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Chapter 77 I love her!

"Girl, let's tell the Marquis." Yuefu was a little excited after finally grasping Qiao Guxin's handle.

She wanted everyone to see what kind of upbringing Miss Qiao had.

No one in the world looks down on Qiao Xunfeng's birth, but Qiao Xunfeng never gets entangled with a foreign man.

Qiao Xunfeng snorted coldly, "Tell him what can I do, how about he dares to deal with Qiao Guxin?"

Qiao Guxin was arrogant and domineering, and even beat herself up like a person who was neither human nor ghost. She pretended to kneel down in the ancestral hall, Ning Shunhou left her helpless.

"Yes, but we have evidence." Yuefu asked unwillingly.

Evidence? Qiao Xunfeng smiled self-deprecatingly, "Is the evidence in Qiao Guxin's hands?"

It could be destroyed at any time.

In fact, Qiao Xunfeng had an impulse at the door just now, and directly raised her voice to question the thing and made it too late to hide it, but reason calmed her down. So what if she shouted?

It was just a piece of paper. The maid swallowed it in desperation. Ning Shunhou could not take out the things from the maid's belly.

The Chu family can be said to be the servants who secretly expressed their hearts to each other. In the end, they probably would be themselves who were beaten.

Qiao Xunfeng gritted her teeth in hatred, but she was not able to do anything to Qiao Guxin.

It was as if at the moment, just like their identities, a gap was blocking here.

Qiao Guxin returned to his yard and took the note from Nianxiang. The words were written simply, and Chu Han asked him to make an appointment.

Qiao Gu thought about it for a moment, then let Nianxiang burn the note.

"Prepare a carriage." She wanted to catch up with Qiao Wenqing and the others.

Nianxiang was a little hesitant on her face, "This, Miss Feng just saw it." If people know it, it would be amazing.

Qiao Guxin waved her hand disdainfully, "She doesn't have that ability."

I can't make this world come.

When Ning Shunhou came again, he didn’t know what kind of scene he was acting in. How could he get off after singing a few lines?

Because of the anxiety, Qiao Guxin did not change her clothes, so she just asked Nianxiang to carry her neck and climb her head. If the carriage was too slow and there were few people, she would just go chase her horse.

Seeing that Qiao Guxin knew it, Nianxiang didn't dare to delay it, so she went down to explain.

On this side, Qiao Wenqing sat in the carriage, passed the downtown area and entered the suburbs, and was stopped by Chu Han who was yelling.

"What's wrong with Brother Chu?" Qiao Wenqing got off the carriage and asked in a low voice.

Chu Hanyin pulled Feng Zhaoan out of the carriage and laughed dryly, "Let's wait for someone."

Feng Zhaoan, who was beside him, suddenly became excited, "Cousin, don't mess around."

Chu Hanyin slapped Feng Zhaoan on the shoulder, "Okay, I know, you don't have to worry about something big won't happen."

Qiao Wenqing looked at the two brothers as if they were having a puzzle, and his face was full of confusion.

However, since Chu Hanyin said and waited for others, this time could still be delayed.

I looked at a pavilion not far away, just sitting and resting.

Qiao Wenbiao lifted the curtain down, "Why are you tired now?" He smiled and came over with a folding fan.

Chu Han whispered and asked Qiao Wenqing, "Can you help me get away?"

Qiao Wenqing looked at Chu Hanyin with a serious look on his face, and thought for a moment, but looked up and said, "Brother Chu has something to do. You go first, I will take the Chu family's carriage later."

Qiao Wenbing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Since my brother has something to say, I'll wait in the carriage." The folding fan in his hand shook gently and retreated leisurely to the carriage.

Feng Zhaoan noticed Qiao Wenbing's folding fan at a glance, and then he looked at the one Qiao Wenqing placed on the table. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "There are any folding fans sold in the capital? I have never seen them."

Qiao Wenqing smiled suddenly and then opened the folding fan, "No, it was done by the second sister in the family."

When Feng Zhaoan heard that it was made by Qiao Wenzhi, he felt dazed in his eyes and then lowered his head.

Qiao Wenqing saw something wrong and wanted to ask, but Chu Hanyin next to him shook his head and signaled that he didn't need to say anything.

On the other side, Qiao Guxin is about to leave the downtown area. There are few people on the street today, so people on the carriage will be treated as soon as possible. However, Qiao Guxin suddenly shouted at the carriage in front of him, "I remember there is a pastry here. Nianxiang, you go buy a pack of osmanthus cakes."

Although Qiao Xunfeng couldn't make any trouble, she could avoid trouble and still felt that she was preparing in advance.

This pastry can be said to be brought to Gu, and it can be discovered in advance and said it was for Qiao Wenqing.

Nianxiang got off the carriage and saw that it was not prosperous around her. After sweeping around, she saw the inconspicuous shop in the corner. Although she didn't know how Qiao Guxin knew about this place, her master ordered her to trot and buy it quickly, so as not to delay the time.

Seeing Nianxiang enter, Qiao Guxin lowered the curtain of the carriage.

The owner of this shop is an old widow and old lady. She is good at making pastries, but because she is slow, she is a repeat customer who is not anxious. Sometimes the old man is in poor health and sick. She doesn't open for ten days and half a month, and the sale is more expensive than the other ones, so the shop has always been deserted.

Qiao Guxin knew about this place because Shen Qiuhe's aunt had specially tasted all the pastries in the capital to please Shen Qiuhe and found such a family.

She was accidentally present at that time and was also exposed to Shen Qiuhe's treasure and ate two pieces.

It was just because of this that the aunt's eyes almost glared.

Later, the aunt was seriously ill and couldn't leave, and the Duke's Mansion could not eat such delicious pastries.

The bitterness in my heart has nothing to do with love, I just want to eat this sweet thing. Qiao Guxin found this place after asking a few times.

"Master, are you really not going to take action?" Dali Temple complained, and Wang Si tried to persuade Shen Qiuhe several times but failed.

Now that the Dali Temple Chief is huddling at home all day long, everyone can only ask for help in front of Shen Qiuhe.

Shen Qiuhe shook his head, "What's the hurry?"

It is rare to have these few days of hard work, so he doesn’t have to worry about the tolerance. What else does he do to himself?

Today I have nothing to do, so I took Wang Si out for a walk. I still remember that there is a good pastry here.

"Master, isn't that the maid in front of Miss Qiao?" When Wang Si looked up, he happened to see the scene of Nianxiang running out of the shop. "What are they in a hurry to do?"

I looked around and saw that it was just a pastry shop, not a medicine shop. How anxious can I be?

Shen Qiuhe also looked at it. He thought Qiao Guxin had bought pastries and wanted to go home, but now he thought he was wrong. After Nianxiang got on the carriage, the carriage actually took the way out of the city.

"Come on!" Shen Qiuhe raised his hand and signaled Wang Si to take the horse.

Because of the delay, the groom raised the whip and let the horse run faster.

After a while, Qiao Wenqing and the others sat there, they listened to the sound of horse hooves and thought they were the scholars who were also rushing to go, so they got up and told the people below to stop the carriage on the side of the road, so that they would not block the way.

"Girl, there is the carriage from the Chu family in front of him." The groom had good eyesight. After recognizing the carriage, he slowed down the horse. When he was about to get closer, Nianxiang lifted up the curtain and looked outside. He really saw the young master of the Chu family sitting in the pavilion in front of him.

"Sister?" Qiao Wenqing had just walked a step and saw that it was Nianxiang, and couldn't help but shout.

Chu Hanyin quickly stood up and naturally went his clothes, "Miss Qiao is here."

The carriage stopped, Qiao Wenqing was waiting for Qiao Guxin at the front. When the person approached, he wanted to ask Qiao Guxin what was wrong, so she caught up with her.

Unexpectedly, Chu Hanyin bent down deeply, "Miss Lao is going on this trip, and I'm sorry to forgive me."

Qiao Wenqing looked at Chu Hanyin, "Brother Chu, what's wrong?"

Chu Hanyin raised his hand and signaled Qiao Guxin to walk forward, and then he told the story after everyone sat down.

It turned out that yesterday, Chu Hanyin suddenly remembered that he had a big goal this time. For auspicious purposes, he wanted to ask Chu's father for the Dongfeng Zi Inkstone with Chu's father.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally heard my parents' conversation.

He said what Ning Shunhou came to the mansion two days ago to do. It turned out that he was asking about Feng Zhaoan's background from the side.

Yesterday, he mentioned to the Chu family that he wanted to marry Qiao Xunfeng to Feng Zhaoan. Although Feng Zhaoan was talented, the imperial list was not down, and everything had variables. Now Feng Zhaoan is just a scholar in a small family. If he could marry the marquis's mansion, he would naturally be a high-level person.

But Chu's father was also careful. Ning Shunhou had never cared about idle things. He suddenly said that his relatives always felt that things were wrong. He could only say that he wanted to write to Rongcheng and ask. After all, there is no reason why his uncle decides the major issues of marriage.

Ning Shunhou expressed his understanding. He only said something and didn't care if he didn't want to marry the Marquis' Mansion. The girls in the Marquis' Mansion were not going to marry. At that time, the concubines would marry, and the good or bad things would be their fate.

When Chu's father heard that Ning Shunhou had something to say, he quickly asked Chu's mother after he came back, but he knew if there was something here that he didn't know.

After saying that, Chu Hanyin sighed long, "I am not smart enough, I really can't think of any way. I wonder if we can have a perfect solution."

Feng Zhaoanyuan didn't know that Chu Han sent a letter to Qiao Guxin. Now that everyone has arrived, he would seem pretentious if he says rude and then gets up and hugs his fists, "I'm sorry, you guys are worried about it."

If Feng Zhao'an had no one to whom he belonged to and had Ning Shunhou's attention, that would be the Bole that scholars longed to meet the most, and the grace of appreciation would naturally be willing to promise the favor of all ages.

And if the person in Feng Zhao'an's heart has nothing to do with the Hou's Mansion, he wouldn't care if Ning Shunhou spoke harshly.

But Feng Zhaoan was thinking of Qiao Wenzhi. Now, Ning Shunhou meant that he would either not get married or he could only be Qiao Xunfeng. If Ning Shunhou was unhappy and could not deal with Feng Zhaoan, Qiao Wenzhi would just do it.

A woman's second reincarnation is her marriage. If she is entrusted to someone, it will be a lifelong suffering.

Feng Zhao'an lowered his eyes, suddenly raised his robe, and knelt directly in front of Qiao Guxin and Qiao Wenqing, "I'm not surprised, Xiao Xiang's second girl is willing to be punished."

He is not a person who likes to express himself, but if he doesn't explain his feelings clearly, he will probably be out of luck with Qiao Wenzhi in this life, and he will not care about anything else at this moment.

When he is young, he always has a sense of enthusiasm. Whether it is a gold medal or a wedding banquet, he wants to make a big shot.

Qiao Wenqing turned his head to look at Qiao Guxin. After all, Shang Xiao understood their ignorant feelings, but he had never participated in it personally. Now he had a faint sweat on his palms and was always a little nervous.
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