Poor Lady

After Qi Surong returned home, Gu Jinyun would come every day. The two are deeply affectionate, just like husband and wife, the only difference is the marriage certificate.

During this period of time, many changes have taken place in the court. Several foreign princes have returned to Beijing one after another, and a large number of officials have changed their positions. Among them, the most eye-catching is the appointment of Prime Minister Wang Qinghe. The old prime minister served as an official for fifty years, and successively assisted two emperors. He was respected as the "Emperor Teacher". The impact of his departure on the government is evident.

After Wang Qinghe resigned from office, everyone thought he would return home in fine clothes, but unexpectedly he decided to stay in the capital and bought an old house in Wangu Lane, Dongjie. The former prime minister's mansion was given by the late emperor. After he resigned from office, he returned it on the grounds of "not granting him an emolument if he is not in his position".

Wang Qinghe's two sons have both passed away, the eldest son has no descendants, and the second son has only one seedling, named Rui Ze, who is in his early twenties. Wang Qinghe's daily life is mainly taken care of by his widow-in-law.

Because of the arrival of this old prime minister, the originally deserted Wangu Alley suddenly became lively. From time to time, high-ranking officials and nobles walk around, and many smart people start to buy houses here quietly, and the nearby houses rise with the tide. Before, there were people with bad intentions wandering outside Qi's house, but now they run clean.

Qi Surong's purpose of choosing to buy a house here has finally begun to emerge.

Gu Jinyun thought carefully and asked, "Why did you choose to buy a house here in the first place?"

"Because this place is remote enough and quiet enough." Qi Surong replied with a smile.

Gu Jinyun touched her head and said softly, "Perhaps, you are born blessed."

Qi Surong smiled and rolled her eyes in a happy mood. This was the first time since she was reborn that she felt so relaxed, as if some burden had been lifted. Now that the court situation is turbulent, several princes are fighting openly and secretly, and the emperor has no intention of paying attention to the Qi family.

Her family is safe, her life is worry-free, and she and Gu Jinyun are about to achieve a positive result, which is the result she has been looking forward to for a long time.

Gu Jinyun was the first to notice her change. In the past, she was like flowers and plants in a garden, she lived cautiously and did not dare to stretch out extra branches and leaves; now she is like a bird rushing out of its cage, wanton in the sky. Showing its soaring attitude. This kind of happiness infects him all the time, making him linger, unable to extricate himself.

When I feel good, my body recovers quickly. After dozens of days, Qi Surong could finally leave the room and walk normally.

While she was recovering, Xu Chen communicated with her several times. "Zhuofan" suddenly disappeared for so long, thanks to Xu Chen's help in the aftermath. Especially on the old side of the pavilion, Ben promised to visit every once in a while, but once the reference to Subao was resolved, "Zhuofan" never appeared again. Qi Surong felt very sorry and could only respond by saying that she was sick.

Now that it is very good, Qi Surong once again transformed into Zhuo Fan, and went to thank Xu Chen first, and then went to greet the old man.

Seeing that "he" had a haggard face, and he looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness, the old man's anger dissipated a lot. Although the old man had known her for a long time, he really loved him. Qi Surong secretly decided to regard him as his grandfather, and he must be honored when he has the opportunity.

Qi Surong came out of the Censor's Mansion, passed a dessert shop, and planned to buy some desserts to go back. Unexpectedly, he took a few steps before someone grabbed his shoulders. She looked back and saw that it was Feng Zhan who had not seen him for a long time.

"Brother Zhuo, what a coincidence." Feng Zhan's eyes fell on her face, as if searching for something.

"Master Feng." Qi Surong took a step back and bowed in salute.

"You don't need to be polite." Feng Zhan took her arm and said, "It's fate to meet, so accompany me for a few drinks."

"Master Feng, I'm really sorry, I have something to do with you, why don't we get together another day?" Qi Surong broke free a few times, but he couldn't break free. Seeing this, the attendant behind her hesitated whether to step forward and stop her. After all, there is a difference in honor and inferiority.

"What's the matter with you?" Feng Zhan glanced at the dessert shop and asked, "Give someone dessert?"

Qi Surong paused for a while, stunned, the person had been forcibly pulled into the restaurant by Feng Zhan and entered a wing room.

When the wine and food were served, Qi Surong asked, "Master Feng has something on his mind?"

Feng Zhan took a few sips of wine and said, "I remember that you counted my marriage for me."

"It's just nonsense, adults don't have to take it seriously."

"Really?" Feng Zhan said expressionlessly, "I think it's nonsense too."

Qi Surong silently watched him drink sip after sip, her mood was complicated, and she didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

"Why don't you speak? Haven't you always been good at speaking?" Feng Zhan looked at "him", those eyes, that nose, and those lips really looked like her. Looking at it, he was a little crazy.

Qi Surong didn't pay attention to his changes, and smiled lightly: "My lord is in a bad mood, I just need someone to accompany me to relieve my boredom. If you don't speak, what is there... lord?"

In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled it closer, and a smell of alcohol hit his face.

"Su Rong..." Feng Zhan's eyes blurred, and he reached out to touch his face.

"Lord Feng, what are you doing?" Qi Surong's heart skipped a beat, and she jerked back, avoiding his fingers.

Feng Zhan returned to his senses, let go of her hand, and backed away: "I'm sorry, I'll treat it as someone else, you guys... are very similar."

Qi Surong's expression was a little unnatural, and she remained silent.

"Why don't you ask me who that person is?" Feng Zhan asked.

"This is Lord Feng's private matter, and I shouldn't ask more about it."

"Hahaha..." Feng Zhan said with a smile, "I'm afraid you've already figured it out, right?" He leaned over and asked again, "Zhuo Fan, you said, 'Man's destiny is not determined by heaven, and the result of divination can be used as a warning Use it, but you can't let it go', that is to say, people can change their fate?"

Qi Surong paused and said, "I also said below, 'It's better to take a small step back if you can't get it by force'."

Feng Zhan narrowed his eyes: "You mean, let me give up?"

"Knowing how to choose and choose is also a way of living in the world."

"Bang!" Feng Zhan slammed the wine glass on the table and said angrily: "Choose? For her, I can give up everything. But why did she choose to compromise? My parents are just blocking it everywhere, why won't the Qi family let it go? I meet her?"

"You can give up everything for her, so are you sure she is willing to give up everything for you?" Qi Surong asked tentatively.

Feng Zhan was stunned, looked at her and said, "What?"

Qi Surong said again: "You can ignore your parents' objections or your own future, but what about her? Can she still be with you without any grudges on the premise that you have made great sacrifices for her? Feelings are mutual. Yes, it's not just a sacrifice to make things happen. And, how can you be sure that she loves you as much as you love her?"

Feng Zhan recalled the time when he was with her. Her gentleness, her dependence, and her closeness were all revealed when she was sick. However, she knew that she was taking care of her, so her reaction should be real. Feng Zhan never thought that Qi Surong might not love him at all!

When he thought of this possibility, Feng Zhan's whole body seemed to be frozen.

Qi Surong felt guilty, but she couldn't respond anyway. Thinking that he never married in the last life, Qi Surong felt extremely uncomfortable. Although it may not be because of himself, Feng Zhan's temperament is stubborn, and once he is tempted, it is difficult to change.

"Master Feng, I have something important to do next, let's go ahead and say goodbye." Qi Surong couldn't stay any longer, she didn't know how to get along with Feng Zhan.

"Can't you stay with me for a while?" Feng Zhan's expression stiffened.

"Sorry." Qi Surong saluted, turned around and prepared to go out.

Feng Zhan grabbed her hand, forcibly pulled her back to her seat, and ordered, "Don't go!"

He filled Qi Surong's glass with wine: "Drink with me! If you don't have a drink with me, you don't want to leave this wing today!"

Qi Surong frowned: "Master Feng..."

"Call me Big Brother Feng!" Feng Zhan handed the wine glass to Qi Surong, staring at her with burning eyes.

Qi Surong hesitated for a moment, then took the glass, Feng Zhan raised his glass, touched her, and drank it in one gulp.

He filled the cup and said faintly, "You have to drink as much as I drink. If you don't drink it yourself, I will feed you it myself."

"Lord Feng," Qi Surong said, "I'm not strong enough to drink, so I should make amends for a drink. Next time I have a chance, how about entertaining Lord Feng?"

Saying that, Qi Surong reluctantly drank the glass of wine.

"Very good." Feng Zhan gave her another cup.

"Master Feng..." Qi Surong said urgently.

"It's called Brother Feng."

"Okay, Brother Feng, please let go and let me go."

"No, I want you to accompany me today." Feng Zhan held Qi Surong's hand in one hand, raised a glass with the other and drank.

Qi Surong never knew that Feng Zhan was such a strong person, so she was anxious and had to shout outside the door: "Lu Xian..."

Unexpectedly, just as she opened her mouth, Feng Zhan took a chopstick and stuffed the chicken into her mouth.

Qi Surong bit the chicken, blushed, and glared at him with anger in his eyes.

Feng Zhan laughed and said, "If you dare to call someone, I will continue to stuff meat into your mouth."

Qi Surong had this piece of chicken in his mouth. He didn't eat it, and it didn't matter if he didn't eat it. In the end, she sighed secretly, forget it, since resistance is useless, it is better to follow him first.

She calmed down and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

Feng Zhan has been paying attention to her every move, seeing her relaxed expression and eased emotions.

The two of them drank and ate food. They never spoke again, and the room was silent.

Although Qi Surong tried to avoid drinking too much, after a few drinks, he was already a little drunk. Knowing that she couldn't stay here, she secretly observed Feng Zhan's expression.

After a while, she got up and took a step back and said, "Big Brother Feng, you're not too drunk. Let's stop here today, please let me leave."

Feng Zhan shook the jug and said, "There are still two jugs left, come and finish drinking with me."

Qi Surong didn't want to talk to him, she turned around and walked out the door.

Feng Zhan turned around to block her way, put one hand on the door, and said displeasedly, "If you say you have a drink with me, you will be let go. What are you doing in such a hurry? Are you afraid that I won't eat you?"

Seeing his drunken expression, Qi Surong didn't want to provoke him, so he said softly, "Brother Feng, you won't let me go, at least let me make it easier?"

"Convenient?" Feng Zhan approached him and said lazily, "How do I know if you will come back after you go to Convenience?"

"Why don't you go together?" she suggested.

"I have no urge to urinate."

"..." Well, she is now dressed in men's clothes, and she can't expect someone to maintain a gentleman's demeanor in front of her, but your Excellency has no urge to urinate, and you can't stop others from urinating!

"Su Rong..." Feng Zhan's consciousness was hazy, and the person he missed seemed to overlap with the young man in front of him. He hooked on "his" waist and slowly approached "him".

Qi Surong was startled, she lifted her foot and stepped on Feng Zhan's instep. Feng Zhan felt pain and let go of his hand.

Qi Surong took the opportunity to open the door to escape, but as soon as she went out, she ran into the arms of another man.