Changqing glanced at the books on the piano rack, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched, he cleared his throat and said to Su Yin: "The young master of my family said that Miss Su has always had revenge and revenge, and she must answer kindness." ”

Su Yin looked at his mouth and closed one by one, and couldn't help but turn dark, what she said was true, she was such a character, but what does this have to do with women's morality and women's words.

Unexpectedly, Changqing continued: "The young master of my family also said that it is not a great favor to help Miss Su this time, it just so happens that he lacks a few books here, so he asked the girl to copy each book ten times, and it can be regarded as two clear!"

The vividness of Changqingxue is like Rong Hua's posture.

Su Yin glanced at Changqing: "What else did the young master of your family say?"

Who is he?

He is the young master of the Qingchuan Rong family, how could he lack a few books.

It's still this woman's virtue, woman's words.

He had no women and no daughters, and there would be a need for such books.

Under Su Yin's gaze, Changqing said seriously: "The young master of my family said that it doesn't hurt if Miss Su is unwilling, you can calculate the grace of saving each other a few times before, and maybe let Miss Su do something else." ”

As soon as Changqing's voice fell, Su Yin said loudly: "When did I say I don't want to!"

Changqing suddenly smiled, squinted at Su Yin and said, "Miss Su is naturally the best if she is willing!"

Then he retreated with a few servants.

Su Yin's face was a little ugly, she rudely grabbed the two books, walked to the table in a few steps, dipped the pen in ink, pushed away the bamboo slips, and wrote them one by one.

Changqing glanced at her from the window and couldn't help but smile.

What kind of person is the young master of his family!

He's pretty clear.

Women's Virtue!

Probably only the young master could come up with such an idea.

He didn't have that kind of book there.

It was nothing more than listening to Su Yin praise Zhao Chu a few words, and she was angry in her heart, and it was inconvenient to attack.

Now in the whole world, no one knows that Su Ayin is his wife.

is nothing more than using such a reason to vent the sulkness in my heart.

By the way, let her know what is a woman's virtue and what is a woman's words.

I have to say that the young master is really well-intentioned.

Good intentions!

As soon as Changqing came in, Rong Hua opened his mouth and asked, "What's the matter?"

Changqing walked over with a smile on his face, but he didn't speak yet.

Rong Hua then said, "Do you want to?"

Rong Hua, dressed in a plain white robe, was attached to the table to deal with important things everywhere, and he glanced at Changqing a few times casually.

It seems to be an inconsequential look, but it is so eager.

Changqing said truthfully: "Originally, she was a little reluctant, but I said according to the young master's words, even if she didn't want to, she still copied it." ”

The corners of Rong Hua's mouth twitched, and she lowered her eyes: "It's time for her to take care of her temperament!"

Changqing could see his seriousness, he looked at Rong Hua deeply a few times, and muttered: "My subordinates have a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not!"

Rong Hua swept it away: "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

A trace of worry flashed on Changqing's face: "I'm afraid that the family can't tolerate her!"

As soon as his voice fell, Rong Hua immediately laughed.

He raised his eyes to look at Changqing, and said slowly: "The family can't tolerate her, what does it have to do with me? What does it have to do with her?"

His people didn't need a family nod.

Changqing didn't know the deep meaning of his words, and he didn't say anything at the moment.

Rong Hua is immersed in dealing with all kinds of things.

For a long time, Changqing couldn't hold it back, and couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

He raised his head and asked cautiously, "Young Master, where is she good?"

Just got into your eyes?

The rest of the words Changqing did not speak.

If you talk about appearance, there are people who are more beautiful than her, if you talk about her background, her background is really not worth mentioning, if you talk about intelligence, it is just a little anxious.

But what kind of woman is beside these young masters!

Rong Hua glanced away: "You don't need to know about her goodness!"

Rong Hua only said this, then lowered his head again, took the pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote hard.

On this day, she was in the east and he was in the west, both attached to the table and buried in the bamboo slips.

The years are quiet!

Handan City is closed at the gates, and the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, looking panicked.

The huge royal palace was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside the forbidden army.

The sky was overcast, just like Handan City at this time.

The king was dressed in a jet-black robe, with flying needles and threads on it, and the dragon patterns were complicated, and his face was gloomy, sitting on the dragon throne, squinting at the people kneeling below.

Zhao Yi had already taken off his prison uniform, he knelt in front of the king with a dignified appearance, and arched his hand and said: "Father, you are old, and it is time to retire to the harem to recuperate." ”

Behind him were countless archers.

One by one, they drew their bows and arrows, and the arrows pointed directly at the king.

"Humph!" The king smiled coldly, didn't say a word, and didn't even look at Zhao Yi.

He swept through everyone present.

Among them are the women he loved, the courtiers he relied on, and the close friends and confidants who grew up with him and accompanied him through many ups and downs.

Mrs. Hua is dressed in full costume and her makeup is meticulous, and the years seem to have left no traces on her.

She bowed, knelt in front of the king, raised her head and said: "Thanks to the king's years of teaching, Yi'er will definitely become a generation of Ming monarchs, so that my Zhao Kingdom will win all countries, please pass on the throne to Yi'er, and retire to the harem to retire to the harem to live for the rest of the day." ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Hua couldn't kneel.

"Good, good, good......" The king glanced at her, said a few times, and then smiled: "You are all very good!"

There was no fear on his face.

Su Qingyuan put on a military uniform and strode out.

His knees weakened, knelt down in front of the king, and said, "Please pass on the king's position in Gongziyi!"

The king's eyes narrowed, and his gaze fell on Su Qingyuan, and the edge of his eyes was fully revealed.

He smiled deeply: "What a Su Qing, it really impresses the widow." ”

Su Qingyuan's back straightened and he didn't say a word.

Today you can only succeed, not fail!

"Slap ......" The king landed on the table in front of him with a palm, slowly stood up, he looked around, and smiled coldly: "You guys are trying to force the palace, so bold!"

As soon as his voice fell, no one in the room spoke.

At this time, Xiao Yin stood up, he walked to the king step by step, but he did not kneel.

The king looked at him intently.

Xiao Yin crossed his hands and said in a deep voice: "Please pass on the throne to the king!"