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The two knocked peanuts until it was almost dawn, and the movement in the bedroom was completely inaudible. The guard stood up, quietly opened the door, and Qinghuan came out of it in disorder.
"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life." under the guard's gaze, Qinghuan went to the darkroom to rest, lay on the bed to recuperate, and soon fell asleep.
The next day.
The heavy snow stopped suddenly, and the sky was still overcast. Carriage after carriage arrived at the Chuang Tzu of Qin Wuyan's side.
The people of these aristocratic families seem to have colluded together and came here together.
There are also escorts from various aristocratic families behind. The team is vast and powerful.
Qin Wuyan sat in the conference hall and asked, "is there anyone from the Min family?"
"No." the guard shook his head.
Qin Wuyan nodded: "didn't min Huizhu rest here last night and call her here to discuss with the owners of these aristocratic families."
The guard hurried to knock on the door and woke min Huizhu.
Min Huizhu woke up, opened the door after washing, and the whole person was radiant, just like the scorching sunrise in the sky.
I heard that the heads of all the aristocratic families had arrived. Only min Fu didn't send someone. Min Huizhu grabbed the jade pendant on her waist and stuffed it into the guard: "take this thing to find my father, and he will understand what to do."
The guard took the jade pendant and hurried away.
Another man took min Huizhu into the conference hall.
The conference hall was already full of people. They were all old men about the same age as min Zhihang. They all knew the saint. When they saw the saint suddenly appear here, they looked at each other.
Qin Wuyan raised his eyelids: "when min er's head died, the Min family leader was devastated. The Min young family leader was ill, so he asked the eldest miss of the Min family to come on behalf of the Min family to discuss the candidate for the next high priest..."
......
For three days in a row, Qin Wuyan didn't return to Chuang Tzu.
Zhuang Xiaoyu is still the same as usual. She wanders around in the daytime and buys a lot of things. When she is tired, she rests in the same restaurant. After dinner, she returns to Chuang Tzu. Life seems calm.
When she returned to her bedroom and locked the door, Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her hands and opened the shop. The waiter quietly stuffed her letters.
The letter was indeed written by Min Rui himself. He also promised to help her find Zhuang Minghao and asked her not to worry too much. The last two paragraphs of the letter are all words of comfort to her.
After reading the letter, Zhuang Xiaoyu threw it into the brazier. Watching the letter paper turn into black ash in the burning charcoal basin, a stone fell in her heart.
Zhuang Xiaoyu gets up early every day and asks the housekeeper, "will ah Yan come back today?"
The housekeeper shook his head: "I don't know. I won't know until the commander comes back later."
Zhuang Xiaoyu stood at the window and looked at the foggy sky. The melancholy in her eyes lingered.
The yard was red with joy. The housekeeper was greeting the servants to hang lanterns under the eaves, and red silk was hung on the plaques in each room.
It's Chinese New Year!
But the father still didn't seem to want to take her back, and the eldest brother was still missing.
Qin Wuyan hasn't appeared for nearly half a month. I don't know if he will come back to spend the new year with her on the night of new year's Eve.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was thinking, when he heard the hurried footsteps. There was a trace of anxiety in Yu's broken voice: "madam, it's not good. The housekeeper sent someone to say that the high priest was dying."
With a bang, the porcelain lamp in Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand fell to the ground and broke to pieces.
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The two knocked peanuts until it was almost dawn, and the movement in the bedroom was completely inaudible. The guard stood up, quietly opened the door, and Qinghuan came out of it in disorder.
"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life." under the guard's gaze, Qinghuan went to the darkroom to rest, lay on the bed to recuperate, and soon fell asleep.
The next day.
The heavy snow stopped suddenly, and the sky was still overcast. Carriage after carriage arrived at the Chuang Tzu of Qin Wuyan's side.
The people of these aristocratic families seem to have colluded together and came here together.
There are also escorts from various aristocratic families behind. The team is vast and powerful.
Qin Wuyan sat in the conference hall and asked, "is there anyone from the Min family?"
"No." the guard shook his head.
Qin Wuyan nodded: "didn't min Huizhu rest here last night and call her here to discuss with the owners of these aristocratic families."
The guard hurried to knock on the door and woke min Huizhu.
Min Huizhu woke up, opened the door after washing, and the whole person was radiant, just like the scorching sunrise in the sky.
I heard that the heads of all the aristocratic families had arrived. Only min Fu didn't send someone. Min Huizhu grabbed the jade pendant on her waist and stuffed it into the guard: "take this thing to find my father, and he will understand what to do."
The guard took the jade pendant and hurried away.
Another man took min Huizhu into the conference hall.
The conference hall was already full of people. They were all old men about the same age as min Zhihang. They all knew the saint. When they saw the saint suddenly appear here, they looked at each other.
Qin Wuyan raised his eyelids: "when min er's head died, the Min family leader was devastated. The Min young family leader was ill, so he asked the eldest miss of the Min family to come on behalf of the Min family to discuss the candidate for the next high priest..."
......
For three days in a row, Qin Wuyan didn't return to Chuang Tzu.
Zhuang Xiaoyu is still the same as usual. She wanders around in the daytime and buys a lot of things. When she is tired, she rests in the same restaurant. After dinner, she returns to Chuang Tzu. Life seems calm.
When she returned to her bedroom and locked the door, Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her hands and opened the shop. The waiter quietly stuffed her letters.
The letter was indeed written by Min Rui himself. He also promised to help her find Zhuang Minghao and asked her not to worry too much. The last two paragraphs of the letter are all words of comfort to her.
After reading the letter, Zhuang Xiaoyu threw it into the brazier. Watching the letter paper turn into black ash in the burning charcoal basin, a stone fell in her heart.
Zhuang Xiaoyu gets up early every day and asks the housekeeper, "will ah Yan come back today?"
The housekeeper shook his head: "I don't know. I won't know until the commander comes back later."
Zhuang Xiaoyu stood at the window and looked at the foggy sky. The melancholy in her eyes lingered.
The yard was red with joy. The housekeeper was greeting the servants to hang lanterns under the eaves, and red silk was hung on the plaques in each room.
It's Chinese New Year!
But the father still didn't seem to want to take her back, and the eldest brother was still missing.
Qin Wuyan hasn't appeared for nearly half a month. I don't know if he will come back to spend the new year with her on the night of new year's Eve.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was thinking, when he heard the hurried footsteps. There was a trace of anxiety in Yu's broken voice: "madam, it's not good. The housekeeper sent someone to say that the high priest was dying."
With a bang, the porcelain lamp in Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand fell to the ground and broke to pieces.
The two knocked peanuts until it was almost dawn, and the movement in the bedroom was completely inaudible. The guard stood up, quietly opened the door, and Qinghuan came out of it in disorder."Fortunately, I didn't lose my life." under the guard's gaze, Qinghuan went to the darkroom to rest, lay on the bed to recuperate, and soon fell asleep.The next day.The heavy snow stopped suddenly, and the sky was still overcast. Carriage after carriage arrived at the Chuang Tzu of Qin Wuyan's side.The people of these aristocratic families seem to have colluded together and came here together.There are also escorts from various aristocratic families behind. The team is vast and powerful.Qin Wuyan sat in the conference hall and asked, "is there anyone from the Min family?""No." the guard shook his head.Qin Wuyan nodded: "didn't min Huizhu rest here last night and call her here to discuss with the owners of these aristocratic families."The guard hurried to knock on the door and woke min Huizhu.Min Huizhu woke up, opened the door after washing, and the whole person was radiant, just like the scorching sunrise in the sky.I heard that the heads of all the aristocratic families had arrived. Only min Fu didn't send someone. Min Huizhu grabbed the jade pendant on her waist and stuffed it into the guard: "take this thing to find my father, and he will understand what to do."The guard took the jade pendant and hurried away.Another man took min Huizhu into the conference hall.The conference hall was already full of people. They were all old men about the same age as min Zhihang. They all knew the saint. When they saw the saint suddenly appear here, they looked at each other.Qin Wuyan raised his eyelids: "when min er's head died, the Min family leader was devastated. The Min young family leader was ill, so he asked the eldest miss of the Min family to come on behalf of the Min family to discuss the candidate for the next high priest..."......For three days in a row, Qin Wuyan didn't return to Chuang Tzu.Zhuang Xiaoyu is still the same as usual. She wanders around in the daytime and buys a lot of things. When she is tired, she rests in the same restaurant. After dinner, she returns to Chuang Tzu. Life seems calm.When she returned to her bedroom and locked the door, Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her hands and opened the shop. The waiter quietly stuffed her letters.The letter was indeed written by Min Rui himself. He also promised to help her find Zhuang Minghao and asked her not to worry too much. The last two paragraphs of the letter are all words of comfort to her.After reading the letter, Zhuang Xiaoyu threw it into the brazier. Watching the letter paper turn into black ash in the burning charcoal basin, a stone fell in her heart.Zhuang Xiaoyu gets up early every day and asks the housekeeper, "will ah Yan come back today?"The housekeeper shook his head: "I don't know. I won't know until the commander comes back later."Zhuang Xiaoyu stood at the window and looked at the foggy sky. The melancholy in her eyes lingered.The yard was red with joy. The housekeeper was greeting the servants to hang lanterns under the eaves, and red silk was hung on the plaques in each room.It's Chinese New Year!But the father still didn't seem to want to take her back, and the eldest brother was still missing.Qin Wuyan hasn't appeared for nearly half a month. I don't know if he will come back to spend the new year with her on the night of new year's Eve.Zhuang Xiaoyu was thinking, when he heard the hurried footsteps. There was a trace of anxiety in Yu's broken voice: "madam, it's not good. The housekeeper sent someone to say that the high priest was dying."With a bang, the porcelain lamp in Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand fell to the ground and broke to pieces.
