Painting Tang Jiao

Chapter 136
"Little Marquis, don't you know it's wrong to break into a private house?" What's more, he entered the house of a woman who has not left the pavilion.

Zhao Yang's face turned red, as if he saw a trace of disgust in Qing Huan's eyes, no, it wasn't for this, Zhao Yang hurriedly reached out his hand...

Qing Huan was startled, and hurriedly backed away.

This retreat directly hit the door.

He slammed into the door and made a sound.

"Girl, what's the matter, is there anything wrong?" After a while, Xiang Nong's slightly anxious voice sounded outside the door.

Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but... Looking at the person standing in front of her, she could barely hear herself replying calmly: "It's okay, I accidentally bumped into a chair, I'll rest for a while, you go down."

Shannon frowned.

Hearing footsteps leaving behind the door, Qing Huan pointed to the window in the room.

Zhao Yang nodded, and the two walked to the window. Qing Huan stepped forward and lowered the window. It was not in her heart that she had never thought about letting Zhao Yang go out, but judging by his situation, she might have to speak up.

I was afraid that someone would see something through the window during the persuasion.

Qing Huan sighed. To be a human being, one must be gracious and not cause trouble for others.Now living in Cheng's mansion, if the news that he was in the same room with a man alone and widowed would be spread.Not only the people in Cheng's mansion now, even Cheng Ao'er who is married will also be affected.

"Young Master, if there is nothing else, please go back." Qing Huan said softly.

"You really don't want to?" Zhao Yang looked at Qing Huan persistently.

The eyes are bright and watch without blinking.

Qing Huan took a deep breath, and said after a long time: "Yes, I don't want to."

"Young master."

"Zhao Yang."

Facing Zhao Yang who suddenly became stronger, Qing Huan was at a loss and wanted to retreat further.

"Call me Zhao Yang."

Qing Huan opened her mouth: "Zhao Yang, I don't want to."

Zhao Yang's eyes lit up first, then dimmed.

Qing Huan's heart suddenly hurt, it shouldn't be like this.

"I... don't want to be an aunt." Qing Huan continued.

Zhao Yang's eyes lit up again.

That's right, that's how I look like Lord Zhao Xiaohou.

Qing Huan smiled and said: "When my father was here, I once said that girls from the Yan family must never be other people's concubines. After becoming a concubine, it is difficult to control life or death in your own hands." It's also difficult to grasp it in this person's hands, but that's what the fifth master said, and Qing Huan is willing to listen.

In Yuhang's house, the third master's favorite thing to do is to put a rattan chair under the pagoda tree, which is difficult for five people to embrace, and read a book lazily on it when the weather is comfortable.At this time, the third wife always moves a piece of cotton wool and sits beside her, making small clothes in her hands. As for the children's inner clothes, the third wife prefers to do it herself.

After a while of embroidery work, the third wife would put down her needle and thread and look at the place where the eldest daughter was sitting and reading a book, then lowered her head and touched her swollen belly.

But Qing Huan saw herself crawling onto the rattan chair with her calves, grabbing the hem of her clothes, and twisting herself onto the man's body.At this time, the third master would laugh out loud, hugging Qing Huan and sitting in his arms. The father and daughter were lying on the rattan chair, the third master was talking softly, Ya Huan occasionally looked over enviously, Qing Huan Huan will slowly fall asleep in the voice of the third master.

Qing Huan always thought that she would forget what the third master said so bluntly.

but……

Qing Huan looked up and saw that Zhao Yang's face was a little pale, and his lips were bent, but what Zhao Yang saw as very cruel words came out of his mouth.

"Zhao Yang, even if I don't go there as a concubine, can you protect me? Your grandmother, Mrs. Yongyihou, doesn't like me. At most, she can only force me to stay by your side as a concubine. If it's a wife..." Qing Huan said: "I don't want one day to be a happy event, but the next day to be my funeral..."

"No... no." Zhao Yang took a few steps back, turned around quickly, not daring to look at Qing Huan.

What he shouldn't be afraid of, what he can't be afraid of, is just talking after all.

but……

Zhao Yang closed his eyes. It's not that he doesn't know what his grandmother is doing, but...

Zhao Yang turned his head to look at Qing Huan, his eyes were full of pain.

"Zhao Yang, what do you like about me?" Qing Huan asked.

"You..." Zhao Yang's face flushed suddenly, and he stuttered, "You...you... how can a girl ask this?"

what do you like?
Zhao Yang doesn't know.

What do you like?

Zhao Yang looked at Qing Huan, he had an unattractive face, but he was a stubborn person, sometimes he looked timid, and sometimes he looked bold.

Zhao Yang and Qing Huan only met each other a few times, and they didn't talk much, so they might as well talk more with Yan Wei.

Zhao Yang always felt that he just thought Qing Huan was interesting, but he had no other feelings.

only……

When did you discover it?

Zhao Yang thought about it for a while and didn't understand it, he was just amused when he suddenly heard his grandmother say that he wanted to make Qing Huan himself and release everyone. He was very happy, and even thought that he would not wrong her in the future.

Then...

It seems that she was unwilling to hear.

Yes, how could the concubine be willing.

But...is she willing to be the first wife?
"I don't want to."

Zhao Yang was startled, it turned out that he didn't know when he actually said what was in his heart.

but……

She still doesn't want to.

Qing Huan knew that she was happy to hear that sentence just now, but...

"Zhao Yang, before you don't have enough ability to protect the person you want to protect, what do you think will happen if I enter the Yongyi Hou's Mansion?"

What will happen?
Zhao Yang thought of his third sister-in-law, Liu Qixiu.

People who are so beautiful and beautiful gradually began to become like the people around them, and began to protect themselves at the fingertips of calculating and being calculated.The third brother often talked about these things in front of himself.

But... Zhao Yang could only open his mouth, but nothing could comfort him.

Zhao Yang has always known that he is lucky.

As soon as he was born, he won the love of the tallest mistress in the mansion, Mrs. Yongyi Hou, also known as the grandmother.Zhao Yang has grown up to the present, almost grown up under the doting of his grandmother, and never cared about the consequences when he caused troubles in Beijing, because his grandmother was there.

but……

Zhao Yang looked at Qing Huan, and then remembered how his grandmother used to deal with others.

It is obvious that the grandmother does not like the girl she likes in front of her.

Zhao Yang closed his eyes.

"Zhao Yang..." A trace of unbearableness flashed in Qing Huan's eyes.

Zhao Yang suddenly smiled and said, "I'll go first."

Qing Huan couldn't react in time.

The window was wide open, Zhao Yang jumped out, and jumped out of the courtyard wall after a few steps.

Qing Huan was stunned by Zhao Yang's last smile.

When did Zhao Xiaohou, who is known as the little bully, start to have such a painful and sour smile.

……

Qing Huan didn't remember when she lay down and fell asleep, she only woke up after hearing someone's urgent calling.

"But I finally woke up." Aunt Liu cried with joy.

Qing Huan opened her mouth, only to find that her throat was very uncomfortable.

"Don't talk..." Aunt Liu hurriedly said, "The doctor said you have a cold, drink some water first."

The creeper on the side handed over the teacup.

It turned out that I had a cold, no wonder my throat was uncomfortable and I was dizzy.Qing Huan looked up to the window, it was already closed, but...

It must have been off before.

Qing Huan thought secretly.

Ling Lu walked in with a white porcelain cup.

"Girl, are you hungry? You haven't eaten all day and night."

Qing Huan was startled, and looked outside, the sun was setting.

It turned out that I had slept for so long.

"Where's Jun'er?" Qing Huan thought of Yan Jun, and didn't know how he was doing when she was sick.

Aunt Liu saw that Qing Huan drank the water, and took the porcelain cup in Ling Lu's hand, which contained a bowl of bird's nest porridge, and lifted a spoon to scoop it up and put it near Qing Huan's mouth.

"The young master came over to look at it last night, and the young master discovered it. But... the young master is here, girl, don't worry." Yan Jun really wanted to stay by Qing Huan's side to take care of her sister.

But not knowing what Cheng Jingxin said, Yan Jun left obediently.

It's just that I ran to see the girl again in the morning.

Qing Huan nodded, but heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it was right to come to Cheng Mansion.

If this happened in Yan Mansion...

Qing Huan shook her head, not wanting to think about this hypothesis.

"Miss Biao is really a good person. Young Mistress Biao brought this good bird's nest, saying it was to make up for the girl." Aunt Liu said: "My uncle and wife also sent bird's nest, but I asked the doctor, and now I eat Guanyan. It's the best."

Qing Huan nodded, and was about to reply when she heard a burst of chaotic footsteps outside.

After a while, Yan Jun ran in from the outside, and Le Shan Le, who was behind her, swelled her head and shrank back.

Ling Lu smiled: "I'll go out and have a look."

Qing Huan nodded, and looked at Yan Jun who had already run in front of her.

"If Mr. Wu sees you like this, he will preach again." Qing Huan joked.

Yan Jun blushed in embarrassment. Mr. Wu said that he is now an adult, and he can no longer break into his sister's house casually like before.

It's just... Yan Jun looked at Qing Huan: "Sister, don't worry. Jun'er will study hard." Only when she studies hard and is promising like her father, can her sister not be bullied by others.

Qing Huan didn't know what Yan Jun was thinking, she just thought that the child was studying next year's children's exam, so she said with a smile: "Okay, Jun'er must study hard."

But in his heart, he wondered if he should take Yan Jun to the clan sometime.

Yan Jun blinked at Qing Huan suddenly, then looked at Aunt Liu eagerly.

Aunt Liu said to Mancao beside me, dumbfounded: "Didn't the doctor prescribe medicine, let's go and have a look."

go see...

what to look at.

Mancao glanced at Yan Jun, could only smile and followed Aunt Liu out, but she didn't dare to close the door, and Xiang Nong stood outside the door.

Qing Huan looked at Yan Jun, wondering what he was going to do again.

But Yan Jun said with some hesitation: "Sister, I heard that Zhao Xiaohou made a big fuss in Yongyihou's mansion and said he didn't want a concubine."

When Qing Huan heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, as for the faint loss, she was deliberately forgotten.

Yan Jun wanted to say something, but when she saw her sister heaving a sigh of relief, her lips twitched slightly, she didn't say anything after all.

(End of this chapter)