After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 19

[Chapter Nineteen Suspicion]

In the huge begonia flower forest, only one deep tree hole after another is left, which is completely devastated.

Zheng Wan covered her mouth, her tears couldn’t stop but she was still nodding desperately, for fear that he would take the sword and kill the prince. Cui Wang let go of her, turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, seeing that she didn’t keep up, he turned his head and looked puzzled:

“Don’t go?”

Zheng Wan seemed to have just regained her senses, followed after a few steps, and suddenly burst into laughter.

“What are you laughing at?”

Cui Wang glanced at her, there were still tears on the small slap on his face, the long eyelashes were wet, and the corners of his lips were stained with blood, but it seemed that there was a sudden layer of blood.

“Cui Wang, are you jealous?”

Zheng Wan looked at him and grinned, she walked backwards with her hands behind her back, her laughter was clear and lingering, like the spring water that thawed in March, clean and brisk.

“envy?”

Cui Wang stopped, “What is jealousy?”

Zheng Wan choked, and then she thought that this person had only lived with a sword in his arms from the beginning to the end, and he was lonely and unpopular.

“Forget it, don’t talk about that.”

Anyway, she achieved her goal.

Since Cui Wang had done such things to her, he naturally wouldn’t leave her alone.

Zheng Wan looked around, looking around, the walls and tiles were custom-made, not like ordinary people. “Where is this? Mr. Cui, you broke the owner’s Begonia Forest and you have to pay.”

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

A rude servant in a grey sackcloth with a rope tied at his waist came through the Moon Gate in front of him with a wailing cry, and when he saw Cui Wang, he fell to the ground and bowed: “Master National Teacher, I don’t know where the little thief came from, and you only planted it yesterday. Huo Huo gave the begonia tree down!”

Zheng Wan: …

She seemed to feel a flock of crows flying over her head.

Can’t stop laughing:

“Yeah, where is the little thief who dared to ruin the feng shui of the National Teacher’s Mansion.”

Only then did the poor servant realize that there was a pretty little lady standing beside the lord, and he didn’t dare to look at it after only one glance. He thought that if the first beauty in Beijing, Miss Zheng, had this half beauty, it wouldn’t be an infatuation. After a while, I thought that the Master National Teacher is not as innocent as his face, and that mouth… was bitten.

How intense.

No one knew that the rude servant was howling, and his heart was twitching, and Cui Wang walked right past him:

“Have someone clean it up.”

“Yes, yes, it makes sense to be small.”

The rough servant lay on the ground, only to hear that the national teacher, who was as cold as ice, actually had the patience to accompany the little lady from the inside to the outside, and the words didn’t jump out one by one. I don’t know if it was an illusion. Out of a little mildness.

The rough servant made his own imagination tremble, and finally shook off the feeling of being just now, and went to stare at the hollowed-out tree hole in a daze: Could it be that some immortal passed by, and he really couldn’t see the begonia flower, so he took it easy Pulled? Otherwise, how can it be so neat?

“Mr. Choi—”

Zheng Wan followed Cui Wang out of the Moon Gate and walked around the small lake. After only a few steps, she stopped abruptly, “May Mother Wan come to your house tomorrow?”

Cui Wang was silent, seeing that he didn’t answer, Zheng Wan grabbed his sleeve again and shook it:

“Mr. Choi~~~”

The voice swayed, sweet to the teeth, Cui Wang was forced to make a “uh”.

“That’s settled.”

Zheng Wan said with a smile, her eyes curved into a crescent moon again, “Miss Wan still wants to see the Begonia tree tomorrow, okay?”

Cui Wang then drew back his sleeves:

“Go to Yanchun Garden.”

The turbulent emotions just now dissipated like the tide, but there was always a little ripple left. Cui Wang looked at her pursed lips, and magically stretched out his fingertips to wipe for her.

Zheng Wan only felt that his lips hurt when he wiped them.

Cui Wang’s fingers were also like jade carvings. The phalanges were slender and the joints were distinct, but they had calluses. They didn’t look comfortable at all. It made her uncomfortable, so she couldn’t help but step back:

“pain.”

Cui Wang restrained her:

“do not move.”

The drooping eyes clearly saw undercurrents surging again, and Zheng Wan immediately did not dare to move.

Today’s Cui Wang is a powder keg, so don’t provoke him.

The little lady’s lips were rubbed bright red, but she was very obedient. She didn’t say a word. She only looked at him sincerely with those black and white eyes, all of which were full of affection. Cui Wang snorted:

“Don’t use peach blossom paper again.”

“I made the peach blossom paper myself!” Zheng Wan said with a hurried expression and angrily, “The prince, when he quit his relationship, he set me on fire!”

Cui Wang was noncommittal, and he couldn’t tell whether he believed it or not. He just wrapped his arms around him. Zheng Wan only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and she arrived at Liluoyuan again, not far from Lijia Pavilion.

“Don’t mention the word ‘Prince’ in the future.”

He bowed his head to her.

“Why?”

Although Zheng Wan knew that even the big yellow dog raised by the concierge knew how to occupy the land, she didn’t expect that the temperament that Cui Wang called the love gu was so domineering that he wouldn’t even say a word.

“I’m not happy.”

Since Zheng Wan and the two of them walked back and forth, Rong Qin became stubborn and lacked interest in the pavilion. After half an hour, he saw a pair of people under the pavilion dressed very familiarly from a distance. He was about to take a closer look, but heard With a dozen folding fans of King Huai in my ear:

“How does this king look like a national teacher?”

Look more and more like.

Not to mention that the arrogance of the national teacher is rare in the world, even the height is also a standout. Among the sons who come and go, there is no one taller than him, not to mention the wide robe…

“It’s a national teacher!”

King Huai folding fan.

Rong Qin stared at the little lady who was so close beside the national teacher, and his heart was shocked. If there was anyone in Shangjing besides Aye Aniang, who she was most familiar with, it would definitely be Zheng Wan.

“County Lord, then, is that Lady Wan?!”

Jiang Sanniang answered for her, and the people in the pavilion looked at each other in dismay, “Didn’t you say that Wanniang took and offended the national teacher to death?”

The King of Jin said cheerfully: “You don’t understand this. Between men and women, if they respect each other like a guest, it’s called living as a partner, and either one will do. This hatred desires to die, and love desires to live. One moment is the enemy of life and death, the next moment is inseparable, and no one can leave another, that is called love, called love.”

Rong Qin’s face turned black.

However, Rong Yi was not happy, so she stretched out her hand and gestured down: “Wan Niang, the national teacher, the banquet will start in a while.”

Zheng Wan raised her head and shook her hand, revealing her white teeth: “Master Ting, come here.”

Seeing that Cui Wang was about to leave, she grabbed his sleeve and told him:

“King Jin wrote a poem for me before.”

In fact, in Shangjing, which of the young gentlemen who can drop their book bags a little has not written poems for her?

Cui Wang retracted his sleeves and walked up the stairs:

“Let’s go.”

Only then did Zheng Wan lift her skirt and follow.

——

After the banquet in Yanchun Garden, everyone in Shangjing knew that the National Teacher and the Zheng family were afraid to rebuild their old friendship.

Master Guo Shi, who is so cold and doesn’t care about everything, can patiently spend a day in the garden with Mrs. Zheng, and in the evening, he sent someone to send him back——

It can be seen that there has been a lot of rumors before, and what kind of wishful thinking, infatuation and wrong payment, are all fake.

The truth of the matter is: the Zheng family climbed another tall branch and wanted the chicken and the dog to ascend to the sky.

On the night of the banquet, how many little ladies covered the quilt and cried a lot for this spring boudoir’s dream, and there was more hatred on Zheng’s head.

But she didn’t care, and the next day, she happily went to the National Teacher’s House on the frame.

Day three.

Fourth day.

fifth day.

…

Day by day.

The National Teacher’s House originally only had a few rough servants, all of them men. For her, she also hired a few female servants, but Mrs. Zheng is like an old hen who protects her calf, and she chooses the ugly, fat, and old. Stay, and the young and beautiful ones will find fault and tick them out.

This matter, once it spreads, it is said twice.

One said that Mrs. Zheng could become the master of the National Teacher’s House, and she was obviously the future hostess. Second, she began to say that she was so jealous before she got married. Isn’t she a jealous woman?

The national teacher is also suffering.

“Cui Wang, are you suffering?”

Zheng Wan nestled in the wooden barrel and asked Cui Wang, who was standing upright outside the door.

Every day she came, Cui Wang didn’t know how to think about it. Every day she took a bucket of medicine and told her to soak it. If she didn’t soak it for two hours, she wouldn’t let it go. Zheng Wan soaked it for a month. also slipped.

On the other hand, Granny Jhin woke up halfway and told her that it was called fighting, saying that her lover had planned for her to make her suffer for the rest of her life, so as to prepare for the future.

So Zheng Wan asked a few times, but couldn’t find it from the saw-mouth gourd, so she didn’t ask at all, just obediently soaked it.

Cui Wang was not surprised and didn’t answer.

When Zheng Wan arrived, she was brought out by two wooden puppets sent by Cui Wang, but today… She rolled her eyes, stepped on a circle of water stains on purpose, and slid down with an “ouch”.

Wooden puppets are wooden puppets, and the joints are not flexible enough to hold.

Zheng Wan closed her eyes and waited. Sure enough, when there was a gust of wind, Cui Wang picked her up, raised his hand and rolled up a large sleeved shirt on the wooden screen and hurriedly rolled it up, looking at her blankly:

“The wooden puppet supports you.” It won’t fall.

Zheng Wan pouted: “Well, I stepped on the water.”

She looked at his red ears and couldn’t help reaching out to touch them. As soon as her thin white arms were stretched out, she told him to stuff them in. Zheng Wan said angrily, “Cui Wang, I sent that little peach blossom last time. Are you angry?”

The relationship between the two is very strange.

Not to mention, not a fiancée, Cui Wang treats her as a property, and does not let others touch or let others see her. Even Huidai is not allowed to enter in the medicinal bath.

As for Zheng Wan, she is not a mistress, but looks like a mistress. She came to be the head of the National Teacher’s House, and Cui Wang followed her.

“Little Peach Blossom? Who?”

Cui Wang frowned and carried her to the soft slump behind the Bisha closet.

Just as he was about to get up, he asked Zheng Wan to wrap his arms around his neck, and the fragrant and soft female body clinged to it, and the fragrance disturbed his spirit.

“Then you’re not angry?” Zheng Wan looked unhappy, “Who told her to look at you like a dog looks at a bone, I’m not happy.”

“whatever.”

Cui Wang never cared about this, so he squeezed a trick to dry her hair, and when Zheng Wan was clamoring for not applying the balm, he took the balm on the side for her and smeared it on.

Zheng Wan lay down comfortably, feeling only comfortable.

Who would have thought that the cold swordsman had such a gentle and meticulous side – A Niang was right, a man needs to be trained, act like a spoiled child, and shed a few tears, he can’t stand it anymore.

It’s a pity that Cui Wang refused to take the initiative no matter what she tried to seduce, except for a kiss that day.

Zheng Wan saw that he had recruited a wooden puppet to serve her and dressed herself, but she stood aside without squinting, and couldn’t help but Coke: “Cui Wang, I’m ready.”

Only then did Cui Wang look at her.

The woman had just taken a bath, and Bai Fufu’s skin was covered with a layer of light pink. Now she was wearing a bright red gauze. For a moment:

“Don’t wear it like this outside.”

Zheng Wan felt strange and looked down at herself: “Rong Yi and the others all dress like this.”

very beautiful.

“They are them, and you are you.”

Zheng Wan ignored him, she dressed as she liked.

He stepped on the cushion and ran to Cui Wang, raised his head and said, “Today is my birthday.”

“How are you doing?”

Zheng Wan only felt that his eyes seemed to see her thoughts, but he still wanted to say:

“You make a wish for me.”

Cui Wang looked at her: “Why?”

“Well, I can’t think of it for the time being.” Zheng Wan rolled her eyes, “When I think about it, how about you let me do what I want?”

Cui Wang ticked the corner of his mouth: “It’s outdated and invalid.”

Zheng Wan shook her head, but she refused. Jianjun has always kept his promises, and what he said was an oath, and he never broke his word. She had to be willing to keep it in her hands to guarantee the bottom line. If something went wrong, she wouldn’t be empty.

“You answer me, okay?”

She tugged at his sleeve again and shook it, her voice soft and sweet, like eating honey. Seeing that he was unmoved, Zheng Wan stood on tiptoe again, pulled him to bend over, and touched his cold lips: “Are you okay? Is it okay?”

“good.”

Cui Wang pushed her away dumbly, his eyes were heavy, as if he was going to eat her.

Zheng Wan smiled like a little fox who stole the fishy fish: “Okay, pull the hook?”

After pulling the tick and sending the person out, Cui Wang’s face sank.

“Ancestor, do you understand?”

The old ancestor, who was soaked in the sea of knowledge, lay on his back on the water: “What did you ask the old man to check?”

“The mood is not right.”

Cui Wang said, “When I saw her smiling, I was happy, like a hundred flowers in full bloom; when I saw her crying, I was at a loss, like falling into an abyss. When I saw her smiling at others—”

“I just want to cut the man into eight pieces and roll it in a frying pan, right?”

Cui Wang heard that he answered “yes” with difficulty.

“Silly boy, this is all love.”

The old ancestor sighed softly, “Love makes people not like themselves.”

“Yes.”

The rain fell quietly, hitting the blooming begonia tree, dripping, and petals falling to the ground.