Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

On the other carriage, He Xuqing's happy eyebrows turned into crescent moons with a smile, "My wife, Shi Ning'an and Gao Man have become a couple, great!"

"So happy?"

Sang Qingjiu chuckled and gently held his waist with her hands.

"Of course!"

The great revenge was avenged, and He Xuqing also had a little more desire to talk, "My wife, you don't know, Shi Ning'an has disliked me since he was a child. He always finds fault with me every time we meet. He also wants to marry me." Goldman.”

"Humph!"

"Who in the capital likes a guy like Gao Man? He just wants to destroy me! He should bear the blame now."

There was a hint of joy in He Xuqing's voice.

"If the husband is happy, I wonder if he can reward his wife?"

Sang Qingjiu asked in a low voice.

award?

"What reward?"

He Xuqing opened a pair of slightly innocent eyes and asked curiously.

Sang Qingjiu gently hooked his chin, hugged him into his arms, lowered his head and sealed his beautiful lips.

"Well……"

He Xuqing blinked lightly and subconsciously hugged her neck, gradually holding it in until her face flushed, "My wife, let go, let go, I'm going to run out of breath..."

"When I get home in the evening, I will discuss the reward with my husband."

Sang Qingjiu let go without saying anything, and when he saw him opening his mouth and breathing lightly, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

"The wife is a bully."

He Xu glanced at her with his clear and moist eyes, and then asked curiously, "My wife, how did you do it? If you cause trouble at the palace banquet, the emperor and the others won't find out, right?"

"I have been running to the palace every day, bribed a few female officials and chamberlains, and asked them to do things that are so subtle that the emperor cannot find out."

Sang Qingjiu explained.

At this time, the carriage had already rushed onto the street with a "clatter".

The sound of people became more and more noisy, and there were more and more people, causing the carriage to move slower and slower.

"Stop."

Sang Qingjiu shouted from the carriage.

The driver stopped in response.

Sang Qingjiu got out of the carriage and reached out to the front door to help He Xuqing, "Husband, come on down. I'll take you for a walk. It's very lively right now."

He Xuqing got off the carriage with the help of her hand.

Looking up, I saw that the streets were surrounded by vendors, and the people coming and going were chatting eagerly.

But it's only afternoon now, and if we really want to say it's lively, it has to be at night.

"My wife, look, there is a lion dancer over there!"

He Xuqing looked at it, his eyes lit up, and he pulled Sang Qingjiu over there.

The meaning of the Ghost Festival is not very good. It is said to be the time when ghosts return to their souls, and there are indispensable sacrificial activities in various towns and places.

Both father and mother were in a hurry to return to their hometown to worship their ancestors.

The people dancing on the street are looking for a good omen. They dress up as gods, walk on stilts, and dance. They all gather together. The queue can stretch all the way to the street.

The sound of gongs and drums is very lively.

In ancient times, life was very ordinary.

It was rare to encounter such a grand occasion, so the people naturally gathered on both sides to join in the fun.

He Xuqing and Sang Qingjiu came out late. The crowd in front was so dense that it was impossible to squeeze in. Only a faint red, orange, yellow, and purple color of cloth could be seen through the gaps between the people.

"Master Wife~"

He Xuqing looked back at Sang Qingjiu in despair, and said aggrievedly, "Can't see."

Sang Qingjiu never saw him in such a posture. He touched the tip of his nose and coughed lightly, then grabbed his throat and said loudly: "Oh, who lost the two taels of silver?"

"Shh!"

The people nearby immediately reached for their money bags after hearing this, and some even turned back to see where they had lost it.

"I lost it, I lost it."

"Fart, I clearly threw it. Whose hand is it? Return it to me quickly."

While the crowd was surging out, Sang Qingjiu protected He Xuqing and squeezed in.

Now, I saw it.

Those "fairies" either wore masks and dressed up as day and night wandering gods, or rang bells and dressed up as wizards, or wore red robes and gold hats and dressed up as city gods.

Sang Qingjiu looked unresponsive.

On the other hand, He Xuqing, who was next to him, couldn't take his eyes off him. He couldn't help but follow the people as they reached the end of the street.

"You like it so much?"

Sang Qingjiu asked in a low voice.

He Xuqing squeezed her palm and nodded slightly sheepishly, "I haven't seen it much in the past."

"Didn't the Marquis of Qing'an let you come out to see it?"

"No, my grandfather took us out. But you also know that there are rules in the Marquis Mansion. Wherever you are allowed to crowd in so close, you can only look at individuals from a distance..."

He Xuqing explained, his eyes shining with joy.

Seeing this made Sang Qingjiu feel weak in his heart.

"Then from now on, I will take you out to see it every year."

"My wife is so kind!"

He Xuqing is really grateful to Shi Ning'an now.

If it weren't for him, how could he have met such a good wife?

He had no intention of becoming a concubine for the daughter of Prince Cheng... It would be better for him to be the wife of his own wife.

After being in Beijing for so long, I have seen a lot of couples from wealthy families. I really can't find anyone who treats her husband as well as the wife.

The more I think about it, the happier He Xuqing becomes.

Seeing that the dancing team had gone away, the two of them squeezed out of the crowd again.

"I'm selling bracelets. Sir, please take a look at this bracelet. It's a good-quality Millet Spatholobus. It's very good at warding off evil spirits..."

"River lanterns are for sale. Sir, do you want to buy a river lantern? Buy one. When you want to put out a lantern at night, you may not be able to buy one..."

"The peach wood tablet, the best peach wood tablet, the peach wood tablet that was consecrated in Huiling Temple, to ward off evil spirits and seek peace, the last piece is left..."

The shouts of the vendors can be heard from the street to the end of the alley.

Sang Qingjiu suddenly pulled him into a jade shop. Today, all the items in the shop were carved with Kirin, Guanyin, and the Smiling Buddha.

He Xuqing lowered his head and picked, thinking that he should choose a better one for Sang Qingjiu.

While he was still watching, Sang Qingjiu next to him had already picked up something from the cabinet and went inside to pay the bill.

"Husband, extend your hand."

He Xuqing didn't think too much and stretched out his hand after listening to Sang Qingjiu's voice.

Suddenly, a bit of coldness fell on his wrist.

That's a red rope.

A jade gourd the size of a thumb's head hangs under the red rope.

"Bless my husband for a lifetime of peace and freedom, with no taboos."

Sang Qingjiu laughed in a low voice and said, "The jade is a bit small, husband, please don't dislike it. The money you give to my wife is only a small amount every month, but now my wife has no copper at all."

He Xuqing stared at the small gourd and pursed his lips. His eyes were as soft as the gurgling water with fallen flowers in the early spring of March.

"Master Wife~"

He shouted softly, squeezing the little gourd with his fingers, "I like it very much, thank you, my wife."

Such a wife is really difficult to control!

How to do?

He really likes how nice she is!