Carrying the wrong sedan chair to marry the wrong wife

It was five watch, and the entire Nantong City was still shrouded in darkness.

The magistrate's back house was quiet, but a few faint nightmare sounds came from Lu Qingyi's boudoir. Not long after, a beautiful figure sat up quietly inside the pink curtain.

"No!!" Lu Qingyi was dripping with sweat, clutching the brocade quilt in front of her tightly.

"Miss?" Xiao Rou outside heard the sound, quickly lit the lamp, and ran into the house, "Miss, is having a nightmare again?"

Xiaorou gently opened the curtain and saw that her young lady's forehead was covered with cold sweat, so she put down the lamp, poured water and poured it into the curtain.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous." Lu Qingyi couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Miss?" Xiao Rou didn't know what to do with the teacup.

Lu Qingyi heard the sound and looked at Xiaorou, tears streaming down her face unconsciously.

Xiaorou was stunned, thinking that her lady had nightmares about that beast and forced her to do such things, so she hated: "Miss, when the day breaks, the servants will go and tell the master, let the master catch that bastard and vent his anger on the miss."

Lu Qingyi was stunned for a while, then shook her head and said, "Don't tell Daddy about the matter between me and her."

"Miss~" Xiao Rou is angry that her miss is still protecting that beast.

Lu Qingyi took the teacup, took two sips and said, "I'm sweating all over, I'm not feeling well, go to the back kitchen and bring some bath water, I want to take a bath."

"Yes, miss." Xiaorou knew her attitude from her own lady's tone, and didn't dare to say anything more.

After Xiaorou left, Lu Qingyi leaned helplessly on the bed frame. She actually dreamed that she and Shen Wenchang in her dream were doing such shameful things. She tried desperately to stop her, but in her dream she was in Shen Wenchang's arms. Extremely obedient, she was so anxious that she was sweating all over. What shocked her the most was that in the dream she tore Shen Wenchang's underwear. She was clearly a daughter. Why wasn't she surprised in the dream and didn't push the man away? Instead, both of them fell down. On the bed, they are inseparable like glue, why?why is that?

"Shen Wenchang, Shen Wenchang, did I owe you something in my previous life? The ghost lingers, the ghost lingers." Lu Qingyi closed her eyes, but the tears didn't stop, and she heard a few murmurs again after a long while.

"Wen Chang...Wen Chang...."

Xiaorou carried water into the room and waited for Lu Qingyi to take a bath.

At this time, the red sun was gradually rising in the east, Shen Wenchang went to the front hall to eat with a sleepy expression, and after sitting down, he casually looked at his stepmother, only to see his stepmother's eyes were swollen again, what happened?

"Ahem, what's wrong with you?" Shen Wenchang rarely cared about this stepmother.

Mrs. Shen raised her eyes and looked at Shen Wenchang. Why did she tell her stepson that she went to Fahua Temple yesterday and met someone buried in her heart? She didn't expect that she would lose control when she met again. The first time we meet, her heart will be calmer. Who knows, she actually had a big fight with that man on the mountain behind Fahua Temple. All her grievances were vented out, but the man only said sorry , huh, who cares?

The man turned around and left. She bent down and took off her embroidered shoes and threw them at the back of the man's head.

Just as she was about to walk over to get the shoes, the man bent down and picked them up first, thinking that the man would bring them to her feet, but who knew that the man hid his shoes in his sleeves without saying a word , turned and walked away as if nothing had happened.

It's really hateful, hateful, extremely hateful, what do you say to sincerely repent, ask her to forgive, and then you can be a good sister?Hehe, that's how I begged for forgiveness, causing her to walk in Fahua Temple wearing a shoe. Fortunately, there was a skirt covering it, otherwise she would lose face.

Recalling yesterday, Madam Shen was so angry that her hand holding the chopsticks was trembling. It is best not to let her meet that heartbroken person again.

The nanny behind Mrs. Shen was also very puzzled. She accompanied her to burn incense yesterday, and when she came out, she said she was going to relax behind the Fahua Temple. Who knew that she met Dr. Qiuhe who had appeared in the Xu Mansion in the pavilion at the back of the mountain. It is said that he is the husband of his wife, but the wife is very indifferent to the girl, and when she passed the girl Qiuhe, she walked forward without saying a word. Unexpectedly, the girl Qiuhe chased after her, saying that she had some private matters to discuss, and asked her to avoid him. one time.

Madam turned to face the Nantong River, although she had a cold face, she obviously acquiesced, and she could only go back to Huafa Temple.But after a while, when she saw Madam, although her face was still cold, her eyes were red. Moreover, she found that Madam was missing a shoe, but she was only a servant of the Shen family and had no right to intervene in Madam's affairs.

"It's okay to meet old people and think of some sad past events." Mrs. Shen took a deep breath, implying that she was already a mother, she should calmly abide by women's morals, take care of her husband and raise her children, and let the past go with the wind when you meet Qiuhe again.

"Oh, if you feel unhappy, invite the theater troupe to sing a heavenly play, and the unhappy things will be over after a lively scene." Shen Wenchang said while eating.

Mrs. Shen was stunned when she heard the words, does this kid care about people now?

The nanny laughed when she heard that, that's right, Madam has worked a lot these years, the young master should be filial to Madam.

"Wait until your father comes back, our family will be lively together." Madam Shen's eyes darkened after she finished speaking, she still liked the days when that man went out to do business, without him, she was very comfortable.

"Father is coming back soon?" Shen Wenchang raised his head and asked.

"Well, your Uncle Qing sent you a letter from your father yesterday morning. You left five days ago, so you'll be back in the next few days." Madam Shen sighed softly, picked up the bowl and began to feed Qiu'er. meal.

"When dad comes back, will he bring Qiu'er a lot of fun?" Qiu'er asked with her little head raised.

Mrs. Shen looked at her daughter and smiled, "Yes, Daddy will bring something fun for Qiu'er."

When Shen Wenchang heard that her father was coming back soon, she was both scared and happy. When her father came back, she begged her father to propose a marriage, and tried to see how Master Lu would react.

Thinking of Mrs. Lu, Shen Wenchang couldn't sit still, that woman was going to throw away the clay figurine yesterday.

"I'm done eating. I'm going to the academy. You and your sister eat slowly." Shen Wenchang put down the chopsticks, picked up the cloth bag and ran out.

It was still early, and Shen Wenchang ran directly to the magistrate's yamen. He knew the way, came to the corner gate, jumped over the wall and jumped in. Occasionally, two women were going back and forth to do errands, and Shen Wenchang ran to the back of Lu Qingyi's house at the right time.

At this time, Lu Qingyi had finished taking a bath, went to the dressing table and sat down to wait for Xiaorou to dress her up, glanced at the dowry box, and picked up the clay figurine in disbelief.

"Xiaorou, didn't I ask you to throw it away yesterday?" Lu Qingyi's voice was cold.

"Hey, the maidservant threw it away, and threw it in the waste pile at the corner gate of the second courtyard." Xiaorou felt as if she had seen a ghost, "I'll go and see if there is anything in the waste pile." After saying that, Xiaorou ran out.

Lu Qingyi held the clay figurine and looked at the cracked face, her mind was shocked suddenly. A person's name came to mind, and Lu Qingyi stood up in shock. After the clay figurine dried up, she seemed to be old. She remembered the old man in her dream. that old man.

"Chen Jiyun!" Lu Qingyi called out.

Shen Wenchang outside the window thumped in his heart, who is Chen Jiyun?Why did Yiyi call Chen Jiyun?

"No, it's impossible. That dream was a mess." Lu Qingyi fell down on the stool, remembering the "Picture of Thousand Bamboos" ordered by Rou'er. Take out a picture and unfold it, it is Chen Jiyun's "A Thousand Bamboos Picture".

Lu Qingyi had to admit that the magic brush is the magic brush, and the objects in this painting are all the magic brush, and the painting in the brush is unmatched by the painters of the current dynasty. The previous dynasty really produced talents.

Lu Qingyi raised her hand and gently stroked the seal in the painting. Thinking of the word Chen Jiyun in the lower left corner of Liu Yanxi's tombstone in her dream, her heart trembled. If Chen Jiyun was really a woman, Liu Yanxi didn't find out after marriage?Or did you just bear it when you found out?No, Chen Jiyun is a Marquis, how could the court fail to recognize a man or a woman?

Lu Qingyi sneered when she thought of this, and thought of Shen Wenchang, who knew that she was a woman again, if she really wanted to hide it, she would be able to hide it, after all, she still uses his wife and children as a cover.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingyi was stunned again. Chen Jiyun has a wife and children, so how will that person live in the future?How could her parents have the heart to turn their daughter into a man? Seeing the age of marriage, the newlywed went to the mansion and found out the identity of the man, so she told the government...

Lu Qingyi couldn't calm down any longer. Falsifying the government's household registration is a capital offense.

"Miss, miss." At this moment, Xiaorou ran in, "Miss, it's haunted. I searched all over, but I couldn't find the lost clay figurine."

Lu Qingyi raised her heart when she heard the words, flabbergasted.

"Are you sure you threw it away last night?"

"Well, miss, I threw it with my own hands." Thinking of this, Xiao Rou looked around, her body still pimples.

"Then why did it appear in front of the dressing table?" Lu Qingyi's hands were also trembling a little.

"Small, Miss, could it be that this clay figurine is, it, it is a monster?" Xiaorou asked with a trembling voice.

"Nonsense, there are monsters and ghosts in this world." Lu Qingyi tried to calm down, "Okay, you go and pour out the bath water, this clay figurine will be thrown away on the road to the academy later."

"Yes, yes, miss." Xiaorou turned around and carried the wooden bucket to take the bath water from the bathtub.

When Shen Wenchang behind the window heard that the clay figurine had to be thrown away, he suddenly lost his composure and got up and jumped into the window.

Lu Qingyi was restless and thinking about something, when she heard the voice she was startled, and when she raised her eyes, Shen Wenchang's face appeared in front of her eyes.

"Ah!" Lu Qingyi leaned back, terrified.

Shen Wenchang hurriedly supported Lu Qingyi's waist, and brought her into his arms.

"Yiyi." Shen Wenchang called softly.

Lu Qingyi was really taken aback. Seeing that it was Shen Wenchang, she had mixed feelings and pushed Shen Wenchang away, shaking with anger.

"Who allowed you to come, do you know what this place is? This is a women's boudoir, a boudoir!!! A place as expensive as the Royal Kowloon Court, can you just break into it?"

"Anyway, I'm not a man, what's the matter?" Shen Wenchang lowered his head.

"You..." Lu Qingyi was so angry that she pointed at Shen Wenchang's hands trembling, she couldn't go on talking to this man, it was like a scholar meeting a soldier.

"You go back. If you dare to break into my boudoir in the future, I will let you go and never return. If you don't believe me, try it. I will let you know how painful the magistrate's board is."

"Yiyi, I think Yiyi is reluctant to let someone beat me." Shen Wenchang approached Lu Qingyi and said.

"You..." Lu Qingyi had never seen such a brazen person before, "Why are you such a rascal!"

"I don't know, maybe I learned to be a rascal in my mother's womb." Shen Wenchang also wanted to know how she got this temper.

"You, get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude." Lu Qingyi turned and walked to the copywriter, turning her back and not looking at Shen Wenchang.

Shen Wenchang was shaken by the roar, hesitated for a moment, stepped forward boldly, and hugged Lu Qingyi from behind.

Lu Qingyi was really taken aback, she already knew her identity, yet she dared to hug her?While Lu Qingyi was angry, she began to struggle, who knew that the more she struggled, the tighter the person hugged her.

Lu Qingyi turned her head and glared at Shen Wenchang, just about to open her mouth to sarcasm, but she was stopped by that man as soon as she opened her mouth.

As if feeling something, Shen Wenchang knew that Lu Qingyi was about to say something unpleasant, so he put his lips on those red lips without thinking.