MTL - Eight Treasures Trousseau-Chapter 55 Heart

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“Wake up?” Jin Jinqiu looked at the person in his arms and laughed out loud. He looked at the sky outside the window, and it was almost late. Because of Hou’s reason, Hua Xi’s mood seemed to be a little bad, so Jin Jinqi simply took people to bed and slept, and saw Hua Xi’s peaceful sleep, he let go of his heart.

He has been worried that Hou’s affairs will affect Hua Xi’s. After all, Hou and her are both married and married to the royal family. It’s just that Hou is in the front. After she is behind, Hou’s is now so miserable. He is worried about her. Think of yourself.

However, she is not Hou, and he is not Yan Boyi.

"Well," Hua Xiyu leaned his head on his chest, lazy and didn't want to move. "I don't want to get up."

When Jin Jinqiu saw her like this, she reached out to her waist and smiled and said: "I don't want to start, I can't afford it." It is rare to see the posture of Hua Xiyu, and Jin Jinqiu will not destroy the scenery.

Perhaps this chest is a little warm, Hua Xizhen feels that she is not so repulsive to Jinqiu, rather than she is rejecting Jinqiu, it is better to say that she is rejecting this unequal marriage. Because she knew the truth, she accepted the marriage, but because of her deep feelings, she would not have a true love for her husband.

Perhaps, even if she can't pay for her own love, she should be better for Jin Jinqiu, because now he has no more wife and more, and he has nothing to do with her.

To put it more mundanely, he does not owe her.

"I never thought that I would marry the royal family," Hua Xi sighed. "I will feel that I will marry an ordinary family when I am young, and then I will make a slightly less grandmother. I will spend the ordinary days and be lazy. When you are old, tease your grandchildren and be at ease."

Jin Jinqiu caressed her hair without talking, just listening quietly.

"After the emperor gave birth, I was bored for a month at home. Later I thought, maybe there is not much difference between the men under the sun. Even if I marry a small door, the man who wants to pay is still fancy, and I don't want to marry. The royal family is just afraid of trouble." Hua Xiyu turned his head to Jinqiu and looked at his good-looking chin. "We have been in the family for half a year, and we have guessed each other's bottom line to the present. Suddenly, it doesn't make sense."

Wood has become a boat, and I want to be more and more clouds. She actually knew it for a long time, but she was not willing.

When Jin Jinqi looked at Hua Xi's eyes, she did not expect that she would say things so clearly, just like what she had been expecting but felt impossible to achieve suddenly, and he was happy and somewhat helpless.

"In fact, from the day of getting married, I want to ask you a word." Hua Xiyu held up his body and turned to sit on the abdomen of Jin Jinqiu. He looked at him with a condescending look. He smiled and said: "Can I believe you?" ?"

Jin Jinqiu stared at these beautiful eyes: "From now on, although I can't tell you something, I won't lie to you. You...will you go with me?"

"What do you say?" Stretched his hand on his chest, Hua Xiyu leaned down and kissed in the corner of Jin Jinqiu. "It's better to try it."

The future is unpredictable. It is better to give each other an opportunity, at least not to leave regrets.

After the night into the night, the people pushed the hot water into the house, did not dare to look inside, and hurried out of the door, but there was some emotion in his heart. The relationship between Wang Ye and Wang Hao was very good.

White summer noodles with anxious color, looked at the closed door, waited for a long time outside and finally got the courage to go to the door and said: "Wang Ye, Wang Hao, slaves, white and summer to see."

"Come in." The singer was Wang Ye, Bai Xi carefully walked in, and saw Wang Ye and Wang Hao sitting at the table. Wang Ye took a towel and wiped the hair to Wang Hao. Wang Hao sat lazily, seemingly even his fingers. I don’t want to lift it. When she sees her coming in, she barely raises her head: "White Summer, what happened?"

Hua Xiyu knows Bai Xia very well. If there is nothing special happening, she will not appear in the house at this time without a look.

"Wang Hao, the girl's milkmaid came to see him in the afternoon, saying that the big girl had a miscarriage. This is the letter that the girl wrote to you." Bai Xia listened to the tone of the girl, the abortion of the girl is not accidental, more like who is being It’s mad. However, the second wife was indifferent to the matter, and the girl turned to Wang Hao to write this letter.

Hua Xi’s face changed: “What happened? It’s not a few days ago that people have reported that they are pregnant. How come in a few days?” With Huayi’s temper, this kind of thing will not In the afternoon, people can send letters, only to explain that this is the way to find out the Zhoufu, so it will not pay attention to the morning or afternoon.

She took the letter from Bai Xia, took out the envelope and took out the letter paper, and found that the writing on the letter was illusory, indicating that the big sister was weak when she wrote the letter, and her spirit was tense, just like being afraid of being discovered.

After reading the whole letter, Hua Xiyu suddenly changed his face: "The big sister has suffered such a big grievance, isn't the second wife?"

Bai Xia shook his head: "The slaves don't know." Maybe the second wife is for her good son.

"Confused!" Hua Xi was so angry that he took the letter on the table. If it was not because the second wife was an elder, she had already opened her mouth. Under the circumstances, there was such a mother, and her daughter was servant by the son-in-law and son-in-law. If she had a miscarriage, she wouldn’t care, wouldn’t it be that people in the capital would laugh at their Fahrenheit family?

Shitu all the way should have relied on his own skills. It is simply not worth the loss to go to such a sinister sin and even sacrifice his own daughter. There are more than 200 scholars in the Da Zhaochao every three years, but how many people are really in the middle of the DPRK?

A good man should have been on his own fortune, and the second wife did not love, but harmed.

"If you repair a book, you can immediately send it to Houfu. After asking your father and mother for advice, I will make a decision." Huayiliu must be managed. Otherwise, it will be given to other women in Huajia. A bad head.

Since you want to kill the chicken and the monkey, then take the Zhou Gongzi to make the chicken.

"Is there a pain in the hand?" Jin Jinqiu took the hand of Hua Xia and gave her a sigh of relief: "There is no trouble to solve this problem. Why do you want to be like this?"

Hua Xi said: "It is easy to clean up Zhou Jia. I am worried about affecting my older sister."

"Zhou Jiazhi's family is not strict, petting his wife, not to mention Zhou Jiagongzi, even Zhou Shilang has to follow the bad luck, he will not have to be an invigilator in the imperial examination in the spring of next year," Yan Jinqiu gently patted her. Back, "Zhou family is so, it is better to let your sister in the lobby and leave the house, after a couple of years, choose Lang to marry again, no matter how much, it will not be worse than Zhou Jiagong."

"I didn't count on this matter. If the second wife refused, it would be useless to say that more people."

"She won't want to have your second uncle. I am afraid that your uncle is still being squatted in the drums. You might as well ask people to ask his opinions." When Jin Jinqi saw Hua Xiyu's mood was much smoother, he laughed. "I heard some things about the quarrel between your uncle and the second brother a few days ago. I heard that it seems that Huada people are not satisfied with Zhou’s marriage."

"You are right," Hua Xi said with a smile on his face. "This should be done with a second uncle."

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