"If that's the case, even with you...he doesn't dare to treat me slowly."

"But it's always uncomfortable."

Realizing that she had nowhere to escape and could only fall into his fish pond, Ming Lan, who had accepted her fate, stopped struggling.

It is impossible for her to hide anything from Qi Heng.

Qi Heng smiled.

"From what you said, it seems that you don't plan to pursue it any longer?"

"Mo Lan and Chang Feng, and Wang Ruofu who is behind the scenes."

"Leave them alone?"

Mentioning this point, Minglan hesitated for a moment.

Her little mother died at the hands of Lin Sushuang, but Wang Ruofu was definitely the indirect murderer.

"I haven't decided whether to pursue it or not."

"But I worry that I'm not as open-minded as I thought I would be, and I won't be able to forgive them so easily."

"But...you don't have to worry about me here, I will deal with it."

"Didn't you say so?"

"Whatever I want, you will indulge me."

Qi Heng was taken aback, and smiled sincerely.

With her intelligence and his endorsement, he really doesn't need to worry about her.

"now it's right."

"From now on, live your life brighter and more comfortable, and don't have any scruples or fears."

"Anything, I'm here."

"Although I appreciate your scheming, I prefer you to be cheerful and bright."

Minglan sat up suddenly.

Her little face was a little reddish, a little nervous.

"You really don't hate me like this?"

"You don't think such a woman..."

She dared not speak any more.

Although Qi Heng has already emphasized it, she obviously still can't be completely relieved.

Under normal circumstances, a woman's husband and child, such a plan like hers, does not conform to the mainstream view.

But the problem is.

Qi Heng's point of view does not belong to this era.

He also knows very well what troubles and dangers he will encounter in the future.

That's why with such a woman who is as talented as anyone sitting in the rear, he can concentrate on nothing else.

of course.

I think so, but I can't say that.

Qi Heng smiled and said, "I'll repeat the same sentence eight hundred times, so don't think about it."

"Say more."

"If you don't have this success, how will you be in the back house in the future?"

"You wouldn't be willing to be overwhelmed by a group of concubines in the back house, would you?"

He finished.

For some reason, Minglan let go of his arm all of a sudden, and then moved slightly to the side.

"What did you say?"

"A...a group?"

"You still want to take a group of concubines?"

Qi Heng was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

"I'm just giving an example, don't take it seriously."

While talking, he also moved towards Minglan.

But Minglan obviously didn't allow him to get any closer.

She continued to hide.

"What example, you must have this heart!"

"You... tell me more clearly, how many concubines do you want to take?"

This question seems a bit familiar?

Qi Heng thought about it, and Zhao Zhen asked him the same question.

He simply spread his hands.

"Now I can't make it clear."

"I don't know who I will meet in the future... Anyway, if I meet, I won't miss it."

"Aren't you against taking concubines?"

Minglan was almost annoyed by him.

"When did I say that!"

"Which woman have you ever met who is willing to share with others?"

Qi Heng gradually realized the seriousness of the problem.

In the past, he took it for granted that Ming Lan would not object to his taking a concubine, and would even support it.

But that's just because she simply regards her husband as the head of the family and doesn't have much affection, so she respects each other like a guest, so she doesn't care about it.

The key now is that he is different from others.

Minglan only has him in her heart.

She wanted to marry him, not only because she could only marry him, but also because she wanted to.

In this way... how could she easily share it with other women?

Sort these out.

Qi Heng had a headache.

How had he not figured this out before?

——Can you go back on your word?

He said bluntly: "I made a slip of the tongue again, don't worry, I won't take too much...I will listen to you when the time comes."

"No, how much is it if you don't take too much?"

Minglan continued to move back.

Qi Heng continued to lean towards her.

"How can I say that clearly, or... no more than ten?"

"Ten! Qi Yuanruo you..."

"I won't say everything, I will listen to you when the time comes."

"I don't believe it, you liar, stay away from me."

"The carriage is so big, how far can I go?"

"I don't care, anyway, you don't want to talk to me, and I don't want to talk to you either."

The carriage slowly stopped.

Sheng Mansion has arrived.

A certain girl who just finished speaking and didn't want to talk to him, saw him stepping into her carriage, couldn't help but give a warning after all.

"It's too late, slow down on your way..."

Qi Heng turned his head, and suddenly saw plum blossoms blooming in a courtyard opposite the Sheng Mansion, sticking out of the wall.

He pointed to plum blossoms.

"By the way, I have a word for you."

"If you don't go through a bit of cold, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms?"

"Minglan, winter is over, and the future will be your spring."

Ming Lan stared blankly at the plum blossoms in full bloom, her eyes full of emotion.

But immediately, she bowed her head slightly.

"Trying to lie to me again..."

"You are not allowed to go to Caiwei Xiaozhu to write poems in the future."

Qi Heng turned his head and left.

——It doesn't make sense at all.

……

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, to Qi Heng's surprise, Gu Qianfan came to the Duke's Mansion to look for him in person on a rare occasion.

Today's Gu Qianfan, although there is no estrangement from Princess Pingning, but because of his busy responsibilities, he always feels embarrassed. Except for the New Year's Day, he rarely comes to the house.

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