After breaking off the marriage, the Zhuangyuan Lang who was picked up was dressed weakly every day

Chapter 36 My Wife
The little lady put one hand on your shoulder, and you raised the other hand high. She was pressed against the edge of the pool by you, her clothes were disheveled, and you kissed her like a hungry wolf. The two of them were in perfect harmony, and they were about to do something inappropriate.

——Meng Changqing would never say this without risking his life.

He glanced at Qin Yuehuai and said, "You are so tall and powerful. You blocked her completely. What can I see?"

Qin Yuehuai's face was serious, "Then how did you find out her identity?"

"The wild flowers on the hairpin, the wide-eyed look..."

Thinking of this later, Meng Changqing paused. Because he had ruined someone's good deeds, he looked at Qin Yuehuai with shrinking eyes, feeling a little guilty and enjoying the show: "The first time she acted with you, she was... beaten by me. broken?"

This matter was related to Shen Yanhan's innocence. Qin Yuehuai glanced at him and did not respond.

Meng Changqing broke the casserole and asked: "Then who is she to you? How could you touch her? Hey, Qin Yuehuai, I can't see it. You still have such an animal side. Instead of touching the flower girl, you touch the good family. female."

Qin Yuehuai looked at him with deep eyes, and answered with a hint of playfulness: "My wife, do you think it's possible to touch her?"

Meng Changqing was surprised, "Are you married? When?"

Before Qin Yuehuai could answer, he said as if he was complaining: "You didn't invite me and Tang You? Who did you invite?"

Qin Yuehuai laughed at himself.

If he could invite any acquaintance, he wouldn't be forced into marriage by being favored.

Regarding this fake marriage, he said honestly: "We haven't married yet."

"What kind of wife is she if you don't have any etiquette?" Meng Changqing said, and he justified himself by saying, "But you have to be like her. It doesn't make any difference whether you salute or not. She can only marry you, right?"

This is Qin Yuehuai's headache.

He slept in the same bed with Shen Yanhan every day, and today he lost his sense of propriety, touching everything that should be touched and shouldn't be touched, and he almost took the last step.Everyone in Qingshui Village also knew that they were husband and wife. If Shen Yanhan didn't marry him, who would she marry?
But if he really wanted to marry her, would he decide on his marriage? That's not the case.

He is a man who always walks on the tip of the sword and must not be restrained by this.

Don't tie people's lives to him and put them in danger for no reason.

Shen Yanhan has a pure temperament and a lot of ideas, like a delicate and transparent glass lamp, which contains her colorful dreams.

She still had a long life to live, and she should have continued to dream desperately. He couldn't bear it if her "cup" was broken in the slightest because of his involvement.

Perhaps even Qin Yuehuai himself had not noticed that he had committed the problem of womanly kindness again, and there was an unknown tenderness in his heart.

He only knew that he had to continue to pretend to be weak, and even go one step closer to letting Shen Yanhan take the initiative to part ways with him as soon as possible.

Qin Yuehuai glanced gratefully at the person who had done something bad to him today, but he heard the other person ask him: "You just married a wife, how do you explain Zhang Manman?"

Qin Yuehuai's grateful eyes immediately turned cold, "What does my matter have to do with her? Do I have to explain to her?"

Meng Changqing yelled at him, "Just wait for her to make trouble! Don't hide from me again."

Qin Yuehuai frowned with a headache as he thought of the little lady crying.

Meng Changqing saw his expression and said with relief: "But now that you have lived in this mountain, she will never think of this, and she will never find you."

Qin Yuehuai keenly grasped the meaning of his words and asked Meng Changqing: "How do you know where I live?"

"The steward said that the people who borrowed my village are people from their village." Meng Changqing said, teasing him again: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Qin Yuehuai, you also stumbled, and now you are living in seclusion in the mountains for a little lady! "

His seclusion was not voluntary.

Qin Yuehuai did not comment on this and asked Meng Changqing: "Why are you here today? Come to climb?"

Meng Changqing pursed his lips in the east direction, "I'm going to Jingci Temple to pay my respects. It's getting dark, so I'll stop here to spend the night."

Qin Yuehuai looked at the setting sun in the west, "Is that the east?"

The implication is that the sun has risen from the west today. He, Meng Changqing, is ruthless and ruthless, and there are times when he prays to God and worships Buddha.

Meng Changqing touched the tip of his nose, coughed, and said uncomfortably: "Stay with me, girl."

Competing for girls and rhymes, the famous Qin Lady in Baihua Tower of Lin'an Prefecture, a noble lady who was in trouble when she was young, can play chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, and poetry.

She was very in line with Meng Changqing's taste for girls who had lost their way, so she was introduced as his confidante.

However, there are rumors among the people that this singer is pure and pure, and she does not sell her body as a performer.

Qin Yuehuai finally understood where his friend's discomfort came from. When he saw Meng Changqing's eyes suddenly changed, it was filled with "shameless".

Facing his disdainful look, Meng Changqing shouted "You're wronged" and then said: "I brought her here just to spend the night and not do anything else."

Qin Yuehuai was not interested in his romantic affairs and stopped talking to him.

At this time, a young lady with outstanding appearance and dressed in white walked slowly from a distance.

Qin Yuehuai glanced lazily and then lowered his eyes, reaching out to play with Meng Changqing's Ruguan kiln tea cup.

The craftsmanship is exquisite, the shape is beautiful, the glaze is moist, elegant and pure, and the charm is unique.

A distant conversation came to my ears——

"Come and see, Yu'er, this porcelain may change with the light, and the glaze color is unique?" "Yes! Is this a new acquisition for Big Daddy?"

"Exactly. Big Daddy asked the craftsmen in Ruzhou to bake it. Can you describe its artistic conception in one sentence?"

"After the rain, the sky clears and the clouds break.｜Where."

"Hahahaha...very good! Is there anything more?"

"Thousands of peaks are coming with emerald green waves! Big Daddy, am I right? Then you can reward me with the dark-flowered Pisces plate? Is this blue-glazed sunflower wash available for Mom?"

"You clever guy, I only need these three..."

"I only take two!"

"You only got two, take it, take it! Don't drop it!"

His maternal grandfather liked this style very much and designated the Ru kiln as an official kiln. From then on, the Ru official kiln was specially used to bake imperial porcelain for the palace.It is a pity that the Jin army went south, war broke out between the two countries, and the Ruguan Kiln was destroyed. Nowadays, Ru porcelain has become rare.

He could even predict that in the future, the Zhou Dynasty would never produce such top-quality porcelain. From now on, it would only be regarded as a treasure and be as expensive as the Shang Yi Zhou tripod.

Meng Er was as big-hearted as an ox and didn't know how to cherish it, so he placed it casually in the pavilion of the villa.

"Give me this tea set later." Qin Yuehuai said emotionlessly.

Meng Changqing blinked, "Do you know how much money I spent to get such a thing, and you just walked away from me like this?"

Qin Yuehuai said lightly: "This thing is not in line with your temperament."

Meng Changqing choked.

In terms of Ru Ci's elegant and pure temperament, no one can compare with Qin Yuehuai.

Seeing Zhengyun walking into the pavilion at this time, Meng Changqing quickly asked for help: "Ms. Zhengyun said, does this tea cup match my temperament?"

After Zhengyun saluted the two of them in a leisurely manner, he said in a warm voice: "Such azure waves remind me of pines in flowing streams and mist in paintings. I also think of cutting up rosy clouds and climbing up to the tower to be intoxicated by the view. Mr. Meng, Do you want to go up to a high place and enjoy the sunset?"

Meng Changqing breathed a sigh of relief as the topic was changed so smoothly. Seeing that the beauty was so leisurely and carefree, she was naturally happy to accompany her.

"go!"

After he finished speaking, he grabbed the folding fan and stood up. When he was about to leave, he remembered that his friend was beside him, so he stopped in time and turned to Qin Yuehuai: "You too..."

Qin Yuehuai interrupted him: "I'm not going! I'm leaving now."

"You can't stay with me? Are you looking down on me?" Meng Changqing shook his black gold fan and said with dissatisfaction with his sidelong eyes.

"No."

Qin Yuehuai stood up and strode away from the two of them, ignoring Meng Changqing's words about whether he looked down on him or not.

Meng Changqing picked up the tea set behind him and handed it to the boy, shouting loudly: "Then I'll give it to you!"

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As the sun sets, Yaochi Garden itself is on the west side of Nanping Mountain, facing the afterglow sky.

A gentle breeze blew from the mountains, blowing on the face of a young lady who was sitting next to a beauty by the pool. The young lady had no intention of admiring the boundless sunset scenery, and frowned in worry.

He and she were having a lovely kiss in the pool. After being disturbed, Qin Yuehuai covered her head with his clothes and ran away. At this time, he didn't know where to hide. He was digesting the medicinal stones alone. Hua Niang was not interested in him. The useless reality is gone.

How great is it to have such a strong self-esteem?

Shen Yanhan sighed sadly again.

Mu Jin looked at her young lady dressed in flower girl outfits and thought she was dissatisfied with her clothes. She said with relief, "Fortunately, madam, your cloak didn't get wet. When you put it on later, no one will be able to see the clothes you are wearing underneath."

Mu Jin lowered her gaze and praised sincerely: "Madam, you are such a...good president."

Shen Yanhan followed her gaze, and under the translucent tulle, the man's fingerprints were clearly visible. Shen Yanhan raised her arm to block it, "What are you talking about?"

Mu Jin pursed her lips, "Are you talking nonsense? I heard that married women will be even worse. It seems that it is true."

Shen Yanhan's beautiful eyes widened in shock, "Where did you hear about this?"

Hibiscus whispered in her ear: "Ms. Cai said it. She also knows a lot."

Shen Yanhan remembered the idea Cai Xizhu had given her before about treating Qin Yuehuai's physical weakness, and murmured in agreement: "She's not even married yet she knows more than me. Sure enough, there is Yan Ruyu in the book."

While the two ladies were muttering to each other, Qin Yuehuai strode forward.

"cough--"

Hearing this familiar voice, Shen Yanhan felt happy and suddenly stood up and looked towards the person.

It can be seen that after seeing Qin Yuehuai's handsome face, the joy in her eyes disappeared suddenly, she snorted dissatisfied, and said angrily: "Hibiscus, call Yang Langjun, let's go home!"

　There is Ruci here, and Ruci culture is considered an indispensable part of Song culture.

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　　Who can guess who Meng Changqing’s official spouse is?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)