Empress Mi Benji

Chapter 8

Boiling the soup, slowly telling his own experience, frankly and without concealing anything, from becoming a ghost on the execution ground, to being tried in the underworld, and finally to being Wang Lalang's partner in rotation, what he thinks.

"If the gentleman dislikes that the concubine is no longer the daughter of the boudoir, you can write a letter of divorce, and the concubine is willing to reconcile with the gentleman." Si Qinmi collected the soup and medicine, put it in a medium bowl, and sat on the bed again, stirring the medicine juice with a spoon, lips Move and close, and blow the cooling concoction.

He obviously has a gentle attitude, but it feels like a forced palace.

"The King of Hades is a matchmaker, so An dare to disobey." He smiled, originally wanting to lighten up the atmosphere with a smile.

"You don't need to find other excuses. If you don't want to, I won't force you. I owe you." Si Qinmi put down the bowl and said angrily.

"It's obvious that I owe you, but it's a pity that you are destined to be immortal in the first life." Zhuang Xun remedied, saying that he owed himself because he lost the fate of immortality in the next life.

"If the lord accepts the concubine for this reason, there is no need for it. The concubine also knows the reason for his wife to marry a boudoir girl. The lord has no choice but to marry a concubine, and the concubine does not want to fetter the lord. The concubine can earn a lifetime of immortality. I can earn another life." Si Qin Mi said firmly.

"I don't agree with this sentence. My ancestors said: To marry a wife is to marry a virtuous woman. The virtuous woman is well known by the gods. It is a good match made in heaven. How can I deviate from it? If the lady doesn't dislike it, I would like to have an eternal bond with the lady." In this situation, why do you refuse, Zhuang Xun directly called to the lady, holding her catkin.

A good wife who is recognized by ghosts and gods will make a lot of money if she marries.

This is also Zhuang Xun's true thought. Although Si Qin Mi is disfigured, she is really gentle and orderly. When she marries, she feels like she is married to a good wife. As for whether she is a boudoir girl or not, he, a traveler, doesn't care so much.

"If Qing is worthy of my concubine, then my concubine will also be worthy of my honor." Si Qinmi could feel the sincerity in Zhuang Xun's mouth and made a promise.

"With a wife, there is no second heart." Zhuang Xun also said emotionally after being underwhelmed by the atmosphere.

"A concubine is not a jealous wife. It's okay to like a concubine and a beautiful woman." Si Qin Mi smiled, and pulled out her hand to pick up the soup again.

"..." Zhuang Xun was silenced by her words.

After taking a sip of the decoction, Zhuang Xun choked out a sentence: "Then how can I be wronged you."

"Divorce your wife." Si Qin Mi's tone didn't change, but the atmosphere changed a lot.

"Are you thinking about Lord Zhenguo? I'm sorry." Under this atmosphere, Zhuang Xun naturally thought of the letter of divorce and what happened to Lord Zhenguo's mansion, and said it casually, and immediately realized what nonsense he had said.

"That's the case, why should your lord apologize, you should reprimand the concubine." Si Qinmi delivered the cold decoction to Zhuang Xun's mouth, expressionless.

"Uh, you and Duke Zhen are very affectionate." Listening to her description of the situation in Duke Zhen's mansion, Zhuang Xun said with feeling.

"I once made an oath that death will be the same acupuncture point." Si Qin Mi's tone was indifferent, and the bowl she was holding began to tremble slightly.

"Don't be sad, I can't let you down." Zhuang Xun has a strong ability to detect words and emotions, he comforted him, took the bowl of soup and medicine, and took a sip.

"I used to be someone else's wife, so it's hard to accept the favor of your husband, and my concubine is not a boudoir girl, so it's hard to test my true intentions." Si Qin Mi's body trembled, and there was a bit of bitterness.

"Whether a boudoir girl or a boudoir girl, I just like married women, I like this kind of mature and gentle, I can't tell if my thoughts are true or not, no matter you believe me or not, it is a responsibility to treat you as a wife, and you are not responsible either." I, I will not fail you." Zhuang Xun leaned forward and put the medicine bowl back on the table beside him, and hugged Si Qin Mi with both hands, his brain was burned, but his thoughts were extremely clear.

"There is no one who likes a wife. A wife is not clean anymore. I feel extremely ashamed to remarry as my wife." Si Qinmi touched Zhuang Xun's cheek, the scorching temperature made her heart tremble, and she knew it was comforting words Still makes people happy.

"How come, some people in my hometown just like wives, and they are called Cao thieves. Maybe I can tell you about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. This country doesn't have it. Unfortunately, I only remember the classic plots, and I can't restore them one by one. In this story, there is a prince who likes wives to cough..." Zhuang Xun said in a dignified manner, his throat was itchy and he couldn't help coughing.

"Okay, there is no need to explain, I believe it, lie down, I will help you wipe your sweat." Si Qinmi accepted Zhuang Xun's words with a smile.

The towel gently brushed his cheeks, the medicine took effect, Zhuang Xun's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the hand stretched out from the side quilt grabbed Si Qin Mi's clothes, and he fell asleep again.

Looking at Zhuang Xun who was asleep, Si Qin Mi felt a little tired.

There was a bed in the side room, but seeing Zhuang Xun's hand holding her clothes, she hesitated for a moment, took off her shoes, lifted the quilt and leaned on the same pillow with Zhuang Xun, since she recognized the fact of remarriage, she should share the same bed.

Zhuang Xun vaguely felt that Si Qinmi was under his bed, so he hugged her in a daze. This was his wife. Si Qinmi seemed to put something on him, but he didn't care. When he woke up the next day, he saw, There is an extra herring jade pendant on the chest.

There was only a scent of fragrance left in the bed, and Si Qinmi had been making medicine for Zhuang Xun early on. Yesterday, she boiled medicine in the room in order to take care of Zhuang Xun at any time. Today she went to the kitchen.

Zhuang Xun's whole body was sore and weak, but he followed the sound and walked towards the kitchen. He felt much better and didn't need to take medicine anymore.

He walked to the door of the kitchen, but stood there in a daze.

The beauty's hair is knotted, her oval cheeks are clean and flawless, like a bright moon with flaws, she is rich and noble, her pair of phoenix eyes attract the soul, her brows are lightened into sparse shadows, her eyebrows are frowned, her eyebrows are frowning, her lips are red, she is beautiful , the flowers are like peaches and plums, the posture is slim, misty and misty, and there is a fairy atmosphere. The peony fairy comes down to the earth, with an elegant demeanor, growing lotuses every step of the way, surrounded by butterflies.

The corners of the eyes are hooked and charming, full of love for half a lifetime, looking back and staring, the pulse is full of charm, honey water and peachy, ruthless begets love, the so-called charming but not demonic, the eyes are moving, deplorable and sad, the beauty is obsessed, and it will cause thousands of kalpas.

Plain clothes can hardly hide the celestial appearance, graceful and graceful, standing beautiful and charming, with heavenly fragrance and national beauty, and magnificent appearance.

"Mr. Lang, you should rest on the bed. Seeing my concubine like this, it seems strange." The beauty first scolded, and when she found that Zhuang Xun's eyes were wrong, she said strangely and puzzled.

"You're so beautiful, how did you recover from your disfigurement?" Zhuang Xun blushed and his heart beat faster.

"Disfigurement? Go back to bed first, we'll take care of the medicine when it's ready." Si Qinmi helped Zhuang Xun back to bed and said.

"I'm already cured, I don't need to take medicine anymore." Zhuang Xun said proactively, not wanting to bother Si Qinmi to make medicine.

The high fever has subsided, and now there is only body aches after excessive exercise.

"Illnesses come and go like a mountain, and go away like silk. How can it be so easy." Touching Zhuang Xun's forehead, the beauty showed a comfortable smile.

Zhuang Xun looked at her cheek, played with the herring jade pendant, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What does my lord want to eat, my concubine prepares it for him." Thinking about the boiled soup, he persuaded Zhuang Xun to go back to the room, and Si Qinmi was going to go back to the kitchen.

"Rice porridge is fine, mother...you don't have to worry about it." Yesterday Si Qinmi faced the disfigured Si Qinmi calling her a lady without any burden, but today she is embarrassed to call her a lady in front of a fairy-looking Si Qinmi.

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