You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 363
"It's just that the girl is still young, and Madam intends to keep her for a few more years, so she didn't rush to make a decision. You haven't seen the young master showing his heart to the girl. She really loves her so much." of!"

Wen Qing'er blushed, and hurried forward to cover Nian Xia's chattering mouth: "You know a lot, don't you! I won't take you with me next time!"

After hearing Nian Xia's words, Fu Ling regained her composure, but the girl kept it a secret, if she hadn't bumped into this painting today, she wouldn't know anything about it!
"Wouldn't it be a pity for that girl to burn the painting! The left and right wives also know that there is only one painting, so it's okay to keep it."

Fu Ling recalled the painting just now, the girl's painting skills are very good, she portrays the people vividly, it's not convenient for the girl to see the little lord on weekdays, and looking at it can also explain the lovesickness, it's a pity to burn it like this.

I saw Wen Qing'er shook her head: "Although this matter is almost inseparable, in the end I have no marriage contract with A Yu."

"It's fine if you know it. If more people know it, if one day you accidentally say something wrong, then A Yu and I will be completely unable to hold our heads up, and we will even embarrass our mother. "

"This painting should have been burned a long time ago, it will be troublesome to keep it."

Fu Ling knew the seriousness of this matter, so she quickly nodded in response: "Don't worry, Miss, Fu Ling will keep her mouth shut, even elder sister Yi Dong and elder sister Jin Qiu will not talk about it."

Wen Qing'er nodded and said with a smile: "We have to hide it from them for a while, they don't know about it yet."

Nian Xia and Fu Ling responded one after another, and hurriedly started to work again, collecting all the books on the ground.

And Wen Qing'er sat at the table and was in trouble. Although she hugged Ying Yu's waist, she didn't measure it carefully.

Suddenly picking up the fabric and starting to cut the clothes, she was always a little uncertain.

If it is too small and doesn't fit well, then she will be ashamed, and she can't even make clothes well, so how can she be a good lady for others!
There were two red clouds floating on Wen Qing'er's face, and this "lady" was the last time when A Yu was drunk and whispered softly against her ear!

He didn't hurry back to the house to rest when he was drunk, but insisted on clinging to someone and letting her accompany him to drink tea and enjoy the moon.

When she came here, she also brought the title deed of the Yongweihou Mansion, and insisted on giving it to Wen Qinger, and said that Qingqing is the mistress of the Yongweihou Mansion, and everything in this mansion is for Qingqing bride price.

Wen Qing'er couldn't laugh or cry, how could she really accept the land deed, she took it with her left hand, and handed her right hand to Zhuyun who was supporting Ying Yu.

Ying Yu was drunk and didn't know the little tricks between them. He was very satisfied with Wen Qinger's acceptance in his heart, and hugged Wen Qinger with a hearty smile.

He kept muttering in his mouth: "Then Qingqing is my wife! Ayu has a wife! From now on, Ayu will listen to his wife's words. If the lady asks Ayu to catch the dog, Ayu will not dare to throw chickens. Ayu's is the wife's. , A Yu will make the lady happy every day."

In addition to being shy, Wen Qing'er was deeply moved in her heart. His A Yu was still thinking about her when he was drunk!

Zhuyun couldn't stop laughing beside him. In the past, my grandfather just fell asleep when he was drunk, and at most he would drag the four of them to practice swords.

Ever since he met Miss Wen San, my grandfather has finally become more lively and lively than he should be at this age, but it's not like he has a stern face all day long!
Wen Qing'er coaxed Ying Yu for a long time before coaxing Ying Yu well, and Zhuyun was about to carry Ying Yu back to the house, but Ying Yu lowered his head and lowered his eyes, pulled Wen Qing'er's clothes and said pitifully: "My lady, oh Yu is hungry, can my lady cook for A Yu?"

(End of this chapter)