You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 380 Dove
Usually, Wen Qing'er was never angry with their maids, Xichun raised her head and saw Wen Qing'er's sullen face, she was a little at a loss, wiped her face in a hurry, stood up and went to Wen Qing'er.

He served Wen Qing'er tea and snacks, carefully apologizing: "Girl, don't be angry, this slave will never say anything again, it's all the slave's fault."

Wen Qing'er held back her laughter, raised her eyebrows and glanced at Xichun, and asked in a low voice, "Will you accept the money?"

Xichun hesitated for a while, opened and closed her mouth, seeing Wen Qinger's complexion, she hesitated for a while and said reluctantly: "Accept it, I will accept it, I should not accept it, this is the girl's wish .”

"That's right! Why are you being polite to your girl!"

Xichun looked up, her girl was smiling, she couldn't help being angry, so she couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that Xichun wanted to give in again, Wen Qinger quickly stood up, pushed Xichun and walked out the door.

"Go and have a good talk with Nianxia and the others. After a while, pack up your clothes and go find your elder brother An, so as not to say that I, a girl, don't care about you, and I want to be the queen mother who destroys people's marriages!"

Xi Chunnai was no match for Wen Qing'er, so she had to be pushed out by Wen Qing'er half-heartedly, saying goodbye to Xia and the others.

Wen Qing'er closed the door and watched the snow scene in the courtyard by the window for a long time, only feeling empty in her heart, thinking that Xichun was about to leave, her heart seemed to be missing a corner, and the cold wind outside the window made her uncomfortable.

After a long time, Wen Qing'er let out a small exclamation, as if she remembered something, she hastily stretched out her hand to close the window tightly.

Turning my head to look at the delicate rose branches aside, the half-bloomed petals are still looking energetic, and then I feel relieved a little, and turn the charcoal pot to make the charcoal burn more vigorously. It's freezing!
Now that she had nothing to do, Wen Qing'er fetched the embroidery frame, twisted her brother's clothes and sewed it carefully. After some time, there was a small knocking sound outside the window.

Wen Qing'er paused with the finger holding the thin needle, and her heart skipped a beat, but she felt that she had heard it wrong. How could it be Ayu who was knocking on the door in broad daylight!

Wen Qing'er couldn't help showing a shy smile at the corner of her mouth, and said to herself that she was thinking about A Yu every day, but she was going to be dazed!

Unexpectedly, before Wen Qing'er restrained her smile, the little knock on the door sounded again, it was not fake.

Wen Qing'er casually threw her brother's clothes aside, jumped off the imperial concubine's couch in a panic, ran to the window in three or two steps with her embroidered shoes on, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed open the carved window.

Wen Qing'er stretched her neck and looked out, there was only a solitary peach blossom tree, with a black-brown dry trunk holding a handful of white snow, there was no one there!

The anticipation in her heart was suddenly chilled by the cold wind. Wen Qing'er pouted her lips, lowered her eyes halfway, and said that she hadn't heard it wrong, so she can feel at ease this time!

Suddenly, a sound of "cuckoo" interrupted Wen Qinger's thousands of thoughts. Wen Qinger raised her eyes and saw a snow-white pigeon standing on the edge of the window and screaming continuously.

Seeing that Wen Qinger saw him, the pigeon quickly spread its wings and flew to Wen Qinger, and stretched out its orange beak to gently peck Wen Qinger's arm.

Wen Qinger had never seen such a dear pigeon, and the loss in her heart disappeared instantly. With a smile on her lips, Wen Qinger couldn't help stretching her arms towards the pigeon.

(End of this chapter)