Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 50
Qiu Mingyue was secretly annoyed at his monstrous smile, walked over and grabbed his collar, and threw him out.

"roll!"

Feng Qingli might as well have made her sudden move, but she was thrown out without preparation.Fortunately, he was very responsive, and when he was about to land, he patted the dressing table with one hand, spun in mid-air, and sat firmly on the epiphyllum couch that Qiu Mingyue was lying on before.

Qiu Mingyue was even more annoyed, "Get up."

Feng Qingli looked up at her, panting slightly to calm down the vigorous exercise just now.

"I remember it too." He looked down at his legs, and Qiu Mingyue remembered that he was not good at walking.Secretly annoyed, he turned behind the screen and pushed his wheelchair out.

Feng Qingli looked at the wheelchair, then at her legs, and looked at Qiu Mingyue innocently.

Qiu Mingyue gritted her teeth, "Don't tell me you can't sit on it." Just kidding, he could turn himself over in the air and sit on the soft couch with that speed just now.Now it's just a change of position. With his skill, it's almost effortless.

Thinking of this made her even angrier. How could she forget?Does this enchantingly beautiful evildoer in front of him have unpredictable martial arts?Just before Hong E came in, he was fully capable of going out without making a sound.Why should she destroy her innocence?In fact, as a new woman in the 21st century, sharing a room or even sharing a bed with a man is nothing to her.It's just that this era is restricted by etiquette, if Hong'e broke in and found a man in her room just now, she would be surprised and alarm others.At that time, her reputation in this life will be ruined.She doesn't care, but her mother and younger brother will also be implicated by her and scolded by others.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but get angry, "Young Prince, he likes to do that thing of prying open windows in the dark, and he is not afraid of being laughed at."

Feng Qingli wasn't shy either, she didn't have the slightest bit of embarrassment and unnaturalness that should come with trespassing on a woman's boudoir.

"You let me in."

Qiu Mingyue stared at her big eyes, and couldn't bear it anymore.

"Why did you run out of my window in the middle of the night? Do you know that if other people see you doing this, you will ruin my life? You wealthy sons and daughters are born noble and cannot understand the helplessness and hard work of ordinary people like us." , and I can’t understand the many strict requirements of ethics on women in this era. To you, today is just a momentary willful behavior. But to me, I almost lost my life, do you understand?” She was really angry, What happened to the royal family?What happened to the proud son of heaven?Do you have to look down on the whole world from a high position?Do you have to take other people's gender, reputation and even family relatives seriously, and treat them as dust under your feet?
Hmph, you're just a little brat, why should you pretend to be deep in front of a woman who has gone through all kinds of turmoil in the workplace and seen all kinds of things in the world?
Feng Qingli stared blankly at her angry face, as if she hadn't recovered from her sudden scolding.His eyes were dazed, looking at her with a little haze.

The night breeze was gentle, the candlelight was flickering, and the young man's bright eyes were also jumping and shaking like the candlelight.

A low sigh floated in the air, and accompanied by his apology as low as a gnat, drifted into Qiu Mingyue's ears.

"sorry."

Eh?
Now it was Qiu Mingyue's turn to be astonished.She frowned and looked at the boy with his head down, a little puzzled.

"Why are you here?" She sat down on a stool and looked at him.

Feng Qingli lowered her head, suddenly moved, and sat firmly in the wheelchair.

Qiu Mingyue raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashed with amazement.

"Do you know martial arts?" Feng Qingli asked a little uncertainly.He obviously didn't feel the slightest bit of internal strength in her, but seeing her movements were extremely quick, how can this be explained?

Qiu Mingyue stroked her hair with her hand, "I have learned a few tricks to embroider my legs before." As a lawyer, it is often possible to defeat someone who intends to retaliate in a lawsuit after appearing in court.If she didn't have some self-defense skills, how could she be safe and sound until now?
Feng Qingli looked up at her, seeing her sad eyes and mocking mouth, she felt a sudden pain in her heart.A girl in the cardamom age, a lady from a famous family, should have lived a wealthy life.What exactly has she experienced that made her so mature and stable that she even took responsibility for the safety of her mother and younger brother at a young age?Just like myself, the young age bears the vicissitudes of maturity that do not match the age, just because of the hatred buried in the ancient blood and those calculating eyes like wolves and tigers.

How similar is this woman to herself?How sad?Is it really right to pull her into such a big vat?
At this moment, Feng Qingli was confused. For the first time in his 16 years of life, he was confused and struggling with a woman.

The years of history, the rings of the years, who once said such a sentence in his ear.

"Li'er, when you struggle with confusion and curiosity about a woman, it means that you are attracted to her and even fall in love with her."

At that time, this sentence only loomed in my mind, not so clear.After recalling it several years later, he realized that God was still fair to him.At least, it will allow him to find the most beautiful warmth after all the vicissitudes of life.

There was a long silence, and when Qiu Mingyue got a little impatient, Feng Qingli said a word in a low voice.

"Mrs. Xue Guohou will come to the Qiu Mansion in a few days. This person has a kind face and a wicked heart. You, be careful." After speaking, his figure flickered and quickly disappeared into the night.

Qiu Mingyue was startled, looking at the open window, the night wind was blowing coldly, she crossed her arms and cursed in a low voice.

"Inexplicable." After finishing speaking, she walked back and lay down on the bed again. This time, she was really sleepy.

Outside the window, Feng Qingli was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the woman's slim figure looming behind the beaded gauze curtain through the clear paper window, her eyes were deep.Behind him, Leng Xiu stood with his sword in his arms.

"My lord, it's time to go back."

Feng Qingli didn't speak, her eyes were still focused on the figure.

Leng Xiu was speechless.

The cold moon is desolate, and the night is as cold as water.The young man sat alone under the moon, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his expression was as cold as the moon.Until the moonlight was about to completely disappear in the clouds, the boy's expression became more and more disillusioned.He just spoke.

"Let's go."

Two lights and shadows swirled past in the moonlight, half a speck of dust was not stained.In an instant, the small courtyard was silent.In the room, the girl's shallow breathing sounded steadily.

Night, even later.

"The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fences are gradually slanting. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, and there are no flowers when all the flowers bloom." Qiu Mingyue looked carefully at the scenery in the painting and murmured. "Fourth sister, I never knew that you have such a painter. If Mrs. Yanju were here, I'm afraid I would be ashamed of myself."

In the quiet and warm room, Qiu Mingyue is holding a picture of Qiu Ju, her eyes full of admiration.Qiu Mingzhu was writing a pen and ink, and there was little smoke from the smoker in the room, which almost blended with her white jade-like fingers.Hearing this, she paused, and said, "Fifth sister, don't talk nonsense. Mrs. Yanju is famous for her superb painting skills. How can my graffiti work be compared? If it is passed on, it must not be passed on to others. Laugh your teeth out?"

(End of this chapter)