obsequious

Meiqing was thinking about the flowers and plants that she trampled outside, afraid that Xu An would find out some clues, so she asked, "Your flowers are broken, what should you do if your lord asks?"

"What can I do, I have to tell the truth."

Meiqing heard the man say that, turned her head and said: "No!"

"why?"

"I... I'm afraid I'll hurt Lu Xu, I'll go out and clean it up for you now, so that no one else will see it." He was about to get out of bed.

"Don't move! Let me hold you like this for a while, I don't care about the flowers. Okay?"

The man's voice rang softly in Meiqing's ears, she was a little dazed, she had never heard such gentle words before.Isn't that person always like this?But that person's tenderness is alienated, his thoughtfulness is hypocritical, he just wants to play with himself.

But the man who is holding her tightly now is so emotional and sincere.

Meiqing's heart softened, she didn't understand this man's thoughts, but she suddenly thought of a poem.

A deep love for a few dashes, the sunset in the deep mountains and the late autumn rain.

She turned her head, met the man's bright eyes, and trembled imperceptibly, "Mr. Li, you..."

"I'm tired." He leaned against the quilt and closed his eyes, not giving her a chance to refuse.

Meiqing was firmly surrounded by his strong and powerful arms, with mixed emotions in her heart, this man had obviously only seen each other for less than half a day, why did she feel so familiar?

Her body was still hot, it was not yet dawn, she simply didn't think about it so much, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

On the second day, when the morning sun fell on the bed, Meiqing was startled and got up suddenly.

He was wearing a coarse toga, which seemed to be Li Pinghu's clothes.She raised her sleeve and smelled it, and there was a faint scent of saponin.

Li Pinghu walked in with a basket, smiled and looked at Meiqing, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Meiqing felt the air-conditioning brought by him when he came in, the dew was wet under her robe, she hugged the quilt tightly and asked, "Where did you go?"

He grinned, "I'll clean up the mess for you... Don't worry, I didn't complain to Mr. Xu. I cleaned up the flower garden, and it looks okay now."

Meiqing let go of her hanging heart, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, since you have agreed to be my daughter-in-law, what is this little thing?"

Meiqing was taken aback, staring at a pair of watery eyes and asked: "When did I agree! Don't talk nonsense."

The man put down the basket calmly, and took out two pieces of paper from his arms like a baby, "Look, this is the divorce letter from Lu Xu to you. This is the marriage letter from me to marry you. The evidence is here, you now It's my daughter-in-law!"

Meiqing wanted to take it and read it, but the man smiled and said, "You just look at it in my hand, here, look at it clearly." As if afraid that Meiqing would tear it away, Baba held it in his own hand.

Meiqing looked at his hands, and asked doubtfully, "This...why is this?"

The man put away the marriage certificate and handed the divorce certificate to her, "Look carefully, if you don't believe me, just ask Lu Xu."

Meiqing's eyebrows were twisted into a pimple, she bit her lip and did not speak.

"It's actually like this. Lu Xu didn't like you at first, but he happened to owe me money again, so he gave you to me. Now you are my wife, so you don't have to hide it from now on."

Meiqing silently put away the divorce letter, she suddenly felt ridiculous, as if she was being handed back and forth, no one would ask her what she meant, and no one would care about her opinion.

"What? Are you unhappy to be my daughter-in-law?"

Meiqing shook her head, didn't look at him, but said indifferently: "For a person like me, who cares whether he is happy or sad?"

He looked at the woman with a gloomy expression, and said in a deep voice, "I care. From now on, I won't make you sad."

Meiqing raised her eyes to look at the dignified man. For some reason, she felt that the man's eye sockets were a little red.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because..." He paused, thinking in his heart, because I lost you, I know that I can't leave you.

He coughed a few times suddenly, feeling a hint of sweetness welling up in his throat.The residual poison in his body is still unclear, he doesn't know how long he can live, but every day he lives, he wants to treat her well.

Meiqing didn't hear the answer, but just smiled lightly, she didn't care about these at all.

She smelled a faint fragrance coming out of the basket, and asked, "Is it wintersweet?"

"Yes, the plum blossoms in the courtyard are just in bloom." He stared at her and said softly.

Meiqing nodded, and asked casually, "What are you doing with these plum blossoms?"

"Send it for Shuixie, I heard that the newborn little master likes it very much."

Meiqing's heart trembled.