She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

"I understand." Han Zheng said, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Qiao Zhenzhen thought for a while and said, "No more for now. You can go back and rest. You must be tired from the past two days."

"Fortunately, you were frightened and had a good rest."

Han Zheng said goodbye to her. After he left, Xia Xiang came in with a piece of paper. On it was the list of the sacrificed and seriously injured guards. Qiao Zhenzhen sent her to rest and stayed in the study for a long time.

……

The next morning, Qiao Zhenzhen ordered Dongxiang to give both letters in an envelope to Mo Tingyi, and asked him to go back and give them to Mo Qingyang.

When Mo Qingyang got the letter, he read the letter from home first, then called Chen San, handed him the list, and asked him to arrange the rest.

Then I opened the envelope with "Daddy's signature" written on it, and found that it was not the daughter's handwriting. It was written by a man. After looking at the content more closely, I realized that this was a "guarantee letter" written by the future son-in-law to the daughter not to take concubines after marriage. ".

Because Han Zheng did not write down the clause that he could only have concubines when he was 35 years old, so in Mo Qingyang's view, it was a guarantee not to take concubines, and he would not consider the issue of heirs until his daughter was eighteen.

This matter is the same as Mo Qingyang's original plan. He originally wanted to marry his daughter to Xu Qingjie, just so that he could control Xu Qingjie and not wrong his daughter on the matter of taking concubines, and also on the issue of childbirth. .

But the marriage granted by Emperor Kant disrupted all his plans.

Fortunately, her daughter had some skills. Mo Qingyang was pleased. He smiled and took a rosewood box from the shelf behind him, put the "letter of guarantee" in it, and then left the study to share this joy with his wife.

The daughter has lived up to her expectations. At least for now, she has secured her future son-in-law.

Originally he was not optimistic about this marriage, but judging from one thing that happened, it was clear that Prince Han was interested in his daughter, which was good. Who would want his daughter to remarry with Li unless he had no choice.

……

Baoguo Temple.

Qiao Zhenzhen helped Chu Cong prepare medicine. This time, it was not Chu Cong who accompanied him, but Han Zheng.

Han Zheng wanted to help, but Qiao Zhenzhen shouted back, "Just sit next to me and don't cause any trouble for me."

Han Zheng looked a little at a loss, "I just want to help. The weather is cold and the water is cold."

"I'm not that squeamish." Qiao Zhenzhen pointed at the ponytail, "Sit tight, or go out and don't hinder me." She was finally able to say this. She had wanted to when she was boiling medicine and Chu Cong was in the way. I said it, but I had no choice but to endure the fact that the other party was too high-ranking and unfamiliar with me.

Han Zheng sat down on the pony, was quiet for a moment, and asked, "Were you the one who prepared the medicine for the prince in the past few days?"

"Otherwise, he has been poisoned. Now that the enemy is hidden and we are clear, who knows the people around him are unreliable. Here, of course, I can only rest assured if I do it myself."

Han Zheng frowned, his mouth pursed into a straight line, his shoulders sank, and he sighed softly.

"Look at what you are worried about. It's just a matter of seizing the direct descendant. What a big deal." Qiao Zhenzhen said in a brisk tone. Seizing the direct descendant is the standard configuration in palace and house fights.

"You put it lightly."

Qiao Zhenzhen washed the medicinal materials and poured an appropriate amount of water into the earthen jar.

"So what if it's not light and easy? It's frowning all day long. The enemy is watching in the dark. It's really fun to die. It should be painless and let people beat their chests and feet. The better your life is, the more uncomfortable it will be for the enemy. .”

"Miss Mo is right." Chu Cong's laughing voice sounded at the kitchen door.

Qiao Zhenzhen raised her eyes and bowed slightly as a salute, "Prince."

Han Zheng stood up from the pony, bent down and held his hands in his hands, "Prince."

"No formalities. As I said, everyone should be more comfortable when going out and don't be too formal."

He said don't be polite, but no one with a clear mind can take him seriously.

"Why are you here, Prince? It's cold today. You'd better stay indoors and don't run around." Qiao Zhenzhen put the earthen pot on the small stove, and her words sounded like a doctor's education.

"Why, are you afraid that I will disturb you and your young couple talking nonsense?" Chu Cong said with a smile.

Han Zheng was embarrassed and wanted to say no, but Qiao Zhenzhen beat him to it and said, "Since you know, why don't you leave some space for the two of us?"

She said it as if it was a joke.

With the incident between Tang Anning and the second prince, Qiao Zhenzhen realized that for some men, being vague sent an incorrect signal, so she would rather be rude in her words to avoid misunderstanding.

Han Zheng glanced at Qiao Zhenzhen and then at Chu Cong.

Qiao Zhenzhen motioned to him with her eyes, "Bring the prince a small horse." She took the lead in sitting down and fanning the fire. At first she acted modestly in front of the prince, and now she also acted, but her acting was I have a bit of a temper, so don't mess with my character.

Han Zheng obediently took a matza, but placed it very well on his left side, across from Qiao Zhenzhen, without letting Chu Cong get next to her.

Chu Cong sat down, shook the hem of his clothes, and said with a smile: "I'm going to trouble Miss Mo to make some medicine for Gu again."

"It's not troublesome, it's only a few days. After you finish these three days of medicine, Master will also prescribe seven days of tonics for you to take back."

"Why haven't you seen Doctor Xie in the past two days?"

"Master is treating people's injuries up front, so you can leave it to me first." Qiao Zhenzhen said, "You can't trust me, can you?"

Han Zheng suddenly cleared his throat.

"What, your throat feels uncomfortable and you are sick? Do you want me to check your pulse and prescribe some medicine for you?" Qiao Zhenzhen did not save him any face.

"No, I'm fine."

One sentence made Han Zheng defeated.

Chu Cong winked at him.

Han Zheng just pretended not to see it.

"If you two have anything to say, go and sit in the study and talk. I'll ask Xia Xiang to bring a few more charcoal basins over."

Although Qiao Zhenzhen's eyes were fixed on the medicine jar, from the corner of her eye she caught all the exchanges between the two of them.

"No, no, we have nothing to say." Chu Cong shook his head repeatedly.

Qiao Zhenzhen raised her eyes and glanced at the two of them expressionlessly.

Chu Cong suddenly remembered the scene that night when she held a black sword and rushed into the crowd without any explanation. A slight chill ran down her back. She lamented that only Han Qichen could control such a daughter-in-law. He couldn't help but look at the person sitting upright next to him. At a glance, the person felt that even Han Qichen might not be able to cope with it.

He is obviously a small person, beautiful and soft, but why does his eyes look like knives when he looks at people.

Qiao Zhenzhen's eyes were naturally developed from watching her younger brother since she was a child.

No matter how naughty and lively they are, as long as she looks away, the two brothers will instantly turn into obedient kindergarten children, because they know that if they don't obey, their sister's iron fist may come.

So later on, whenever Qiao Zhenzhen was dissatisfied with something, she would unconsciously show such eyes when looking at people. Strictly speaking, Chu Cong and Han Zheng could indeed be regarded as her "brothers" due to their age.

She never thought that she would be able to experience a "sibling relationship" in her lifetime.

I have to say, it's a worthwhile trip.