Ning Chen loves his wife

Chapter 742 Sleeping Beauty in the Purple Bamboo Forest
Qingshang didn't wait for Zhuo Nan to speak, approached with a sweet smile on his face and said, "Madam must want to ask Jingyan about marrying Steward Qing." Seeing Zhuo Nan's nod of confirmation, the smile on his face became sweeter.

"After Jingyan left Jinmoju, he went directly to Muqiu Courtyard to look for the old lady.

The old lady disagreed with him marrying the young steward.

Jingyan angered her by not giving an inch.

In a rage, the old lady slandered Steward Qing as the lord's liaison, and said that you deliberately agreed to marry Steward Qing to Jingyan because you wanted to get rid of Steward Qing.Jingyan naturally refused to believe it and went to confront the butler Qing, but was kicked out by Brother Qingyi. "

Zhuo Nan raised her eyebrows: "..." When she first married into Jingfu, she did suspect that the housekeeper Qing was the fox's liaison... Who made the housekeeper Qing serve the fox alone in the entire east courtyard, but later found out She is really overthinking.

Even the green housekeeper can't get close to the fox's body, how could it be Tongfang!

Qingshang waited for Zhuo Nan to go crazy and change his face with a smirk on his face. It was better to go to the housekeeper Qing to trouble him immediately, but... seeing her motionless, it seemed that he had expected it!
Fearing that the world will not be chaotic, he said suspiciously: "Madam, it has been rumored for three years that the housekeeper Qing is the lord master's roommate. You... really don't mind it at all?"

Zhuo Nan stared at Qingshang with half-closed eyes, and said with a slight smile, "If you dare to provoke discord again, I will let you taste the pain of Gu insects to eat your heart first, so that you can understand that I have, much, mind, mind! "

Qing Shang's heart trembled, and he quickly smiled flatteringly. "This servant knows that your relationship with your lord is stronger than gold! Naturally, you don't believe such nonsense and absurd rumors!" The green steward and his lord are innocent.Her plan was exposed by the wife's words, and her desire to watch a good show was shattered...

"Hmph!" Zhuo Nan squinted at her.This ghost girl, even she dares to plot, she is quite courageous.

He fell down on the beauty's couch, and ordered to Qingshang: "My lady rest, you are punished to stand until when my lady wakes up and when it ends."

Qingshang smiled sweetly and asked without fear of death: "You are asleep, you can't see this servant being lazy."

Zhuo Nan smiled slightly and said: "It's okay, you can be lazy when I'm resting. When Jinghuhu comes back, I'll just mention it to him, someone is unpredictable and provokes my relationship with him..."

"..." Qingshang stood upright in an instant, and even bared his teeth to remind Zhuo Nan: "Ma'am, the servant is only punished to stand like this. What if you wake up and think that the servant is slack? How about calling Qingliu to monitor the servant?"

Zhuo Nan smiled meaningfully and said, "I believe in you...."

Qingshang looked at the smirk on Zhuo Nan's face, and begged without tears: "But I don't believe in myself, you wait!" Turning around, he really went to Qingliu, and then actively let her be in Zhuo Nan's place. When Nan was fast asleep, let her monitor herself.

Zhuo Nan looked at Qing Shang, who was self-inflicted, and lay down on the beauty's couch in a happy mood.The breeze blew by, and the rustling of bamboo leaves came from my ears, and I soon fell asleep again.

Qingliu withdrew her gaze, and looked at Qingshang who stood taller than Zizhu with a blank expression. "You've offended Madam again."

Qing Shang glared at her.

Qing Liu glanced at her coldly, turned and walked away.

Qing Shang made a face at Qing Liu's back, and stuck out his tongue.Glancing at the sleeping Zhuo Nan, he ran to the table and sat down on the ground.She knew that Madam was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and she would never ask

His lord will not really punish her if he files a complaint.

Just now, I just played with my wife to tease Bozi and play with her.

She yawned, she was sleepy in summer, so she also took a nap.He lay down on the table and soon fell asleep.

Time passed quietly.When Jing Rong went back to his residence, what he saw was a beautiful scene of beauties sleeping in the purple bamboo forest.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qing Shang who was also sleeping soundly lying on the table, and felt a bit intrusive.

Jing Rongfang stepped lightly into the forest, and the sound of stepping on fallen leaves was clearly audible.

Before he could get close, Qing Shang suddenly felt a dangerous aura approaching, and instantly woke up from his sleep!
Seeing Jing Rong approaching at a glance, his pupils shrank in fright, and he quickly stood up and retreated to the side.

Jing Rong's cold eyes swept across Qing Shang, and looked away at Zhuo Nan who was sleeping on the beauty's couch.He waved his hand to tell Qingshang to go to his study to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and stood by the table to draw with a brush.

After hearing the news, Qingliu and others rushed over, standing quietly by the side one by one, peeking at the white paper under the paperweight from time to time, gradually showing a picture of a sleeping beauty in a purple bamboo forest under his pen.

Zhuo Nan fell into a drowsy sleep, always feeling a pair of eyes staring at her, and suddenly woke up from the dream.Just as he opened his eyes and was about to move, Jing Rong's yelling sound came from his ear. "Don't move, my husband is painting for you."

Zhuo Nan's stiff body gradually softened, and he closed his eyes again without moving, but asked, "Where is the painting? How long do I need to lie down?"

"It will be fine soon." Jing Rong answered in one go.

While admiring the picture of the Sleeping Beauty, he compared Zhuo Nan who was lying on the bed of the beauty to see where there are still shortcomings.

I added a few strokes by hand, and after making sure it was perfect, I let it dry by itself.

It's okay to fall asleep, but it's really uncomfortable to wake up and stay still, Zhuo Nan couldn't help urging: "Then you draw quickly." She thought that when he finished painting, she would grab it!
"It will be ready soon, wait a little longer." Jing Rong picked up the dry painting and admired it carefully, then rolled it up and handed it to Qing Shang who was beside him, and winked at her.

Qing Shang picked up the painting and left.

Qingliu also took away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Liandong and the others saw that Jing Rong had already painted the painting but lied to Zhuo Nan that it was not finished, and even asked Qingshang to put away the painting without letting her take a look at it. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. very hard.

Madam is usually tossing around and bullying others, but when she met my uncle, she was punished instead.

Even Qian Momo watched the joke and didn't remind Zhuo Nan.

When Jing Rong was just painting, he was standing all the time, but now he sat down.No need to be waited on by anyone, he picked up the clean cup turned upside down on the table next to him, poured tea from the purple sand pot with beautiful shoulders and drank it.

Zhuo Nan's ears were so keen that he didn't feel anything wrong when he heard the footsteps of Qingshang and Qingliu leaving.She didn't realize something was wrong until the sound of drinking tea came from her ear!

Besides Jing Rong, who would dare to drink tea privately in front of her?Suddenly turned around and saw that it was so!

Suddenly he stood up from the beauty's couch and went to the table to look left and right, but he found nothing, and Mei Mo stared at Jing Rong, who was only drinking tea and using her as air, and asked, "Where are the paintings?"

Jing Rong put down the teacup in his hand, raised his head and said with a wicked smile on the corner of his lips, "What painting?"

Zhuo Nan's eyes widened immediately!
Didn't draw?He didn't draw!Then he just told her not to move, wasn't he playing tricks on her? !
Gritting his teeth, he stared at Jing Rong's smirking eyebrows. "You, you, me!" Mingming heard his voice painting, what is going on?

(End of this chapter)