Chapter 017 Did they have a fight?
When she saw the face in the mirror, Ruan Qinghuan reached out to grab it: "Why didn't you tell me just now? I told you, I've washed my hands, why is the smell of ink still so strong?"
Unexpectedly, my head and face were all covered with ink stains.
Well, in ancient times people would eat with ink, and nowadays people wash their faces with ink, so it can be considered a rare effort.
Before Ruan Qinghuan could react, He An had already held her in his arms and walked into the bathroom.
Ruan Qinghuan panicked: "Sir, this is not appropriate, you should wash first, and I will wash after you are done... plop..."
Ruan Qinghuan didn't pay attention for a moment and drank a few sips of water. In the end, he was still picked up by He An. He was obviously angry: "Why are you so dishonest?"
Ruan Qinghuan became even angrier: "You are taking advantage of me, do I still have to wait obediently?"
"I asked you to help me wash my back first." He An's eyes darkened: "But it seems that Madam wants to wash with me?"
Ruan Qinghuan was stunned when he heard this, and lowered his voice: "Then you should just say no. If you do that just now, anyone would think you are up to something bad."
"Ruan Qinghuan..." He An was worried and angry because of what she had done, so he couldn't help but raise his tone.
Fortunately, she jumped so hard that she fell directly into the bucket. If she had hit the edge, she would have been bleeding.
Ruan Qinghuan fell silent immediately, and tried to climb out of the bucket timidly. Looking at a trace of residual ink floating on the water surface, he guessed that his face was washed clean by now?
"Well, I'll have someone come and change your water."
Considering that she was a young girl who knew nothing about the world, her timidity and fear were understandable, but her repeated refusals still made He An unhappy, so he simply pulled Ruan Qinghuan into the bathtub with him.
Ruan Qinghuan: “…”
The simple clothes he was wearing were wet and stuck to his solid chest. His solid wheat-colored muscles could be seen through the already thin material.
Eight pack abs, that's all. Ruan Qinghuan knew it wasn't nice to look at, but he still glanced at it a few more times.
"You're not going to do anything yet?"
ah?
Take action?
When he said we could wait, did he mean to let her take the first step?
Ruan Qinghuan's face immediately turned red, her mind was in a mess, but a voice told her that this was not a bad idea, maybe just get through two years first and then see what happened?
Thinking of this, she slowly unwrapped her arms and reached under the water...
The slender and soft fingertips stroked across his chest and abdomen... He'an's eyes were gloomy as if he wanted to kill someone.
Just when Ruan Qinghuan wanted to continue exploring, He An grabbed him and said in a hoarse voice: "Ruan Qinghuan, do you know what you are doing?"
Nonsense, isn't she just being forced into a corner?
She looked obviously unwilling, but had to go on. He An really couldn't understand her.
His grip on her hand became tighter and tighter. Ruan Qinghuan frowned in pain and said angrily, "Didn't you ask me to do it?"
"I said rub your back."
Ruan Qinghuan: “…”
The night was filled with endless oolongs, and finally ended with He An leaving Changchun Garden. Ruan Qinghuan secretly celebrated that he had survived another day.
Compared to Ruan Qinghuan's relief, Jiang Ming, Jiang Qi, Jiang Heng and Jiang Chen were unlucky. They were awakened by a hurried knock on the door just as they fell asleep. They only heard the voice of an adult coming from outside the house: "Go to the training ground."
Torches were lit in the dark training ground. Jiang Ming first went up to the martial arts arena to compete with He An, but he was knocked off the stage within ten moves.
When they saw this, they knew something was wrong. Why was the Lord so angry today?
He An pointed at a few people and said, "You all come together."
Just like this, several people surrounded He An in the middle and barely held out for a quarter of an hour. Jiang Heng was the first to be knocked down. Among the few people, he had the worst kung fu and was usually only responsible for collecting intelligence.
Although the remaining three managed to hold on, they were all beaten up to some extent. Jiang Chen couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Sir, if we made a mistake, why don't we just run away? If you keep beating us, we'll be injured."
As he was speaking, a dark shadow flashed over, stretched out his long arms, and threw Jiang Qi, who was about to be unable to avoid He An's punch, off the shooting range. The remaining Jiang Ming and Jiang Chen also took the opportunity to hide.
At this moment, there were only two people left on the martial arts stage.
Ji Lingchuan yawned and glanced at the sky: "Wait a little longer and it will be dawn. What the hell is wrong with you?"
He was sleeping soundly when he heard a soldier come to report that the Prime Minister had come to the training ground to practice martial arts.
Practicing martial arts late at night is like a seizure.
He An didn't say anything and started fighting. The two had a very good relationship since childhood, learned from the same master, and their kung fu routines were comparable, so the fight was evenly matched and exciting.
The fight lasted nearly two hours and ended in a draw. Both of them were sweating profusely. Ji Lingxuan hugged He An's neck and said, "No more fighting. I'm so tired. Let's go take a shower."
When he heard the word "take a bath", He An shook off his arm, mounted his horse and galloped away.
Ji Lingchuan grabbed Jiang Ming who was lagging behind and asked: "What kind of evil spirit is your master having?"
Jiang Ming shook his head.
"Impossible. He is venting all his anger on me. Who in the capital city dares to make him so angry?" Ji Lingchuan sneered, "It's the middle of the night, and he is not at home with his wife, but comes to pick a fight with me... Wait..."
"Is there something going on in the backyard of your mansion?" Knowing Liu Yueru's personality, he must have had a fight with the new bride. He'an is a man of strategy, but he may not be so good when it comes to women.
Jiang Ming denied Ji Lingchuan's guess: "Our young lady is very reasonable and has never argued with Miss Liu."
Ji Lingchuan: “…”
Ji Lingchuan didn't quite believe it. He thought Jiang Ming must be trying to cover up for his master.
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In the blink of an eye, it was April and the weather was getting warmer. Meng Suqiu wanted to take her to have some new clothes tailored for the changing season, but the maid she sent to Changchun Garden to ask for help came back and said that Ruan Qinghuan was not in the courtyard.
He Qi Zhang was about to go out with a bird cage in his hand when Meng Su Qiu stopped him and said, "Master, have you noticed that Qing Huan has been going out a lot recently?"
"Well, I saw her two days ago. I heard that she was busy with the shop in the east of the city."
"Shop?"
"It seems like he wants to open a pawnshop." He Qizhan was about to leave after explaining, but was stopped again.
Meng Suqiu was reluctant to let her daughter-in-law show up in public: "You talk about this child. Our Xiangfu is a big family with a lot of wealth. Why do we still let her worry about her livelihood? I don't agree with her doing business."
"If you don't agree, go talk to her. What's the point of talking to me?"
Meng Suqiu was so angry that she snatched the bird cage and scolded him, "All day long, you just play with your bird and don't take your work seriously at all."
The lady got angry and immediately suppressed He Qi Zhang's sharp edge: "Madam, we should worry less about our son and daughter-in-law's affairs, let them do whatever they want."
"That won't do." Meng Suqiu looked unhappy: "If Qinghuan gave me a grandson, maybe I would be happy and let her do whatever she wants. But if she is so busy, when can I hold my grandson in my arms?"
Meng Suqiu closed the door and pulled the old man closer: "I heard from Mrs. Chen that my son left the house in anger last night. Do you think they had a fight?"