Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

Tomorrow is the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve.

The firecrackers went off one after another, trying to frighten the "Nian Beast" that came early in the morning.Qinghe's body will recover for two minutes, and he will go to [Qianxinyuan] to serve the sick.

Old Mrs. Shen was rich and honored most of her life, but she fell her head at the end of her life, and her old age ended absurdly.

Following the old lady's illness, the power in the general's mansion completely fell into the hands of the daughter-in-law. All the way through the corridor, the most arrogant old woman in [Qianxinyuan] had to blush and flatter Miss Shen when she saw Miss Shen bowed his head.

These people rely on the old to sell the old. In the past, relying on the old lady's power, they gave their young lady a bad look. Liuqin and Liuse knew that they shouldn't have made trouble, but couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief for the young lady.

Even at this moment, Shen Qinghe's eyes were still indifferent and calm.

She is not a good person, nor is she a great kind person praised by the common people. She is only here to fulfill her responsibilities as a grandson.

A burst of laughter came out through the door, and Shen Qingyan sat in front of her grandmother's couch and worked hard to please the old man.

The old lady was ill, and sometimes she was unconscious, but her grandson, who was clearly on the tip of her heart, returned to her, and the power of blood made her clear for a short time.

As soon as Qinghe stepped into the door, she deeply felt that she was the uninvited guest, and she sighed deeply.

Seeing her, Qing Yan hurriedly got up: "Eldest sister, I'll go down first. You can accompany grandma."

He walked quickly, and the room that was still bustling before seemed suddenly deserted after he left.

Qinghe's limbs were cold, she pursed her lips and rubbed her arms, this was her subconscious habit.There are all kinds of people in the world, she doesn't feel cold when she sees outsiders, but she does when she sees her own grandmother.

The seeds that were deeply rooted in the soul when I was young have grown into towering trees day after day.

The sadness of family affection has finally shattered the last extravagant hope of people.

The old lady sat on the bed and became dazed again, her eyes were cloudy, her speech was vague, she vaguely heard her call "water", Qinghe got up to make tea for her.

Tea is my grandmother's favorite drink. The tea is clear and the temperature is right.

Waiting for her to drink half a cup of tea, Qinghe stood there in a daze.In the past, grandma would not ask her to feed the water herself.She sat on a round wooden stool and chatted with the old man. She didn't talk much, and it was easy to be cold when she was talking. Fortunately, grandma couldn't understand her words.

While talking, she asked, "Does grandma still remember the white sugar cake? The one you threw on the ground."

Grandma forgot.

She still remembers.

Maybe it will be remembered forever.

Even if you put it in the coffin, you will never forget it.

Many people often like to praise the grand daughter of the Shen family's concubine, but in fact Qinghe looks grand, but she is actually petty.

She has a big picture in mind, but she also has a small mind at times. The closer she gets to her, the more she understands her petty nature. But after so many years, there are only a few people who have seen her.

But where does this littleness come from?

It started from the white sugar cake that fell on the ground.

A five-year-old child, innocent and innocent, grew up in the general's mansion without any mother's love, no parental preference, an aunt who occupied the magpie's nest, and a grandmother who was partial to his grandma's house. He was forced to learn to read words and expressions when he was young. Cleverly doesn't bother people.

From nowhere, I heard that my grandmother wanted to eat white sugar cakes, and she nervously handed over the cakes in the box that she was reluctant to eat, but what she got was unabashed indifference and disgust.

Grandma knocked her tender white sugar cake to the ground unceremoniously, but she didn't cry, she opened her eyes wide and took it to heart.

Remember, it's not to bear grudges, but to warn yourself, don't show your sincerity to others to trample on it.

Later, as he got older, Shen Qinghe probably understood why the old lady hated her daughter-in-law and granddaughter in every possible way.

What she hated was not A Niang, not herself, but her father who repeatedly contradicted her for A Niang.

However, father is the pillar of the Shen family, a well-known general in the Yun Dynasty, and the Shen family still counts on him to carry on the family, so this hatred can only be borne by his beloved wife and daughter.

To put it bluntly, what the old lady hates is the feeling of being violated.

Qinghe peeled the citrus for his grandmother with his ten fingers flying, beautifully resembling a flowing painting.

The orange petals were carefully placed on the porcelain plate. The old lady was still in a daze at first, but after tasting two sweet and sour orange petals, she was at a loss and did not speak.

"Didn't you say that when you get old, your heart will soften?"

Qinghe stuffed a piece of citrus into his mouth, it was very sour.

She suppressed the sour taste and swallowed, chuckled: "It seems to be a lie. I'll call Qingyan, Qingyan knows how to make you laugh."

When she turned to leave, she heard the old lady calling her grandson's name indistinctly, and she couldn't tell whether it was bitterness, bitterness, or unspeakable relief.

Fireworks fly high into the sky, Peng!A big flower exploded, and she raised her head to look at the gorgeous and charming flower that only wanted to be brilliant for a moment, and smiled in relief.

"sister."

It was a rare opportunity for the siblings to stand side by side in the corridor, and Qing He Qianqian responded, tilting her head to look at his slightly faded facial contours: "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

"Eat more, isn't the food in the academy bad?"

"Very well, maybe it's because I'm too tired from reading. I'm far less intelligent than my elder sister. Those obscure articles can't be understood at a glance, and they can be understood by analogy."

The shadow of bright fireworks reflected in Qinghe's eyes, and his voice was soft: "Are you happy in the academy?"

Shen Qingyan was silent for a while: "Happy."

It's better than being at home.I have inexplicable troubles at home, but when I go outside, the sky is high and the clouds are wide.

"Then work hard for your 'happiness'."

"Ok!"

"Look, the kite is flying over the wall."

Qing Yan followed her gaze and saw a rabbit with long ears flying towards Shen's courtyard.

A wall away, the Chi family.

Chi Heng eagerly urged her elder brother: "Higher, higher brother, higher, lower and Wanwan can't see it!"

Her back injury is not completely healed, and everyone in the family is reluctant to let her move. The matter of flying the kite at the age of [-] falls to the elder son Chi Ying. Thinking: The kite is flying so high, how blind must Miss Shen be to see?

The long-eared rabbit kite Qinghe can see clearly, the left ear says "Happy Heart", and the right ear says "Huan Huan Xi Xi", with a horizontal comment: "Remember to miss me".

She slandered: Childish is not childish!

But he was still coaxed by this childish trick to let all his worries fly away.

Not the same.

My sister has changed.

Standing beside her, Shen Qingyan looked at her with a gentle smile and joy in the corners of her eyes and brows. That was a comforting, satisfying, and unique favorite that no one else could give her except Brother Chi.

She got what she wanted.

While Shen Qingyan felt happy for her, he also felt deeply disappointed.

Qinghe stopped chatting with him, and stood in the courtyard watching the kite in a cloak.The long-eared rabbit is painted so vividly that it resembles A Chi very much.

On the night of the New Year's Eve, every household kept the New Year's Eve, and Chi Heng counted the time and yelled "Happy New Year, Sister Qinghe" through the high wall, filling Qinghe's lonely inner world with excitement, and a hot sense of security filled the atrium .

Then the New Year's bell rang, vigorously.

The fireworks are going off, and the world is so crowded.

……

After the Spring Festival, it is Qinghe's 20th birthday.

A 20-year-old unmarried girl is considered an old girl in Yunchao. Shen Yanen went to the palace to ask for his daughter's will, but was blocked by Zhao Qian with words.

"How can the wedding date be set arbitrarily? It is necessary to ask the Qin Tianjian to find an auspicious day for the marriage affairs of the two governments. This matter is up to them to decide. You and my monarch and ministers will meet today, let's not talk about these things, let's not talk about these things. Aiqing, come quickly and help me choose The nickname chosen for the emperor..."

The queen will give birth soon, and there are rumors that this baby must be the prince.Daoist Rong is a member of [Longmen], and he is very good at 'breaking yin and yang'. He calmly told His Majesty that this fetus is not a daughter, and Zhao Qian's heart was extremely happy.

His son and daughter were both born to the empress, and now God gave him another son in middle age, which can be described as a double joy.

Born as the second son, the royal family not only has the prince, but also the unborn second prince. Zhao Qian has been enjoying a bright future recently, and he is full of expectations for the child who is still in his womb.

Shen Yanen's request for favor was unsuccessful, so she was dragged to choose a nickname for half an hour.

Walking out of the palace gate and stepping into the carriage, there was a crack in the cold face of General Zhen Guo who had no flaws in front of others.

His Majesty does not want to see the marriage between the two governments, he can't even surprise his daughter.

nickname...

Qinghe's nickname was given to Amei when she was pregnant with her.

Her greatest wish is to have a child with a gentle personality and a beautiful personality who will fall in love with anyone who sees them.

As for the word "Qinghe", it means "Haiyan and Heqing, Harmony in Harmonious Years and Harmony".

This is the sincere wish of the husband and wife for this world.

Wanwan was right, in vain he was a respected general who guarded the frontiers of the country, half his life was spent, and his loved ones were exhausted.

After returning to Shen's house, she learned from the butler that the young lady had moved back to 【Xiuchun Bieyuan】, Shen Yanen turned pale, sent someone to send Bieyuan a birthday gift, and walked towards the ancestral hall without looking back.

Facing the spiritual tablet for his wife, General Shen knelt down and said nothing.

The candlelight was silent, there was a long silence, and an "Amei" slid out of her throat with difficulty...

Bieyuan.

The birthday gifts piled up as high as a hill, not to mention the gifts from other families, the family of the General of Guangzhu Kingdom accounted for less than half of it.

The gift list was long, Qing He glanced at it casually, lacking in interest.

She had just finished worshiping A Niang, and she was not in a very good mood.

Fearing that she would get internal injuries alone, Liu Se held the gift list and read it to her.

In addition to the exchanging greetings and congratulations from various families, Aunt Xinglou also sent gifts, which are sharp weapons that can cause many people to fight for each other when a box is thrown into the rivers and lakes.

Master Yunyou, whose whereabouts are uncertain, also entrusted [Guixing Escort Bureau] to send a box of hidden weapons.

It should be said that these two are indeed from the same family, and all the birthday presents given to people are things that kill people.

She hadn't seen Master for several years.

Qinghe thought wistfully: If she was like the same, how great would it be to indulge in the mountains and rivers and be at ease?With her fingertips, she held the latest mechanism map that Master Tang Jiu gave her, thinking: Master has been wandering outside all year round, is he hiding from someone?

The relationship between Daoshan Simei is really complicated.

She thought about it wildly, and the corners of her lips curved slightly: She and A Chi have a close relationship, and A Chi's master and her master are also from the same school. She listened carefully, and as expected, Senior Su Jie also prepared a congratulatory gift for her.

Sandwiched among many precious gifts.

A jar of wine, more than a dozen carefully crafted human leather masks, and more than a dozen bottles of intestine-piercing poison.

She laughed dumbly.

Among the four seniors and sisters, the uncle is the most reliable. Look at the gifts from the first few, but they are trying to instigate her to do bad things.

What Jiang Xing sent her was an imitation jade tablet with a cat's face, although she didn't know its use, it was also interesting to wear it around her waist for decoration.

What's interesting is that the gifts from the imperial concubine and the uncle were delivered in a box.

Xue Ling gave her a volume of very exquisite erotic palace pictures, and a copy of "On How Women Raise and Protect Their Waist Cheats on the Bed".

If she dared to send it, Qinghe dared to watch it.

In broad daylight, Miss Shen opened the private cheat book lazily and was very rewarding after reading it.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, Master Uncle and Concubine Xue...

The two people who are very different from the north and the south get together, she is amazed, it turns out that Concubine Xue likes the uncle like that.

Gee.

It's really a romantic debt for a leader of Taoism to face a seductive concubine.

No wonder the imperial concubine has a deep research on waist support.

After all, Jiang Xi is an elder, she doesn't want to think too much about it, but there are some things that can be revealed from the details without thinking too much about it.

She suddenly felt bored again.

After briefly trying the short arrow sent by his aunt and the mechanism rabbit sent by his master, Qinghe fiddled with the hind legs of the 'rabbit' with a flick of his fingers, and the sharp arrow pierced through the eyebrows of the wooden man from a distance of three feet.

With her frivolous eyebrows, she saw the pear flower wooden figure fall apart in an instant.

Sawdust was flying, Liuqin Liuser's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed down a mouthful of saliva, dense skin bumps appeared on his arms.

She picked up one of more than a dozen human-leather masks and put it on her face. She changed the description in an instant, her eyes were cold, and she sighed quietly: It's my mother's death day, she really wants to kill someone.

This thought became stronger and stronger, and she thought of another aunt who was imprisoned in Xie's house.

Frowning and thinking irritably: Why is Xie Zhezhi still alive?

Liuqin and Liuse felt the cool killing intent, and kept silent and did not dare to persuade.

Every time the lady dies on the anniversary of her wife's death, her mood is always cloudy and uncertain.In the past, Shang Ke was accompanied by the little general, but now she is cold to the little general and does not allow anyone to come to see him...

The golden bell swayed, Qinghe closed her eyes and made a series of clear ringing sounds.

The voice was very penetrating, and the little general in white with a white tiger mask on his face hurriedly rolled over the high walls of the other garden and lay down outside the window: "What's the matter? Why is the golden bell ringing?"

Qing He snorted awkwardly, raised his lips in a cadence: "Cheat you."

I'm so upset I haven't seen you for a long time.

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