Abandoned concubine turned over: Lord, don't be arrogant

Chapter 195 It's Clearly a Reconstruction

"That's it."

Going all the way, I finally arrived outside Chu Qingchen's small courtyard.

Qin Zhiyuan looked around, and then said with a smile: "It's really remote. It's rare to be quiet."

"A place to rest at will is not worth a lot of money."

While the woman was speaking, she opened the door, and then she was dumbfounded.

The courtyard, which was originally made of dirt, is now completely paved with wooden stacks, and a plum tree was transplanted near the corner of the wall. Right now, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers in the courtyard is refreshing.

The thatched hut that was originally made of mud has completely lost its original appearance. Now it has been replaced by bamboo and turned into a bamboo hut.

"Where is this renovation? It's clearly reconstruction?"

The woman muttered, and slowly approached the bamboo house, which was made of bamboo.Although the room is still small, the furnishings are very simple, and at first glance, it does not have a special artistic conception.After staying for a long time, you can even smell the faint fragrance of bamboo in the house.

Chu Qingchen looked at the bamboo all over the room, and suddenly thought of Junluo again.

He said he likes bamboo.

From this point of view, his eighth younger brother should also like Zhu.A mother with the same pulse, very different in temperament, but the same inside.From this point of view, Jun Xuan is more restrained.

Qin Zhiyuan followed closely behind, looked at the furnishings in the room and said: "Looking at it this way, the Eighth Prince is indeed a wonderful person!"

Chu Qingchen nodded sincerely and praised: "Indeed, I thought he would dress up like Xianglou. Looking at it this way, I'm not sure about the person."

After the woman finished speaking, she walked to the charcoal brazier, took a fire bag from her bosom and ignited it slowly.

"It will be warm in a while, young master, sit down and rest first."

The room was really not big, Qin Zhiyuan stood at the door like a wall, watching the woman walk up and down, looking up, in order not to block her way, he found a chair and sat down.

"Huh? How to get in?"

Hearing the woman mumbling, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Qingchen looked at the ground and said softly: "There used to be an entrance to the cellar. Why is the door gone now?"

Qin Zhiyuan followed the woman's gaze, then got up and walked to the candlestick, tentatively turned half a circle, only to hear a friction sound, and the ground slowly opened.

Chu Qingchen found it novel, and praised Junxuan as a wonderful person. He was about to turn on the fire to light a candle, but he didn't expect the cellar to suddenly light up.

The woman was slightly surprised, the aroma of wine was already lingering before going down to the cellar.Only then hastily stepped on the steps with Xiulian's steps.

After a long while, the woman's joyful voice came from the cellar: "This flower butterfly is out of righteousness, and actually returned my five altars of autumn dew white. I have only drank this wine once, and it is extremely rare. It is also elegant to collect dew to cook tea in late autumn." Well, if you use dew to make such a jar of wine, it will take a lot of time and effort. I heard that it costs more than 100 taels of silver a jar, but I don’t know if it’s true.”

As the woman spoke, she raised her head, holding a jar of wine in her arms, smiling, and looked extremely cautious.

"You also know the imperial wine."

"Ah?" Chu Qingchen realized that he was talking too much, so he stuck out his tongue, put a jar of wine on the table, and found a chair to sit on.Quietly waiting for Jun Xuan's arrival.

Seeing the temperature getting higher and higher, Chu Qingchen said to him: "Isn't the young master hot? Take off your cloak."

Qin Zhiyuan said 'En', got up and handed the cat in front of the woman.Chu Qingchen hesitated for a while and didn't answer, but stepped on his feet slightly to help him untie the tie on the cloak.

(End of this chapter)