Chapter 154

When a bowl of warm chicken soup came down, Mrs. Zhao only felt warm. Although it was in summer, she didn't feel hot. On the contrary, she felt very comfortable.

At noon, the sun was scorching. Mrs. Zhao wanted to use an ice bowl, but she was stopped by Jin Xiaoxiao. She ordered her servant girl to send wax gourd soup instead of ice bowl.

Mrs. Zhao liked to eat, and ordered the little servant girl to pack a ingot of silver as a reward.

When Jin Xiaoxiao gives a hand, Mrs. Zhao is really extraordinary. She is willing to accept it. After they have just talked for a while, Zhao Heng suddenly pushes the door in.

In her opinion, it is impossible for Zhao Heng to be so intimate with Jin Xiaoxiao without the love between men and women.

It's just

How can a family like her accommodate a business woman like Jin Xiaoxiao.

Mrs. Zhao picked up her tea cup, glanced at Zhao Heng carelessly and sipped her tea: "Heng Er, I didn't see boss Jin here. Why are you so impetuous? Don't get out of here. "

Zhao Heng didn't pay attention to it and sat down: "Oh, mother, she's not an outsider."

Listening to him, Mrs. Zhao's face suddenly changed. She coughed and quickly covered her lips with a handkerchief to hide the look on her face: "look at what you said. Even if you treat boss Jin as a sister, she is still a girl after all."

No matter how stupid Jin Xiao was, she could still hear the way in Mrs. Zhao's words.

She slightly smile, but do not care: "not in the way."

Since coming to Cangzhou, both the sun family and the Zhao family still think that Jin Xiaoxiao is a little daughter's family, but they don't know that she has already married.

As she spoke, Jin Xiaoxiao rolled up her long hair behind her, put it on the back of her head, made a Japanese bun, and fixed her hair with a plain silver hairpin. Her technique was so skillful that Mrs. Zhao was not surprised.

"You..." Mrs. Zhao slightly frowned and gently put the tea cup on the table. She looked at Jin Xiaoxiao and said, "are you married?"

Jin Xiaopan smiles and nods: "it's been a while."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhao was relieved. She put a smile on her face again and pulled out a gold-plated hairpin from her own bun: "look at you, you are so beautiful in black. Just use a plain silver hairpin to tie your hair. It's really pure."

She got up and put a hairpin on the bun for Jin Xiaoxiao. She said with a smile, "that's much better."

Jin Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, just raised his hand and gently touched the hairpin on his bun.

Zhao Heng frowned hard and looked at his mother and Jin Xiaoxiao. He never thought that Jin Xiaoxiao was married, but he didn't see her husband at that time. He wanted to ask something, but he stopped.

Just, Zhao Heng's in the mind, don't know is how, seem to be to put in a rag to block tightly.

What he wanted to say was stuck in his throat. After a long time, he said with a bitter smile, "we are not going to..."

He didn't finish what he said. He just glanced at the door.

Jin Xiaoxiao nodded and bowed to Mrs. Zhao: "madam, Xiaoxiao will leave first."

Mrs. Zhao's face was full of smiles, just like a different person. She waved to the door with a smile: "go and help you."

Watching the two people leave, Mrs. Zhao sighed with relief, slowly bent down and sat on the stool.

The little servant girl poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Zhao, blinked her eyes, and asked suspiciously, "madam, are you worried that the young master will fall in love with boss Jin?"

Mrs. Zhao stroked the edge of the tea cup and sighed.

In a moment, her face once again climbed up a sad look: "Alas! Heng'er is not a little boy. Besides, he has been in a bad temper with the master all these years and refuses to go home. If it's not for boss Jin, I don't know when he will come back. "

The little servant girl said, "I see that boss Jin's beauty is good, but he is married. Our young master is not going to do anything out of the ordinary."

Mrs. Zhao shook her head slightly: "you don't understand heng'er's temperament."

She got up slowly, went to the dresser, took out a hairpin from the drawer and put it on: "I'm afraid that boss Jin is doing business for the sake of putting his hair on and pretending to be a woman."

"Should, should not?"

Mrs. Zhao glanced at the little servant girl, shook her head and sighed, "don't you remember that there is such a person in our Cangzhou mansion?"

"Madame means the white lady?"

Mrs. Zhao slowly closed her eyes: "in those days, she also refused the master like this. Up to now, the master still has her place in his heart."

She said bitterly, "don't look at the harmony between my master and my husband and wife, but who knows the sadness."

Xue Mingqing was stunned when he saw Jin Xiaoxiao's long hair tied up.

But for a moment, he smiles, and says, "you look good in this way."

Hearing the words, Jin Xiaoxiao subconsciously raised his hand and touched the hairpin on his bun. With a smile, the three of them were drinking tea and talking in the pavilion in the courtyard of Zhao's house before night.

After a while, Zhao Heng saw Zhao Yizhu, his father's close friend, and ran towards the inner courtyard in a hurry. He got up, stepped forward quickly, stopped him and asked, "what's the matter? In such a hurry? "

Zhao Yizhu pursed his lips. He looked around, lowered his voice and said, "young master, something happened."

Zhao Heng frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

Zhao Yizhu said: "the little master of Peony Pavilion is gone."

"No?" Zhao Heng didn't react. He frowned harder: "where did he go?"

"Someone just came outside to tell us that the young master of Peony Pavilion had died." Zhao Yizhu seemed to feel sorry and said, "our family has some business contacts with the Peony Pavilion. I'm going to ask the master if we want to set up a road Festival."

"Dead?"

Zhao Heng widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

After a long time, until Zhao Yizhu ran far away, Zhao Heng slowly turned his head and looked at the two people sitting in the pavilion drinking tea.

Xue Mingqing took a sip of tea, just put down the tea cup, and looked into Zhao Heng's eyes.

Rather puzzled, he asked, "what's the matter? Put on that expression? "

Zhao Heng quickly walked back to the pavilion and took two deep breaths. Then he picked up the teapot and took a big sip of tea.

He took a deep breath, and then said word by word, "there's something wrong with the Peony Pavilion." Zhao Heng looked at the suspicious Jin Xiaoxiao and Xue Mingqing: "the young master of Peony Pavilion has just died!"