reborn concubine

During the few days of contact, Qingyue knew that Mu Wenxuan asked him to manage the men's balm shop, so she presented the secret recipe of balm that she had developed in the past few years to Mu Wenxuan.

Coincidentally, Master Han was also there that day. As a doctor, he also knows some secret recipes for making some balm used by men when they are happy. Qingyue took out the secret recipe of balm, and Master Han curiously took out one of them After looking at it, the more I looked, the more amazed I became. At the end, I was amazed again and again. Master Han followed Han Chongyuan, and his vision was also extraordinary. He found that the secret recipe of Qingyue's balm was even better than that of the famous country of balm. To succeed.

Master Han was overjoyed, and said with emotion: "This secret recipe is wonderful, and the ointment made will definitely become famous in Tianyao Kingdom. I have never seen such a wonderful secret recipe so far."

Qingyue blushed, and said embarrassingly: "I am ashamed, I have no strengths, these years I have been in the romantic field, and I have nothing to do to delve into these things that can't be put on the table, making everyone laugh."

Mu Wenxuan smiled and comforted: "Qingyue, don't underestimate yourself. You will be the number one scholar. When your perfume comes out, I don't know how many men, wives and concubines will be benefited! Confucius said, 'food and sex are also' this intercourse It is also extremely important, the whole people should be harmonious, and the sex life should also be harmonious."

Han Chongyuan: "..."

Tintin is important, why he always won't let him touch it!

Mo Xun's expressionless face showed disdain for any expression, but he thought in his heart that his wife is really unrestrained.

Qingyue's pale and beautiful jade face was covered with a layer of pink.

Mu Wenxuan noticed everyone's embarrassment, and his face turned red involuntarily. He coughed and changed the subject: "Qingyue, you have a secret recipe for balm. I can't treat you badly. That's good, I'll give you 10% If you invest in technology, you can expect dividends every year!"

"Give him mine." Han Chongyuan shook Mu Wenxuan's hand and reminded.

Qingyue hastily refused: "Young Master's Madam, absolutely not! Qingyue's life belongs to Madam, let alone such a small secret recipe, Young Master and Madam have helped me so much, Qingyue has nothing to repay, Qingyue I don’t want anything, I just want to follow Madam around in this life, I would like to do my best to manage the shop for Madam..."

"That's it." Qingyue wanted to say something, but Han Chongyuan interrupted domineeringly.

Qingyue's eyes were red, and she respectfully saluted the two of them.

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The annual Mid-Autumn Festival is here. At night, red lanterns are lit up on the vermilion lacquer gate of the Han Mansion. The bright candlelight makes the bluestone steps slightly reddish. The bluestone and red light complement each other very beautifully.

During festive seasons, on August [-]th, when the moon is full and people are reunited, Mu Wenxuan is afraid that Qingyue will miss her loved ones, so she specially asks Qiushui Hongling to make all kinds of snowy mooncakes and have dinner with Qingyue .

During these days of contact, Qingyue surprised Mu Wenxuan greatly. Mu Wenxuan did not expect that Qingyue was not only proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also uttered poems and songs at will, which surprised Mu Wenxuan even more What's more, Qingfeng can not only quickly understand the brand benefits he said, but also give out his own unique insights. The first-hand Danqing is even better. There is nothing to say. Under the narration of Qingyue, Qingyue can also draw lifelike life vividly, and Mu Wenxuan feels that he has really found a treasure!

Many years later, the balm developed by Qingyue became very famous in the Tianyao Dynasty, and even a box was hard to find, which made Mu Wenxuan's chain rouge shop famous for a hundred years.

These days, maybe knowing that there is hope for her revenge, and she has a job to rely on, plus Little Lingdang is by her side to take good care of him, and Mrs. Han's wonderful hand has rejuvenated, Qingyue's injury has obviously healed up a lot, and she can get out of bed and walk around occasionally. When Mu Wenxuan came over, Qingyue could let Little Bell support her and accompany Mu Wenxuan to walk outside the yard to get some fresh air.

Mu Wenxuan looked at such a talented man who was as cold as the moon, and couldn't help feeling sorry for Qingyue. If there was no burden of family feud, Qingyue's life would be so glorious!With Qingyue's talent, she might be named on the gold list now that she has made a name for herself!Whose young man is full of flair, and his whole life is only for fame and fame!Mu Wenxuan thought Qingyue was not an exception, right?

Hatred took away the best time of Qingyue's life. What is commendable is that Qingyue did not lose her mind during this hatred, in the smoky dyeing vat like Ruyi Pavilion. Until now, Qingyue still maintains a pure heart Heart.

Mu Wenxuan admired Qingyue's determination from the bottom of her heart, maybe life must go through certain hardships to be perfect!The more Mu Wenxuan knew about Qingyue, the more she felt pity for Qingyue in her heart, and sincerely hoped that Qingyue would be happy in her future life!

Qingyue knew that the Mid-Autumn Festival in the capital was very lively, and it was the first time for Mu Wenxuan to celebrate the festival in the capital. Han Chongyuan must have wanted to spend the festival alone with Mu Wenxuan, so she knew that she had left early.

After dinner, Han Chongyuan took Mu Wenxuan's little hand and walked on the busy streets of the capital.

In the sky, the bright moon hangs high, the streets are brightly lit, and there are big red lanterns at the door of every shop. People are walking on the street in an endless stream, all of them smiling happily with the spring breeze blowing on their faces.

Among the bustling crowd, there were constant shouts from jugglers and applause from the audience. Mu Wenxuan looked at such a lively and noisy scene, thinking that the ancients paid so much attention to the Mid-Autumn Festival, which was more important than in his original world. Mid-Autumn Festival is much more lively, not even inferior to the Lantern Festival.

As the two walked and watched, Mu Wenxuan came to the hawker selling lanterns, and immediately fell in love with a jade rabbit lantern. The shell of the rabbit made of bamboo was lifelike, with a chubby belly and two long ears bent straight. It looks naive and cute, and Mu Wenxuan couldn't put it down when he held it in his hand.

When the peddler saw such a beautiful little man wanting to buy a rabbit lamp, he couldn't close his mouth with joy, and said with a smile: "Young master looks really good-looking! Old man, this is the first time I have seen such a good-looking person in my life. Well, if the young master likes the rabbit lamp I made, I don’t want any money today, old man, and I will give it all to the young master.”

As he said that, he was about to fold the lantern together and give it to Mu Wenxuan.

Mu Wenxuan said with a smile, "Old man, how can this work? You are also in a small business, and I can't take yours for nothing." Mu Wenxuan asked again, "Old man, I want two that are exactly the same. Is there any more?"

"Yes, yes, coincidentally, there are only two Jade Rabbit lanterns left today, young master, wait, I will bring you another one."

Han Chongyuan's heart was slightly sweet. Although he didn't like the childish lantern, as long as it was given by Mu Wenxuan, he still had some joyful anticipation in his heart.

Mu Wenxuan took the lantern, and Han Chongyuan took out the money from his waist and handed it to the old man.

The old man glanced at Han Chongyuan with a cold and handsome face, and was very surprised. Even if he stood there silently, he could not be ignored. The strong aura gave people a sense of oppression. The old man held a bank note and said to him. Looking into Han Chongyuan's deep eyes, he said nervously: "The two lanterns can't use the money, I, I can't find such a big banknote."

"There's no need to look for it."

After Han Chongyuan finished speaking coldly, he took Mu Wenxuan's little hand and left directly.

The old man looked at the back of the two leaving, and couldn't hide his excitement in his heart. The money was enough for his family to live for a lifetime. Such a cold and arrogant man would only show a gentle look to the beautiful young people around him. Tofu is one thing down one thing!

"Chongyuan, I didn't expect the old man's hands to be so dexterous. This lantern can be folded so small. It's really convenient to carry. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to take it back." Mu Wenxuan looked at the small lantern folded into four squares in his hand, and said excitedly , "Little Shitou is also a rabbit. He must like the lantern I bought for him very much!"

Han Chongyuan looked at the other lantern, and asked blankly, "Then there is another one?"

"Of course it's for Little Bell! Little Bell is about the same age as Little Shitou, so he should like it!" Mu Wenxuan replied holding a rabbit lantern.

Han Chongyuan's deep eyes flashed, his cold handsome face remained calm, he grabbed the lantern in Mu Wenxuan's hand, threw it back, took Mu Wenxuan's little hand, and strode forward.

Mo Zhu, who was following behind, jumped up and deftly caught the lantern thrown by Han Chongyuan. Why was his young master inexplicably radiating cold air!

Mu Wenxuan looked back in surprise, saw the intact lantern in Mo Zhu's hand, and smiled sweetly at Mo Zhu.

Mo Zhu smiled back at Mu Wenxuan, suddenly thought of something, shut his mouth immediately, and kept looking around with guilt.

Mu Wenxuan: "..."

What the hell expression is that!

Han Chongyuan held Mu Wenxuan's hand tightly, and weaved through the endless crowd. He never thought before that he could accompany someone to go shopping during the festival, but his heart was so peaceful.

Many young men and women were heading in one direction, and Mu Wenxuan was also brought there by Han Chongyuan. Mu Wenxuan looked up and saw three big characters 'Yuelao Temple' written on the face of the door.

When the two came to the temple, they found that it was already full of young men and women. There was a marriage tree in the temple that was big enough for three people to embrace. The tree was covered with red ribbons and sachets. Many young people were whispering around the tree. .

Mu Wenxuan walked over curiously, and saw a young man who didn't know what was written on the red silk ribbon, then tied the red ribbon to the marriage tree, led the woman beside him and left with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Han Chongyuan took the red ribbon from Mo Zhu's hand, and wrote the names of 'Han Chongyuan and Mu Wenxuan' on the table next to him, and wrote on the other side of the red ribbon, 'Zhizi hands, grow old together'.

The figure of the man flashed, and he directly wrapped the red ribbon around the top of the marriage tree.

Mu Wenxuan smiled and looked at the red ribbon of the marriage tree with bright eyes. This Mid-Autumn Festival, he no longer misses his relatives who are far away in another world as before. Will not be confused and restless.

In the bright moonlight, under the marriage tree, Mu Wenxuan stepped forward to hold the man's hand, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Chongyuan, I am happy with you, I am willing to be with you life and death, never leave !"

Han Chongyuan stared deeply at Mu Wenxuan with his deep eyes, and immediately hugged Mu Wenxuan in his arms, kissed him deeply, and disappeared under the marriage tree in a blink of an eye.

Everyone was surprised: "..."

Could it be that the gods came down to earth?Otherwise, how could there be such a superb lightness kung fu!How could there be such a beautiful young man in the world!