Girl, there's something wrong with you

Sure enough, as soon as Qingqing said "life and death", Mr. Xie's expression immediately changed.

It is really unlucky to talk about life and death during the Chinese New Year.

After scolding Qingqing a few words, Xie followed Cheng Jinyang for a while and then left with the maid.

Cheng Jinyang secretly realized that the anger in his mother-in-law's reprimand just now was probably 70% false and 30% true.

The real thing is that she heard that the tone of Miss Qingqing's words was serious.

Due to arranged marriages, girls from aristocratic families rarely have true feelings for their husbands before marriage. Even if there is, it will have to wait until marriage.

Now that Qingqing falls early, the advantage is that her relationship with Jinyang is deeper, but the disadvantage is that if Jinyang turns out to be a scumbag, Qingqing will be eaten dry.

As for the seven-point pretense, of course it was for myself to see, to remind myself how much sacrifice Qingqing had made and to treat her well.

But do you still need your mother-in-law to remind you? What is the relationship between me and Qingqing? snort.

"Qingqing." Cheng Jinyang came over to hug her and said touchedly, "Do you want to go on an expedition with me?"

"What else?" Qingqing hugged him with her backhand, "Do you think I will let you hook up with other girls in the name of war?"

"Ahem, I'm really going to fight!" Cheng Jinyang said awkwardly.

"I don't believe it." Qingqing hummed and sat in his arms, looking a little cute and cute. "A war is a war. Who knows if there will be some female adjutant or female prisoner to tease you?"

"When you went to the Central Plains, you said you were investigating the military situation, but what happened? You brought four demons back! This time I won't be with you. Do you want to bring three more back to join the eldest daughter of our family? right?"

"My wife has wronged me! I never meant this for my husband." Cheng Jinyang knew that she was making trouble unreasonably, so he didn't say much and just stopped her words with his mouth.

Qingqing was so breathless from his kiss that she weakly put her hands behind his head and motioned for him to pick her up:

"Go find a side hall where there is no one around, not here..."

Cheng Jinyang picked her up and walked into an unoccupied guest room nearby.

As soon as he closed the door, Qingqing, who was still shy at first, immediately pushed him down on the bed vigorously:

"Didn't you promise my mother that you would do your best to cure my illness? Come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds to see who is better!"

"Then you're done!" Cheng Jinyang immediately turned over and pushed her down. The offensive and defensive momentum changed instantly, "I have taken good care of my body these days, and now I will let you know how powerful I am!"

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Soon both sides suffered losses.

Cheng Jinyang carefully got out of bed, feeling that his body had been hollowed out.

As soon as he put on his pants and shoes, he was kicked by Qingqing from behind.

"You want to leave just like that?!" she said angrily, "Help me get dressed!"

Cheng Jinyang grabbed her white legs that were sticking out of the quilt with his backhand, and began to scratch her soles violently in revenge for being squeezed just now.

"Hahaha... let me go, you bastard... Hahahaha, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, let go..." Qingqing immediately couldn't help laughing and struggled.

It was just because of excessive physical exertion and weak legs that I couldn't break free for a while. He played with the soles of my feet in various ways. It was so uncomfortable that I even spit out my tongue, looking like it was broken.

Cheng Jinyang snorted coldly, then put on the clothes for the exhausted Qingqing, then stood up and said:

"I'm going out. You need to rest for a while."

He closed the door, and Qingqing barely managed to take a breath, picked up the pillow and threw it towards the door.

"That stinky thing full of bad water!" She cursed angrily, suddenly feeling a little aggrieved.

The reason why Cheng Jinyang left quickly was not because he was afraid to stay and continue Qingqing's fight, but because he was worried that he would be noticed by everyone if he disappeared for too long.

In the courtyard, there are continuous lights and dancing fish and dragons.

Cheng Jinyang saw the princess sister standing in front of a plum blossom lantern, lost in thought, so he went over to hold her hand and said with a smile:

"Sister Xinnan, why are you staring at this lamp in a daze? Do you like the poems on it?"

The princess sister looked at him strangely, then retracted her hand calmly, her voice a little nervous:

"Yes, this poem is very well written. I like it very much."

She pushed the blond hair that fell on her cheek behind her ears, as if to fight against her, and the blond hair fell back playfully again.

Cheng Jinyang stared at her side face, and his heart suddenly thumped.

No, this seems to be Luling!

His eyes quickly moved down, and his hands and feet suddenly felt cold.

Oh boy, wearing high heel boots! After all, the two are biological sisters. As soon as she pulls up her figure, her back looks eerily similar to that of the princess sister.

"Someone called me over there. I'll leave first, Sister Xinnan." Cheng Jinyang didn't dare to stay longer. He just pretended to be in the dark and said goodbye to her with a smile.

Slip away, hurry up!

Luling quickly turned his head, showing a hesitant look on his face, but Cheng Jinyang had already run away.

He shuttled back and forth between different courtyards and met many people from the Cheng clan and other aristocratic families, but he never met the girls.

Where did they go? Oops, are you looking for me?

Cheng Jinyang was feeling uneasy, and suddenly he felt something. He turned his head and saw a short-haired girl standing in front of the lamp, turning a marquee.

"Yunyun?"

Lu Qingyun turned around and saw Cheng Jinyang, and raised his eyebrows with a strange expression. He couldn't tell whether he liked it or disliked it.

"Where are the others?" Cheng Jinyang looked around.

"I don't know!" Lu Qingyun glared at him.

Okay, I'm definitely disgusted.

"If you want to find them, why don't you send a text message and ask?" Lu Qingyun said angrily.

"Why didn't I expect..." Cheng Jinyang slapped his head and took out his mobile phone to type.

Then he saw Lu Qingyun folding her arms on her chest and turning her head away angrily.

Looking closely, Yunyun actually looks quite cute. Her short hair is shawl, and the ends are curved into waves. She must have been slightly permed, making her look very playful and lively.

She has a fair and delicate neck, a small face, and a pointed chin. Because she likes to stare, her eyes are also particularly big.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Lu Qingyun showed his small fangs threateningly.

"Has your hair been permed?" Cheng Jinyang asked.

If it were any other girl, he might have said something like "because you're pretty", but such a person is too thin-skinned, so the other person will definitely be embarrassed and angry, so he has to attack in a curved manner.

"I saw a curling iron this morning and tried it out." Lu Qingyun pinched the ends of her hair and said.

"Yes, it suits you very well." Cheng Jinyang said.

"You think my straight hair doesn't look good?" Lu Qingyun narrowed her eyes.

"No way." Cheng Jinyang could not be stumped and said with a smile, "Straight hair looks refreshing, and curly hair looks cute, just like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each is good at winning - of course, the main thing is your facial features."

Lu Qingyun was knocked down by him and became a little shy, humming and speechless.