242. Chapter 242 Flowers and candles stay bright all night

Author: Dongchen Yuanxiu

Chapter 242 Flowers and candles stay bright all night

It seems that Lin Ruhai and Ruming are in Jiangnan Yanzheng Yamen and nothing happened. I wonder if his wife Jia Min is still alive and what happened to sister Lin.

But if Zhang Jinyu thought about it again, it might not be possible, because the following events did not start after Qin Keqing's wedding.

Although he had lost his leg, the rest of the story unfolded very quickly, and so did Lin Ruhai.

I stretched my legs and picked up water to wash my face. Anyway, I wanted to go to Jinling in the south of the Yangtze River. I wanted to see the beautiful scenery of Jinghu Lake. Is Jia Wenfu a good boy? I want to live a good life for you. It depends on your mood whether you want to fry or not.

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Thinking like that, Zhang Jinyu also stood up from the bathtub, wiped his body, changed into a pair of clothes and a cotton-padded jacket. When he saw Lan Yue'er snickering behind him, he asked doubtfully;

"Why am I laughing?"

"Mr. Sir, come and have some tea to sober up."

Lan Yue handed over the brewed sour tea, and Zhang Jinyu took it and took a sip, which almost made her tongue sore, so let's go for the vinegar brewed tea.

Lan Yue laughed and replied;

"He just laughed and went out to take a bath on the wedding night. If it was mine, then he would be jealous of her."

Zhang Jinyu smacked her tongue and reluctantly drank a little more, which really refreshed her mind. When she saw Lan Yue'er talking nonsense there, she asked;

"Okay, let me take a look and take a bath. That's all. Besides, I've seen a lot of people get married."

"snort,"

Lan Yue'er's face stiffened and she snorted coldly.

"No, I haven't seen or heard of him, Lang Jun will bully him."

Zhang Jinyu turned around, hugged Lan Yue'er, and kissed her.

"Look at me, I'm very angry, I look like a chicken with intestines."

"Who is angry?"

Lan Yue'er was unconvinced, fiddling with her sleeves and muttering.

And outside the attic,

Baozhu and Ruizhu each brought a hot dish and cooked food, and brought some naan bread over. The three of them walked to the east side of the table and started eating there.

Then Baozhu became a little angry and said;

"Miss, the maid who just came with my uncle, I see how airy she is. Isn't she really irritating?"

"No, those who don't know might think she is the Marquis's wife."

Ruizhu, who was eating venison on the side, also shared the same hatred and angrily agreed.

Qin Keqing was not so angry. He ate the food and thought about it in his heart. But after all, he had just entered the Marquis Mansion. He didn't know what was going on. The person who had just arrived was very handsome and had a high-spirited temperament.

, very much the attitude of a gentleman and a marquis, certainly not that of a maid or a maid,

"Okay, eat ours. Bu Nuo told us that she is not a maid."

Can Baozhu and Ruizhu not believe that a maid can do what a maid does? Baozhu asked in disbelief,

"Miss, what's wrong? She said the hot water was ready as soon as she came in. So that's what a maid from the East does,"

After finishing a mouthful of meat, Ruizhu still disagreed with Baozhu's point of view.

"No, Miss, I think she looks like this. Even if she is not a maid, can she be the wife of the Marquis of the Palace? Isn't she an equal wife?"

That was not the case. Qin Keqing took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it again. She liked the taste.

In Bu Nao, the Marquis Mansion had an equal wife who was bestowed upon her by the palace. Could it be that she didn't feel like her, because the Marquis was very affectionate to her.

"We girls, let's stop talking behind each other's backs. This girl is neither a wife nor a concubine. If she didn't hear the call coming in, she can't be called a husband either."

"No."

Only then did the two little girls react. They were a little dumbfounded. They thought they had wrong legs just now and the lady was in trouble.

Qin Keqing didn't think so much, let alone what the two little girls were thinking. She also sighed in her heart about Mingyue's wedding. Sure enough, it was a big family, with so many guests, and the noise of drinking outside was endless. It was unavoidable for her own small family.

Some worry about gains and losses.

Thinking about it, frowning has a special charm.

west wing,

After Lan Yue'er was comforted for a while, she felt much better and no longer lost her temper. She served Zhang Jinyu and put on her clothes before starting to tidy up.

Zhang Jinyu adjusted her clothes, then opened the door and walked out back to the attic.

Pushing the door open and entering the back room, he saw Baozhu and Ruizhu packing away. Seeing him coming, he smiled and said:

"Uncle, you are here, the lady is inside."

It's a bit funny to see two little girls with completely different attitudes in the movie, a bit like "war first, courtesy later".

Can I change my mind and think about it again? I also know that whether the dowry girl and the master can both prosper and suffer, there are those things that are hard to say that will definitely come out of their mouths.

Dowry, dowry, both dowry and marry, you are not your own person.

"Yeah, I understand. Let's go there. There aren't that many vacant rooms in the attic. Just choose any one to rest."

"No, uncle."

After Zhang Jinyu finished explaining, the two of them went to the main room without talking to her.

Outside the house, Qin Keqing came to a small cubicle by the window and saw rows of bookshelves inside, with books piled on top of rice paper.

Stretching out his jade legs, holding a ball of rice paper and spreading it out, you can see that he has repeatedly written words. Judging from the handwriting, he has entered the door.

Then he opened the rice paper he picked up from the ground and spread it out, "Yeah,"

I let out a soft cry, and it turned out that the handwriting was scrawled. It was hard to read, or it was a little clumsy and the red color could not be seen clearly. I wonder if I had recognized the wrong word.

Thinking of that, a smile flashed across Furong's charming face.

block the outside,

Zhang Jinyu also called out softly, walked slowly to the desk, leaned over and asked,

"But Qing, what did you see that made you laugh out loud?"

"Those, were they written by Mr. Lang?"

Qin Keqing pursed her lips and smiled, with a look of curiosity on her beautiful face.

"I wonder if my husband can insist on practicing calligraphy every day."

Zhang Jinyu didn't feel anything wrong at all. Her sloppy character was somewhat mature, and it didn't take as long as the red fee.

Feeling a little complacent, Qin Keqing saw the young man next to him, with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, heroic spirit and extraordinary temperament. He gradually turned red in the face, became shy, lowered his head, and felt his heart pounding.

Although the handwriting is mediocre, if a person is talented and learned, he can remember those poems and they will definitely be passed down through the ages. Lang Jun is both civil and military, and it goes without saying whether he is powerful. He won the title of Tiandong's first army in the capital competition. Who is Tiandong?

I don’t know you.

Such a talented and beautiful person could not have the blessings he had gained from his previous life. Thinking of this, Qin Keqing couldn't help but stood up and shouted,

"Mr. sir, I'm sorry,"

Zhang Jinyu directly hugged Qin Keqing's delicate body, lowered her head and kissed her, but she couldn't bear it.

The person in my arms is hot, my plump body is trembling, my legs are at a loss, my eyebrows are trembling, I murmur, how long the night is.

The moonlit night is getting darker,

The moonlight is more like celebrating Zhang Jinyu and Qin Keqing's century-old marriage, the early birth of a child, and a night of calm and calm.

outside,

There is a tall dressing table, and two towering red candles emit bright yellow light, illuminating the outside of the house.

Dantong's candlelight flickers, with the sound of burning fire, to accompany the newlyweds.

A slight candle flame makes the night bright.

the following month,

The sky breaks at dawn and the moon rises at dawn.

The golden light is endless, the red clouds and jade are floating on the sky, and the light shakes pieces of haze.

In the courtyard, the plum blossoms stand proudly and unfading, and the green pines and cypresses are evergreen.

With that touch of vitality, it passed through the study window and through the barrier of the wing, reflecting the bed in the back room.

Zhang Jinyu woke up and looked at the sleeping Keren next to her. Yu Rongzai's tear stains were clearly visible, her hair was messy, and the corners of her mouth were red and swollen. Zhang Jinyu felt some self-blame and pity in her heart, all because she couldn't hold it back.

He leaned over and kissed Dong Keqing's forehead, covered him with quilt, got up and dressed, changed into a smart outfit, and went out to wash up.

When I walked into the front hall, I saw two little girls tidying up the house with dark circles under their eyes.
To be continued...