Salted Fish Lady Loves to Eat Melons

Chapter 183 Let’s write a new chapter together and live up to our youth.

Xie Shaoqing turned around, mounted his horse, and rode away without even looking back, leaving behind a trail of messy dust.

He had just returned from an audience with the emperor at the palace, and received a secret decree to exile the eldest sons of the Yin and Wen families to the northwest together.

He wanted to tell the two young masters immediately so that they could be mentally prepared and say goodbye to their families properly.

So when Concubine Wen asked him to go in and see his elder brother, he agreed without hesitation.

Wen Mingzhu looked at Xie Xiaofeng's hurriedly leaving back, and a deep disappointment surged in her heart.

Every time she looked at him, she felt an inexplicable throbbing, as if they were a couple reuniting after a long separation.

But now there is a huge gap between their statuses, and she just wants to talk to him. She doesn't plan to do anything out of the ordinary at the moment.

But the other party ran away when he saw her. What happened?
"Your Majesty, please come in. I will take you to see Master Wen." The chief judge of the Dali Temple said respectfully.

"You fat pig, who asked you to lead me? I don't want to go in now." Wen Mingzhu stomped her feet in anger after saying this.

Her visit to Wen Yanting was just an excuse, and now she didn't want to act anymore, so she left angrily with the eunuchs and palace maids.

"Your Majesty, please take care." The Chief Judge of the Court did not dare to say a word even though Wen Mingzhu called him a fat pig. He just respectfully watched Wen Mingzhu leave.

Fan Shiliu was very sad when she saw that her lover ignored her, but she felt happy again when she saw that he also disliked Concubine Wen.

"Now that we're out, let's go shopping." Fan Shiliu said happily to the maids.

"Yes, Miss." The maids excitedly said in unison.

Wen Qingwan arrived at the designated private room but did not see Su Jiu. She knew he might have been delayed by something.

Jinlan and Jinyun were checking accounts in the mansion, while Jinque and Jinliu were standing at the door waiting for Su Jiu.

She was very leisurely in this life, so naturally she had time to wait for others, so she was not in a hurry at all, since it was not lunch time yet anyway.

The midday sun in August is not as harsh anymore. It shines through the window of the private room, casting a golden glow on the ground.

The breeze blew gently, taking away the heat and bringing a hint of coolness. She stood quietly in front of the window.

Because Wen Qingwan drank the spiritual spring water, her hearing was very good. The Dali Temple and Zui Xiang Lou were only two streets apart, but she could hear everything going on over there clearly.

People often say that pampering makes people arrogant, even though Wen Mingzhu carries the memories of her past life.

But she has been spoiled by the Wen family father and son for a long time. No matter how capable she is, it is difficult for her to avoid becoming a useless person.

The prince has been put under house arrest, yet she still dares to parade around in public!
I don’t know if the prince will have a rift with her. Wen Qingwan lived with the prince for ten years in her previous life.

In the early days, she lived in the Eastern Palace, and for the sake of her life she understood the prince's temper very well.

The prince appears to be cheerful and heroic on the surface, but that is all a pretend protection. Although he is the prince, he is very inferior in his heart.

Be it in appearance or talent, the Crown Prince is not as good as the Third Prince and the Fifth Prince. He is even inferior to the Second Prince who has no ambition to serve in the court.

He and the Crown Princess were rumored to be a perfect match, but his relationship with her did not last more than a year, and she eventually died of depression.

The prince pretended to be heartbroken during the day, and that night he embraced the two beauties and made love with them.

The prince was a bohemian man who viewed women as passers-by. There were countless beauties around him, but they were all forgotten after a brief moment of pleasure.

Many beauties were in favor the day before, but the next day they would be banished to the cold palace at best, and in serious cases, their bodies would be left exposed in the wilderness.

Wen Mingzhu has been married to him for half a year, and I don’t know how much affection the prince still has for her!
In addition to making him feel bored, are there other feelings lingering in his heart? Wen Qingwan's mind was churning with those dusty memories, and faint thoughts were surging in her heart.

Those humble or busy times in the previous life seem to be right in front of us, yet seem out of reach.

Wen Yanting, who was full of vigor and vitality in his previous life, mocked her before she died, saying that it was no use for her to be the queen, as she was still a hen that didn't lay eggs.

At this time, he was imprisoned, and it was not known whether he would be executed immediately or later.

Wen Qingwan was also very conflicted. She wanted him to be executed immediately, but she also wanted him to live to see her have children and grandchildren.

Thinking of having many children and grandchildren, Wen Qingwan thought of Xiao Jin. Although that man was not particularly talented, he was very handsome.

He has always been self-disciplined and well-behaved, and has made countless achievements at a young age. Why haven't I heard that he has ever been favored by noble ladies?
It doesn't matter that he cannot be the ideal partner in the eyes of noble ladies, because she just doesn't like men who attract many women.

If she hadn't had the remote watermelon-eating talisman, she wouldn't have known that the unspoken feelings between them weighed so heavily in his heart.

There was such a deep friendship hidden in his heart that her feelings for him grew quietly every day.

Wen Qingwan was intoxicated in this tranquility, feeling the passage of time and recalling the past moments between her and Xiao Jin.

If time could go back to their wedding night, she would definitely not be so anxious as to not dare to read his mind.

She will surely read his mind quietly and spend a wonderful and unforgettable wedding night with him.

Fortunately, there is still time for everything. She must seize this life, write a new chapter with him, and live up to her youth.

Xiao Jin always hoped that she would sit in the yard to enjoy the flowers and drink tea, and she would send him a silver note once in a while.

He always reminded her thousands of times not to work too hard. In her previous life, she was depressed and toiled all her life, working hard all her energy, but no one appreciated her hard work.

She is a flesh and blood, a delicate woman, and deep down she needs someone to love and care for her.

His nagging instructions were her motivation, and besides, she really didn't need to work hard in this life, as she got those banknotes with just a simple fight.

If she told him that she was fighting with others, he would definitely exaggerate and think that she was risking her life…

When Su Xiaomin and Su Jiu arrived at the door, they used their mouths to stop the two maids at the door from disturbing the people inside.

She quietly pushed the door open and saw the person in the private room smiling softly and warmly.

She looked at him for a long time before she apologized softly, "I'm sorry Madam Fairy, we're late."

"The eldest lady of the Su family is here too. It's not too late. I just arrived a while ago." Wen Qingwan said softly.

There was a smile on her face as she spoke. That indifferent smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, gentle and sincere.

"Madam Fairy, do you still remember me?" Su Xiaomin exclaimed in surprise.

"I saw you in the East Palace that day." Wen Qingwan blinked her eyes mischievously, which was rare for her. In fact, she was not good at lying.

Because she and Su Xiaomin were sisters-in-law and their only friends in her previous life, that's why she remembered her.

Su Xiaomin is a 25-year-old soul in the future, and Wen Qingwan also lived to her twenties in her previous life.

The two of them hit it off immediately and chatted non-stop while standing by the window.

Wen Qingwan's brows were filled with smiles as she spoke, making her whole face look bright and gentle.

Su Jiu stood at the door dumbfounded. Was she really the evil woman who beat people without blinking an eye that night?