Rebirth of the Splendid Phoenix

Chapter 170 Thrush
Qin Zheng didn't let go of Xie Jinhua, just hugged her and went to the house.

Xie Jinhua was a little uncomfortable at first, although the servants and servants around him lowered their brows as if they didn't see it, but it was like this in the public, how could they feel at ease.

Those slaves and servants don't watch and talk too much, but think too much.

"Sister, I want to hold you into our new home like this."

Qin Zheng whispered in Xie Jinhua's ear.

new home.

This is the place to be regarded as serious, and there is no need to avoid anyone. Qin Zheng bought a new home for himself and Xie Jinhua.

The two had lived together more than once before.

But those few times, they either lived in Xie's house, as a young lady and a servant, or lived in several private houses, to hide their eyes and ears.

Or they are living in the wind and sleeping in the open, and those who live without a fixed place are running around.

This is the only place that Qin Zheng really set up. Xie Jinhua wants to live with him as the closest husband and wife.

Xie Jinhua looked at the tenderness in Qin Zheng's eyes, with a hint of anticipation, and stopped struggling.

"You really lost all my face on the first day."

Xie Jinhua grunted, but hung her head on Qin Zheng's chest, leaning against him like a little girl.

"Back then, sister can take revenge whatever she wants, and I will let my sister deal with it."

Qin Zheng's chest trembled slightly, and the smile and joy could hardly be concealed.

Qin Zheng hugged Xie Jinhua all the way through the gate, the middle gate, the front yard, the corridor, and all the way to the pavilions in the back yard.

He walked slowly, and Xie Jinhua took in almost all of the house.

The layout of the house that Qin Zheng mentioned is indeed mostly similar to the house where he lived outside the capital for a few days before, but compared to that house, the layout here is more delicate and more attentive.

It is more in line with the requirements on the blueprint I gave Qin Zheng.

Xie Jinhua glanced at Qin Zheng, a little helpless.

Although this style of furnishing and grain is arranged according to her wishes, it is the most pleasing to the eye, and Qin Zheng is indeed paying attention to her all the time, but now it is not in Daqing, but in Xiyuan capital city.

The Daqing-style house is already conspicuous in the capital of the Western Yuan Dynasty, and Qin Zheng's identity is the most sensitive. At this time, we should try our best to prevent people from linking him with Daqing.

At least on the surface, people can't associate it with it.

"Sister doesn't like it?"

Qin Zheng has been paying attention to Xie Jinhua's complexion, thinking that this time, she will show a surprise expression like that time, but Xie Jin's expression on the screen does not look like surprise.

Xie Jinhua looked at Qin Zheng staring at him, like a puppy who eagerly asked his master for doing something but didn't get the reward he wanted, making people look very pitiful and cute.

Qin Zheng had already grown into a man, but now Xie Jinhua looked at him, as if seeing the boy who hadn't grown up yet.

"I like it very much, but I was a little scared by your surprise. You have not been in Xiyuan, and you have prepared such a house that suits me so quickly. Zheng, you are amazing."

At that moment, Xie Jinhua swallowed all the persuasive words that came to his lips.

Changed the rhetoric again.

Who cares, Xi Yuanzhong should know Qin Zheng's background, he must have checked his background clearly, no matter how he behaves that he has nothing to do with Daqing, these people will not just forget Qin Zheng It was grown in Daqing.

Just like how hard Qin Zheng worked under the Emperor of Daqing, he never forgot that Qin Zheng was not from Daqing, but from Xiyuan.

He never forgot to be on guard against Qin Zheng, and in the end he pushed Qin Zheng directly to do something that must die.

That being the case, why should Qin Zheng not be able to have a moment of joy because of those people's thoughts?
After thinking about it, Xie Jin's smile on the screen became extraordinarily beautiful and bright, and his words were also extraordinarily pleasing to the ear.

All the worries in Qin Zheng's heart fell to the ground.

He can naturally see that Xie Jinhua's smile at the moment is sincere: "It's good that my sister likes it."

Qin Zheng finally stayed with Xie Jinhua and went to the largest wing room in the backyard. The interior decoration was naturally the style Xie Jinhua had always liked, but compared to the exterior decoration, the things here were obviously much more expensive.

It's not that it looks luxurious, but that everything is extraordinarily rare.

The whole screen carved from white jade, the rare silk gauze, the silver mirror that can reflect people's fine details, the snails that are worth a tael, and many random things, all of them are just like ordinary people. It is also hard to find things, but in this room, there are too many left.

Qin Zheng put Xie Jin's painting on the low stool, and in the silver mirror that can reflect people clearly, the appearance of Qin Zheng and Xie Jin's painting clearly appeared.

She was sitting on a low stool, and he was standing behind her, bending over and looking down, with his hands on her shoulders, their faces were extremely close, there was no distance between them in a trance.

"I often hear people say that it's a pleasure to raise eyebrows together, how about I give my sister thrush today?"

Qin Zheng's voice was low and slightly hoarse.

When he spoke, hot air was blowing into Xie Jinhua's ears, which made her feel a little itchy.

Xie Jinhua saw the man's eyes in the mirror, just like when he caught her outside the house just now, they were all her shadows.

"If the painting is broken, I will settle the score with you."

When Xie Jinhua said this, he agreed.

Qin Zheng's holding the snail, which is one or two thousand gold, is heavier than holding a few stones of bowstring.

It was just a momentary impulse to do something, but now that Xie Jinhua really obeyed him, he was a little nervous.

The Guanluo Dai in his hand is constantly moving on Xie Jinhua's brow, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes up and down, no matter how I look at it, I don't know which side to start with first.

Qin Zheng's nervous forehead was slightly sweating.

Xie Jin's face is beautiful in every way in his eyes, and it is precisely because of this that at this moment, no matter where he holds the snail, it will damage her face.

"What, you don't want to draw anymore?"

Xie Jinhua couldn't help laughing at Qin Zheng's expression of not knowing where to write and where to start. She found that sometimes her mind was actually very bad, and she especially liked seeing him so bewildered.

"Wait, I'll be fine soon."

Although Qin Zheng was in a dilemma and didn't know where to start writing, he was even more unwilling to let him just put down the pen.

Qin Zheng really wanted to give Xie Jin a thrush.

A man gives a woman a thrush, which proves that the two have a deep affection and a close relationship.

Such a proof, how could Qin Zheng let it go.

Qin Zheng frowned.

Xie Jinhua saw his embarrassment enough, laughed and laughed, and couldn't bear him to continue to be so embarrassing, stretched out a hand, and held Qin Zheng's wrist.

"It's just a thrush, it's up to you if you're in trouble, that's all, I'll help you."

Xie Jinhua slightly pressed down on the hand holding Qin Zheng, and Luo Dai's eyebrows were stained a little.

"That's it, keep drawing."

Xie Jinhua held Qin Zheng's hand and gently traced her eyebrows.

It's not so difficult to go on the first stroke, the second stroke, and the third stroke.

Xie Jinhua didn't know when he let go of his hand, but Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows for Xie Jinhua so intently.

For a moment, he forgot everything, only the eyebrow like a distant mountain in his eyes, the eyebrow dyed by himself.

Xie Jinhua watched the man concentrate on drawing his eyebrows, the light in his eyes was extremely soft.

She has never experienced such a feeling in two lifetimes. She has experienced the feeling of being loved so wholeheartedly by a man, caring about this, and describing it.

It's easier than you think for someone to fall in love with you.

It is also easier than she imagined to deepen her love for a person.

Qin Zheng left Luo Dai behind, looking at the person in the mirror, a little at a loss: "The painting is broken."

No matter how carefully he draws, he has never done such a thing.

His hands are used to holding swords and killing people, if it weren't for the existence of Xie Jinhua, he would never have thought about doing the thrush.

The eyebrows painted by Xie Jin are originally a pair of distant mountain eyebrows. It is always suitable to apply light and heavy makeup. No matter how you look at it, there is no slight flaw. Colored.

The deep dark color dyed those perfect eyebrows, as if there was a little flaw on a perfect face. Although it was not so ugly, it always made people look sideways.

Xie Jin's original face was [-] points, but Qin Zheng's painting made it [-] points.

The more Qin Zheng looked at those eyebrows, the more embarrassed he became, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he lifted the corner of his sleeve to wipe off the excess dark color on Xie Jinhua's brows.

"Wait until I practice more before painting for you."

Xie Jinhua reached out to block Qin Zheng's hand.

"Don't move, the painting looks good to me, if you move, I don't want to."

Xie Jinhua glanced at Qin Zheng in the mirror with a smile that was not a smile: "Besides, who do you want to practice this thrush technique in the future?"

"I use myself to practice thrush."

Seeing Xie Jinhua's half-smile, Qin Zheng blurted out this sentence.

"Pfft."

Xie Jinhua couldn't help laughing anymore.

"A Zheng, why are you so cute?"

Xie Jinhua smiled irresistibly.

Qin Zheng's face darkened.

He felt shy and happy when Xie Jinhua called him cute in the past.

But now being called cute by Xie Jinhua again, Qin Zheng feels very helpless.

He is a man now, not a teenager, let alone a child.

"Painting."

At this moment, the man could no longer call out his sister.

He didn't want Xie Jinhua to treat him like a child all the time.

Xie Jinhua knew Qin Zheng's thoughts like the back of his hand, but he also understood everything. Naturally, he knew why he was depressed at the moment, and smiled even bigger: "But I love such a cute Ah Zheng. gone."

One sentence made Qin Zheng not know what expression to make on his face.

Footsteps sounded from outside: "Your Majesty, someone is coming from the palace, and I want you to enter the palace."

The girl's voice came in.

When Qin Zheng raised his eyes, there was no tenderness in his eyes: "Let Mama Gu and Steward Wang come in."

Xie Jinhua took a look at Qin Zheng: "Could it be true that there will be a finger marriage so soon?"

Qin Zheng picked up a box from the table and opened it. Inside was a bunch of keys, and under the keys was a stack of banknotes: "This is all my belongings. These are the keys to several storerooms in the mansion. These are the keys to all the slaves in the mansion. The special key for the deed box, and this one."

Qin Zheng didn't explain why he wouldn't marry anyone else, but directly handed over all the power in the mansion to Xie Jinhua.

Not long after, two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, came in.

"This is the only wife I recognize. I respect and love her the most. We will get married in a few days. You two should treat her as you treat me and obey her."

Some men talk more than they do, such as King Qi.

Some men can't say so beautiful words, but they do more than they say.

Xie Jinhua hugged the box tightly in her arms
What she cares about is not the box, but what the box represents.

(End of this chapter)