MTL - Royal Beloved Black Wife-Chapter 65 When Yao Xi ends, Qianqian's conditions (4)

  Chapter 65 Yao Xi's End, Brilliant Conditions (4)

The    man stretched out his hand, held her sweaty little hand in his palm, and said, "Bizhu, don't be afraid, my parents will like you."

   After hearing this, Bizhu trembled slightly: "Brother Zichuan, I...I'm a maid..."

The    man smiled slightly: "Isn't it right now? Even if there is something, they won't mind. You've been scared all the way, so put your heart back in your stomach."

  Bizhu's throat slid, and she looked at the man with trembling eyes: "How about...I'm still gone? I...I'll be your maid, and I'll be willing to serve you all my life."

The    man smiled helplessly. Such conversations were staged between them almost every day. He lifted Bi Zhu's face, looked into her steamy eyes and said, "Look at me."

  Bizhu glanced at him, and quickly lowered her long eyelashes.

The man said: "Bizhu, it's me who wants to marry you, and it's me who will live with you in the future. I brought you back to make everything more justifiable, but whether they agree or not, I still want to marry you. "

  Bizhu was so moved that she grabbed his hand and choked: "I see, Brother Zichuan, I'll never say such stupid things again."

The    man smiled and stroked her shoulder.

  The carriage continued to travel in the snow and wind, and after a quarter of an hour, it arrived at a mansion with many towering parasol trees.

The    man jumped out of the carriage and knocked **** the door.

  The boy put on a cotton coat and asked from the door, "Who?"

   "It's me, I'm back."

   The little servant was startled, and the sleepy bugs ran away in an instant: "Eldest young master? The first young master is back!"

   While opening the door for the man, he shouted at the inside: "The eldest young master is back! The eldest young master is back!"

   In the dark mansion, the lights were lit one by one, and the maids and servants were busy one by one.

   "Get up quickly! My son is back!" The woman pushed the man beside her and hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

   The county master almost thought he was dreaming, and was stunned for a while, until the woman put the padded jacket on him, then he opened his eyes and said, "Zichuan is back? Really?"

   Seven years away from home, and finally come back?

  The woman was so excited that he buttoned him wrongly several times: "Yes, we Zichuan are back!"

   "Yeah!" The county master jumped from the bed with a shudder.

   "Big Brother Zichuan..." Bizhu was reluctant to cross the threshold, so she clawed at the door with her hands, trying to stick to it, "Why didn't you tell me that you...you are the son of the county lord?"

   Now, Bi Zhu felt even more unworthy of him.

The    man smiled patiently: "What happened to the county lord? The county lord is also a human, not a beast. Come, don't be afraid, I will take you to meet them."

  Bizhu pulls her legs and is about to run out!

The    man laughed, took her into his arms, and then dragged her to the courtyard where her parents lived.

   As the man said, the county master and the woman liked her very much, and they did not despise or neglect her at all because of her status as a maid.

  The woman took her hand affectionately, and asked warmly, "It's so cold, it's hard to travel, right?"

  Bizhu felt that the woman's hand was very warm, which made her heart feel a little hot.

   "It's not hard, Big Brother Zichuan takes good care of me." She lowered her head and said with a blushing face.

The woman glanced at her high-spirited son, Shuiguang rolled in her eyes, and finally endured it again: "Bizhu, he's just an idiot, he doesn't know much about flexibility, I think you're a sensible person. , and mention him more by his side."

   Offending the champion Wu and sitting on the bench for several years, how could their parents not know? I don't know how many letters I wrote, urging him to go home, or urging him to use his grandfather's relationship. But he just refused, so he spent so many years in Jingzhao Mansion with his head suffocated.

  Fortunately, now, the boss has taken care of him, and he has found the girl he likes.

   To Bizhu, it is a lie to say that he is not disappointed, but if his son likes it, the maid will be a maid!

   Just attack his stubborn temper, if he is not allowed to marry this, maybe he will never marry in his whole life!

Seeing the unpredictable look on the woman's face, Bi Zhu secretly wondered if she did something wrong that made the woman unhappy, but fortunately, the woman quickly recovered and said with a smile, "If he bullies you, you Just tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you!"

  Bizhu's heart seemed to be covered with honey, so sweet that she felt a little dizzy.

   She never dreamed that she would have such a happy day, marrying the son of the official, or being the first wife. Men love her, elders love her, and even her sister-in-law and her younger siblings are very affectionate to her.

   The second young lady handed over a plate of cakes and smiled softly: "Sister-in-law, try it quickly, our Xuzhou specialties cannot be eaten in Beijing."

  Bizhu was going to get it, but when she heard that big sister-in-law, she was too ashamed to know what to do.

  Second Young Lady covered her face and snickered.

The    woman snorted her: "Okay, I thought everyone was as cheeky as you."

  The second young lady rolled her eyes with false grievance: "Before this is over, my mother started to be partial, and I don't follow it."

  The woman picked up a sugar-coated peanut and smashed it on her skirt, so frightened that she thought a bug had fallen, and bounced off the chair.

   Everyone in the room laughed.

   She was angry and funny, and stomped her feet: "I won't play with you!"

   turned around and went out the door.

  Bizhu's complexion turned pale, and she was going to chase.

  The woman stopped her: "She, she went back to the house to be hanged on a horse, don't worry about her."

   Noisy, but like each other, this is the feeling of... home!

"Grandma! Woo... Grandma..." A five-year-old boy, holding a three-year-old girl, came in crying, "Grandma, give me back my sister forsythia, I want to eat the dishes made by my sister forsythia. Meat buns!"

   "Your sister forsythia is married! Let the kitchen cook what you want to eat." The woman coaxed.

  The boy was not happy anymore, he sat on the ground and burst into tears: "The small kitchen is terrible! I want Sister Forsythia! I want it, I want it!"

   (end of this chapter)