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Wang Ruofu became even more excited when he thought of this. He pinched the handkerchief and twisted it again and again, gritting his teeth and said, "What a shame, I let that bitch's son take advantage of it."

Ru Lan on the side was playing with the two teacups in front of her, muttering to herself: "A young marquis or a young prince, which one is better?"

When Wang Ruofu and Liu's mother heard this, they didn't know what to say and could only shake their heads helplessly.

On the other side of Lin Qige, Lin Xiaoniang was also struggling.

"There is a young prince and a young prince. How should we choose?"

The servants on the side rolled their eyes when they heard this, as if they were rushing to get your daughter, and they didn't even look at their family background. How could they look at a concubine?

But Mo Lan said coyly: "My dear, what are you talking about? I already have brother Ziyu, and that young man, no matter how good he is, can't get enough of me."

Lin Xiaoniang said angrily: "You girl, what are you talking about? Did you and the young Marquis exchange a token of love? Or did you make a private commitment for life? Can you guarantee that I won't marry anyone but you?"

Mo Lan turned away angrily, she was not happy to hear such words.

Lin Xiaoniang had no choice but to persuade her sincerely: "You, don't get yourself into too deep. This woman, getting married is like reincarnating for the second time. She cannot afford to lose. We can't put all our money into it. We have to be careful before making a decision."

Note, do you know?”

"oh."

Turning around, Qin Hao arrived at the side door of Sheng's house in a carriage. At this time, another carriage happened to be parked next to it.

Qin Hao got off the carriage and saw a handsome young man with bright eyes and white teeth also getting off the carriage.

At this time, Sheng Changbai came over from the backyard and smiled when he saw it: "Yesterday I heard that Yuan Ruo was coming to class. I was so happy that I didn't sleep a wink all night. I almost missed picking him up. Don't blame Yuan Ruo."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Qi Heng smiled slightly and said loudly: "Brother Zecheng said something, I am the one who bothered you."

Sheng Changbai then introduced Qin Hao and Qi Heng.

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Qin Hao also started chatting with Qi Heng, but when they talked about Gu Tingye, Qi Heng said: "In that case, I have to call Ziyu third uncle."

"Oh? Why is this?" Sheng Changbai asked curiously.

Qi Heng explained: "The Qi family is related to the Gu family. They happen to be nephews in my generation. Ziyu is Gu's second uncle's cousin. Shouldn't I call him third uncle?"

"Haha, let's talk about our own things. Anyway, my cousin hasn't come to the capital now. Don't take this crooked relative seriously, otherwise Zhuang Xuexue will laugh at us for being pedantic again." Qin Hao said with a smile.

"Okay, to be honest, Ziyu is four years younger than me, so I'm not used to calling him uncle." Qi Heng also laughed when he heard this.

Qin Hao nodded secretly. No wonder Qi Heng was so popular with women in the original drama. He was handsome, had a good family background, had a good personality, and was funny. His only shortcoming might be that he was not decisive enough.

Qin Hao and his party came to the school chatting and laughing, and happened to meet three girls, Ru Lan, Mo Lan, and Ming Lan, coming to class.

For a moment, Ru Lan and Mo Lan didn't know where to turn their eyes. This young man looked too good-looking.

Qin Hao and Qi Heng belong to two different types of handsome men. Qin Hao is the masculine type with sharp and angular facial contours, while Qi Heng is the elegant type with softer lines and gives people the feeling of being as gentle as jade.

Ru Lan and Mo Lan basically didn't listen to this class, and their eyes couldn't help but drift towards Qin Hao and Qi Heng.

Only Minglan was fishing as usual. I don’t know if Zhuang Xuexue’s reading voice had a hypnotic effect. This girl always looked like she couldn’t wake up. If it weren’t for the fact that she could still see a trace of it through the slits of her squinted eyes.

The light would definitely think that she was completely asleep.

Time flew by so fast, and it was already winter in the blink of an eye. Qin Hao also spent his first Spring Festival in Dongchanghou Mansion. Of course, in the Song Dynasty, it was not called the Spring Festival, but New Year's Day. It was a holiday from the Winter Solstice to the Lantern Festival.

The decline of Dongchang Houfu can also be seen from here. There is an endless stream of guests coming and going from Ningyuan Houfu, who is also a marquis, but Dongchang Houfu only has three or two kittens. This is reality.

But for Qin Hao, this is not a bad thing. Ancient etiquette is too cumbersome. If nothing else, just New Year greetings give Qin Hao a headache.

New Year greetings for future generations are just a formality, saying a few auspicious words and you can get red envelopes.

But in ancient times, it was really necessary to kowtow when paying New Year greetings.

After finally visiting relatives, Qin Hao's neck felt a little sore. As soon as he returned to the room and sat down, a pair of gentle hands pressed and kneaded the back of Qin Hao's neck.

Qin Hao looked back and saw that Qingmei was working hard to help him relieve his fatigue. Over the past year, Qingmei had been waiting in his room.

Of course, Qingmei's "job" is to warm the bed. Especially in winter, when there is no fire kang, it is so comfortable to have someone to hold her and sleep with.

The only pity is that Qin Hao is only thirteen years old, so it's not time yet.

After massaging Qin Hao, Qingmei blushed again and asked: "Sir, it's getting late. Can Qingmei warm the bed for you?"

Qin Hao nodded, and Qingmei shyly walked to the bed, took off her coat, and got into bed.

After a while, Qin Hao blew out the candle and got in. Qingmei's hot body trembled, but she obediently put Qin Hao's feet on her belly.

Alas, I like this decadent feudal society!

Qin Hao thought sinfully, and his cold hands slipped into a warm haven. Qingmei snorted and trembled a few times.

I don't know how long it took, but Qingmei suddenly felt Qin Hao's hand withdrawing. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little disappointed at the same time.

Qin Hao smiled and pinched her cheek: "It's not the time yet."

Qingmei lowered her head shyly and said an inaudible "hmm".

"Go to sleep, I have to go to the Sheng family to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow." Qin Hao hugged Qingmei into his arms.

Qingmei lay on Qin Hao's chest, rubbed it, and closed her eyes.

Soon after, Qin Junye and his wife took Qin Hao to the Sheng Mansion, and brought many gifts, mainly to thank the Sheng family for allowing Qin Hao to study in their private school, and at the same time, they also opened the family's book collection to Qin Hao.

In ancient times, books were very expensive to make and inconvenient to circulate. Many books were single copies, and the heritage of the scholarly family was reflected here. Although the books of the Sheng family were not as numerous as those of Bailudong Academy, the quality was even better.

In addition, many of the ancestors of the Sheng family have some unique insights into the famous works of the sages, which cannot be seen outside.
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