Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 105: Like a Dream, Not a Dream (Part [-]) Part [-]

Wen Qian sent away the mu cup, and Xinghuo and Xinghuo entered the room calmly under Zhunqing's half-smile eyes.

Back in the room, Wen Qian saw that Liu Jing was making the bedding beside the bed, spreading out the brand new brocade quilt, then picked up the pillow, put on the gauze cover, and thoughtfully placed ice cubes in the corner of the room to cool off the heat.

Wen Qian was a little embarrassed, walked over and coughed, "Miss Liu, you don't have to be so troublesome, the maids of Longyin Escort can do these things, go back to your room and rest!"

Liu Jing raised her eyebrows lightly, playing her cards unreasonably.

"Master Shaogu forgot, I am also the servant girl in charge of serving and protecting you now."

Then, without hesitation, she pulled out a thin quilt from under the bed and walked to the wooden couch beside her.

"Master Shaogu, although we are safe in the Longyin Escort, I still want to keep watch for you." Liu Jing said as she lay down with her clothes on and put the quilt on her body.

Wen Qian was speechless: "..."

Annoyed that this person couldn't distinguish the polite refusal in the words, or deliberately put him in the army!
Liu Jing was lying on the wooden couch, seeing Wen Qian motionless, she couldn't help but frowned.

There was an expression of sudden realization on his face, and he immediately got up and walked to Wen Qian, with a smile: "It's the servant who is ignorant, and it's time to wait for Master Shaogu to change his clothes!"

When Liu Jing was speaking, there was an imperceptible tease in her eyes, and she stretched out a pair of white and tender jade hands, as if she was going to take off her warm and shallow coat.

Wen Qian took a step back in a hurry, with a dark face, displeased and impatient: "Get out!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and looked directly at Liu Jing.

Seeing Wen Qian being so indifferent and calm, Liu Jing felt very uncomfortable, and knowing that she owed his friendship in her previous life, she lowered her eyes guiltyly, and then walked out of the room step by step.

Wen Qian gave a wry smile, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Just as she was about to take off her shoes and socks, she saw Ma Ya struggling to bring a basin of steaming water for washing her feet into the room.

She smiled sweetly: "Clan brother, I will wash your feet."

"Thank you, I'll do it myself." Wen Qian got out of bed and walked quickly over to Maya's move, taking the porcelain basin in her hand.

Ma Ya just watched Wen Qian sit on the chair, take off her shoes and socks slowly, and put her feet into the basin.

Her expression was slightly embarrassing, her hospitality failed again...

Wen Qian glanced at her, her voice was cool, with a hint of coldness: "I told you that you don't need to treat yourself as a maid, so don't do these things in the future."

For Maya, a time-traveling girl, Wen Qian just wanted to stay away from her...

A trace of frustration flashed quickly in Maya's eyes. Seeing that Wen Qian had washed her feet, she smiled and handed over the handkerchief to wipe her feet.

Wen Qian paused, quickly took the handkerchief from Maya's hand, wiped the water droplets on her feet casually, and returned the handkerchief to her in a hurry, and said lightly: "You can go."

Seeing Wen Qian's indifferent attitude of throwing it away after using it up, Ma Ya gritted her teeth and stood looking at him aggrievedly: "Brother Clan, can I stay with you and love him..."

"Get out!" Unmoved, Wen Qian looked at Ma Ya coldly.

Maya was secretly annoyed, blushing with anger, and slowly picked up the porcelain basin on the ground, but her eyes kept falling on Wen Qian, hoping that he would soften his heart, or suddenly discover her tenderness and beauty.

Wen Qian couldn't stand Maya who was secretly eyeballing. He didn't feel flattered at all about the temptation of this time-traveling woman, only the hairs on his back.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the tepid Maya out of the door, and slammed the door shut and locked.

Wen Qian lay casually on the bed, the cool and comfortable temperature in the whole room spread all over her body, and the stuffiness and fatigue all over her body slowly dissipated.

Smelling the faint fragrance burning in the room, he began to let go of his thoughts.

Then he thought that the reason for the assassination of Princess Chu Anning was that Ah Yue used the name of the Lord to ask Fu Qing to assassinate Princess Chu Anning but failed.

Then the assassination on the boat later was the Lord's intention...why?
Didn't Ah Yue say that the lord has close contacts with Chu Qin, the eldest son of Anyang Palace?

How could he ask his subordinates to assassinate his sister?

Also, he was hunted down one after another by the master of Anyang Tower, does it have anything to do with his coming to Siyang City?

However, there were too few clues, and Wen Qian couldn't confirm any useful information for a while.

After a while, sleepiness struck, he yawned, and then fell asleep.

"Tick tock, tick tock—"

Wen Qian heard the sound of rain, and he opened his eyes involuntarily, and looked around subconsciously.

At this moment, he is standing on a pavilion and promenade. In the distance, pools, pavilions and waterside pavilions are reflected in the green bamboo and green leaves. Layers of rockery and strange rocks, flower beds and bonsai are dotted among them.

The foggy weather gradually cleared up, and it looked like it had just rained, and there were still drops of rain falling from the eaves above the pavilion.

Wen Qian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was sheltering from the rain in the pavilion, just: "What is this place? Why am I here?"

Unable to figure out why she was in an unfamiliar pavilion, Wen Qian had no choice but to walk out of the pavilion to find out.

As soon as he walked past the pool hall and water pavilion, he saw two guards standing beside the rockery not far away, smiling and whispering.

Seeing someone, Wen Qian looked happy and walked up quickly.

The smile on the corner of the mouth of one of the younger guards deepened, but the eyes under the majestic and thick eyebrows did not smile much, but there was a hint of ridicule: "I didn't expect that Mrs. Wen Shangshu looked dignified and demure in front of you." , will be captured by our prince, and still in this rockery..."

"Cough, cough cough." The older guard pretended to cough, seeing that there was no one else, he stopped pretending and was willing to chat with the new guard cheerfully.

"What's so rare about this, our lord is the only younger brother of the Holy Majesty today, and the Holy Majesty is already in his thirties, and no concubine in the harem can give birth to a son and a half for the royal family. On our lord? I heard that the Holy Majesty is going to choose an outstanding son from the palace to adopt into the palace, so there must be women rushing to conceive and have children for the lord."

"So it's for reaching the sky in one step!" The young guard nodded in approval after hearing the reason, and at the same time, his eyes were full of gossip.

"It's more than that, the young and promising Wen Shangshu is a celebrity in front of the sage, this is why our prince took the risk and tried every means to get Mrs. Wen away from Wen Shangshu's side, just to make her pregnant with the prince's flesh and blood as soon as possible. "

The older guard looked gloating, and when he spoke, he glanced at the back of the rockery meaningfully.

Wen Qian, who was about to approach, heard the conversation between the two of them clearly, stopped in her footsteps, and felt very sympathetic to that Wen Shangshu in her heart.

He couldn't help looking at the direction behind the rockery. It seems that no matter what era, there are people with bad morals.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that no matter whether he was a woman or a man, he only loved and never married.

Sure enough, I'm still single and happy, so I don't have to worry about wearing a cuckold.

Wen Qian shook her head, turned around and walked towards the hanging flower door on the other side.

As soon as she came out of the hanging flower door, she saw a dignified lady wearing a deep red high-necked dress and a lavender cloak. Her beautiful red phoenix eyes were slightly cold: "Wen Shangshu, I really didn't expect that a farmer's wife would dare to recite the words." Let your husband do such a disgraceful thing to the family, are you...willing to do that?"

"What and what?" Wen Qian didn't understand for a while, her black eyes looked at the noble lady who was speaking with confusion, and said uncertainly: "Are you talking to me?"

"Wen Shangshu, is there anyone else here besides you?" Mrs. Guiqi flicked her long sleeves angrily, and stared at Wen Qian with eyes that hated iron and steel, "Sure enough, a man as capable as Wen Shangshu has to Without Madam's sincere company, it's really a drink and a peck!"

"No, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand!" Looking at her complicated expression, Wen Qian was speechless.

Although his surname is Wen, he is not a Wen Shangshu.

"Oh!" Mrs. Guiqi sneered again and again, and stretched out her jade finger to point at Wen Qian: "Wen Shangshu, Wen Qian! You have not been able to pretend to be confused in front of this princess for a day or two. The favored person is so confident and deserves it." You were kept in the dark!"

After finishing speaking, she stopped looking at him and left Wen Qian the back of her head in aloofness.

Wen Qian was startled when he heard the word Wen Gan, and when he remembered the conversation between the two guards at the beginning, his eyes suddenly widened.

"I'm going! I'm actually the Wen Shangshu they are talking about? What's going on!"

After clarifying her thoughts, Wen Qian used Qinggong and went straight to the back of the rockery, wanting to find out.

(End of this chapter)