Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 70 Heavenly Fiend Lone Star Widowmaker's Life

"Tomorrow, Master is going to Anyang Mansion on business, and then diverted to Jiangnan. This Baylor Mansion has to be managed by you, Fujin, and you can return to Beijing in only three or four months."

In fact, the prince's original intention was to let him go to Haining Mansion to investigate the corruption of salt affairs after the spring, but the huge Baylor Mansion was so oppressive.

At this time, Su Peisheng was holding the official documents sent from Yuqing Palace, and Ulanara Suxian exited the study obediently.

Now that Li Jingui, an eyesore whore, has been removed, she has plenty of time to slowly win Si Ye's heart.

The sound of firecrackers removes the old year, and always replaces the old talisman with a new peach.

Today is New Year's Eve, with the enthusiastic help of Mrs. Zhang, Li Jingui cleaned up the courtyard where he lived.

"Si Niang, sister-in-law, I'll send you Spring Festival couplets~"

Chen Wenzheng walked into the grocery store with the written Spring Festival couplets and blessings in his hands.

"Wenzheng's handwriting is really beautiful, and the handwriting that you spend [-] yuan to hire a sour scholar to write is not as good as yours."

Mrs. Zhang picked and picked among the piles of red paper, and took the paste to stick the word "Fu" on the door upside down for Li Jingui.Harmony means happiness.

"Si Niang, how is Brother Wenzheng?"

Mrs. Zhang pinched Li Jingui's arm, and couldn't help but glance at Chen Wenzheng.

"Brother Wenzheng is a good man."

"Hongluoer, get down~"

Li Jingui pretended not to understand, played with the little wolf dog he kept, and answered lightly while deliberately avoiding the seriousness.

Since the Laba Festival, Chen Wenzheng has come to her shop to take care of her from time to time, plus Mrs. Zhang always whispers his kindness in her ear, no matter how dull she is, she still knows Mrs. Zhang's intentions.

"Si Niang, think about it carefully and tell you something quietly."

Mrs. Zhang dragged Li Jingui into the back room quietly, so mysteriously that she didn't know what secrets to say.

"Brother Wenzheng is actually a descendant of the Chen family in Jinyi Lane. It is a famous family in Haining Mansion, and the Chen family has produced a large number of talents with hairpin tassels for generations."

"Wen Zhengniang is a good concubine of the Chen family. She committed a crime in the early years, and both her mother and son were kicked out and removed from the family tree."

"The entire Haining Mansion does not dare to offend members of the Chen family, so no family dares to betroth their daughter to Wen Zheng."

"A few years ago, he also married a girl from a remote family, but that girl was poor, and died of blood collapse during childbirth, and neither mother nor daughter was kept."

"After that, I married two wives from other places one after another, but they were all beauties who were unlucky." Zhang sighed.

"I don't know why later, this brother Wenzheng didn't make any more fuss about getting a wife. The fortune teller said that he had to find a widow with a hard life in order to live with his wife's fate."

Unexpectedly, Chen Wenzheng is also a hard-working person, but Li Jingui has no plans to remarry, so he talks about him and prevaricates.

On the eve of the New Year's Eve, Xiao Fushun danced around in his new clothes and invited Li Jingui to have a New Year's Eve dinner with him.

Thinking that it would be desolate to eat the New Year's Eve dinner alone, Li Jingui made a pot of Qiulubai, and selected a few packets of melon seeds, peanuts and sugar cakes from the shop to Zhang's house for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Sure enough, Chen Wenzheng was also there, today he changed into a moon-white gown, covered with a sky-blue jacket inlaid with fox fur, he was as humble as jade, elegant and handsome.

Naturally, she couldn't drink because of her body, so it was lively watching the other three people having a good time.

The winter in the south of the Yangtze River was really unbearable, cold and damp to the bone, and she couldn't help shivering even after covering her body with three quilts.

I can't help but miss the earth dragon and silver charcoal in the Forbidden City, and his embrace as warm as the sun.

(End of this chapter)