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Chapter 921

He sat over and held Yuan Qingling in his arms, "Is our daughter still obedient today?"

"It's not much of a fuss." Yuan Qingling stroked her belly and said with a smile.

Yuwen Hao was delighted, "She is a daughter after all. She knows how to love her mother."

Yuan Qingling smiled slightly, but then looked sad again.

"What's wrong? Who made you unhappy?" Yu Wenhao kissed her on the cheek. Now that Lao Yuan is fatter, the flesh on his face is succulent and cute.

"It's Xu Yi's wedding house. I went to see a few houses today. They are small and expensive."

"Isn't it enough to just let him live in the palace? Give him an independent courtyard." Yu Wenhao said.

Yuan Qingling looked at him. "In the future, your daughter will get married. Your son-in-law will have to take your daughter to live in the master's house. Are you happy with that?"

Yu Wenhao suddenly raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, "Get out of here. Don't you dare to marry my daughter?"

"So how could the Yuan family make Ah Si feel wronged?" Yuan Qingling sighed, "I just didn't expect that the houses around here are so expensive, hundreds of thousands."

"A hundred thousand taels? Xu Yi can't afford it." Yu Wenhao carried her onto the Arhat bed and found a comfortable position for her to lie on. He leaned his ear on his stomach to listen to his daughter's movements.

"I want to buy it for him."

"You? Are you willing to give up more than a hundred thousand taels?" Yu Wenhao raised his head and looked at her, shocked.

Yuan Qing Ling said: "It's mainly for Ah Si. I hope she can stay closer to me."

Yu Wenhao thought about it. Ah Si had always been with her. It would be cruel to have to separate if they got married, and Ah Si could really help. She was smart and good at martial arts. He thought for a while and said: "Then

Just build one, why buy it? It’s enough to build one for about 10,000 taels.”

"Build one? Where is the land?" Yuan Qingling looked at him, "Besides, it has to be near our home, not too far away. Three streets away is ideal."

"It doesn't have to be three streets away. Isn't there a piece of land behind our palace? That belongs to our family. We can just share it with him and build a house."

Yuan Qingling was ecstatic when he heard this and grabbed his wrist, "The land behind is our family's? Oh my God, why didn't you tell me earlier? Why didn't I know?"

"It was originally planned to build a martial arts training ground there, but then something happened... um uh uh uh? Then it was shelved."

Yuan Qingling looked at his confused look, "What um uh uh thing?"

"That matter at the Princess Mansion." Yu Wenhao turned away, "I told you not to mention that matter."

Yuan Qing groaned and asked hurriedly: "How big is that piece of land?"

"It's like ten or eight acres." Yu Wenhao himself didn't remember much, "Ask Tang Yang, he knows how big it is."

Yuan Qingling converted it using modern units. One acre of land is 666 square meters, ten acres of land is 6666 square meters, and two acres of land is used to build a house, which is more than a thousand square meters, which is enough.

"I'll ask Master Tang to handle it right away."

Yu Wenhao held her hand and thought for a moment, "Do you think we should also get a room for Tang Yang? Anyway, the place is big."

"Okay, okay, you make the decision." Yuan Qingling was very happy that her problem was solved. The most important thing is that she didn't have to spend too much money.

Yuan Qingling immediately called Tang Yang over, told him about the matter, and finally said: "Find someone to start work immediately and build two houses. One house will cover an area of ​​about two acres. The specifications are up to you. Anyway,

I'll take out 40,000 taels, which should be enough."

Tang Yang didn't expect that Yu Wenhao would be willing to give up this piece of land, which he had always wanted to build a martial arts training ground. Hearing Yuan Qingling say that he wanted to build two rooms, he couldn't help but be startled, "Why two rooms?"

Yuan Qing Ling said with a smile: "Xu Yiyou, how can Master Tang not have it?"

"Ah?" Tang Yang looked at Yuan Qingling in shock, "Crown Princess, this..."

"Don't do this and that, Mr. Tang, hurry up and do it tomorrow. It doesn't matter if you pay more for the labor. Anyway, the construction period is tight." After Yuan Qingling said that, he turned around and went in.

After walking a few steps, Tang Yang's voice that concealed emotion came from behind, "Thank you, Crown Princess!"

After settling the matter of the wedding house, Yuan Qingling also told Ah Si about it, because this house would be where Ah Si would live in from now on, and it would be best for her to like it.

After hearing this, Ah Si felt coy for a while and then secretly said in Yuan Qingling's ear, "Then I can get in by climbing over the wall? That's great. I'm afraid that I will have to leave the palace after getting married. Hey, I won't tell you.

Now, I’m going back to my parents’ house.”

After saying that, he ran away with a smile.

Yuan Qingling looked at her back and laughed. It was great. Now she was talking about her mother's family.

She turned around and saw Yu Wenhao nestled in front of the corridor. He was tall and slender, with a face like a crown jewel and deep eyes. He stretched out his long arms to call her over, and then rolled her into his arms, "Old Yuan, our house is becoming more and more like home."

Already."

Yuan Qingling looked up at his handsome features. When they first met him, he was so unruly and unruly, so domineering and arrogant, so youthful and sharp. But now, he has gradually become a man, a man who stands upright.

He could hold up the whole sky for her and protect her from wind and rain. When she was in his arms, she felt that it didn't matter how stormy it was outside, and that the whole world was solid.

"Lao Wu, I want to see you dance the sword!" Yuan Qingling said suddenly.

He smiled freely, unsheathed his long sword, and the figure in white flew into the air, catching up with the flying sword. He spread his wings like a white crane and flew up, spinning the sword in the air and pointing. How cool and elegant?

Yuan Qingling nestled in front of the corridor, looking at the flying figure and the fierce sword energy. The white brocade robe was rolled up, and a thin layer of sweat penetrated the clothes and clung to the tall body. She turned around, raised her eyebrows slightly, and added her lips

Yuan Qingling was stunned by the faint smile on the side, which seemed to seize the soul.

Her heart was filled with emotion, this man was her man, the man she would spend her whole life with.

Her heart was agitated. When he put away his sword and came back, she took the initiative to hold his hand and said with a loving look on her face, "Come on, let's go to bed."

Yu Wenhao kissed her, and that night, he felt her unprecedented initiative and enthusiasm, which he had never experienced before.

He decided to show Lao Yuan his sword skills every night from now on.

Because Yuan Qingling went to bed early tonight, her mother-in-law and Xu Yi did not report the situation first after they came back. They had to wait until they got up early tomorrow morning.

His mother-in-law advised Xu Yi, "You should rest first. There is always a way to solve this matter. There is no need to go back to that family in the future. Let's cut off the relationship. They are not human beings."

Xu Yi lowered his head to hide the palm prints on his face, opened his mouth, and wanted to defend his father. However, he had nothing to say, so he just nodded slightly, thanked him and returned to the room.

Xu Yiyi didn't sleep that night. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Those words echoed in his mind over and over again. He hugged the quilt bitterly. He had always had hope in his heart, but only at this moment did he understand that hope would never come back.

It shouldn't have been there in the first place.

Unable to sleep, he carried a jug of wine to the roof, lay on the roof and looked at the moon. A tear quietly shed from the corner of his eye. Then, he wiped it away casually, drank a large jug of wine in one breath, and smiled at the moon.

The smile was full of bitterness.


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