Good luck and marriage: marrying the governor of Dongchang

Chapter 243
Lu Huaiqi is not a person who will break his promise.

She has always known this clearly, so he told himself to wait for him to come back, so before she waited for him, she could not believe any bad news about him.

With his nails stuck in the flesh, Shen Qingli told himself over and over again.

She is actually not tired now, and she let Ran Mo go out just because she wanted to think about this matter clearly first.

So after hearing the voice of Tong Wanjin coming from outside, she asked Ran Mo to call him in, and she put on a dress and went outside.

There is something, she wants to ask Tong Wanjin well.

She is here in Lu's house now, and she has no cronies or subordinates around her, only Ran Mo Zhangli and the others. She is a little helpless in many things, but Tong Wanjin is different. He and Lu Huaiqi are very good friends, and like him, there are many His subordinates buy from others, he has his own news network, and there are many things that can be inquired from him.

Tong Wanjin was sitting by the mahogany table, his face was serious, he was really full of worries at the moment, when he saw Shen Qingli coming out from the inner room, he quickly looked at her face, and saw that her face was a little pale, not like before. As rosy as red, he sighed heavily in his heart.

Sure enough, how could this little girl not feel uncomfortable.

No matter how calm her voice was, her face still couldn't be concealed. From this look, she knew that she must be feeling very uncomfortable.

Shen Qingli came to sit down, her face was still calm, but her finger bones were a little pale, it was because she pinched the edge of the table too hard just now, Tong Wanjin noticed it carefully, but didn't show it.

They are a husband and wife who share weal and woe. He, an outsider who is so affectionate, can't be moved when he sees them. Now that these two are newly married, they are separated by yin and yang, and it is difficult to see each other again.

Lu Huai Qi, Lu Huai Qi, are you really willing to do this?

Although Shen Qingli's voice was calm, there was a hint of dryness, "Young Master Tong, I know your reason for coming, I am very grateful, but I believe he is fine, I believe he is still alive, and I will always wait for his return"

These words were spoken softly and slowly, but they were loud and loud, Tong Wanjin felt a little shaken when he heard them.

He didn't expect that a weak woman like her could be so tenacious. Ordinarily, an ordinary woman would cry when she heard the news of her husband's unexpected death, as if half of the sky had collapsed and she no longer had anything to rely on in her life.But she is so young, she can sort out her mood so quickly, keep calm, and firmly believe that Lu Huaiqi will come back.

He looked at Shen Qingli with respect in his eyes, no wonder.

No wonder Lu Huaiqi has a soft spot for her, it's not without reason.

"If you think so, I'm relieved. I'll let someone verify the news. I can't believe that Lu Huaiqi died so easily. I've seen him escape so many times. So this time, I want to gamble that Lu Huaiqi's life will not be lost so easily."

Listening to his words, Shen Qingli's dark eyes moved, showing a little brilliance, "Young Master Tong, I have something to ask you for."

Tong Wanjin raised his eyebrows, "If there is anything I can help, just let me know."

Before Lu Huai got up to leave, he dragged him to take care of her. Now that she has something to ask of himself, of course he would not refuse.

The afternoon sun shines on the surface of Luoyue Lake. With the ripples of the water surface, sparkling waves are set off on the water surface. At the end of the lake surface are emerald green mountains. Looking from a distance, it looks like a fairyland on earth.

On the surface of the lake, a light boat is rippling leisurely on the surface of the lake like a mirror. The green yarn flutters on the light boat, and a melodious sound of the piano is rippling on the surface of the lake.

Luo Nan was staring at the lake. Just now he was looking for Shen Qingjiao on the Jiaoyue Tower, but he didn't see her. He went out of the garden and found her boating and playing the piano on Luoyue Lake. It seems that she Very interested.

The breeze blew away the blue veil on the boat, revealing Shen Qingjiao's clear and refined face, her elegant figure with her head bowed and playing the piano made Luo Nan's eyes tightly fixed.

He waited for Shen Qingjiao's boat to dock, and he helped Shen Qingjiao down, looked at her fat side face and smiled, "Why are you in such a good mood today, did you hear the news?"

In the past few days, Shen Qingjiao didn't want to go anywhere due to her bad mood and uncomfortable posture. She was bored in the Jiaoyue Tower all day long. It's really rare for Shen Qingjiao to go out for a boat trip like this.

Shen Qingjiao looked at him from the side, his autumn-like eyes sparkled with doubtful soft light, "What news? I just saw that the sun outside was very good today, and I was bored for a few days, so I wanted to come out to breathe, and I haven't heard any good news." But I was a little curious in my heart, hearing Luo Nan's tone, it seemed that something gratifying had happened.

I don't know if it has something to do with that bitch Shen Qingli.

If that's the case, it's really great news for her.

Luo Nan supported her and walked slowly, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, "News from the front line today—" He paused for a moment, and then his eyes were filled with uncontrollable light, "Lu Huai said he died Already!"

Shen Qingjiao's steps suddenly stopped, her clear face was full of astonishment and uncertainty, she grabbed Luo Nan's arm fiercely, "What you said is true!? Lu Huaiqi died!?"

Luo Nan's arm was a little painful, but he was dazzled by the great joy at the moment. He didn't notice these little itches and pains, so he nodded and smiled, "It's absolutely true, you don't have to doubt it, this news is absolutely true."

He hugged Shen Qingjiao in his arms, "Jiaojiao, most of your wish has been fulfilled, if Lu Huaiqi dies, will Shen Qingli feel better?"

The implication is that it will be much easier for them to deal with Shen Qingli now.

Without the support of Lu Huaiqi, Shen Qingli is nothing, she is just a widow guarding an empty house, they want to step on her at this time, who can help her!
Shen Qingjiao's eyes shone brightly. After so long, her wish could finally come true.She couldn't wait now, and wanted to quickly pull Shen Qingjiao down to kneel in front of her, and let her endure the torture that would make life worse than death.

She wants to give back to her ten times and a hundred times the pain she has suffered because of Shen Qingli!

Due to excessive excitement and excitement, her body trembled.

Luo Nan hugged her, but couldn't see the cruelty and insidiousness on her face. He thought it was because of the strong wind by the lake that she shivered from the cold, so he hugged her tighter, and said with concern, "It's almost autumn now, It's a bit cold, let's go back first."

Shen Qingjiao nodded, and let him hug her back to Jiaoyue Tower.

At night, the moonlight is like water, and the night is deep.

Shen Qingli put on her clothes and sat up from the bed, listening to the silence outside the window, the cicadas were no longer noisy.

The weather is really cold.

She lit a lamp, and took out the half-sewn winter coat from the cabinet.

Touching the pattern on it, she vaguely recalled the scene when she was measuring clothes for Lu Huai at the silk shop, the man's voice and smile were so clear, and the way he spoke in her ear seemed like it was yesterday.

After thinking about it, her hands stopped there, and she sat on the edge of the bed, like a lifeless wood carving, motionless.

After taking out the needle and thread, she thought that no matter what, she should finish the winter coat first.

Putting everything on the table, she pulled the winter coat over and wanted to sew the cirrus pattern on the sleeve, but she was so restless at this moment that she didn't even notice that she put the candlestick on the robe, and pulled it like this Suddenly, the candlestick fell on the robe and ignited.

Shen Qingli saw that the candle had ignited his robe, and immediately stood up, throwing off his robe, trying to put out the fire.

But she was flustered in her heart, and her actions were even more accurate, which made the fire grow bigger and bigger, and even ignited the bed curtain over there.

Choking on the smoke from the fire, she frowned and coughed.

Ran Mo just went out, and when she came back, she saw the flames in Shen Qingli's house, and there was thick smoke coming out of it, she was frightened at the moment, could it be that Madam really couldn't think about it?
Rushing into the house, she found that Shen Qingli was struggling to put out the fire. She hurried forward and tore off the winter clothes, "Ma'am, don't worry about this, let's get out and get someone to put out the fire!"

Shen Qingli heard what Ran Mo said, but she couldn't let go of the robe in her hand. It took her more than a month to sew for Lu Huaiqi by herself. Every stitch and thread on it contained her longing for Lu Huaiqi. But seeing it being lit by the candle now, and most of it had been burned, she felt a pain in her heart, but she also understood that she should not be obsessed with these at this time, so she followed Ran Mo out of the room and into the yard.

Soon, the butler brought most of the people in the mansion to put out the fire.

Shen Qingli stood quietly beside Ranmo, watching the flames raging in the room, her clear eyes reflected the flames all over the sky, and she felt a dull pain in her heart.

Finally, in the middle of the night, the fire in the room was always extinguished.

Ran Mo supported Shen Qingli and persuaded, "Madam, go and rest quickly, the fire in this room has just been extinguished, so you must never go in again."

Shen Qingli stood there firmly, and said in a low voice after a while, "Ran Mo, I just forgot to take out his pot of cinnabar purple robe..."

This was said in a very low voice, if Ran Mo hadn't been so close to her, it would have been hard to hear clearly.

Ran Mo's heart sank, and looking at Shen Qingli's wide-open eyes, she said, "Ma'am, you can grow the camellias once they are gone. If something happens to you, Jiu Qiansui will not be happy either."

Shen Qingli didn't know if she had heard the words, she silently looked at the soot on the window pane, then squatted down suddenly, covered her face with her hands, and cried silently, a few lines of tears flowed down her chin into her clothes , a burst of cold.

Ran Mo was a little at a loss, she used to be with the young lady and rarely saw her cry, and later with the lady, she also rarely shed tears in front of her, this was the first time she saw such mournful weeping.

She sighed in her heart, and it's fine to cry, but during the daytime today, she really held herself back a bit too hard.

(End of this chapter)