Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 6

No matter how excited you are, some boundaries must be clearly defined, such as sleeping.

In order to prevent the "breast attack incident" from happening again this morning, Mingshu asked Chunxiu to turn out a thick quilt. She folded the quilt in half and folded it into a long and thin strip, which lay across the two sides like a mountain. in the middle of the bed.

"My lady, what are you talking about?" Yan Ziqin thought it was a woman's particularity.

"Explanation? Listen carefully, this is called Chuhe Hanjie, whoever takes a step beyond the thunder pool, who is a puppy!" Ming Shu, who was panting after folding the quilt, rubbed her hands and said, "Come on, come on, you are not allowed to lie in it at night. Come out, you can't stretch out your hands and feet!"

Yan Ziqin didn't know why, but it didn't matter, anyway, why didn't he sleep? Lying on her side, she fell asleep as soon as she turned over, without seeing her eyes, without disturbing her mind, and she slept more soundly than when she smelled her breath last night.

Mingshu patted this "quilt mountain" with satisfaction, and leaned against it in the dark, thinking that it was safe now. With this backing, she would never pat Yan Baozi's Lushan claw again. Hearing his steady breathing, Mingshu also fell asleep with a smirk.

After a night of cold rain, the crape myrtle flowers in the courtyard were spread all over the floor.

The sky was bright and the air after the rain was particularly refreshing. Mingshu smelled the faint fragrance of fragrant grasses. The night outside was still cold, but the bed was warm and cozy. She lazily opened her eyes, pulled the thick quilt on her body, and turned to Move over to a warmer place.

Wait, what is this?
Looking back, it was Yan Ziqin's peaceful sleeping face, his usually too clear eyes were covered by eyelashes, and his pale pink lips were unconsciously pursed, making him look even more innocent and harmless, and the warmer place just now, It was his arms.

"I... when... I rubbed into his arms..." A crow flew over Mingshu's head.

She hurriedly looked for her backer last night, but found that the "quilt mountain" covered her body, no wonder it was so warm.

Destroy corpses and wipe out... Destroy corpses and wipe out... Destroy corpses and wipe out...

This was her only thought at this moment, carefully rubbing back to her side, restoring the quilt to its original shape as quietly as possible, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep—everything was perfect!Everything is on hold!No one will find out where she was last night!
After a while, Yan Ziqin heard rustling noises. He sat up on the bed, rubbed his eyes, brushed his long messy hair, and saw the quilt in the middle from the corner of his eye.

"Huh? Why are you back again?" He was puzzled.

What do you mean come back again?Mingshu squinted her eyes, exhausted all her life's acting skills, pretended to be awakened from a dream, and said hoarsely, "Huh? Husband... what's wrong?"

Haitang can handle things like not getting enough sleep.

"This quilt is really strange," Yan Ziqin pointed to the bed and said, "It was laid on you last night, why did it fold back to its original shape?"

Ok! ?He knows it all! ?The fact that I rubbed into his arms was exposed! ?
Mingshu blushed, thumped the bed and said, "No! I didn't move the quilt, are you dreaming!"

Yan Ziqin said expressionlessly: "I covered the quilt for you. It's cold in the rainy night. With such a thick quilt, why not keep it if you don't cover it?" After finishing speaking, he took out the book under the pillow and read it naturally. stand up.

What do you keep it for... keep it against you...

Ming Shu wisely did not tell the truth.

Yan Ziqin is not very old and looks very rigid, but in fact he is very thoughtful in doing things. He arranges gifts on the second day of the wedding, and greets and sends off the relatives of the Qu family on the third day. Feeling too flattering, but not too alienated, Qu Yuanshi and Mrs. Qu felt more and more that they had not misunderstood, and entrusted their daughter to this person, so they felt at ease.

Life is alive, don't you just want to feel at ease.But Qu Mingshu couldn't settle down. How to deal with the weird nighttime situation broke her heart, but no matter how to prevent it, some unpleasant "little frictions" would inevitably occur. Could it be that this is the legendary attraction of opposite sexes? ?The bed is just that big, if two people roll on it and bump into each other, something will happen after a long time!

Or... just find someone to move a small bed and sleep separately?
He is good, she is also good, Uncle Xu... definitely going to explode...

In order not to blow up, ah no, not to piss off the elder's body, Mingshu had to find another way, lying on the desk under the south window, holding a pen in a daze, a little thick ink on the pen tip almost dripping onto the copybook—— The copybook was specially prepared for her by Yan Ziqin. Looking at her handwriting that day, Yan Ziqin seemed to be quite critical.

"As the saying goes, writing is like a person, and a person looks quite handsome. Even if you can't write like a cloud, at least you can't be as stupid and rough as you are now. Those who don't know will think you are a machete on the street."

Knife?She used to play with knives, but with a scalpel.

"I haven't seen one with a machete yet, why don't you take me to see it?" Mingshu changed the subject with a salivating face.

Yan Ziqin glared at her, picked up the pen self-consciously, and wrote a copybook for double-hook ink-filling on the paper.He just used the tip of the pen to draw the outline of the characters with his bare hands, and every stroke started and ended smoothly. A copybook is better than ordinary people's painstaking writing, which shows that the hard work is extremely deep.

"This is the first eight characters of the thousand-character prose, you can practice it, and I will write you a new one after you have practiced." Anyway, I am at home, so it is better to teach the little lady.

Therefore, besides worrying about it at night, Ming Shu also had to be a little nerd who "sits alone with a book and writes a thousand-character essay" during the day.

With the end of the Seven Days of Guining, the wedding period of the two is over. Although nothing happened under Mingshu's guard and coaxing, but in the eyes of outsiders, everything that should have happened has happened.Yan Ziqin was not a boudoir lover in the first place, but now he happened to go out to make friends. The new scholars had a clear talk every three days, and proofread books every five days. In addition, they had to pay homage to Confucian scholars and elders, so they went out during the day and went home at night to write and read , often busy until midnight, and simply slept on the rattan bed in the study, so as not to disturb Mingshu when she went back.

Now Mingshu is sleeping soundly and eating deliciously, and it doesn't feel like being at home here. Parents are always in charge, so she decides for herself and asks Chunxiu Tao to exchange many stories about talented scholars and beauties on the market. Look around under the quilt, eat some snacks that have been prepared on the table when you are hungry, and think about gaining meat later, anyway, this body is still developing now, and the horse has no night grass and is not fat.

In the night, he let go of his guts and tossed and tossed. Mingshu really caught the wind and cold, and his mouth was bitter. Facing a table of delicacies such as lotus duck, fried clams, Baiwei soup, and fried sandwiches, it was difficult to swallow, and the words reached Xu Hang's ears , the anxious uncle thought that there was a happy event, so he hurriedly asked the old doctor who specialized in gynecology to come to check his pulse, but the result was of course nothing but joy.

As a result, that very night, Yan Ziqin, who hadn’t seen each other for a long time, came back. The weather in early June had begun to be sultry. Calf, sitting in front of the bed next to the iceberg in the crystal plate to enjoy the cool.

He lowered his head and was fiddling with Hua Rongdao in his hand. When he looked up, he saw Yan Ziqin. He was so frightened that he hid in the thin quilt with an ouch, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come?" Yan Ziqin kicked off his shoes, and changed into the indoor shoes familiarly. Although he hasn't come back for a long time, he still remembers the furnishings in this room clearly.

"Uncle asked you to come?" Thinking of Xu Hang's disappointed expression during the day, Ming Shu guessed.

Yan Ziqin shrugged his shoulders, he couldn't deny it, sat beside Ming Shu, and said, "I still have something to tell you, it's a big deal."

"Tell me first." Ming Shu said.

"I have made an appointment with Han Qi and Han Zhigui, and we will submit a petition together to ask for a transfer to a foreign position and not stay in Beijing."

As soon as this remark came out, Mingshu really wanted to knock his head to see if this guy's skull was broken. It was rumored that Yan Ziqin was going to be the secretary of the province. How many people fought for the position? , he actually said no to it like throwing away rotten cabbage! ?I also made an appointment with Han Qi, one of you is number one and the other is second, what if you want to elope at a young age?Why don't you discuss it with me first?

"This is...why?" Ming Shu pursed her lips and asked, and suddenly had a bad guess, "Could it be that you dislike the mermaids who have joined our Qu family, and you are afraid that others will regard you as a sycophant? Has it ruined your reputation of integrity?" For an official butcher, there are not many "students and juniors", rich gentry and wealthy businessmen, a good man with three gangs, Yan Ziqin is really rare and strange.

She thought that she was about to break Yan Ziqin's mind, and she was worried that he would get angry, but he smiled helplessly and said: "I know, people secretly laugh at me for being pedantic and not flexible, but how can I not understand that when water is clear, it's not easy to be flexible?" The truth of no fish? How I demand myself is my business, and I will not be arrogant and demanding others everywhere. My father-in-law is respected and respected, and it has nothing to do with him. It is my own wish to work in other states and counties. In terms of supply and demand in side affairs, some things cannot be solved by talking on paper in court, and if no one steps forward to do it, there will never be a turning point."

It's not that Mingshu doesn't understand his generous statement, but there are more realistic worries in front of her. For example, her parents have long been happy to think that their daughter and son-in-law can stay in the capital, and Mrs. Qu has privately asked someone to find a suitable one. The land plans to renovate a new mansion for them.

She sighed and said, "I'm fine, it's just that it's hard for parents to explain."

"Don't worry, I'll tell you." After speaking, he began to untie his clothes.

What is the rhythm of undressing when there is a disagreement?

"Get out!" Ming Shu snatched his pillow.

"Isn't this also my room?" Yan Ziqin seemed aggrieved.

"The study is also your room." Ming Shu said.

"I'm always in the study. Uncle got upset and scolded me." Yan Ziqin said, grabbed the pillow back and lay down on his side.

"Then...then you go wash your face." Mingshu had no other words.

"I washed it before entering the door." Yan Ziqin put on the quilt and said vaguely, as if he was very impatient. He was too tired during the day and would sleep on the pillow at night. Who would have the mood to talk.

Mingshu fell asleep dejectedly, with an ominous premonition secretly rising in her heart—her parents must be very angry, and Xu Hang, who looked up and looked down, couldn't hide it. Look at Yan Ziqin's stubborn temper. If they can't persuade him, they must I turn to question myself.But I can't do anything to this person!What's more, after hearing the news, she was actually a little lucky. Staying in Bianliang means living under the eyes of the elders. After the forced marriage is successful, they will be forced to give birth. To make people suspicious, the consequences are unimaginable.

The speed at which news spreads is always unexpected. Three days later, perhaps it was Qu Yuan who heard about Yan Ziqin and Han Qi's request for a foreign transfer in the middle of the court, and was embarrassed to directly intervene in the affairs of his daughter's family, or Mrs. Qu had a way. Catch up with the new lotus blooming in Yuan Tingyong's house, the minister of Taipusi, there was a lotus appreciation party among the women's relatives, and Madam Yuan also sent an invitation to Mingshu. hurt her face.

Mingshu sighed a little when she got the invitation for the Lotus Appreciation Club. In the past, when she received such invitations, she was a "Little Lady Qu" appended to her mother's name, but now she was promoted to "Mrs. Yan." "Are.

Thinking that this was the first time she attended a banquet in recent months, Qu Mingshu carefully dressed up, her hair was tied into a heart bun, and she wore a fashionable chiseled golden crown with a red silk beard. Her body was embroidered with The grape gray small-sleeved beige with lotus collar, the light pink tube top, and the lotus silk long skirt are elegant and delightful.

Now that she is married, her seat is different from the past. Because she deliberately avoided her mother, she sat in the back row. During the banquet, she saw Yuan Yizhen sitting among a group of unmarried ladies from a distance. She finally waited until the banquet to leave. Went to Linshui Tingxiezhong and Yuan Yizhen picked up the small fishing rod and talked while fishing koi carp.

"How, your son-in-law treats you considerately?" Yuan Yizhen teased her with a smile.

Mingshu was about to hit her, but suddenly a person walked around behind the two from a remote place, gave Mingshu a cold look with resentful eyes, and drifted away holding her skirt.

She is Shen Jingxun, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, and she has never had much contact with Ming Shu, so why would you look at her like this?Ming Shu was puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "What happened to her?"

Yuan Yizhen also lowered her voice: "What's wrong? I hate you for marrying Yan Langjun, but her fiancé-in-law died."

"Dead? Who?"

"Who else could it be? The victim of the unjust case without a head——Wang Er, whose bones are still in the mortuary of Dali Temple!"

(End of this chapter)