Determined to tear down the marriage card!

Until the evening, when Feng Qiwu went to take a bath, Jiang Qinghe sat on the bed alone and stared blankly at a place. Her thoughts kept lingering uncontrollably on the two women in Chunyi Pavilion. She was thinking, the two women Can they also love and get along like a husband and wife, otherwise how could the two women behave like a husband and wife.

If it is possible, then she and Feng Qiwu... Thinking of this, Jiang Qinghe unnaturally recalled Feng Qiwu's frowns and smiles, her heart was pounding, and she shook her head to stop the "evil thoughts" in her heart, but It is the curiosity and inexplicable anticipation in my heart that cannot be suppressed.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Feng Qiwu returned to the room, looked at Jiang Qinghe in a daze, frowned from time to time, thinking that Chunyi Pavilion must have made her tired during the day.

Hearing this, Jiang Qinghe raised his eyelids to look at Feng Qiwu, and saw that even though he was wearing obscene clothes, he couldn't hide his elegant and refined demeanor, with picturesque eyebrows, red lips and bright teeth, and his slender neck was exposed. Every move is like an invisible thread holding her heartbeat.

"Qinghe, what are you thinking?" Seeing Jiang Qinghe's dazed look again, Feng Qiwu couldn't help but start to worry, there was something wrong with this girl coming out of Chunyi Pavilion, as she said that, she planned to use her spiritual sense to check it out What the hell is Fanjiang Qinghe thinking?

Just when he was about to start, he heard Jiang Qinghe's voice, and said with a relaxed tone, "I'm fine, I'm just thinking about something, don't worry."

"Are you really okay?" Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe's expression, still not at ease, and then asked.

Jiang Qinghe's eyes flickered for a moment, she nodded, and said, "It's really all right." I was afraid that Feng Qiwu would ask her what happened in Chunyi Pavilion.

"I can see that you are tired, why don't I sleep on the bed tonight, don't disturb you, you can rest better by yourself." Feng Qiwu frowned, thought for a while, and offered to sleep on the bed, explain.

Jiang Qinghe felt choked when she heard this, she didn't know what to say, she didn't want Feng Qiwu to sleep on the bed, she was actually quite sorry last time she slept on the bed, she didn't expect this person to offer to sleep on the bed one day later, But seeing how worried Feng Qiwu was about her, she couldn't tell what she saw in the Chunyi Pavilion, so she could only put on the airs of a princess and say, "Thank you son-in-law."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qiwu picked up the pillow and quilt and went to the bed in the outer hall. Looking at Feng Qiwu's back, Jiang Qinghe felt that it was very complicated. He touched the position where Feng Qiwu slept on the bed before, The coldness coming from above made her heart tremble.

It was late at night, Jiang Qinghe was still tossing and turning, not knowing what to think, thinking of Feng Qiwu for a while, Zhu Xunqing for a while, and the two entangled women jumped out of his mind for a while.

Feng Qiwu could feel Jiang Qinghe's tossing and turning through his keen facial sense organs, and frowned, but fortunately, Jiang Qinghe fell asleep after a while, and there was a sound of even breathing. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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As soon as the screen turned, Jiang Qinghe saw herself appearing in the place where Feng Qiwu was bathing. It was a big pond. She had been here before, and the misty water vapor permeated everywhere.

Jiang Qinghe moved, walked a little further, and saw Feng Qiwu soaking in the water, still with that peerless face, so beautiful.

"Qinghe, come and join me." Seeing Jiang Qinghe coming, Feng Qiwu raised the corner of his mouth and said in a charming tone.

When Jiang Qinghe heard Feng Qiwu's words, those words hit her heart and made her startled, but she couldn't control it, and slowly moved closer to Feng Qiwu.

As soon as she got close to Feng Qiwu, Jiang Qinghe felt a shadow approaching in front of her, and then her lips were sucked, and then there was an indescribable thing from the neck down. (Below the neck, please make up your own brain, the author expresses that he is powerless.)

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"Don't wake up the princess, I'll put on the robe myself." Jiang Qinghe personally took care of Feng Qiwu's later robes, but today, seeing that Jiang Qinghe was still asleep, she told Xiaolu that she didn't want to disturb her.

Xiaolu nodded, frowning slightly, looking at the crooked robe worn by Feng Qiwu, she couldn't say much, but she shook her head in her heart, no wonder the princess had to put on the robe for the son-in-law herself every day, the son-in-law is too clumsy.

When Jiang Qinghe heard the movement outside, she opened her eyes. After thinking about the dream, her drowsy head suddenly woke up. How could she dream of being with Feng Qiwu... The scene in the dream seemed to be vivid in her mind, making her Her face was hot.

Hearing the conversation between Feng Qiwu and Xiaolu vaguely, saying that he wanted to wear a robe by himself, Jiang Qinghe took a few deep breaths, touched his cheek, tried to calm down, and walked out.

"Come here, Bengong." Jiang Qinghe looked at Feng Qiwu's crooked belt, and offered to go forward and take care of it carefully.

Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe who had just woken up, looking gentler than ever, with an indescribable charm, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and said: "But are you full of sleep?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qinghe looked up, looked at Feng Qiwu's face, and unconsciously thought of the monstrous Feng Qiwu in his dream, and hurriedly looked away, with a wave of enthusiasm on his face, and said in an unnatural tone: "Well, slept well."

Seeing this, Feng Qiwu nodded. It seemed that her bed last night was quite effective for Jiang Qinghe's sleep, so she couldn't help saying proudly, "That's good."

Because Jiang Qinghe had to take care of Feng Qiwu's robe, she leaned against Feng Qiwu's body from time to time, and every time she touched it, Jiang Qinghe felt that she was about to hold her breath, her nose was full of Feng Qiwu's unique smell, and her heartbeat was missing took several shots.

Moreover, as long as Feng Qiwu looked at her, she would feel all kinds of unnatural things, such as blushing, shortness of breath, etc., so she always avoided Feng Qiwu's sight deliberately, and didn't dare to look up.

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After tying up her robe, Feng Qiwu went to court. Jiang Qinghe stared blankly at her back, lowered her eyelids, wondering what she was thinking. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and she turned her head to Xiaolu , with a serious face, said: "Accompany Ben Gong to a place."

Hearing Jiang Qinghe's words, Xiaolu moved swiftly and set off with Jiang Qinghe quickly. After a quarter of an hour, a master and a servant finally arrived at their destination.

After Xiaolu stared dumbfounded at the three big words "Chunyi Pavilion" on the plaque, she was completely dazed, but she didn't dare to say anything, she just murmured in her heart: Why is the princess here again.

Jiang Qinghe was still dressed in men's clothing from yesterday, and the woman at the door was still the woman from yesterday.

As soon as the woman saw Jiang Qinghe, she hurriedly went up to meet her, and said with a smile: "Hey, this gentleman is here again, please come inside." Although she said it, she was very surprised in her heart. This girl disguised as a man today How did you come here alone.

Jiang Qinghe glanced at her expressionlessly, took out a piece of silver and handed it to her, saying, "I want to see someone."

"Isn't it the one who sang the ditty to you yesterday?" Hearing this, the woman understood, she naturally thought that Jiang Qinghe went to listen to the ditty yesterday, and said.

When it came to singing a ditty, Jiang Qinghe blushed slightly, bit her lip, and said, "The one opposite to the ditty..."

The woman was stunned, and the person opposite the song... Although she didn't understand why Jiang Qinghe wanted to see him, the silver was there after all, so she twisted her waist and led Jiang Qinghe to the room where she "sang the song" yesterday.

"June! Come out to pick up the guests!" The woman yelled towards the boudoir inside, and then left.

Jiang Qinghe sat at the round table, unconsciously clenched his robe tightly, waiting for the woman called June.

Hearing the sound, June picked up the pipa and walked out. When she saw Jiang Qinghe, she immediately recognized it as the "uninvited guest" from yesterday.

Jiang Qinghe, on the other hand, looked at the woman with an unfriendly face and delicate eyebrows, knowing that she was being abrupt, so she explained, "Miss June, don't be upset, I'm here to apologize."

As soon as these words came out, June laughed out loud, unbelievable, and said teasingly: "Apologize?" It's really funny, he broke someone's sexual relationship, and even swaggered to apologize, this person is really interesting.

Jiang Qinghe's face turned cold when he heard the words, and said, "I'm here...not just to apologize." Except for Zhu Xunqing, June was the first one to speak to her in this tone.

June raised her eyebrows, sat down, and keenly realized that Jiang Qinghe was a woman. A hint of deep meaning flashed in her eyes, and the corner of her mouth curled up again, saying: "You are a woman, why? Do you want to be with a woman like yesterday?  … But I'm sorry, I'm Qingguan, I don't accept female customers."

"Presumptuous!" Jiang Qinghe listened to June's mocking words, his eyebrows were instantly covered with a layer of frost, and he said in a low tone.

Looking at the imposing Jiang Qinghe in June, her heart tightened when she heard the official words, she finally became more serious and said, "Then why did you come to me?"

"I want to ask you, why are you with a woman?" Seeing that June's attitude was not the same as before, Jiang Qinghe softened his tone a little and said.

When June heard the words, a bit of bitterness came out from the corner of her mouth inadvertently, but she still smiled and said: "Because I like it. What? You probably also fell in love with a woman, which girl from our Chunyi Pavilion?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qinghe fell silent. After thinking about it yesterday, she seemed to have a different idea about Feng Qiwu, but as long as she thought about it a little, she fell into confusion again, because this relationship cannot be tolerated. life, and...Feng Qiwu may not necessarily like her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qinghe's heart sank.

"It seems that it's really our girl from Chunyi Pavilion, who is it?" Seeing Jiang Qinghe's silence, June thought she admitted it, so she hurriedly asked.

Jiang Qinghe came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "No."

Looking at Jiang Qinghe's gloomy expression, as someone who has been there, June knew that she was deeply in love, and said, "Since you're not, then what are you doing here?"

"Just looking for an answer."

"Answer? What answer do you want? Haven't you already seen that two women can love each other and have intercourse. It's that simple." Hearing Jiang Qinghe's words, June said with a smile and shook his head.

Hearing this, Jiang Qinghe frowned, and didn't talk to her. She didn't worry about this anymore. Compared with this, she was more worried about what Feng Qiwu thought.

Seeing Jiang Qinghe was silent again, June crossed her arms and crossed her chest, thought for a while, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Do you want to ask her if she likes you? Let me tell you, it depends on whether she likes you or not." For you, if she doesn't like you, let her like you."

"Let her like me? What do you mean?" Jiang Qinghe raised his eyelids and stared straight at June, not quite understanding what she said.

The corner of June's mouth curled up, with a hint of evil on her face, and she said: "It's not easy, try your best to seduce her, and don't make her feel that you are seducing on purpose. To make her like you, you must first let her love you." Your body is interested."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qinghe's face turned red. This man said everything, but he quietly remembered this sentence in his heart, thinking about how to "deal with" Feng Qiwu.

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After some conversation, Jiang Qinghe and Xiaolu returned to the mansion, just in time to run into Feng Qiwu who had come back from the next morning.

Seeing that Jiang Qinghe had also come back from outside, Feng Qiwu frowned slightly, and said, "Where have you been?" Ever since the assassination incident, Feng Qiwu had paid special attention to Jiang Qinghe's safety, for fear that she would go out alone.

"I didn't go anywhere, I just walked around." Jiang Qinghe was startled, and said, staring at Feng Qiwu's face while talking, wondering if this person had any interest in her.

Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe's men's attire, and saw that she was unwilling to say more, so he didn't ask any further, just wondering where Jiang Qinghe might go, but fortunately, nothing happened.

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At lunch, the two sat facing each other.

Jiang Qinghe glanced at Feng Qiwu calmly, and saw the teacup that was close to Feng Qiwu with sharp eyes. Thinking of June, she had to test Feng Qiwu's feelings for her first. The teacup clamped the dishes in the distance, and with a light shake of his arm, the teacup fell down, and the tea spilled on Feng Qiwu's lap in an instant.

"Are you okay?" Seeing this, Jiang Qinghe quickly withdrew her hand, gently wiped Feng Qiwu with the handkerchief beside her, and said while wiping.Because it was the first time I did this kind of thing, the roots of my ears were already completely red.

Feng Qiwu didn't care about it, he gently wiped his wet thigh with his hands, and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't wipe it off, let's eat first, I'll change after I finish eating."

Coincidentally, the hands of the two happened to touch each other, and the faint contact made Jiang Qinghe's heart tighten, and he hurriedly looked up to see Feng Qiwu's reaction.But Feng Qiwu just looked at Jiang Qinghe, not knowing why, thinking that she was blaming herself, so he comforted her and said, "It's okay, I'll change it in a while."

Jiang Qinghe nodded, retracted his hand resentfully, frowned, thinking: Is the method not in place or is this person a little dumb?