Chapter 154
In one's life, she will make many choices. Every time, she is cautious, but in marriage, she is too "decisive".
In fact, she knew Xia Huaijun very early. He was an official at the age of 18. He was always cautious and dedicated to serving the people. He was not married at the age of 22. Everyone said that he was self-motivated, intelligent and good at interpersonal relations.
When she talked with him, he showed his ambition. His steadiness, introverted and intelligence are what those talented young men lack.
One mistake is eternal hatred.
However, before Zi an was killed, she did not resent Xia Huaijun and even Chen Linglong too much.
As he said today, all men have three wives and four concubines. Why does she ask Xia Huaijun to be single-minded to her? She is not a good wife in everyone's eyes, because she is jealous and stingy, and has no tolerance for others. Even a concubine can't stand it.
It was her original sin.
If it wasn't for Zi an's tragic death, she would only hate herself.
Prime Minister Xia finally turned around and left. He hated this woman to the bone. However, he knew where this hatred came from. It came from her intransigence, her loneliness, her glory, and the fact that she had loved him so much that he missed it.
All women are willing to pay and compromise for their husband, but she is not willing to, so she is not qualified to say that she loved him, and he will not admit that when she married her, there was a little love besides showing off with Prince an and her ministers.
Regent's house!
Zian has been busy feeding fish, planting flowers and weeding since he entered the palace today
Finally, she got the "high opinion" of the Regent Murong Jie and allowed her to clean up the room for him.
He had been in the wing room to heal his wounds before, and had never been to his Xiao Yun Pavilion.
Today is the first time to enter, but also do not allow the maid and Chen Liuliu to help, he hit a big principle in her ear, "the king never allowed any woman into the king's house."
Along with her is Su Qing.
Ni Rong is allowed to enter, but Ni Rong is out of the mission today and is not in the mansion.
Entering Xiaoyun Pavilion, seeing the mess everywhere, Su Qing swallowed, "every time I come to help him clean up, if I don't have a drink, people will become very crazy."
Looking at everything in front of him, Zi an felt an impulse to flee.
She looked at Su Qing, Su Qing even busy way: "today can not drink."
Xia Zian doesn't seem to like people's drinking very much.
Zi an sighed softly, "here are two cups. My share should be increased."
If she doesn't have a drink, she'll go crazy.
She had never seen such a messy room. To be right, everything was in a mess except the chairs, tables and beds.
When the wardrobe was opened, a lot of clothes were crammed into it, and there were more than ten pairs of shoes. Now they are littered on the ground, one in the East and one in the West. There is no logic.
There is a broken vase on the ground near the window. The fragments of the vase are scattered all over the ground. There is a pool of water. The nearly withered peony is lying on the ground dejectedly.
And all this is just the tip of the iceberg.
"Su Qing, why don't the ladies come in and clean up?" Zi an doesn't believe in the story of not letting a woman into the room. Now he's trying to torture her.
"Xiao Yun pavilion has no maid."
"What about the boy?" Zi an asked in surprise.
"Little boy?" Su Qing thought for a moment, "there are some boys. He came in to clean up once before, but he was very dissatisfied. He had a big fire. Since then, Ni Rong and I cleaned up. Xiao Tuo also cleaned up, but you can't expect Xiao Tuo. His room is more chaotic than here."
"Xiao Tuo doesn't let women get close to him, either?" Zi an thinks that how can there be such a strange person in the world? But all normal men take the initiative to approach women, and like women to take the initiative to approach.
"Never." Su Qing seems very proud, "so, whenever we go out with them, Ni Rong and I are not the most popular, but we can always come back with a full load."
He had something to say in his words. With a smile, Zian gave him a white look.
After a glass of wine, they began to work on the model.
Zi an didn't believe it. "He never let a woman into the room?"
Su Qing shook her head. "No, rouer can't come in. It's an exception for you."
She doesn't want such a tiring exception!
"Who is rouer?" Zi an is very curious. Before Ni Rong gave her a suit of clothes, she said it was Miss rou'er's. Now she heard Su Qing talk about it. It seems that this rou'er means a lot to Murong Jie.
"Rouer is rouer!" Su Qing carefully picked up the pieces and threw them into a huge bamboo basket, which was specially used to hold garbage. When she turned around, she could not drag them out alone, but had to be carried by two people.
When Zian saw that he didn't say anything, she felt that miss rouer was very mysterious.
Two people, clean up an hour, finally only sweep the floor.Su Qing beat waist, a sweat soaked clothes, "no, I don't sweep the floor, you come."
"You are one of the people in the military camp. How can you do something to make you tired like this?" Zian thought he was just lazy.
"No, I can't Yeah, he's just lazy.
Zi an walked to him with a smile, felt out the bag and took out the longest needle, "old trouble? I'll take a look for you. "
Su Qing looked at the needle with the length of a finger and sighed. She went out to get the broom and came in. "Miss, please rest. I'll come."
Zi'an put away the needle, went out and sat on the stone steps in front of the corridor. Murong Jie was dancing his sword in the yard.
When she was an agent, she felt that although the agent was very introverted, she was fiercer than anyone when she was on the mission. She killed people without blinking an eye. Even if she was splashed with the enemy's blood, she had to carry on with a gun.
It's a kind of killing without any aesthetic feeling. It's just a kind of fighting. Either you die or I live.
The posture of raising a gun doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. It only depends on the head. Only when one shot explodes the enemy's head can one survive.
Therefore, she used to hate killing, fighting and practicing martial arts, because both fighting and Taekwondo and Taiquan she practiced were extremely fierce. She won with strength and ferocity.
She has never seen such beautiful and elegant martial arts, except in TV.
He was dressed in a white loose robe, with a long arm extended, a long sword pointed, rotated and looked back. The sword pointed out that it seemed elegant, but it was powerful and powerful.
The leaves around him are swept down by his sword Qi, like a layer of green snowflakes. His body is gradually rising and rotating. The sword Qi covers the leaves, and the leaves are also rotated to form a green belt, which is indescribable beautiful.
She holds her cheek and looks like she's in a daze. This is his future husband. Whether he loves or not, he doesn't love anyone, just her.
Suddenly, he closed up and stood still with his sword. He looked back, raised his eyebrows, and said with a touch of sarcasm, "look at your stupid appearance
A beautiful picture was torn.
Zi an took back her eyes and stood up without expression. She didn't think about anything just now. She didn't want to love anyone.
Just as she wanted to go in, she saw two bodyguards supporting Ni Rong.
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In fact, she knew Xia Huaijun very early. He was an official at the age of 18. He was always cautious and dedicated to serving the people. He was not married at the age of 22. Everyone said that he was self-motivated, intelligent and good at interpersonal relations.
When she talked with him, he showed his ambition. His steadiness, introverted and intelligence are what those talented young men lack.
One mistake is eternal hatred.
However, before Zi an was killed, she did not resent Xia Huaijun and even Chen Linglong too much.
As he said today, all men have three wives and four concubines. Why does she ask Xia Huaijun to be single-minded to her? She is not a good wife in everyone's eyes, because she is jealous and stingy, and has no tolerance for others. Even a concubine can't stand it.
It was her original sin.
If it wasn't for Zi an's tragic death, she would only hate herself.
Prime Minister Xia finally turned around and left. He hated this woman to the bone. However, he knew where this hatred came from. It came from her intransigence, her loneliness, her glory, and the fact that she had loved him so much that he missed it.
All women are willing to pay and compromise for their husband, but she is not willing to, so she is not qualified to say that she loved him, and he will not admit that when she married her, there was a little love besides showing off with Prince an and her ministers.
Regent's house!
Zian has been busy feeding fish, planting flowers and weeding since he entered the palace today
Finally, she got the "high opinion" of the Regent Murong Jie and allowed her to clean up the room for him.
He had been in the wing room to heal his wounds before, and had never been to his Xiao Yun Pavilion.
Today is the first time to enter, but also do not allow the maid and Chen Liuliu to help, he hit a big principle in her ear, "the king never allowed any woman into the king's house."
Along with her is Su Qing.
Ni Rong is allowed to enter, but Ni Rong is out of the mission today and is not in the mansion.
Entering Xiaoyun Pavilion, seeing the mess everywhere, Su Qing swallowed, "every time I come to help him clean up, if I don't have a drink, people will become very crazy."
Looking at everything in front of him, Zi an felt an impulse to flee.
She looked at Su Qing, Su Qing even busy way: "today can not drink."
Xia Zian doesn't seem to like people's drinking very much.
Zi an sighed softly, "here are two cups. My share should be increased."
If she doesn't have a drink, she'll go crazy.
She had never seen such a messy room. To be right, everything was in a mess except the chairs, tables and beds.
When the wardrobe was opened, a lot of clothes were crammed into it, and there were more than ten pairs of shoes. Now they are littered on the ground, one in the East and one in the West. There is no logic.
There is a broken vase on the ground near the window. The fragments of the vase are scattered all over the ground. There is a pool of water. The nearly withered peony is lying on the ground dejectedly.
And all this is just the tip of the iceberg.
"Su Qing, why don't the ladies come in and clean up?" Zi an doesn't believe in the story of not letting a woman into the room. Now he's trying to torture her.
"Xiao Yun pavilion has no maid."
"What about the boy?" Zi an asked in surprise.
"Little boy?" Su Qing thought for a moment, "there are some boys. He came in to clean up once before, but he was very dissatisfied. He had a big fire. Since then, Ni Rong and I cleaned up. Xiao Tuo also cleaned up, but you can't expect Xiao Tuo. His room is more chaotic than here."
"Xiao Tuo doesn't let women get close to him, either?" Zi an thinks that how can there be such a strange person in the world? But all normal men take the initiative to approach women, and like women to take the initiative to approach.
"Never." Su Qing seems very proud, "so, whenever we go out with them, Ni Rong and I are not the most popular, but we can always come back with a full load."
He had something to say in his words. With a smile, Zian gave him a white look.
After a glass of wine, they began to work on the model.
Zi an didn't believe it. "He never let a woman into the room?"
Su Qing shook her head. "No, rouer can't come in. It's an exception for you."
She doesn't want such a tiring exception!
"Who is rouer?" Zi an is very curious. Before Ni Rong gave her a suit of clothes, she said it was Miss rou'er's. Now she heard Su Qing talk about it. It seems that this rou'er means a lot to Murong Jie.
"Rouer is rouer!" Su Qing carefully picked up the pieces and threw them into a huge bamboo basket, which was specially used to hold garbage. When she turned around, she could not drag them out alone, but had to be carried by two people.
When Zian saw that he didn't say anything, she felt that miss rouer was very mysterious.
Two people, clean up an hour, finally only sweep the floor.Su Qing beat waist, a sweat soaked clothes, "no, I don't sweep the floor, you come."
"You are one of the people in the military camp. How can you do something to make you tired like this?" Zian thought he was just lazy.
"No, I can't Yeah, he's just lazy.
Zi an walked to him with a smile, felt out the bag and took out the longest needle, "old trouble? I'll take a look for you. "
Su Qing looked at the needle with the length of a finger and sighed. She went out to get the broom and came in. "Miss, please rest. I'll come."
Zi'an put away the needle, went out and sat on the stone steps in front of the corridor. Murong Jie was dancing his sword in the yard.
When she was an agent, she felt that although the agent was very introverted, she was fiercer than anyone when she was on the mission. She killed people without blinking an eye. Even if she was splashed with the enemy's blood, she had to carry on with a gun.
It's a kind of killing without any aesthetic feeling. It's just a kind of fighting. Either you die or I live.
The posture of raising a gun doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. It only depends on the head. Only when one shot explodes the enemy's head can one survive.
Therefore, she used to hate killing, fighting and practicing martial arts, because both fighting and Taekwondo and Taiquan she practiced were extremely fierce. She won with strength and ferocity.
She has never seen such beautiful and elegant martial arts, except in TV.
He was dressed in a white loose robe, with a long arm extended, a long sword pointed, rotated and looked back. The sword pointed out that it seemed elegant, but it was powerful and powerful.
The leaves around him are swept down by his sword Qi, like a layer of green snowflakes. His body is gradually rising and rotating. The sword Qi covers the leaves, and the leaves are also rotated to form a green belt, which is indescribable beautiful.
She holds her cheek and looks like she's in a daze. This is his future husband. Whether he loves or not, he doesn't love anyone, just her.
Suddenly, he closed up and stood still with his sword. He looked back, raised his eyebrows, and said with a touch of sarcasm, "look at your stupid appearance
A beautiful picture was torn.
Zi an took back her eyes and stood up without expression. She didn't think about anything just now. She didn't want to love anyone.
Just as she wanted to go in, she saw two bodyguards supporting Ni Rong.
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