After Gao married the prince, the sick and weak concubine lost her horse

Chapter 217 Chapter 217
Shen Qingci comforted her with a smile: "Princess An is doing well in Beijing, if the old lady misses her, just send someone to deliver a letter."

Why do you have to show such an expression that is more painful and reluctant than parting from life and death?

Compared with the death of Jiang Yuwan and the yearning for Jiang Yuzhi who was alive and well, Pang's attitude is very different.

Shen Qingci's heart was sour, but on the surface he pretended to be fine.

Her words reminded Ponzi.

She hurriedly turned her head and asked Mother Sun beside her: "Did you reply to the letter I asked you to send to Afu earlier? When will Sujin bring Afu back?"

Mother Sun quickly replied: "I have already brought the news, I'm afraid there will be an answer within two days."

"However, old lady."

Speaking of this, Mama Sun showed some distress on her face: "You also know that the young lady is now Princess An, and the girl is also the head of the family. It's just in time for the new year, so it's normal that you can't get away. You still need to be more considerate, this servant thinks that no matter what, they should come back after this year is over."

Ponzi sighed.

"I don't understand this truth, but I'm worried about it very much."

"Seeing that there are only a few days left to live, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to hold on, so I just want to see the only one who still misses me..."

Having said that, Pang Zi suddenly realized that she quickly stopped talking, and she turned to look at Shen Qingci and the others.

"I'm tired too, you all go play on your own."

Wang Baoying kept giving Shen Qingci winks, and asked her if she had noticed the cedar picture hanging on the wall.

But Shen Qingci is now uneasy because of Pang's last sentence.

What Ponzi hadn't said completely, I'm afraid it's the only person who still misses him.

Then what is she, her mother?
Even if it doesn't hurt and doesn't favor her, it is still in front of her. When it comes to her death, Pang Zi doesn't feel much grief.

She felt a little nervous.

But on the surface she reluctantly complied.

Mama Sun sent them out.

Under Wang Baoying's and Sun's mother's questioning eyes, Shen Qingci shook his head and smiled politely: "This painting is somewhat similar to the one my son had collected before, probably... it won't work."

Can't get into his eyes.

Needless to say, Shen Qingci said the following, Mama Sun and Wang Baoying already understood.

A look of disappointment flashed across Wang Baoying's eyes, but it was Mama Sun who reminded her: "There are still a lot of calligraphy and paintings in the warehouse, I will help you take care of them later."

At this point, Wang Baoying turned her worries into joys. She was so focused on falling in love with "Zhang Jincheng" that she couldn't sit still for a moment.

Immediately said goodbye to Shen Qingci and Wang Baozhu, and pestered Sun Mama to go to the warehouse.

Shen Qingci sent Wang Baozhu back, and at Zheng's invitation, they had lunch together before returning to the courtyard.

Before Sheng Tingye came back, she was very sleepy again, so she went back to her room first.

As for which room to go to...

Anyway, Sheng Tingye was going to chase after him.

Shen Qingci thought that anyway, she already bears the name of "Zhang Jincheng"'s housemaid, so she didn't hesitate to use the name of "being favored and proud" to live in his main house, and let the maid burn a charcoal basin.

The room was warm and cozy, and the quilt was much softer than the next door, Shen Qingci quickly fell asleep.

I don't know if it's because I've been thinking about my grandfather these days.

Shen Qingci, who could no longer remember what his grandfather looked like, had a dream about his grandfather.

In the dream, a thin but handsome middle-aged man held her in his arms.

Although he could no longer remember his appearance in reality, Shen Qingci in the dream recognized him as his grandfather at a glance.

At that time, she was still a noisy baby in her infancy, Jiang Yuwan.

Her mother stood beside her, with a smile on her face and said: "Look, is she more like her father?"

Grandfather smiled and rubbed Jiang Yuwan's chubby pink cheeks with his chin, "These eyes are more like our clothes."

"In the future, she must be a peerless beauty."

The grandfather smiled and looked at her who could only babble, and said in a serious manner: "However, don't be like your mother, you will be seduced by a fool."

A Niang at the side couldn't help but said, "You look like a grandfather."

She wanted to hug Jiang Yuwan, but her grandfather refused. With a turn of his ankle, he hugged Jiang Yuwan tightly and turned around, saying in dissatisfaction: "I think that silly boy has been thinking about his medicinal prescriptions all day long. There is a good skin, but it is like a lump of wood, not a person who understands style."

"Don't make us feel wronged, Yiyi and Awan."

The father and daughter talked and laughed, making the infant Jiang Yuwan very unhappy.

Smiling and laughing, the dream woke up.

She grew up and was murdered and reborn as Shen Qingci.

And her two close relatives in the dream are also gone.

After laughing, the smile and warmth in the dream all turned into a knife that pierced the softest part of my heart.

The twist made Shen Qingci's nose sour and tears blurred his eyes.

A Niang, grandfather.

Who will tell her what is going on?

Shen Qingci was thinking of them in his heart, and before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face.

Suddenly a finger came over from her side and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

As soon as Shen Qingci opened his eyes, they met Sheng Tingye's black eyes dimly filled with tears.

It was dark, and the lights in the house hadn't been lit yet.

The dim light from the crumbling lantern under the eaves of the porch came in through the half-opened window sill, hitting his handsome profile.

Shen Qingci was in a trance for a moment.

At some point, Sheng Tingye had already returned, and had already changed into a loose dark green uniform, and was sitting on the side of the bed.

His fingers landed on Shen Qingci's cheeks, wiping the tears rolling down her eyes.

Feeling the warmth of his fingertips, Sheng Tingye frowned: "Why are you crying?"

This was related to the secret of her own rebirth, as well as the life and death of her father. Shen Qingci was unwilling to mention it to the outside world before she herself investigated it clearly.

So, she just shook her head.

"It's nothing, it was just a nightmare."

It's actually a sweet dream.

At least, she saw A Niang and grandfather in her dream.

It's just that everything in the dream is too beautiful, which makes the reality more cruel and cold.

Sheng Tingye's fingertips rested on her temples, and Shen Qingci was a little embarrassed after he had recovered.

She turned her head away, avoiding his touch, and raised her hands to prop herself up and sit up.

To avoid embarrassment, Shen Qingci said casually: "When did you come back?"

How long did she sleep for?
It's okay to sleep deeply at night, but now I can fall asleep in broad daylight and become unconscious.

Shen Qingci himself was also convinced.

"It didn't take long, and I just came back."

Sheng Tingye's so-called just came back means that he just returned to the mansion to have dinner with the members of the Wang family, and then went back to the house to freshen up.

And all of this, Shen Qingci was not aware of it.

Thinking of how she slept so deeply, Shen Qingci's cheeks felt hot.

However, what made her feel even more embarrassed was that the next moment, her stomach let out a growl.

"Goo...coo..."

Sheng Tingye only took one look at her, then got up and went to the door to call Ting Lan outside.

Not long after, someone delivered delicious meals.

Shen Qingci was a little embarrassed, "Will this be wrong?"

Sheng Tingye had already eaten, and outsiders could tell at a glance that the meal was for her.

Her current status is after all a maid.

Sheng Tingye, who had been flipping through the official documents a few days ago, turned to look at her.

"It's okay."

"They just take it as your pride."

As he said that, his eyes seemed to glance casually at the charcoal basin not far away.

Shen Qingci's previous careful thoughts were all looked at.

I was just being polite to him before, but now I feel a little embarrassed.

However, she is not the kind of hypocritical person.

Turning around and seeing the steaming hot food, Shen Qingci put the matter down.

After she had eaten and drank enough, she asked someone to collect the bowls and chopsticks, and Ting Lan had already asked someone to prepare hot water.

Shen Qingci is not as thick-skinned as Sheng Tingye, who can change clothes and take a shower in front of him.

She turned to the back of the screen, wiped it hastily twice with a handkerchief, and then quickly changed into pajamas.

The speed was as fast as if there was a leopard chasing her behind her.

Sheng Tingye couldn't help frowning when he heard the movement.

Shen Qingci just woke up, so he is not sleepy right now.

But thinking that Sheng Tingye had been out socializing for a day, she was too embarrassed to disturb him because she couldn't sleep.

So, she planned to climb onto the bed quickly, but before she got to the bed, she heard Sheng Tingye say, "Come here."

Shen Qingci turned his head and saw two teacups in front of him.

He raised his hand and poured her a cup of tea.

His tone was as cold as ever, but the words he said were inexplicably tinged with warmth.

"Lie down as soon as you are full, and be careful of food accumulation."

Shen Qingci's current body can eat, drink and sleep, so he doesn't have to worry about such problems at all.

But she was really not sleepy, and seeing that Sheng Tingye had no intention of falling asleep, she readily followed.

Holding the tea in his hand, Shen Qingci looked left and right, and replied with his own words: "Drinking tea in the middle of the night, young master, isn't he afraid of insomnia?"

Sheng Tingye put down the volume in his hand, "It's for replenishing energy and nourishing the spirit."

Shen Qingci hadn't come back to it yet, and heard him add another sentence.

"Your breath is a little messy."

So, this tea is specially prepared for her?

At this moment, Shen Qingci's heart that had been tightly sealed suddenly throbbed for no reason.

She looked down at the tea in her palm and took a sip.

The warmth and sweetness warmed from the heart to the tip of the heart all the way.

Shen Qingci didn't even dare to delve into the real thoughts in his heart at this moment.

"That person yesterday...Young Master, have you found out?"

With the abilities of the people under Sheng Tingye's hands, without his acquiescence, how could it be possible for that "gentleman on the beam" to have the opportunity to eavesdrop.

Sheng Tingye was just playing tricks.

Afterwards, someone will definitely follow the trail of that person and find out who is behind the scenes.

Sheng Tingye's eyes have fallen on the volume again.

"Ah."

"Zhao Zhenlin."

As they expected.

Holding the teacup, Shen Qingci thought for a while, "He just wanted to find out about the young master, is it that simple?"

This is at the risk of offending "Zhang Jincheng".

Sheng Tingye naturally understood Shen Qingci's meaning, and he said bluntly: "He has a reason to take risks in doing so."

Shen Qingci frowned: "It's what he mentioned before, it's related to the thing that Sheng Tingjing asked him to do? Young Master, can you guess what it is?"

Shen Qingci thought at first that Sheng Tingjing set his sights on Qingzhou and the Wang family for nothing more than money.

But how could Sheng Tingye and others fail to understand such a simple truth.

Since no conclusion has been reached for a long time, it means that there is a problem here.

Sheng Tingye did not tell Shen Qingci directly, but reminded her.

"Have you ever thought about what Sheng Tingjing wants so much money and why is he staring at Qingzhou?"

These words stopped Shen Qingci from asking.

Ever since she knew that Sheng Tingjing and Jiang Yuzhi were hanging out for the sake of the Jiang family and even the Wang family's fortune, she didn't think about it deeply.

Now being reminded by Sheng Tingye, Shen Qingci suddenly felt a chill down his back.

You know, Sheng Tingjing is the prince who is favored by the saint.

Standing behind him was the Zhang family, one of the four major families.

The Zhang family has a foundation of hundreds of years, not to mention the intricate influence in the court, and its financial and material resources are even more comparable to that of an ordinary family.

So, is Sheng Tingjing short of money?

Of course not.

Located in the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River, Qingzhou is the most affluent and known as the granary of Daqi.

What kind of things can make Sheng Tingjing short of money and food...

An idea pops up.

Shen Qingci looked at Sheng Tingye in shock.

It turned out that the purpose of his trip was far more than the Wang family.

The focus is still on the Zhang family, and even Sheng Tingjing.

And Zhao Zhenlin must have played a very important role in this.

It's no wonder Sheng Tingye put his mind on this little sheriff.

Shen Qingci couldn't help worrying: "Since that's the case, they must be extra cautious in their actions. The identity of the son..."

Just don't get caught out.

Knowing that she was worried for him, Sheng Tingye's expression was rare and gentle.

"The seals are all real, they haven't doubted my identity yet."

"However, it is true that Zhao Zhenlin wants to marry his daughter."

Shen Qingci couldn't help but laugh when he said this about the originally easy topic.

"That's why the young master is so handsome, the jade tree faces the wind, and people like him, so he caught people's eyes."

It was just a casual joke, but who would have thought that Sheng Tingye narrowed his eyes slightly the next moment.

He raised his hand to pinch Shen Qingci's chin.

The half-closed eyes were full of stars, and he said with a smile in his tone: "Did that ever fall into your eyes?"

Pfft!
At that moment, Shen Qingci felt his heart jump violently, almost bursting through his chest and bursting out!

She, who was always eloquent, suddenly started to tie her tongue.

After turning his head away in panic and avoiding the touch of his fingertips, Shen Qingci smiled brightly: "Young master is joking about your servant again."

Said so on the surface, but Shen Qingci was extremely flustered in his heart.

Not only did this person behave more and more excessively and boldly, but now he could even blurt out such nonsense words.

No shame at all!
She was afraid that she would not be able to keep her heart, and would take someone else's joke or whim seriously.

After secretly pinching himself, Shen Qingci quickly stabilized his mood, and only then used a joking tone to expose the trouble.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Tingye raised his hand to clasp the hand that was pinching her thigh, his eyes were dark, and he said solemnly, "If I say it, it's not a joke?"

Shen Qingci: "???"

(End of this chapter)