My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 3 You Are My Uncle

Qi Yun sat on a chair and quietly looked at Yun Qingshi's master and servant who stood anxiously at the side. Without saying a word, she directly made the master and servant feel nervous, and twisted their fingers together, at a loss.

The tea brought by Chun'er was placed on the table and kept cold from the warm water, and Qi Yun didn't move it.

It seems that the inspection is almost done. Qi Yun gently opened her lips: "My sister is the concubine of my husband Xinna? She looks Zhou Zheng, and her figure is also one in a thousand. Judging from the layout of this room, she is also a good girl who is virtuous, virtuous, educated and reasonable."

Yun Qingshi nodded slightly: "My sister is absurdly praised, but Qingshi dare not take it seriously. The Lord always talks about my sister, and the words of praise are always in my ears. The Lord said that my sister is full of heart, knowledgeable and reasonable, and her appearance is even more beautiful. She is a rare woman in the world, and Qing Shi has always yearned for it in her heart. What kind of sister is she who can make the Duke talk about her for a long time? She can make the Sir so obsessed. Only when I saw Qing Shi today did I know what Furong Chushui is. , a natural beauty, she deserves to be a peerless beauty who can make Sir Alex worry about her."

Yun Qingshi thought that her attitude was already quite respectful to Qi Yun, an elder wife, and her words were full of praise, so she thought to herself that it would not leave a bad impression.

You must know that the concubine's room will leave a bad impression on the eldest wife, and the future life will not be so easy.

However, Yun Qingshi was wrong. Women are the most unreasonable creatures. They are all praise words, which sounds like a provocative tone to Qi Yun. When your husband talks about me, it means that you have been talking about me for a long time. Let's hang out together, otherwise, how can we talk about me for a long time.It's still endless, I want to keep hearing it, how else can I keep hearing it besides the pillow wind.

For a moment, Qi Yun couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, thinking of the words Liu Mingzhi had affectionately confessed to him when he first came to the capital, but in less than a month he took a concubine for himself.

Although the reason for this incident has been explained in the letter, Qi Yun still has some taste. I have arranged for Yinger to serve him, and I don't mind what I want to do, but you don't like the tacit meat in the bowl. How can Qi Yun not feel sour if he wants to move and eat meat from other pots.

With a silent sigh, Qi Yun stroked her lower abdomen, not wanting to get angry. If she gets angry and hurts her body, it will not be worth the loss. She stood up gently: "Father and mother are in the back hall, your new daughter-in-law has to go It’s only a matter of prostration, let’s go together.”

After finishing speaking, she went straight out of the room without waiting for Yun Qingshi's answer. Qi Yun didn't make things difficult for Yun Qingshi, which is already good. It is still difficult for her to accept Yun Qingshi's existence in a short time. After all, her husband was divided in half It is inevitable that there is still some conflicting psychology.

"Miss, the young lady is so serious, will the master and madam be more scary?" Chun'er glanced at Yun Qingshi worriedly.

Yun Qingshi also wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with her sleeves, there was no other way, the little concubine was under a lot of psychological pressure when she saw the elder woman, and Qi Yun's aura was so strong, it was inevitable that Yun Qingshi would show a little bit of sweat. sweat.

"Take one step at a time, let's go to see the ceremony too, otherwise it will inevitably leave a bad impression."

"Husband."

Qi Yun moved lightly with lotus steps, wearing a light blue floral jacket with epiphyllum and cloud patterns woven on it, and a pair of skirts tightly wrapped around her delicate body inside.

"I have met my husband in person." Qi Yun walked up to the hall and blessed her body lightly.

Young Master Liu cheered and stood up from the chair, rushed to Qi Yun with a surprised look: "Yun'er, you are here too, that's great." Then he suddenly picked up Qi Yun and spun around twice. He pecked lightly on his cherry lips: "You miss me so much, how are you doing in Jiangnan?"

"uh-huh....."

Liu Zhi'an saw Young Master Liu's behavior towards Qi Yun as if no one was around, so he had to interrupt, although you and your wife haven't seen each other for a long time, if you want to be intimate, you have to pay attention to the influence, it's still in the public eye.

With a blushing face, Qi Yun broke free from her husband's arms, all emotions disappeared in an instant, and wiped the saliva left by Young Master Liu at the corner of her mouth. Qi Yun blushed and saluted Liu Zhian and his wife: "Father, mother Wanan."

Liu Zhi'an and the two nodded lightly: "The boat is exhausted, don't stand up, sit down."

"Thank you dad."

"Miss, let me help you."

Helping Qi Yun to the chair, Young Master Liu did not leave. Standing behind him, Qi Yun gently kneaded his shoulders, making Qi Yun feel uncomfortable.

Liu Zhi'an rolled his eyes helplessly: "Good luck!"

For Young Master Liu's performance, Liu Zhi'an didn't feel that he was unmanly. A man can be imposing, but he should remember the harmony between husband and wife and respect each other as a guest to his family members. This is the bearing a man should have.

"Little girl Yun Qingshi kowtowed to Liu...Father, mother, I wish the two elders good health." Yun Qingshi was holding a tray with four teacups on it: "Father, mother, please drink tea. "

Looking at Yun Qingshi's master and servant Liu Zhi'an who was kneeling in front of the two of them, even though he knew about it, he still couldn't help being a little stunned. He looked at Yun Qingshi's master and servant who were kneeling on the ground with a slight frown, and then looked at To Mrs. Liu who was on the side.

Mrs. Liu is also looking at Yun Qingshi carefully, nodding with satisfaction from time to time, she is quite satisfied with Yun Qingshi's appearance and figure, only in terms of appearance, Yun Qingshi and Qi Yun can be said to be evenly matched, they are indistinguishable, but they just don't know How is the character.

Seemingly realizing that it was inappropriate for Qi Yun to comment on her son's concubine in such a way, Mrs. Liu couldn't help but look at Qi Yun. As a woman, she knew how much courage it took to face such a scene calmly.

She worried that Qi Yun would get angry because of this incident, which would damage the relationship between the couple.

Sensing Mrs. Liu's gaze, Qi Yun smiled lightly and shook her head at Mrs. Liu, indicating that she was fine, and Mrs. Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, the children have brought the tea to you, so it's considered intentional, let's drink it."

Seeing Madam's steady expression, Liu Zhi'an nodded lightly, picked up a cup of tea and drank it.

Yun Qingshi raised the teacup to Madam Liu again: "Mother, drink tea."

After Mrs. Liu took the teacup, Yun Qingshi got up and walked in front of Young Master Liu and his wife and knelt down: "My husband drinks tea, and my sister drinks tea." It was done according to etiquette.

Young Master Liu looked resentfully at Qi Yun, who had resentful eyes: "Drink... drink, it's all here."

After the four of them drank tea one after another, all five of them sat in the hall in silence, and the atmosphere became embarrassing to the extreme.

First Young Master Liu rubbed his nose helplessly, wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"Master, Mr. Song, Mrs. Song, Mr. Song is here." Liu Song walked in and saw Liu Zhian, and he was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Little Liu Song has seen Mrs. Madam, Mrs. Young Madam."

"Get up."

"Uncle, we rushed here non-stop when we received your letter. Father and mother will be here soon." Song Qing rushed in excitedly carrying two gift boxes.

Liu Zhi'an glanced at Yun Qingshi and Song Qing helplessly: "You are my uncle."

Chapter 3: Thousand Miles Tracking

Chapter 3: Thousand Miles Tracking

Fei Liu went straight down to 3000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days.

Baimiao Village lives in a place surrounded by mountains and rivers. A silver-white waterfall flies down from the high cliff of Baizhang like water pouring down from the sky. The water curtain becomes more majestic as it goes down. In the pool, the sound is not only not deafening, but it makes the surroundings more lively.

On the open space in front of a built wooden house, Qinglian was adding water to a simple stove built at random with a wooden ladle in her hand, squatting down with difficulty from time to time to add two sticks of firewood to the stove.

The fire was raging under the stove, after Qinglian covered the wooden pot, she wiped off the sweat from her forehead, walked slowly to a bamboo table and chair and sat down.

Gently caressing her protruding abdomen, Qinglian's eyes revealed a maternal brilliance: "Baby, you have suffered a lot for your mother these days, you have to be obedient."

Looking at the crackling fire in the stove, Qinglian stared at the sky again in a daze, with a sweet smile from the corner of her mouth from time to time: "It's better to forget each other than to be in the rivers and lakes, Sansheng is lucky to meet you, even if it is sad, it is love. Liu Lang, how are you doing now?"

Leaving the white lotus and entering the rivers and lakes,

Long time no see where to go.

People say that the rivers and lakes don't tell their children about love,

But I don't know that the relationship between children and children is more serious.

Hearing the movement in the pot, Qinglian came back to her senses: "My sister persuaded me not to step into the rivers and lakes again, but you never gave me a chance. The people around me left one by one. Will I also leave quietly one day?" , but what about the child?"

Before she knew it, the tears in Qinglian's eyes had already flowed down her cheeks, she gritted her teeth firmly and Qinglian felt endless courage as she rubbed her lower abdomen.

Women are weak, but mothers are strong.