readytorunbook Chapter 264: Hanging Wall: Bah!
Chapter 264: Hanging Wall: Bah!
Zhao Fangyu set off to return to the Hewang Mansion and did not return all night. Zhou Qinghe did not mind, but she could not do so all the time.
The eldest lady did not stop him, but called Zhao Fangyun to say goodbye to Zhao Fangyu.
In the snow, Zhao Fangyun's outfit seemed too simple.
Without thinking, Zhao Fangyu pulled out a glittering pearl hairpin from her head and slowly pinned it into Zhao Fangyun's bun.
Zhao Fangyun wanted to avoid it, but Zhao Fangyu lightly scolded her, "Don't move," so she stood there obediently.
“The mother clam swallows sand and gravel, which grows inside her body after several years before it becomes a pearl.”
"The past cannot be retrieved, the path to the future is entirely up to you."
Zhao Fangyun's eyes were red, and Zhao Fangyu helped her straighten the hairpins on her head one by one.
"A woman's dignity doesn't necessarily need to be given by a man. Think about opening a shop. You are not a little girl anymore. You should learn how to stand on your own feet. You are twins now, so you have to think about it."
Those deposits of silver are dead money and are not as good as assets with fixed output such as shops and farms. If Zhao Fangyun is smart, he will be self-sufficient one day in the future.
It is always better to rely on yourself than to rely on your brother and family.
Zhao Fangyu left in the snow. The eldest lady looked at Zhao Fangyun and sighed, "If you are willing, go visit your eldest sister-in-law more often after you give birth to the child."
Mei Xunyin's dowry did not include much farmland, but now her business is thriving, and the eldest lady cannot really bear to see her daughter being bullied like this, especially after what happened with Li Shumin a few years ago.
It's really... Things in this world are unpredictable. Who could have thought that even after being born into such a wealthy family, I would still encounter so many troubles and annoyances?
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As soon as the court was over, Zhou Qinghe changed his clothes. At this time, Xuanbi had returned and followed Zhou Qinghe, telling him everything that happened in the court today.
Zhou Qinghe paused while writing, and then threw the half-written paper into the incense burner beside him.
"It's not easy to be a woman in this world. No wonder she always tells me that she wants to change the world."
Life is not easy for women in this world. How did she get to where she is today?
Zhou Qinghe couldn't figure it out.
In the cold winter, Zhou Qinghe closed his eyes and all he could think about was Zhao Fangyu.
"Go check if there are any farmers left out who are involved with the Song family."
Xuanbi hummed and went out, leaving Zhou Qinghe alone in the room to ponder.
The cold wind weighed down the red plum branches. Today's snowflakes were not as big as yesterday's, but as fine as grains of salt.
The snow that falls on the red plum blossoms does not melt, but accumulates into a thin layer of white snow, which then transforms into a crystal ice shell after a winter night.
Zhou Qinghe is more familiar with the officialdom than Zhao Fangyu. Zhao Fangyu probably doesn't know the ins and outs behind this officialdom.
The backer behind Jingzhao Yin was not the military department in the open, but Yang Gushan.
Most of the time, the servants would be blamed for Liuzhu's death and Liuyao's injury. As for the layers of corpses in the lotus pond, it could also be said that the servants worked together to cover up the incident.
Zhao Fangyun's injury was caused by the carelessness of the old nanny who took care of him, who deceived his superiors and subordinates. He himself was a piece of mud, so it was not surprising that he was deceived.
It all depends on whether Jingzhao Yin believes this statement, or whether the money spent is enough.
Zhou Qinghe rarely saw the woman's plight, but now he knew it.
Zhao Fangyu's face flashed through his mind. The room was warm and Zhou Qinghe fell asleep with his chin propped up.
When Zhao Fangyu came, he saw a sleeping face.
There was a faint blue-black color under Zhou Qinghe's eyes. In the past year, Zhou Qinghe had been very busy. Now many officials had to go to Beijing to report on their work. Zhou Qinghe was probably inspecting those people to see if they could be used by him.
Zhou Qinghe had to keep his actions secret and prevent the emperor from noticing, so he was restricted in many ways. However, he never relaxed his vigilance. As a result, the Third Prince's mansion was drilled like a sieve by the Embroidered Uniform Guards, but there had not been any scandal in Zhou Qinghe's Crane Prince's Mansion until now.
At most, they are just a young couple living in harmony.
Zhao Fangyu covered him with a thin blanket. After being busy for a while, she felt sleepy when the heater in the study turned on.
After washing up with Chunshao's help, he turned over and lay down in the warm quilt for a nap.
Of course, she didn't see Zhou Qinghe's lips silently raised after she left.
It was not until dinner that the two of them met each other, both sober and awake.
Zhou Qinghe had changed his clothes at some point and sat next to Zhao Fangyu, looking at her with his cheek propped up.
His eyes were extremely beautiful, like two balls of crystal clear amber of different colors.
He stared at Zhao Fangyu without blinking. Zhao Fangyu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and couldn't help but look at himself: "But is there anything wrong?"
Zhou Qinghe sneezed and said no.
"What are you looking at?"
Zhao Fangyu didn't know why, but felt inexplicably angry.
Not much, just like a tiny flame, a few wisps.
This anger came out of nowhere, leaving Zhao Fangyu himself a little confused. Zhou Qinghe's red lips moved slightly, and he smiled brightly, and what he said was shocking!
"You feel sorry for me."
Zhao Fangyu: "..."
Chun Shao: “…”
Chun Shao couldn't help laughing, and Zhao Fangyu glared at her in a reproachful manner. She bowed to Zhao Fangyu as if begging for mercy, then turned around and hurried out to serve the dishes, tactfully leaving the two people in the room.
"You feel sorry for me."
Zhou Qinghe repeated it.
The atmosphere seemed to become silently ambiguous. Zhou Qinghe's eyes seemed to carry a subtle electric current, falling on Zhao Fangyu, stirring up patches of numbness and burning sensation.
The young man had red lips, white teeth and a handsome face, and his eyes were full of her.
"What are you talking about? Let's eat quickly."
Zhao Fangyu avoided answering, but Zhou Qinghe refused to get around it easily. God knows how long he had waited for this day?
God knows?!
Today, Zhao Fangyu is willing to cover him with a blanket. Tomorrow, she will take the initiative to invite him into bed!
Zhou Qinghe even thought that if this winter were longer, Zhao Fangyu would be able to crawl into his arms out of fear of the cold.
But things often go against one's wishes. Zhao Fangyu sleeps very properly and has never crawled into his arms...
Zhou Qinghe's smile was as bright as a spring flower, and he couldn't help feeling happy when he looked at Zhao Fangyu.
The red robe looked too bright on him. He stretched out his hand and tapped on the table. His thin knuckles, wrists, and even the blue veins were all beautiful.
"Today, you covered me with a blanket in the study, didn't you?"
Zhao Fangyu thought Zhou Qinghe was going to say something big, but he didn't expect that after holding it in for a long time, he ended up saying something stupid. For a moment, the anger was extinguished before it even started.
Zhao Fangyu felt that Zhou Qinghe was strangely powerful today, as if he had drunk fake wine, and there was a suspicious red cloud on his face.
Zhou Qinghe smiled without saying anything, and quickly moved closer to place a kiss on the person's earlobe.
It wasn't a kiss, just a simple touch.
However, Zhao Fangyu felt as if his earlobes were burning and felt hot.
Zhou Qinghe had already sat back in his seat and said with a smile: "I should repay you for saving my life with my own body."
"If Madam hadn't felt sorry for me today, I would have frozen to death in the study, and Xuanbi wouldn't have thought of covering me with a blanket."
The hanging wall at the door: “…” Pah!