After a while, Bai Su went in with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "Girl, guess who gave you a holiday gift?"

Su Qinghuan responded, "Didn't I tell Jin Nu before I came that he didn't have to pay attention to these red tape?"

"Not the prince," Bai Su said with a smile, "it's Miss Shiba."

"Mingzhu? But hasn't she been to Shandong to visit relatives and celebrate the New Year? Speaking of which, I haven't written a letter to her yet." Su Qinghuan felt a little ashamed.

"Although she is in Shandong, she cares about you in her heart." Bai Su said, "This is the real handkerchief."

Su Qinghuan thought something was wrong. Mingzhu was careless and not such a person who paid special attention to etiquette.

What's more, she knew about her own visit to the border town so quickly, and even prepared gifts?

Could it be that Su Qinghuan's heart sank, could it be Ming Wei?

Oh my God, the earth, he must not be so uneasy.

If it were him, Lu Qi knew about it again, and he wouldn't have soaked it in the vinegar tank and then peeled her skin?

"Bai Su, please come in and see what it is." She said hurriedly.

Bai Su left in response.

But he was afraid of anything he was afraid of. As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qi lifted the curtain and came in.

When Su Qinghuan saw that his face was dark, she cried out in her heart that something was wrong, guessing that he might have thought of him.

So she said guiltily: "Why did you come back so early today?"

Lu Qi said sarcastically: "Is this a pity that I came back too early, and has it delayed your viewing of the gift list?"

He was worried that she would have a fever again. Thinking that today was the New Year, he took a leave of absence from his subordinates and came back to accompany her. He didn't expect that he would meet her and wanted to remove the gifts.

Don’t she think about it with her mind, will Mingzhu give her a gift?

Who gave it to Sima Zhao's heart is well known to everyone!

Su Qinghuan rolled her eyes and asked Bai Su and Bai Zhi to go down, saying, "What gift list? I haven't seen it. I haven't eaten dumplings yet during the Chinese New Year. Are you drinking the vinegar that dipped in the dumplings first?"

"Don't pretend to be confused when you understand." Lu Qi hummed, "You don't know who gave it to me?"

"Who gave it to me? Isn't it Mingzhu?" Su Qinghuan refused to admit that he knew it.

"It's Ming Wei." Lu Qi gritted his teeth and walked to her side and sat down while speaking, stretched out his hand to touch her forehead.

Fortunately, the fever had subsided. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mingzhu is now from the Ming family. If Lord Ming helps her send someone to deliver the gift, it would be normal."

"Hmph, you know what I mean."

"I don't know." Su Qinghuan refused to admit it, "The things are all here, and I haven't seen them either. Why don't you open them?"

Lu Qi: "You are the mistress of the family. How dare I touch your things? That's not a slap in the face."

Su Qinghuan covered her face, sour, sour.

"I'm sick, please help me open it." She pretended to be weak and lay down on the bed, actually enduring her stomach hurt.

Lu Qi couldn't tell where she was pretending, and went to the table to pick up the gift list.

Su Qinghuan stared at his face wide and found, huh, is there something wrong?

The sneer gradually disappeared and became embarrassment?

Could it be given by Mingzhu?

She immediately became arrogant and looked at Lu Qi with a squinted eyes: "Uncle Lu, what did Lord Ming give me? What evidence did you seize on private authorization?"

Lu Qi glanced at her, "Do you think it's Ming Shiba?"

"Isn't it?" If it weren't for her, could you still eat Xiang like this?

I was already angry and wrote a letter to scold Ming Wei.

Lu Qi threw the gift list on the bed: "Look at it yourself."

It's so boring, a waste of emotion.

He reached out and poured himself a cup of tea, sat on the chair and took a sip, then picked up a piece of candy melon and put it in his mouth. He quickly said disgusted, "It's too sweet, so terrible."

When Su Qinghuan saw the gift list, her smile froze and patted the bed, she said, "He is so brave! He dares to deliver things to me in the name of Mingzhu! Who is he!"

The gift list clearly stated that it was Dai Mingzhu, the boss Cai from Jinxiang Garden.

He dares, too!

Lu Qi took a sip of tea and diluted the sweetness in his mouth, and then said disdainfully: "The businessman values ​​profits and can only be tricked by sneaking in, but can't get on the table."

"This matter ruins Mingzhu's reputation. It would be fine to give it to me. If I give it to others under the banner of Mingzhu, how do others think of Mingzhu?"

Mingzhu and Li are not easy to live, and their reputation can withstand such corruption!

Su Qinghuan was so angry that she trembled all over and lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll write to Mingzhu to tell her!"

"What's the use of telling her?"

Su Qinghuan thought it seemed that there was a reason, so she moved to the table, pulled Lu Qi's sleeve, and said with a flattering look on her face: "General? Mr. Lu?"

Lu Qi ignored her.

"My husband?" Su Qinghuan was in front of him, with a thicker face than the city wall and was indomitable.

"Yeah." Lu Qi agreed stiffly, but the curve of the corners of his mouth revealed his true mood at the moment.

"You just write a letter to Lord Ming."

After Ming Wei knew about it, he should know how to deal with it.

Even if he might use thunder means, Su Qinghuan felt it was not an exaggeration.

Lu Qi took Qiao for a while, and finally reluctantly agreed.

Su Qinghuan thought for a while: "Why don't you prepare a return gift? Pretend that this gift really comes from the Ming Mansion. If I just gave it to me alone, then this matter may not be that bad. There will be a come and go, so let's stop here."

Lu Qi didn't want to.

Mingzhu is not in the mansion, so it goes without saying who received the gift this time.

Ming Wei has always thought too much. What if he thinks that Su Qinghuan is interested in him, and sticks up like a dog skin plaster?

Therefore, you can’t even give me a gift if you beat me to death!

Such "principles" issues were left to Su Qinghuan torn apart, and Lu Qi would never agree.

Su Qinghuan had no choice but to compromise: "Why should I give Mingzhu two sets of clothes? Her clothes?"

Lu Qi had a blank expression on his face: "Have you prepared my clothes?"

“It’s done.”

"Then do two more sets!"

Su Qinghuan: "...I'll buy two sets of assembly in the ready-to-wear shop."

Lu Qi then reluctantly agreed.

The letter and clothes were sent back together, but Su Qinghuan kept in mind, worried that Mingzhu would be affected.

Fortunately, the atmosphere of the middle-aged solar term in the military camp was getting heavier and there were lanterns hanging everywhere, and there were people sticking door gods on the tent, which somewhat relieved Su Qinghuan's anxiety.

Later she realized that there are some specialties in the army. The more important festivals come, on the one hand, we should be vigilant, and on the other hand, we should be extremely lively, so as not to miss our family more during the holidays and disrupt the morale of the army.

On New Year's Eve, it is said that many fireworks will be set off, and the whole army will celebrate together.

Lu Qi wanted to bring all the soldiers to celebrate, as if her wish to stay with him to watch the night was dashed!
Chapter completed!