You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 957
"I, Wen Qing'er, just raise a dog. When I'm being bullied, I can bark for me. It's good for you. If you don't help, you'll bite back. Now you're crying and wronged again. Then I'll tell you Who will cry and feel wronged?"

Speaking of this, Wen Qing'er became angry, and knocked the teacup in her hand on the case table: "You are in the room of the uncle, and I am in the room of the second man. How do these two men relate? It is also clear."

"It's my fault for thinking left, thinking that the man's business has nothing to do with our sister-in-law, thinking of treating you better, and the house will be more harmonious in the future."

"Now I understand that we are no better than maintaining this superficial peace. From now on, you will take your Yangguan road, and I will take my single-plank bridge. You are my sister-in-law, and you can only be my sister-in-law."

"I won't change the rules for the children, but if there are any sons and daughters born in the future, they will follow the rules and I will treat them fairly."

After Wen Qing'er finished speaking, she went straight out of the room without even looking at Liu Shi, and Ying Yu was standing on the porch outside, with her hands behind her back. She didn't know when this person came, and when she saw her, she hurriedly smiled Opened his arms.

"Why are you so angry? Don't be angry, don't be angry, just scold back like this if something like this happens in the future, Qingqing is still too kind, and there is a master to back you up, you don't have to endure anything of."

These words made Wen Qing'er's nose sore, she rubbed herself in Ying Yu's arms for a while, and then looked up at Ying Yu with grievances in her eyes.

"I'm a bully. My master keeps things from me and doesn't tell me, because I don't know anything because I don't tell them. I've been thinking wildly these days, and I can't sleep well at night."

"Ayu bullied me, will you still support me?"

Ever since Ning Jixing came that day, Wen Qinger felt that something was wrong, she always felt that the man seemed to be forcing a smile on her face, and then Ying Yu began to work behind her back for a while, even Zhuyun, who was given a holiday to organize a wedding called back.

Wen Qing'er, who watched the people in the front yard so busy every day, was always worried, and wanted to ask Ying Yu why Ying Yu always kept talking about it, and waited until today, and then she was able to ask Ying Yu what was in her heart. out.

Ying Yu paused, then smiled and rubbed the top of Wen Qing'er's hair. His Qingqing is really smart and sharp, and it's only been a few days, and he's seen the clues.

There's no need to keep it a secret, Ying Yu dragged Wen Qing'er back to the room, her sharp phoenix eyes were full of tenderness: "Back me, I will always support Qing Qing, and anyone who bullies Qing Qing will be fine."

The one who should come will come, so I told Qingqing in advance, so that I can make some preparations in advance.

Without asking the little maids to follow, Ying Yu closed the door, and sat face to face with Wen Qinger on the Eight Immortals table in the outer room.

"Qingqing, Lord, Lord may be going to war."

It was difficult for Ying Yu to say this, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she saw Wen Qing'er's eye circles were red, and her face was full of worry. Ying Yu squeezed Wen Qing'er's little face, and smiled at Wen Qing'er.

"Don't worry, don't you know how powerful you are, Qingqing? Even if you are going far away, Qingqing will have to take care of herself. You are too busy to take care of your family. Don't be afraid. I have left a lot of people for you." Well, no one will bully you."

Wen Qing'er never expected that Ying Yu would hide such a big matter from her, and she didn't know whether to be angry or what to do.

All she knew was that as Mrs. Hou and the wife of General Zhen Guo, she had no qualifications to keep her husband. She could only manage the rear in an orderly manner so as not to distract her husband who was fighting in the front.

(End of this chapter)