Everyone knows that he married a silly daughter-in-law, and several good friends from the family were sitting and drinking together. Halfway through the drink, this girl got up and said, "It's late, and my wife is going to read it. I'm going to give you a glass of wine. Let's go first." Farewell."
That one also got up and said, "My Magnolia is very stingy. If it smells like rouge and goes home, it will make a fuss in the custody for half a month, and it will also be punished with a glass of wine. Let me go now."
Qian Yingchen drank sullenly, thinking that these few people are really promising, being controlled so tightly by his wife.
As a result, there was a man with no eyesight next to him. He wanted to curry favor with him. He served wine to pay respects, but what he said was: "Master Qian is better, it doesn't matter how late you go back."
Qian Yingchen was a little displeased, but raised his chin and thought, that is because he is good at controlling his wife. If Zhu Yurun dares to make a fuss, he will go to the concubine's yard and stay there. After two days, she will naturally cry Come to him.
But someone next to him said: "Brother Zhang doesn't know something. Those two who just left, the wives of the family are very affectionate. The love is so deep that they can be tightly controlled, hahaha."
Qian Yingchen's face turned dark, and he didn't take a sip of wine, and vomited directly on the ground.
The depth of love is the only way to control it tightly? Zhu Yurun has been married for half a month, and he doesn't care about his extravagance at all. Could it be that he doesn't love him? What a joke, who is the one who wants to marry him every day
Sprinkled some wine on her body, and hugged a girl playing the piano to rub against her arms, Qian Yingchen got up and said: "Your servant is going to take a step first, everyone have fun."
"Hey, what are you doing so early, Master Qian?" The person who was rushing to curry favor with him was unhappy: "Your Madam doesn't care about you anymore, you can sit a little longer."
"Who said she doesn't care about me?" Qian Yingchen said with a straight face: "At this moment, I will definitely wait for me to go back in the room with a candle, so I will leave!"
Rather childishly, he slammed the door and left, got into the carriage and returned home, Qian Yingchen didn't know why he was upset, walked back to Zhu Yurun's yard, as usual, he didn't come back on time, she had already He turned off the lights and fell asleep by himself, the yard was pitch-black, not to mention candles, the door was not left for him.
Out of anger, Qian Yingchen stepped forward and kicked Zhu Yurun's door, then turned around and went to Aunt Feng's yard.
Zhu Yurun was awakened by the movement, got up and looked at the door, but there was no one there. Mumbling to himself that the wind might be too strong, the little fat man closed the door, then went back to bed with twists and turns and continued to sleep.
Qian Yingchen walked and kicked all the way, muttering in his mouth: "Stupid fat man!"
Although it was true that he said he didn't like people to control him at the beginning, but Zhu Yurun really didn't care at all when he said that he didn't care, wasn't he too free and easy? Why on earth did you want to marry him? He spends his days drinking and drinking, but she doesn't care. He dotes on his aunt more than he dotes on her, she doesn't make trouble, she is just like a soft persimmon, how can people not want to pinch it
I really want to squeeze her whole body into a ball of cotton wool and stuff it in the quilt!
Qian Yingchen scolded as he walked, and when he reached Aunt Feng's yard, he was still muttering.
"What's the matter, my lord?" Aunt Feng gently helped him take off his coat: "But Madam made you angry?"
Qian Yingchen snorted coldly, as a tacit consent.
Aunt Feng rolled her eyes and said with a charming smile: "My lord, don't be angry, everyone knows that Madam is not very smart, and her words are inappropriate. If you do something wrong, treat it as a child and make a mistake, just forgive me."
This sounded like a plea, but it didn't feel right after hearing it again. Qian Yingchen narrowed his eyes: "Child?"
"Isn't that right? Madame looks like a child, who doesn't understand anything but eats." Aunt Feng hung his robe on the screen, and then casually said: "Everyone else said it, how can an adult just eat it?" It's so unlucky to marry her back."
"Really?" A hand stretched out and took back the coat she had just hung up. Aunt Feng was taken aback, and when she turned around, she saw Qian Yingchen's expressionless face.
"My lord? But the concubine said something wrong?" Aunt Feng was a little panicked: "You just came..."
"What's wrong with your thinking, the monthly payment will be halved starting tomorrow." Qian Yingchen put on his clothes and said calmly: "I'm going back to take care of the child."
Aunt Feng was astonished, Qian Yingchen went out of the yard directly and returned the same way.
Zhu Yurun is very stupid, he doesn't know how to scheming in the city, he doesn't know how to compete for favor, he only knows how to eat. He didn't like her either, thinking she was stupid and fat.
But he doesn't like it, that's him too, if someone else says something more, it's no different from hitting him in the face.
Now he is Zhu Yurun's husband.
Back in the main courtyard, he took off his outer robe and lay down on the bed, where Zhu Yurun slept soundly. Feeling a warm place next to him, the little fat man rolled over to rub it for warmth. But as soon as he smelled the smell of alcohol on his body, Zhu Yurun rolled round and round into the bed again, far away from him, snoring lightly.
Qian Yingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was actually disgusted by this little fat man
After changing into pajamas and hugging him over, Qian Yingchen muttered: "Don't press me on me at night, I will have nightmares."
Zhu Yurun replied in a daze, and really slept well.
After waking up to a new day, Qian Yingchen stretched out his hand to her: "Things."
"What?" Zhu Yurun was at a loss.
"A token of love." Qian Yingchen pursed his lips and said, "Last time when I went to a party, his wife gave him some kind of jade sachet, or even a handkerchief. How about you?"
Zhu Yurun scratched his head, thought for a while, and went to the table to pick up an oiled paper bag: "I left the last piece of almond cake for you yesterday. It's so delicious! I'm not even willing to eat it. Can this be okay?"
Qian Yingchen's face turned green.
"...Impossible?" Zhu Yurun laughed dryly, before he could growl, quickly put on his clothes and ran out of the mansion.
For embroidery, I still have to ask Mr.... Oh no, it's Miss Nie now. Zhu Yurun has only been a good friend of Mr. Ji in his life. Although he guessed that she was a girl early on, he still feels a little uncomfortable when she really becomes a girl. And she changed her name to Nie Sangyu.
Although the name sounds nice, Zhu Yurun still plans to call her Mr. Ji, thanking Mr. Ji for saving her in her most difficult time, she is grateful for her, and will remember her forever!
In the past, Qian Yingchen was very opposed to her going to find Mr. Ji, but since he knew that Mr. Ji was Nie Sangyu, he was in a good mood for some reason. So Zhu Yurun went round and round.
"A token of love." Ji Man glanced at the cheap concentric rings on his dressing table, pursed his lips and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter what you do, as long as you have a heart."
Zhu Yurun nodded. It was rare for him to be clever. He found a jade ring, tied it with a few knots of red string, and took it back for business.
Qian Yingchen's complexion finally turned sunny, he was holding a jade ring, and when he was socializing outside for several days, he always lifted his chin and glanced down with pride.
As a result, someone flattered him and gave him his daughter to be his aunt. That person was born to be an important minister who has had some contacts recently. He took over part of the power of Marquis Moyu. Although his official position had only been promoted to the third rank, his power was terrifying, so naturally someone wanted to post it.
The girl who was sent was slender and quite good at talking, which made Qian Yingchen very satisfied. But no matter how satisfied she is, she has no intention of accepting it. This girl is very shrewd at first glance. If she takes her back and bullies the little fat man, what should she do
As a result, the person next to him said: "My lord, it is impossible for me not to accept him for the rest of my life. There is only one aunt in the house, so it is really unreasonable."
He protected the little fat man so well, shouldn't he also find someone to go back and teach her
Qian Yingchen thought so, and then agreed.
In the end, I just brought it back, and I wanted to scare the little fat man, but she disappeared!
After asking, he went to Moyuhou Mansion again. Qian Yingchen snorted coldly, could he even run away? He didn't believe that if she didn't come back, he wouldn't see him for two days, so she couldn't sleep thinking about him!
As a result, two days later, she didn't come back, and Qian Yingchen couldn't sleep.
The little fat man was chatting with Mr. Ji in the Hou's mansion, knocking on melon seeds and said: "There is a new aunt in the mansion."
Ji Man frowned: "If you have a new aunt, you ran away?"
"Otherwise, I'd be so sad if I stayed." Zhu Yurun said flatly, "I might as well lie to myself that I came to play with you, and the minister is waiting for me at home alone. It's good to think about it this way."
Ji Man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but the little fat man secretly hid under the blanket and cried at night.
Loving someone is really hard work.
On the fourth day, Qian Yingchen, with dark circles under his eyes and a white flag, came to pick him up.
"Go back." He looked at her fiercely.
"Do you miss me?" She looked at him, smiling.
"In no mood!"
"Then did you fall in love with me?" Zhu Yurun was upset.
"I don't love you!" Qian Yingchen grabbed her arm and said, "You go back first!"
"Don't!" The little fat man finally got angry, he pulled the door frame and bared his teeth: "I don't want to and I don't love me, so what do you want me to go back to, go back by yourself!"
Pop, the door closed.
Qian Yingchen was dumbfounded.
After two cups of tea, the little fat man carefully opened a crack in the door and looked out, but there was no one there. Just about to feel depressed, a voice came from below: "I surrender." Qian Yingchen sat on the steps of her room door, covered his forehead helplessly and said, "Grandma, come back with me, if you don't go back , I can’t finish the food in the kitchen.”
He gave up, wanted to leave but was reluctant to leave, he didn't know when it would start, but he couldn't let go of this little fat man.
Maybe it's because she's too heavy, once you hold her, it's hard to let go.
Zhu Yurun grinned, and lifted him up with bouncing jumps: "It's rare that you came to pick me up in person."
"Because this is Marquis Moyu's Mansion." Qian Yingchen closed his eyes and said sadly, "If I had changed to another place, I wouldn't have done such a shameful thing!"
Thanks to my friend Mo Yuhou, I have already cleaned up the onlookers within ten feet of Zhu Yurun's room, otherwise there would be no place to put his face!
"Is it embarrassing to pick me up?" The little fat man pouted unhappily, "Then I'll pick you up next time!"