Summary of the previous chapter: Wei Jinzhong, at the suggestion of his lackey Wang Tigan, ordered Wang Tigan to abduct Li Qinghan while the Ma family was out burning paper for Mr. Ma...
Seeing Ma Xiaoquan and Li Qinghan walking away, Mrs. Ma laughed heartily. Ma Tong stepped forward and said, "Madam, do you want to bring Qinghan and the first generation head of the family together?"
Mrs. Ma smiled and said: "Ma Tong, you can see it, haha, I think the first-generation head of the family also understands my thoughts. Alas, there is nothing I can do about it. If it weren't for the first-generation head of the family, Qinghan would have gone to the palace to suffer. .....”
"But madam, that was the first generation head of the family...According to what is written in my Ma family tree, he used to..."
"Ma Tong, you don't need to say more about this. I can tell that the first generation head of the family is a sweet-tempered person, and the most important thing is... Qing Hanyi hated her at first, but since Cining Palace Yi After the incident, something was wrong with the way Qinghan looked at the first generation head of the family..."
Ma Tong nodded: "Yes, madam, I think Qinghan is a little tempted by the first generation head of the family..."
Mrs. Ma sighed: "I don't know what the first-generation head of the family thinks, I hope..."
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Ma Xiaoquan was indeed thinking, but at the moment he was thinking about how to tell Li Qinghan what he was thinking now.
Ma Xiaoquan is very aware of Li Qinghan's change in attitude towards him in recent days, but... Ma Xiaoquan really doesn't want to leave a love debt in this era.
Whenever he is alone at night, Ma Xiaoquan often thinks of his female relatives in the late Han Dynasty: Hua Yuexin, Diao Chan, Xiu'er, Miaoyu, Hua Lin, Hua Yue Lin, Ling'er, Qing Yi, Murong Ziyan ...The laughter, laughter and sadness of the past flashed before his eyes one after another... In his dreams, he would often dream of that girl again, and he could never let go of that girl. The girl who I love deeply and have always been afraid of...
"Yue'er..." Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Li Qinghan was beside Ma Xiaoquan. Hearing Ma Xiaoquan call "Yue'er" softly, Li Qinghan felt a little sad in his heart.
This is the second time that Li Qinghan heard Ma Xiaoquan call that "Yue'er". Who is that Yue'er? Who can make Ma Xiaoquan miss him so much?
"Ma Xiaoquan," Li Qinghan asked somewhat unhappily, "I want to ask you a question."
Ma Xiaoquan came back to his senses and looked at Li Qinghan's serious face, "Go ahead, sister-in-law."
Li Qinghan paused for a moment and asked: "Who is the moon you have been talking about? Is it a boy or a girl?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: My ears are quite pointed, um, just right, I'll take this opportunity to make it clear to you...
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly: "Female!"
"Female?" Although Li Qinghan had always guessed that the Yue'er mentioned by Ma Xiaoquan was a woman, before she got the answer, she had always had an extravagant hope. One day, Ma Xiaoquan told her that the Yue'er was a man. Or a child.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yes."
"How old are you?"
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment and said, "If I remember correctly, he should be twenty-three years old."
"Twenty-three years old..." Li Qinghan's heart suddenly went cold.
He is already twenty-seven years old, but the woman Ma Xiaoquan talks about is only twenty-three years old. Although Li Qinghan is very confident in his appearance, when he talks about his age, Li Qinghan feels a faint pain in his heart.
"Who is she to you? Why do you talk about her..."
Ma Xiaoquan said: "She is my lover, so I talk about her..."
Li Qinghan's heart was violently shaken: "Do you love her?"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed in his heart: Li Qinghan, Li Qinghan, what are you doing?
Ma Xiaoquan did not say a word. Facing Li Qinghan, he hesitated.
It's not that I don't love him, it's just that when Ma Xiaoquan faces Li Qinghan, he always has a strange feeling, as if they have known each other for a long time.
"Answer me!" Li Qinghan suddenly stopped and grabbed Ma Xiaoquan.
Li Qinghan's pull was so forceful that he almost pulled down the unprepared Ma Xiaoquan. Ma Xiaoquan stumbled backwards before finally stopping without any danger.
"Answer me!" Before Ma Xiaoquan could speak, Li Qinghan repeated it again.
Ma Xiaoquan sighed and looked at Li Qinghan helplessly.
At this moment, Li Qinghan's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, as cold as her name.
However, because Li Qinghan is so beautiful, even when she is so depressed and angry, she is still so charming and lovely.
Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. Li Qinghan caught this action and became even more angry.
"I know..." Li Qinghan said softly, then turned and left.
"Sister-in-law, where are you going?"
Li Qinghan said without looking back: "Go home..."
Ma Xiaoquan stood in a daze, watching Li Qinghan's figure gradually disappearing, feeling an indescribable discomfort in his heart.
"Haha..." Ma Xiaoquan giggled. At this moment, he could only use hehe to explain away his discomfort...
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In a corner not far from Ma Xiaoquan and Li Qinghan, a short man sneaked in.
"Eunuch Wang... I just saw that Ma Xiaoquan and Li Qinghan were separated..."
"Oh? Separated? Are you sure?"
The short man nodded and said: "It's absolutely true, father-in-law, I also heard that Li Qinghan say that she went home."
"Well, what about Ma Xiaoquan?"
"When I got back to my father-in-law, Ma Xiaoquan didn't come back. Judging from the direction he went, he should have gone to Feng Lai Tower..."
"Great, your luck is really good today. Well, let's go to Ma's house."
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When Li Qinghan returned home, Xiaohuan wanted to ask her, but when she saw the frost on Li Qinghan's face, she was too scared to ask.
The eldest lady rarely has such emotions. Did that Ma Xiaoquan offend the eldest lady again?
Back in his boudoir, Li Qinghan finally couldn't hold back his tears.
Lying on the bed, Li Qinghan's tears stained the pillow towel and sheets.
"Miss..." Xiaohuan called softly at the door.
Li Qinghan sobbed a few times, wiped the tears from his face, and responded to Xiao Huan outside the door: "I'm fine, Xiao Huan, we will have lunch for lunch. I want to eat fried noodles."
"Oh, okay, I'll leave Xiaohuan to the eldest lady now."