Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 339 Differences
She could tell that this girl was not just pretending, but was really delicate and innocent.

Unconsciously, I feel a little envious, envious that they can be well protected by others, grow up carefree, and see no darkness in the world...

Taking another deep breath, Jun Chuyue roughly relayed Lian Muqiu's current situation to let Yu Qian know. Of course, Lian Muer's death was only replaced by illness.

After speaking, he raised his eyes, and saw that the little girl's eyes were filled with mist, and she couldn't help being startled: "You..."

"Sister, I'm fine."

Yu Qian came back to her senses, hurriedly raised her hand and kept rubbing her eyes, and after a while, her eyes turned red like a little rabbit, and she was still smiling: "Qian'er didn't expect Brother Mu Qiu's Brother Mu Qiu must be very sad that his sister has passed away. When he came to us, he often mentioned his sister to Qian'er. Qian'er can feel that their brother and sister must have a very good relationship, but now..."

The little girl lowered her head dejectedly: "Father won't let me go to the capital, he said the capital is too far away from here, he doesn't feel at ease if I go to such a far place with a girl's house."

"Your father is right." Jun Chuyue said flatly, "The outside world is too dangerous, he is right not to let you go."

This reminded her of Jiang Jiaoqi.

That girl, too, insisted on chasing after a "Doctor Chu" who did not exist and had clearly rejected her. If she hadn't discovered and rescued her by coincidence, her end would have been unforeseen and miserable...

"But sister, you have traveled so far, have you come here from the capital? Sister, you are also a daughter, a girl's family, and you are not much older than Qian'er. Why can you do it, but Qian'er can't? "

"because……"

Jun Chuyue stood up suddenly, reached out and pulled out a hairpin from Yu Qian's head.

"elder sister?!"

Yu Qian wondered what she was going to do, and just about to ask, she heard the sound of the air being torn apart, and then her eyes widened, looking at the hairpin submerged in the pillar in surprise: "..."

"See?" Jun Chuyue said, "This is the difference between you and me, and I didn't come alone—"

She used to pinch the half of the hairpin left outside, pulled it out forcefully, returned to Yu Qian and handed the hairpin back to her hair: "My husband, if he used the hairpin just now, it would hurt Even so, the injuries we have suffered are beyond your imagination."

As she spoke, she lifted up her sleeves, revealing several old scars on her arms: "So you know why I said your father was right?"

"..."

The little girl pursed her lips and fell silent.

Jun Chuyue thought she understood, and was about to issue an order to chase away the guests, but suddenly the little girl's eyes lit up again: "Sister, you are so good at martial arts, can you teach me martial arts?"

"..."

"Sister, Qian'er can endure hardships, in order to see Brother Mu Qiu, Qian'er can endure any hardship!"

Yu Qian spoke in a hurry, probably because she was afraid that she would refuse, before she finished speaking, she raised her hand and swore to the sky: "Qianer promises not to affect my sister's life, as long as my sister can give advice to Qianer, and what my sister likes, as long as Qianer If you can get it, Qian'er will spare no effort to help my sister—"

"...You are so strongly asking me to teach you martial arts, just to go to the capital, to the capital, and also to Lian Muqiu, you like him, but are you sure that the person he likes is you? If not, What's the use of you going to the capital? Do you want to watch him sleep and fly with other women?"

Lian Muqiu is the prince, and it is obviously difficult for him to make decisions about his marriage. Although the little girl in front of him is the daughter of a city lord, her status is much lower than that of Lian Muqiu who is far away in the capital. One said.

She knew that what she said was a bit cruel to a little girl, but she still said it. After all, it was a good first impression, which made her feel a little bit sad that this little girl was flying moths to the flame in vain.

Of course, that's the only responsibility she can do. As for the little girl's final choice, she can't interfere: "Anyway, go back and think about it first, my husband will be here soon."

While speaking, without looking at the little girl's pleading face, he pushed her out of the room with one hand on his shoulder.

It just so happened that Murong Fengyuan was coming here, accompanied by the city lord of Wucheng himself. Obviously, the city lord of Wucheng had become addicted to his hands in the few games just now, and the smile on his face was even worse than in the afternoon. I heard his voice: "...Haha, let me play a few rounds with my son-in-law tomorrow. Next time, I will do my best and won't save face for my son-in-law."

Just as she was talking, she saw Jun Chuyue push Yu Qian out of the room, four people, four eyes, facing each other.

The city lord of Wucheng frowned: "Qian'er, why are you here? How is it proper to come to the guest's room without going back to the room so late?" He hurriedly apologized to Jun Chuyue: "Princess, my daughter is naughty, I don't know if she ever Bumping into the princess, if so, the old man is willing to apologize on behalf of the little girl."

"It's nothing, I just chatted with Ling Ai for a few words to pass the time."

Jun Chuyue smiled faintly, and didn't say what Yu Qian was doing here, or that the little girl would peek through the paper under the window, and leaned against the door to watch the father and daughter leave. Arm, she raised her head along the direction of the arm, and met a pair of phoenix eyes that became deeper and deeper under the night: "Huh?!"

"What is that woman here for?" Murong Fengyuan asked, while taking her into the house, "Go into the house and say, it's still windy outside at night."

"It's nothing, I just asked about Lian Muqiu's recent situation. Later, he said he was going to the capital to find Lian Muqiu..."

Jun Chuyue briefly recounted the conversation just now, and said helplessly: "Do you think I might agree to her? She is a little girl, and she is the most likely to be targeted by thieves. It is a long way from here to the capital. Even if I teach her What's the use of embroidering legs if she only learned it for a month or two?"

"Ma'am is right."

Murong Fengyuan rubbed the top of her hair, she was about to take a bath just now, the ornaments on her head had been taken off, her long hair fell down, three thousand black silks flowed down like a waterfall of ink, the candlelight reflected her delicate face, adding a bit of coquettishness, He was inserting his fingers into her hair and brushing it to the end, and the phoenix eyes became a little darker: "Madam just said that you were interrupted when you were going to take a bath?"

"Yes...Murong Fengyuan, what are you doing?"

Just as Jun Chuyue replied affirmatively to him, she jumped into the air unexpectedly, and was hugged by his waist, she couldn't help but exclaimed.

Murong Fengyuan pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "Since the madam hasn't had time yet, why don't you let my husband wash it for you."

As he spoke, he opened the curtain and strode into the room. The water in the bathtub was still warm, and there was a layer of petals floating on the surface of the water.

(End of this chapter)