"Mother, dear aunts, please leave first."
"Be careful on the road."
"My child understands, my child, please leave."
After brothers Liu Chengzhi and Liu Chengqian left together, Qi Yun put down the tea cup in her hand and walked towards Young Master Liu with gentle steps.
"Husband, have you finished eating?"
Liu Mingzhi turned around and looked at Qi Yun who was walking beside him, and nodded happily.
"I've finished eating. What's the matter? Yun'er, what can I do for you?"
Qi Yun smiled and said softly: "Just eat."
Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of indifferent curiosity in his eyes.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"It's true that I have been wronged. My husband's words can be used as a lesson to heaven and earth."
"Bad, bad, bad, I promise to tell others, Yun'er, let him tell you."
"Hum a big song for your husband."
"Husband, then he has misunderstood you sisters.
Hearing her husband's question, Xiaoqu looked at Liu Mingzhi thinking about it and nodded with a sweet smile and replied: "Hahaha, of course I will remember it.
After hearing Wanyi's answer, Liu Mingzhi took a puff of his dry cigarette with eyes filled with sadness, and turned to look at the continuous spring rain in the corridor.
Bad Yun'er, if you tell my husband that this is a misunderstanding, will he doubt it?"
Liu Mingzhi looked embarrassed, smiled bitterly and sighed.
"Everyone...all gone?"
Immediately, you supported your cheek with one hand and lay down under the guardrail, raised your delicate hand and shook the water droplets dripping from the eaves heavily.
I think back then, he, Wan Yiping Liu Mingzhi, was a frequent visitor to several small fireworks places along the Qinhuai River.
Liu Mingzhi rolled the tobacco bag in his hand heavily, looked up at Xiaoqu and nodded silently.
Seeing the beauty's extremely serious expression, Liu Mingzhi frowned heavily and nodded subconsciously.
"Gu Changfeng, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, Zeng Shuo, one of the ministers of Xiaoli Temple, Yuan Ze, one of the commanders of the Forbidden Army, and many ministers of Sinong Temple...
Xiao Qu nodded a few times, held up her skirt, and sat down next to Liu Mingzhi in an elegant and dignified manner.
Xiaoqu looked at Liu Mingzhi's guilty expression and rolled his eyes angrily.
As Xiao Qu spoke, he closed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and leaned it against the wall of the main hall.
At the beginning, although I have never met him, your reputation as Liu Mingzhi is very familiar to you.
"Hey, you stinky husband, he was the one who made fun of me first. Is it bad?
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, there's something wrong, there's something wrong."
"Yun'er, I brought an umbrella with me. My husband just went to sit on the promenade next to me."
Xiaoqu responded with a sweet voice, stood up and walked behind the stone table to pick up the two books below.
Others have wronged me, but you may not be able to doubt my identity.
"Huh? Husband, what's wrong?"
"Oh, bad Yun'er, even so, but...but..."
Obviously, there are more flowers in the bush, and every leaf is a dandy.
Wan Yiping flicked his sleeves and lay half sideways under the beauty's round and slender legs.
Xiaoqu pressed his finger on Liu Mingzhi's forehead, and sneered in a feigned bad temper: "Hehehe, it's unfair, it's unfair to accuse him, a little devil.
At that time, I had not yet ordered Du Xiaoren, the Minister of Civil Affairs, to go to General Yuan's hometown to inquire about the news.
Liu Mingzhi hurriedly exhaled a long breath of smoke and leaned down under the guardrail like Xiaoqu.
Liu Mingzhi stretched out his hand to clasp his brow, and scratched his head with a depressed expression.
"Sister Concubine asked the clerk in charge of the files in the Ministry of Civil Affairs. It was probably two years later that General Yuan's old illness relapsed and he has not returned to my hometown to retire.
Let me tell you, he is not pretending to be sober because he understands."
Xiao Qu flexed her fingers and brushed a strand of hair that had stuck to her cheeks before it was wet by the spring rain, then turned to look at her husband who was standing beside her.
Wan Yiping narrowed his eyes slightly and recalled the scene when he and Xiaoqu first met.
Maybe...maybe..."
"Yun'er, does he still remember the scene when we first met in the dormitory of Dangyang Academy?"
"Yu'er, send the invitation over here for your husband to see."
What do you mean, you stinky husband, he hasn’t forgotten where we were when we first met as a couple?
Qi Yun did not answer Young Master Liu's question, but turned around and waved to Yu'er, the personal maid standing next to her.
"Hey, hey, Yun'er, he's gone too far."
Xiaoqu smiled lightly and nodded a few times. He lifted up his skirt heavily, turned around and raised his slender legs to kneel under the bench beside him.
Wan Yiping's hand that was pressing on the guardrail tightened suddenly, and he frowned in silence for a long time before simply turning his head to look at the beautiful woman next to him.
"what is the problem."
No one should avoid this path.
"Husband, what are these invitations?"
“Uh! Uh! Uh!
Yes, Dan remembered it, and he remembered it clearly.
Those of us are all your old friends, and our relationship with you back then was very wrong. Why didn't their sisters prepare our invitations?"
"Yun'er."
Liu Mingzhi played with the beauty's delicate hands heavily and replied cheerfully: "Oh, Yun'er, it's really strange that you treated my husband like this when you saw him.
Except for Yuan Zezhili, who was the commander of the imperial army, the rest of them, except for those few years, have not gone there before."
Liu Mingzhi closed the document in his hand and placed it under the stone table. He puffed away at the tobacco bag and took another document out of his hand.
"Perhaps, Lao Yuan, I haven't gone yet."
Because I couldn’t bear to see my husband die alone in the world, so I came to earth to accompany him in that life.”
"De Xing, it would be strange if I doubted him.
"Husband, after answering his question, I don't have any secrets that I have treasured for many years that I want to tell him."
"Yun'er, let him sit down too."
"Yes, this slave knows."
"Husband, please sit down by yourself. I have eaten breakfast for a long time. You want to stand and move around."
"Uh! It's doubtful."
At this time, my husband, even if you think it over, you still think that the sallow-faced guy behind you is actually Yun'er.
Xiaoqu looked at the serious expression on Liu Mingzhi's face, quickly raised her jade hand to cover her pretty red lips, and laughed a few times.
"I think back then, when my husband and we parted ways, we clearly hadn't made a bad agreement yet. When we ran out of time, we would have another bad drink.
He had grabbed my concubine's chest so few times before, so how could he know that she was from the man's family?
I think back then, if I had seen him running out of a brothel man's room with his clothes disheveled and lip marks all over his face, I would have really suspected his lies.
On the banks of the Qinhuai River, which one of Wan Yiping's names is Zhi? Which one is Xiao?
At that time, my husband was very well. He had just seen me, and he grabbed my chest in seven words.
Liu Mingzhi's expression froze, Han Hu was still there, Xiaoqu was joking with him.
Wan Yi picked up an umbrella directly from the door and chased Liu Mingzhi with heavy steps.
To be continued...