[Chapter 169 Chapter 169 Becoming a Popular Person after Divorce (46)]
Han Sheng stood behind Yan Qing, staring at the face in the bronze mirror.
The carved mirror reflects the beauty's face, and an elegant gentleman stands beside her. It is so quiet that it looks like a beautiful painting.
There was a long silence.
"Would you please draw my eyebrows for me?" Yan Qing tilted his head to look at the polished stone ink on the table and spoke to break the silence.
The dead water in Han Shenghan's eyes came to life, and ripples appeared.
I wanted to ignore what she just said, but my hand holding the fine-bristle brush couldn't help shaking.
It seemed as if the pen weighed a thousand pounds and I couldn't hold it steadily for a moment.
Yan Qing caught the dropped pen and calmly placed it in his hand, then raised his face and moved closer to him, closing his eyes silently.
Han Sheng's breathing slowed down a lot, and his thin lips were pursed like a knife blade.
Holding her face in one hand, he lightly outlined her slender eyebrows with the tip of a brush, looking so focused and cherishing as if he was treating a rare treasure.
Putting down the pen, he used his infatuated gaze to carefully depict the delicate face of the lover in front of him.
"But what did I do wrong?"
It seemed as if half a century had passed. His voice became hoarse and he could no longer maintain his usual calmness.
Yan Qing did not avoid his puzzled gaze, and shook her head under his burning gaze: "My husband is good in every way."
The piled up stones are like jade, and the rows of pines are like emerald green.
There is a gentleman who is like gold, like tin, like a jade tablet, and like a jade disk.
To the country, it is the humerus supporting the pillar; to the people, it draws fish from the rivers and seas; to the family, it warms the harbor and holds the boats.
He is a good and talented minister of the country, an incorruptible official in the eyes of the people, and a good husband who can give his wife enough sense of security.
There's nothing wrong with it.
"If it's because of your majesty..." Han Sheng's eyes flashed, and he squatted down and held her hands tightly with both hands, "I can protect my lady."
Even if he gave up everything, resigned from office and retired from government service, he would never let her come to any harm.
They are husband and wife as one, how can they be abandoned so easily?
The man looked up at her, his cold and solemn face shrouded in sadness, and he begged her in a humble manner to take back her life.
Yan Qing lowered his head and looked directly at him, his eyes calm: "It has nothing to do with anyone else."
She was so determined that it seemed as if last night's passionate and lingering love was just a dream of his.
Once I woke up, I felt freezing cold.
The cunning cold wind outside seemed to whistle through the tightly closed doors and windows, making people shiver uncontrollably.
Yan Qing took out the divorce letter that he had left before going to Pingnan from the drawer of the dressing table, put it in his palm, and led him to the table and sat down.
She acted as if nothing had happened and poured each of them a cup of hot tea that had just been served.
Holding the teacup, she asked calmly, "What do you think of me?"
Calling him by his courtesy name did not have the intimacy of calling him husband, nor did it have the passion of whispering in his ear last night.
It was more like having a conversation and playing chess with him on an equal footing as a fellow gentleman.
Han Sheng had long hair draped over his shoulders, and his body, which had become even thinner after the disaster relief work, was wrapped in a wide green robe. His noble character diluted the frailty of a scholar.
He looked at her affectionately: "Madam, you are beautiful, intelligent, knowledgeable, and considerate. I love you."
He shed his previous shyness and sincerely expressed his joy for her.
At the same time, he reflected in his heart, wondering if he had done something wrong and failed to give the young lady enough sense of security.
Before today, he had even thought about it over and over again, waiting for the world to be stable, and then he and her would live together in the mountains until old age.
They will be happy forever and will still sleep in the same bed until they are very old.
"Once the family's worries are resolved, I will travel the world with my wife, okay?"
He ignited a glimmer of hope and reached out to hold Yan Qing's hand, but only grabbed a piece of sleeve.
Yan Qing's eyes were clear and he shook his head slowly.
Looking at him, she opened her red lips and said, "As a person, I am good at dancing with long sleeves; as a writer, I have seen and heard a lot; as a wise man, I can pacify mountain bandits without spending a single soldier; as a brave man, I can go into the epidemic area and the deep mountains without fear of wild beasts."
"But people would rather praise my parents for raising such a daughter, and praise my husband for his unique vision in marrying such a wife, than ignore and ignore my own excellence."
"Why is that?"
"It's this unfair world that doesn't allow women to stand out."
She asked again, "On the way from Kyoto to Pingnan, have you ever seen a man with a grass sign?"
Han Sheng's lips were pale: "No."
Yan Qing raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "Many men who claim to be superior to others use so-called principles and ethics to put women into shackles."
"Crush their pride, but mock them for being humble; suppress their spirit, but mock them for being humble and insignificant; seize their achievements, but mock them for being shallow."
“It shouldn’t be like this.”
"Women all over the world should have a wider world, rather than being confined to a square yard."
She talked eloquently, with light in her eyes, like the bright sun shining brightly, dazzling people.
"I..." Han Sheng hesitated and was speechless.
He had noticed the oppression and confinement of women in the world, but since it had nothing to do with him, he always tended to turn a blind eye to it.
As a man, he naturally never thought about putting himself in other people's shoes and just went with the flow.
All kinds of feelings surged into his heart at once. His eyes fell on the divorce papers on the table, and he hurriedly dodged to the side.
He stood up in a panic, knocking over the tea on the table: "There is a court meeting today, I, I will go to the palace first."
His straight back bent slightly, and he staggered over the wooden threshold, holding on to the door. He paused, not daring to look back.
The divorce agreement signed by both parties was stained with water, and the ink smudged the handwriting. Only the words "let's part ways and let's go" were still clear.
Han Sheng hurriedly changed into court clothes and walked out of the mansion, only to remember that he had three days off and didn't need to go to the palace.
Yan Qing hadn't seen him for two days and knew that he was trying to escape.
She sighed, took Liangchen and Sanniang out, and bought a three-story house in the capital.
"Sister, you didn't buy it for me and Lian Qiao, did you? That's so embarrassing." Sanniang glanced at the luxurious mansion.
She is always quick to speak and speaks her mind.
Yan Qingqian smiled: "It's us."
Sanniang and Liangchen looked at each other, both showing surprise and suspicion on each other's faces.
When they returned to the Zuo Xiang's residence, the two of them pulled Mei Jing and Lian Qiao, who were confused, and gathered outside the room to whisper to each other for a while.
The few people who thought she and Han Sheng had quarreled racked their brains to think of ways to make them reconcile.
Seeing that they sent some small items in Han Sheng's name, and that every sentence they said was full of praise for him, every word they said was an attempt to persuade him to reconcile.
Yan Qing explained with a smile: "He and I didn't have a fight."
Sanniang and the other three girls then all breathed a sigh of relief.
The next morning, Yan Qing's younger brother Yan Baichuan came to the house with panda eyes, pulled her sleeve and started to complain.
"Wow, sister, please take care of your brother-in-law." The handsome boy with eyes and eyebrows similar to hers looked like he had suffered a great injustice.
After asking, I found out that Han Sheng had been staying in the general's mansion for the past three days and had assigned him countless homework.
He had to be woken up in the middle of the night to give lectures.
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