Carrying the wrong sedan chair to marry the wrong wife

Shen Wenchang returned to Xu's house listlessly. At this time, Peng Yi was already unconscious. Although Xu Ming could barely talk to others, it seemed that he was being impolite and forced himself to hold on.

During this meal, Madam Shen and Qiu He did not exchange a single word. As soon as the banquet was withdrawn, Madam Shen couldn't wait to take Shen Wenchang and Qiu'er to leave the Xu Mansion.

Looking at Wang Yuezhen's hurriedly leaving back, Qiuhe felt an indescribable loss in her heart, she knew that she had betrayed her sweetheart.Judging by Yuezhen's attitude, I'm afraid she won't forgive her.

Mrs. Shen walked all the way, walked to the bulletin board, remembered the notice she saw at noon, looked at her stepson who was holding Qiu'er, and said: "Since all the robbers have been captured, you can go to the academy as usual tomorrow. Bar."

Shen Wenchang was preoccupied, and nodded sullenly.

Qiu'er lay on Shen Wenchang's body, leaned close to Shen Wenchang's ear, looked at him and asked, "What's wrong with brother? Why are you unhappy? Is Qiu'er heavy?"

"Qiu'er is not serious, it's my brother who is going to the academy again tomorrow." Shen Wenchang sighed, what would Ming'er say when he saw Master Lu, and sister Wan'er, who was crying so sadly, how should he comfort her?

Mrs. Shen listened to her stepson's words. For the first time, she didn't have the mood and energy to discipline her stepson. At this moment, she only felt physically and mentally exhausted.

After returning home, Mrs. Shen strictly ordered anyone not to knock on the door before entering the room. Seeing everyone's puzzled and puzzled expressions, Mrs. Shen closed the door without any scruples for the first time.

As soon as the door was closed, Mrs. Shen turned her back against the door, two lines of clear tears slowly flowed from her closed eyes, her right hand tightly grasped the clothes on her chest, and the past scenes came to mind one by one.

That summer, Wang Yuezhen was swinging on a swing in the courtyard of her home. When she was on a high place, she saw Mr. Qiu in the next courtyard holding a poem draft in one hand and a skirt in the other, posing out of the Moon Gate.

Wang Yuezhen was active since she was a child, so she naturally guessed that Mr. Qiu came looking for her with the poem she made yesterday, so she got off the swing, picked up the round fan on the stone table and hurried back to Xiulou, entered the In the room, she sat on the couch out of breath, looked out in a panic, raised her feet slightly and put it on the couch, smiled and lay down on her side, closing her eyes and feigning sleep.

Qiuhe entered the lady's courtyard, only to see the swing swinging back and forth alone, and there were no figures of the two ladies around. She looked up at Xiulou, and walked in with her skirts in her hands.

"Second Miss, are you there?" Qiuhe walked to the door of Second Miss Wang Yuezhen's room, knocked, and found that the door was unlocked. She glanced inside and saw Second Miss sleeping lightly on the couch, thinking about herself. It's not the right time to come, so turn around and leave.

"Hmm." Wang Yuezhen opened her eyes slightly, seeing that Mr. Qiu was about to leave, she hurriedly uttered a sound.

Qiu He, who had just taken two steps, heard the voice and came back again, gently opened the door, walked in and said, "Second Miss, are you awake?"

Wang Yuezhen was still feigning sleep after hearing the words, lying motionless on the couch.

"Strange, did I hallucinate just now?" Qiu He muttered to himself, turned around with the poem manuscript and was about to leave the room.

Wang Yuezhen brought someone in, but it was a pity that the other party was a female gentleman who did not look at evil and said nothing, she was about to leave as soon as she was asleep, what a fool.

"Ahem." Wang Yuezhen turned over.

Qiu He, who was about to walk out of the room, turned around and looked at the couch after hearing the words, and called softly: "Second Miss?" Qiu He turned around, walked to the couch, stroked her skirt and sat on the side of the couch, raised her hand With her hair tied behind her ears, she lowered her head slightly to see if she was awake or not.

Qiu He was staring at the eyes of the second young lady to see what happened, but Wang Yuezhen suddenly opened her eyes, causing her to lean back in fright.

It was rare for Wang Yuezhen to see the embarrassment of the female gentleman. She sat up smiling, holding a round fan and said with a smile: "Mr. Qiu is so unreasonable that he even peeped at her sleeping."

"No, no, Second Miss really misunderstood, misunderstood." Qiu He sat up straight and explained.

"Misunderstood? I woke up and saw Mr. Qiu looking down at him. Now that I caught him straight up, he still wanted to deny it?" Wang Yuezhen gently lifted her legs and put them on the ground, her eyes were wide open. Looking at Qiu He from time to time.

"I thought Second Miss was awake..." Qiu He recalled those two voices while talking, and said helplessly, "Second Miss clearly woke up early, she was just playing tricks on me."

"What is Mr. Qiu talking about? I slept with me. Could it be that I invited Mr. Qiu into the room?" Wang Yuezhen turned around pretending to be angry.

Qiuhe heard that she was poor at reasoning, so why told her to go into the boudoir alone.

"Second Miss, I was wrong today." Qiu He obediently admitted his mistake.

"En." Wang Yuezhen held back her smile, turned around slowly, and fanned leisurely, "It's rare that Mr. Qiu admits his mistake on his own initiative, so that's all." Wang Yuezhen glanced at Qiu He after saying that With the poem draft in his hand, he smiled and said, "Mr. Qiu came to see me this time. I don't know why?"

"Oh!" Qiu He heard the words and remembered the business, picked up the poem manuscript and said: "The poem that the second lady wrote last night..."

"Is it not good?" Wang Yuezhen stared at Mr. Qiu's eyes and asked.

"Um, good, good."

Wang Yuezhen laughed when she heard the words: "So, Mr. Qiu came here to praise me?"

"Ah?" Qiu He looked up at the second miss, "No, no, the poem that the second miss made yesterday is good, but, if the poem that the second miss made is known to the master, Qiu He may have to worry about it." responsible."

"If Daddy doesn't like my poems, just punish me, how can you make Mr. responsible?" Wang Yuezhen looked at Qiuhe jokingly.

"This... Qiuhe, as the lady's husband, is duty-bound." Qiuhe said and handed the poem manuscript to Wang Yuezhen, "Second miss, it's better to destroy it quickly, and make up a new one for me today, so that the master won't slap you. look."

Wang Yuezhen took over the draft of the poem, which she wrote yesterday on a whim: emerald hairpins and jade are the bones, the hairpins and butterflies dance together, who knows what is on their minds, and the moon is full of flowers.

"Sir, who do you say knows what's on my mind?"

"In the future, Miss' husband-in-law will know!"

"Then, Mr. Qiu, do you know?"

Qiu He was frightened when he heard the words, his cheeks were red and white, and he stammered: "How would Qiu He know?"

Wang Yuezhen raised the corners of her mouth slightly, leaned closer, sat down next to Mr. Qiu, and said, "What if I force Mr. Qiu to know?"

Qiu He was dumbfounded, looking at the pretty face of the second young lady who was close at hand, she murmured: "How can I do that?"

"Why not?" Wang Yuezhen said, tilting her head and quickly kissed the corner of Qiu He's mouth.

Qiu He was so frightened that she quickly stood up, touching the corner of her mouth in disbelief.

"Now, Mr. Qiu, do you understand?" Wang Yuezhen was a little nervous, holding on to the hem of her skirt tightly.

"I..." Qiuhe just felt that her brain was not enough, and she just wanted to escape at this moment, "Master wants to read the old poems of the eldest lady and the second lady, so I will send them to the master first."

After Qiu He said that, she fled out in a panic. Wang Yuezhen bit her lower lip lightly as she looked at the flustered figure.

Mrs. Shen cried more and more when she thought about the time in the past. Perhaps, perhaps, she would not have been mercilessly hurt if she didn't have affection for Qiu He at the beginning, or maybe she could hold back her words at that time, and maybe she can still be with Mr. Qiu now. Be a teacher and grow up with each other.

Mrs. Shen squatted down slowly and hugged herself. The person who had been hiding in her heart for ten years came back again. Why did she come back?Is it to come back to see how she lives with a man she doesn't love?

In the house Mrs. Shen was crying like selfless, people outside the house didn't know why, and they didn't dare to make a mistake. This was the first time Shen Wenchang heard his stepmother cry, knowing that it was a big deal, so he was very honest, and he practiced calligraphy obediently in the room.

She was practicing hundreds of surnames, and when she reached the character 'Lu', she stopped writing, put her chin in her hand, and remembered the scene at the foot of the Fahua Temple in the morning. The look of Master Lu before he left was really beautiful. In fact, Master Lu Very good, if she was a man, she would definitely like Mr. Lu.

Thinking of this, Shen Wenchang rolled his eyes, took a piece of paper and tore it into three parts, picked up a pen and paper and hurried out the door, just happened to meet that girl Min'er, ran up and said with a smile: "Sister Min'er, Can you write the character 'Xi'?"

Min'er heard that she didn't know what kind of tricks this young master was playing. She was a maid of Mrs. Shen's natal family, of course she could read some words, she nodded and said, "Yes, I can write, what is the young master going to do?"

"Hey, you also know that I don't know a lot of big characters, so I want to know more characters. Can my sister write down the word 'xi'? Then I can see it, maybe I can recognize it."

Min'er was dubious when she heard the words, but she still took the pen and wrote the word 'Happy' on the small piece of paper.

"Thank you sister Min'er, she has become more and more beautiful recently." Shen Wenchang took the word 'Happy', said something nice to Min'er, and hurried to the account room.

Min'er raised her hands to cover her face, then glanced at Shen Wenchang's back, and shyly picked up Qiu'er's clothes and went to the ear room.

Shen Wenchang ran to the accounting room, and asked the accountant's husband "Huan" and "husband" very modestly how to write, then ran back to Fang holding three pieces of paper, and spread the words one by one on the desk to copy.

Finally, I found a piece of paper and wrote down stroke by stroke: "I like Mr. Lu". Although these six characters are written in big and small, even the end of "I" is faint There is a lump of ink, but the whole gives people a serious feeling.

"I like Master Lu." Shen Wenchang carefully picked up the paper and blew on it, "Master Lu likes me, I like Master Lu."

"Why do you have to be a man to marry a wife? Otherwise, Master Lu likes me, so I can marry him back." Shen Wenchang pouted, put the paper down, and worried with his cheeks on his face, "I can't marry Master Lu, Master Lu will know tomorrow Will you cry like Sister Wan'er?"

At this time, Master Lu, whom she was thinking about, was hiding in the boudoir, smiling foolishly with her sachet.

Lu Qingyi quietly reminisces about the little things since the acquaintance, and laughs out loud when thinking of funny things.

"Miss!" Xiaorou stood next to Lu Qingyi, "Is that Shen Wenchang really that good? Xiaorou thinks that Miss should think about it again, maybe that person's stubbornness is hard to change, maybe he is still a big carrot. "

"Xiao Rou, although she is a bit of a ruffian, she has kept herself clean in the past. Besides, if you think about it that evening, he was not afraid of the number of robbers, and he stepped forward to rescue him. It shows that character is precious. In this world, don't Everything can be learned again, but the word character is the most rare."

After Lu Qingyi finished speaking, the scene of Shen Wenchang flying to rescue appeared in Lu Qingyi's mind. He got up and walked to the desk, and picked up the pen. At this moment, he suddenly wanted to draw that person. I don't know if that person is happy to see it?