[Female lead growth story, alluring to thousands, male competition Shura field, not a good man or faithful woman] In her previous life, Yu Qinghuan was driven out of the Marquis Mansion, lost her p...
Chapter 331 She Really Missed Me
The kiss tasted medicinal, a little bitter, and a little gentle.
After a while, Cheng Gongjin leaned against Yu Qinghuan's forehead and sighed softly: "If I die, they can't protect you, then you can go find Xiao Jinghe."
Hearing this, Yu Qinghuan's eyes became hot. She snuggled into his arms, buried her head in the crook of his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "You said it, don't regret it later."
Cheng Gongjin chuckled, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Yeah."
By then, I would be dead, so what would there be to regret? As long as she was fine, that would be enough.
...
That night, Yu Qinghuan wrote a letter and gave it to Sang Ru, asking her to give it to Xiao Jinghe's secret guards stationed nearby.
Although Sang Ru didn't know why her girl suddenly thought of writing a letter to the man in the palace, she knew that it must be something important, so she sneaked out of the house and delivered the letter.
When the secret guard received the letter, he was a little surprised. He had been guarding Madam Yu here for almost half a year, and this was the first time he saw Madam Yu delivering a letter to His Majesty.
He did not dare to delay and rushed into the palace with the letter.
Upon learning that Yu Qinghuan had written to him, Xiao Jinghe, who was already having a headache due to a bunch of annoying political affairs, became a little dazed.
Huanhuan wrote a letter to herself?
A gleam of light suddenly flashed across his eyes, and he quickly stretched out his hand, not even caring about his image as an emperor, and said quickly: "Hurry and give me the letter!"
The secret guard hurriedly handed the letter forward respectfully.
Xiao Jinghe took it and his hands were shaking as he opened the letter. He was really excited and thought: Ah Huan must be missing him, so she wrote the letter!
When the letter was opened, the beautiful handwriting caught his eyes, and Xiao Jinghe's brows softened.
Yu Qinghuan: The moon is a little round today, and I suddenly miss you and want to see you.
Xiao Jinghe couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "She really misses me."
The secret guards beside were surprised. Why did Madam Yu suddenly think of His Majesty?
He has been observing in secret these days. Those three people are always around Madam Yu, so they shouldn't have any free time to think about His Majesty.
Xiao Jinghe stood up immediately with the letter in his hand, a smile on his face. He wanted to go outside the hall to look at the moon and watch it with his Huanhuan.
But when he walked outside the temple, he saw thick dark clouds. Not to mention the moon, there was not even a trace of moonlight.
Xiao Jinghe suddenly stopped laughing and thought that the dark clouds must be against him.
It doesn’t matter. Since she misses me, I’ll go there myself.
Thinking of this, he solemnly ordered the eunuch behind him, "Make arrangements. I will leave the palace on the day of her Hundred Days Banquet."
Eunuch: "Yes."
As he answered, he looked at Xiao Jinghe in front of him curiously. He was curious in his heart. The emperor was still reviewing memorials just now. He said that he would not rest until he finished reviewing them tonight, and even drinking a cup of tea was considered a waste of time.
How come after reading the letter, he suddenly ran out and looked up at the inky black sky.
The moon is covered by dark clouds, there is nothing at all.
Alas, it is said that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. His Majesty’s thoughts are really hard to understand.
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The next day
Zheng Qibai got up early in the morning and stayed in the front yard after breakfast without going out.
When Lord Zheng went out to do some official business, he was surprised to see that his son, who was usually nowhere to be seen, was at home for the first time.
When Mrs. Zheng took her daughter Zheng Qingrong out to buy things, she saw her son sitting there stupidly, shaking his head repeatedly.
"What's wrong with him?"
Zheng Qingrong: "I don't know. He's been acting weird lately. He's either in a daze or grinning foolishly."
Although she said she didn't know, she knew in her heart that her brother was having sexual thoughts.
My younger brother's personality is really like our father's. He is stubborn and finds it difficult to give up once he has made up his mind.
Mrs. Zheng wanted to show some concern for her son, but when she thought about her daughter getting married in a few days, she didn't bother to pay attention.
Zheng Qibai stood alone at the door, staring at the gate.
It was not until after noon that he began to doze off, and Mrs. Zheng and Zheng Qingrong came back.
The mother and daughter looked at each other, frowned, and asked, "What have you been doing sitting here?"
Could it be that he wants to steal the job from the doorman in the mansion?
"It's okay, just get some sun."
Zheng Qibai stood up and prepared to return to his own yard. He felt a little disappointed. Yu Qinghuan had clearly said yesterday that she would send someone to deliver the invitation. Did she forget?
When the mother and daughter heard this, they looked up at the same time. There were heavy clouds these days, and there was no sun.
Just then, someone came outside to deliver something and gave it to the doorman.
The doorman entered the mansion again with something in his hand and saw the young master there. "Master! Someone just came to deliver something. It's for you."
The expression on Zheng Qibai's face became visibly happy. Here it comes!
Sister Yu has not forgotten this.
He immediately took the thing from the doorman and quickly opened it. It was the invitation to the Hundred Days Banquet, with his name, Zheng Qibai, written on it.
When Zheng Qingrong saw the familiar invitation in her brother's hand, she thought something was wrong and immediately wanted to pull her mother away.
Mrs. Zheng stepped forward to see what it was, which made her son feel disappointed and happy at the same time.
Zheng Qibai quickly closed the invitation and hurried back to his yard.
But even though Zheng Qibai reacted very quickly, Mrs. Zheng still caught a glimpse of the content of the invitation. It was the invitation to the hundred-day banquet sent by Yu Qinghuan.
At this time, she hadn't reacted yet and thought her son was stupid. It was just a post, why was there such a big reaction?
But after a while, she realized that something was wrong.
Seeing her son walking away, Mrs. Zheng grabbed her daughter's arm, her face a little grim, and asked in a low voice, "Rong'er, what has your brother been doing lately?"
Zheng Qingrong was stunned, her heart skipping a beat. She subconsciously covered up for her brother, "I didn't do anything. I just went out to drink and have fun all day. Yesterday, I even played cricket fighting with others..."
Mrs. Zheng pursed her lips, her face serious, "That's not what I'm talking about."
"I'm asking you, has he been close to any girl recently?"
Hearing this, Zheng Qingrong laughed dryly twice, "Mother, what are you talking about? With my brother's personality, how can he get close to any girl?"
Mrs. Zheng already had doubts in her heart.
My son has never been the type to like to join in the fun at banquets. How could he have been waiting at the door for most of the day just for a piece of paper?
He obviously has something on his mind!
Seeing that her mother was already suspicious, Zheng Qingrong silently offered incense to her brother in her heart, "Brother, as your elder sister, I have helped you cover up a lot, and I have done my best. If you were really discovered, your parents would break your legs, and I, your elder sister, would be powerless to help you."
Mrs. Zheng just hoped that it was not what she had guessed, otherwise the Zheng family would be in real trouble.
At this time, Zheng Qibai returned to his yard and couldn't help but kiss the post twice.
I just feel that the smell on this post is a bit like the smell of Sister Yu, so fragrant that I can’t get enough of it.