The Reborn Wife Returns

Chapter 91 No, I can't (5)
"You don't know, Changning Hou Shizi's staff is the proton of the Western Regions. It is said that the cold poison of the Western Regions was passed down from the royal family." Qi Shaoheng said with a faint smile.

Gong Qinglan fell into contemplation. She knew that there was a proton in the Western Regions, who was wise enough to overwhelm Kyushu, showing his sharpness.But because he has red hair and different eyes, he was called a monster by the national teacher.The king of the Western Regions couldn't bear to kill him, so he abandoned his beloved son and sent him to Dayue.

Unbeknownst to him, he was taken back by Bo Lixi.

"I know you are wary of me in your heart, and I have figured it out. As long as the elder brother can give you happiness, I will guard you behind your back. This proton from the Western Regions, he is a member of the royal family after all, so he must know about this forbidden drug." Qi Shaoheng The appearance of deep regret.

Gong Qinglan's heart was moved. After all, she couldn't bear the pain he suffered every month.Thinking about just getting married, he was in Zhuangzi, so he should avoid her.In the previous life, he had a deep memory of his illness, which is still indelible to this day.

After careful calculation, there are still two days before he will have an attack.

At this moment, even if Qi Shaoheng had laid a net of heaven and earth, she would go for it.

In the dark night, a carriage with the badge of the Qi Mansion passed by another carriage, and slowly stopped at the side door of the Qi Mansion.

Chang Shun jumped off the carriage, set up the wooden ladder, opened the curtain, and waited respectfully for Qi Jingfeng to come down.

Qi Jingfeng's dark eyes were as deep as the night, and he walked towards Haitang Garden with light but steady steps, and then turned around and went to the study.

"Eldest young master, aren't you going to the main house?" Changshun asked suspiciously. In the past, when there was nothing to do, the young master just kept going to see the young mistress. There is nothing important today, so why did he go to the study?
Qi Jingfeng paused slightly, why didn't he want to hug her and fall asleep?However, the look in her eyes that day hurt him after all.Is it so difficult to accept him?

"It's too late, the eldest young mistress has already rested, and I'm afraid it will disturb her if she passes by now." Qi Jingfeng suppressed the pain in his eyes, and was about to walk forward, but he stood still in the same place, looking at the water pavilion , that elegant back.

Milky white soft silk trails in long clusters, dancing with the wind in the cool evening wind.Blue silk scattered like a waterfall behind her back, and a simple wishful hairpin with white jade inlaid with red coral beads and double knots was inserted.

It was Gong Qinglan's usual attire, Qi Jingfeng's gloomy face softened slightly, and he raised his feet and walked towards the pavilion.

The people in the booth seemed to sense that someone was coming.Tilting his head slightly, he smiled sweetly.

Qi Jingfeng's footsteps faltered, and his face became gloomy.

Gong Qingya acted as if she hadn't seen it, and walked down with a smile, her twisted waist was as enchanting as a water snake.

"Brother-in-law is well." Qiaoxiao Qianxi bent over to salute, and just rightly revealed the two plump lumps, like a jumping little white rabbit, ready to come out.

Under the cold moonlight, she was covered with a layer of silver light, adding a bit of nobility, holiness, and abstinence-like beauty, but it was full of temptation everywhere.

Qi Jingfeng had blue veins on his forehead, and his face was as black as ink.

Chang Shun secretly wiped his sweat aside, it turned out that it was my sister-in-law who wanted to climb on her brother-in-law's bed.The kindness of the eldest young mistress to her aunt was in vain, but this was the repayment.

"Brother-in-law, it's more dewy, go sit in the house quickly. My sister is feeling a little unwell today, so she rested early and told her to prepare a supper for you." Gong Qingya's every move resembled Gong Qinglan's, even her gentle and lovely The dear smile, imitated penetratingly.

"Excuse me." Qi Jingfeng passed her and took a few steps. Qingrun ordered Changshun: "Go to the ancestral hall and add an ancestral precept. All descendants of the Qi family, no matter whether they are aunts or concubines, will be raised by the aunt. Don't have rules. Ruin the style of the family." After saying that, he went to Haitang Court.

Gong Qingya's face was blue and white, and a sense of humiliation was born spontaneously.Looking resentfully and unwillingly at his back blending into the night, determination flashed in his eyes.

Back then, she framed him to impure her innocence, so why not today?In his eyes, he probably didn't like her because she didn't have self-respect, right?
Touching her proud cheek, she ordered Cui'e to bring a jar of Zhuyeqing.

"Boom! Crash—" There was a sudden sound of smashing and breaking of porcelain from the next door.

The sharp old cry made Gong Qingya's hands tremble in fright, and she looked around.

"Bang bang—" the sound of pounding on the wall resounded in Gong Qingya's ears dully.Restraining the fear in my heart, I walked slowly to the wall, hearing the hysterical abuse from inside, and my heart moved.

Quietly entered the courtyard next door, looked at the locked door, Gong Qingya went back to the house, brought the little stick to the old lady's courtyard, put it under the window, and climbed in with the little stick.

Opening the curtain, Gong Qingya hadn't entered yet.The old lady looked at the familiar Bai, and smashed it with a porcelain cup.

"Hiss—" Gong Qingya held her forehead and took a deep breath.

The old lady's bloodshot eyes saw that she was dressed similarly to Gong Qinglan's, and even her appearance was three points similar.The hand that was placed under the quilt tightened, and cursed: "You poor family, unvirtuous and unfilial, dare to imprison me. Unless I die, or one day, I will spread your evil image and let the world break it. your spine."

Gong Qingya was startled, then saw her attire, and realized that the old lady mistook her for Gong Qinglan!I was secretly happy in my heart, and said quickly: "What did the old lady say? My sister has a good heart, how can she be so vicious?"

"Are you that bitch's sister? It's not a good thing, nor is it a good thing!" The old lady grabbed things indiscriminately and threw them at Gong Qingya.

Gong Qingya dodged, and said in a hurry: "Old lady, my sister has a bad temper. Last time I came back to the door, my aunt just said a rude word, so she grounded my aunt. Now my aunt fell ill because of being confined. I have never done anything to my sister. Half a complaint, after all, we are a family. Fortunately, my sister has a good life and married a husband who loves her."

The old lady stopped abruptly. Although she said she was defending Gong Qinglan, she belittled and accused her everywhere.The last sentence is even more meaningful.Looking at her clothes, the old lady knew it clearly.

"You fell in love with your brother-in-law? Heh, it's a good story for sisters to serve a husband together." The old lady smiled fiercely, and her gloomy tone was like a ghost crawling out of hell, which was extraordinarily creepy.The voice changed: "You spread my news, and I will make your wish come true."

The two reached a consensus, and Gong Qinglan followed Qi Shaoheng to a house in the south of the city.

The butler opened the door and welcomed the two inside.

Gong Qinglan was full of thoughts about the cold poison of the Western Regions, and had no idea to observe the surrounding scenery at all, so she turned around and came to the hot spring.

Bo Lixi's hair was loose, soaked in the hot spring, her strong chest was exposed, and her honey-colored skin was dotted with crystal clear water droplets, which was extremely alluring.

"My son, I brought him here for you. If you have any conditions, you can discuss it with your sister-in-law in private." Qi Shaoheng said with a chuckle, and hurried down when he saw the son waving his hand.Ask the steward of the hidden path: "Where's the money?"

(End of this chapter)