He is worried about gains and losses now and is cautious, because every time he expects a big deal with Lao Yuan, it will eventually turn into a trivial matter. He is so irritated. Who can understand him? He just hopes that one time things will go his way and he will be happy.
Didn’t we already say that he really married his old man? Life should have a sense of ritual, and he only cares about this sense of ritual. What’s wrong?
Yuan Qingling knew his worries, so she held his arm and comforted him, "Don't worry unfounded, this is just Miss Zhou's wishful thinking. Let's not underestimate Jinghe's ability. Since she decided to let go and raise those children well,
It probably won’t collapse easily.”
Yu Wenhao said: "Then you are still so angry?"
Yuan Qing Ling said: "I'm angry because I thought King Wei really brought a woman back to the capital. In fact, even if he really wants to get married, we can't control it. I just hope he doesn't bring her back. At least, I'll give Jinghe a few years.
Yes or no?"
Yu Wenhao nodded, "Well, I feel sorry for Jinghe too, but what I care about most is that nothing more will happen to our marriage. I pray to God and Buddha."
Yuan Qing chuckled, "Actually, even if it's simple, it doesn't matter. We have had weddings in modern times."
Yuwen Haojun's face was full of dissatisfaction, "In principle, it's not called a wedding, it's just a family meal. You said that you hope everyone you care about will attend the wedding, so this is our top priority this year.
The weight of it.”
Yu Wenhao was so confident that no one or anything could stop him.
And it's time for him to be selfish for himself.
Yuan Qingling knew what he was thinking, so she took advantage of the fact that King Wei had not arrived in Beijing and immediately went to Jinghe to talk about the matter. She wanted to give her some information first, so that she would not have random thoughts when she suddenly found out about it.
Arriving at Jinghe's home, Jinghe was making snacks for the children in the kitchen. When she heard Yuan Qingling coming, she told the people below to continue working. She washed her hands and came out to greet Yuan Qingling.
The two sisters-in-law were sitting in the main hall. She made tea for Yuan Qing Ling with her own hands and said with a smile: "This is the big tea I grew in the nunnery before. Although it is not as good as the top-grade tea, it has a different taste. Princess, try it."
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Yuan Qingling saw that her method of making tea was very elegant, but her hands were a little rough, which showed that she was very hands-on in taking care of the children.
I took the tea and took a sip. The aroma was not particularly strong, but the tea taste was very strong. It made people feel thirsty and thirsty.
"Does it taste good?" Jinghe asked.
"Not bad, do you have any more? Give me some later." Yuan Qingling asked with a smile.
"Yes, I'll ask someone to pack some back for you later." Jinghe put down the tea cup and looked at her, "You came here specially. Do you have anything to tell me?"
Yuan Qing Ling thought about it and thought it would be better to speak more frankly to Jinghe, so he looked at her and said: "I heard that the third brother was also on his way back to Beijing. However, Miss Zhou, the daughter of the prefect of Jiangbei Prefecture, also followed him back to Beijing.
, as for the girl this week, it’s just wishful thinking, Lao Wu has inquired about it, and the third brother has no interest at all. "
Jinghe listened to Yuan Qingling's words quietly, her face unchanged, as calm as ever, but her fingertips holding the tea trembled slightly, "Oh!"
She just said "Oh" and said nothing again. It was not clear what she was thinking.
Yuan Qingling looked at her and asked cautiously: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Jinghe's eyelashes trembled rapidly, she looked at the tea in the cup and said softly: "I would lie to you if I said I didn't feel it at all, but if I said it was very uncomfortable, I didn't. In fact, I had made preparations. I think he has always been
I want to marry again. Since I have chosen to live this way, I can no longer allow myself to think wildly."
She put down the tea cup and reached out to hold Yuan Qingling's hand. There was emotion in her eyes, "But no matter what, I really appreciate you coming to tell me tonight. Otherwise, when he returns to Beijing and brings a woman, I'm afraid that I might
It will be more unbearable, so don’t worry, I will be fine, and don’t worry about me anymore.”