puzzled.

"Forsythia, that's uncle." Qingzhou's voice was low, and his throat was full of sourness, "In the future, no matter what happens, let's not bother him, you know?" ”

"Even if the young lady is bullied, can't you go to him?" Forsythia asked.

Qingzhou shook his head, "Even if I am killed, you can't go to him." ”

"Why, Miss?" Forsythia got up in a hurry.

"I can't hurt him." The tip of Qingzhou's nose was sore, and his vision was blurred.

"But maybe, Master Hou wishes you could harm him?" Forsythia blurted out, and this sentence was tantamount to a thunderclap that exploded next to Qingzhou's ears.

Perhaps, he wished she would harm him?

Qingzhou's heart was shocked, and his heart was soft for a while, and his heart was like numbness.

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