When she heard these words, Sun Ningxue couldn't help but ask herself again.
Yeah, why not?
Such a good opportunity, right time, right place, right people.
As long as she showed a little bit of temper, the Queen Mother would blame her. If there was such a scandal in front of her, her grandfather would block it for her.
But, no.
"Who is not married to marry?" Sun Ningxue sneered and raised her head, "People like us have no chance to choose by ourselves. Not everyone is as good as Mr. Xiao Zhang."
She was not jealous of the woman in front of her, she just lamented her own powerlessness.
"That's right." Zhang Qingjiu curled his lips, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at her wide flower-sleeved robe, "Then why did you hide the knife in your sleeve that night?"
Without waiting for Sun Ningxue's reaction, Zhang Qingjiu asked again, "You were initially planning to kill yourself after the banquet, weren't you?"
Sun Ningxue's face turned pale and she staggered back a step, "How did you..."
She clearly didn't take out the dagger.
"So, why did you agree?" Zhang Qingjiu seemed not to notice the sudden fragility of the woman in front of him. His eyes showed an unprecedented coldness, but he was also sharp enough to see through everything.
Sun Ningxue's expression changed again and again, and she took a deep breath, "Since you know it, you know that I have no intentions towards the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince did such a thing, which makes the country ashamed and me ashamed. After I married him, he
Don't dare to be rude to me, then I can..."
"Only then can we reconcile and marry Xia Xuechen." Zhang Qingjiu nodded clearly and accepted Sun Ningxue's words. She was quite straightforward.
"Do you know him?" Sun Ningxue took a step forward in disbelief.
Zhang Qingjiu thought for a while, "Of the three hundred taels you gave, there are still twenty-two taels left, so I gave it to him."
Sun Ningxue stood there in a daze, and did not come back to her senses for a long time.
Thinking of Xia Xuechen by the river, Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "You two are a perfect match. If you don't agree, you'll want to die."
"What did you say?" Sun Ningxue shuddered and turned pale, "What happened to him?"
"It's okay." Zhang Qingjiu looked out the window, "I'm going to marry you when I can make my grand plans come true."
A flash of disbelief flashed in Sun Ningxue's eyes, and then she stepped forward and took Zhang Qingjiu's hand in surprise, "Really, really?"
Zhang Qingjiu lowered his eyes and took out his hand, "Yeah."
Sun Ningxue retracted her hand nonchalantly. Why did she have the feeling that the person in front of her had a smile on her face, but there seemed to be nothing that could really interest her?
Although she didn't know why the other party knew that the person was Xia Xuechen, when she thought about how she directly said the lottery she had drawn that day, Sun Ningxue understood it again and felt relieved at the same time.
Why should such a fairy-like person really care about her? It’s so effortless? She’s just a mediocre person.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao Zhang, for helping me." Sun Ningxue saluted Zhang Qingjiu again.
"No need to thank me." Zhang Qingjiu glanced at her, "The karma between you and me ended that day. Even if you really wanted to die that night, I wouldn't stop you. You have to figure everything out on your own."
Sun Ningxue: "..."
You put it so bluntly, is it really okay?
"No matter how you say this, Ningxue owes you a favor. Don't worry, if I still marry into the Eighth Prince's Mansion, I will definitely treat your sister well." Thinking of Zhang Qingjiu's unwillingness to accept any more money.
, Sun Ningxue had no choice but to find other ways to thank her.
Unexpectedly, the person who had been so calm just now suddenly frowned fiercely, "Who wants you to treat her well?"
"Ah?" Sun Ningxue was suddenly startled, "It wasn't her who helped rehabilitate..."
Did this save Zhang Qingcha from the death penalty?
"Do you think I'm helping her rehabilitate?" Zhang Qingjiu's mouth showed a hint of a smile.
She had never seen the person in front of her look like this before, and Sun Ningxue couldn't help but be a little stunned for a moment.
The woman in front of her is partly lazy and partly casual, with black hair falling off her shoulders, a black dress with a slender waist and a belt, and a smile at the corner of her mouth like a charming fairy.
But her eyes were so ethereal that people didn't dare to blaspheme easily.
Zhang Qingjiu didn't seem to notice Sun Ningxue's gaze, and sighed quietly: "She can do whatever she wants. Just do your own thing well. If you really feel that you owe me a favor, then let Xia Xuechen pay it back.
After all, you can’t afford it.”
This sentence makes sense...
Sun Ningxue didn't know whether she should cry or laugh.
Although she really wanted to ask how to deal with it, when she saw Zhang Qingjiu who closed her eyes and seemed unwilling to talk to him anymore, Sun Ningxue still sighed and said, "If there is anything Ningxue can do in the future, please just give me the order, Mr. Zhang."
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After saying that, Sun Ningxue carefully prepared to leave.
At this moment, Zhang Qingjiu suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Hey, if you know anyone who wants to pray to gods and Buddhas for fortune telling and feng shui, you can ask her to come to Zhang Xiaoxian."
Sun Ningxue was suddenly startled and did not come back to her senses for a long time.
By the time he came to his senses, the person had already been sent out of the hospital.
After a while, the door creaked open.
Zhang Qingjiu didn't even raise his head, "I'm back."
Looking at the woman who was lazily leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, not looking like a lady at all, Murong Chunlai chuckled softly and put the cake in his hand on the table, "The peach blossom cakes in Xinghualou are not as good as those in Zhaixinglou.
The pear blossom cake is so bad, Mr. Xiao Zhang, please try it?"
There was no hint of panic in his demeanor.
Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes: "The cakes at Xinghualou are no cheaper than those at Zhaixinglou."
Murong Chunlai raised his brows, "Isn't this the monthly payment today? Since I followed Mr. Xiao Zhang, my monthly salary has increased a lot. I just want to be filial to you."
"Really?" Zhang Qingjiu reached out and picked up a piece of peach blossom cake, and said what he said when they first met, "We don't like lying here, you will be punished."
The smile on Murong Chunlai's lips froze slightly, "What are you talking about, Mr. Xiao Zhang? How dare I lie to you? I'm so mean to you. No, I only bought such a small one with a month's money."
Box of crisps.”
"Liar will make you unable to marry your sweetheart." Zhang Qingjiu clapped his fingers as he stuffed the cake into his mouth.
Murong Chunlai: "..."
I have seen vicious people, but I have never seen anyone as vicious as you.
After grinding his molar teeth, Murong Chunlai smiled flatly, "Then don't we have to ask Mr. Xiao Zhang to help us with the matchmaking?"
"Yeah." Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "This pastry is so sweet."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out the door, "Zidi, come here and try the fifteen taels of Xinghualou Peach Blossom Cake and see if you can make it."
Soon, the cheerful footsteps of Purple Butterfly came from the kitchen.
Murong Chunlai looked at the back, and the expression in his eyes changed again and again.
This box of peach blossom cakes is exactly fifteen taels.