The Transmigrating Beauty is Poisonous

Qin Zheng's daily schedule is very regular, getting up early for a walk, going to the study after breakfast, and then staying in the study all day, and sometimes Ye Zhen will send some refreshments. He would come to her yard for dinner with her, because Ye Zhen would walk with him in the garden sooner or later, he kept this in mind, except for the physical inconvenience to go out, he never missed a day.

Ye Zhen took the candied haws to find Qin Zheng. At that time, he was standing in front of the case and walking like a dragon with a writing brush. His face was like a crown, and his figure was thin. He was sick, and he was also a praiseworthy young man.

Seeing her come back, he put aside his pen and asked with a smile how well she was playing outside?

Ye Zhen said yes, saying that because the open market is very lively, he also saw a lot of weird things: "I bought a candied haws to give you a taste."

She walked to the desk and saw that Qin Zheng was writing a scripture.

His handwriting is as thin as his own, and he is very powerful.

Qin Zheng stretched out his palm, Ye Zhen put a small hand into his palm, and was led by him to sit next to him: "If you like, eat more. If it is not enough, you can let the kitchen do it."

Ye Zhen held two bunches of candied haws and pursed her lips and smiled, and looked at him seriously and said, "Master Hou treats me very well." She handed a bunch of candied haws to his mouth, smiling innocent and pure, "Master Hou" Taste it, it's sweet and sweet."

Qin Zheng looked at the candied haws handed to his mouth. The candied haws were red and round, covered with a layer of icing, and he could feel that it was really sweet and sweet before he even tasted it.

But Qin Zheng did not eat. He held Ye Zhen's hand with one hand, and covered her face with the other. His thumb rubbed the wound on her lips, his eyes were slightly deep: "Why hurt?"

As soon as Ye Zhen entered the door, he saw the wound on her lips.

Because her appearance is too good, her hands are like catkins, her skin is like fat, her neck is like grubs, her teeth are like rhinoceros, her head and eyebrows, her beautiful smile, her beautiful eyes and her beautiful eyes are not exaggerated.

It's just a little hurt, it's hard for people to ignore it on such an enchanting face.

His cold fingertips gently pressed her lips, and saw her cheeks reddened, her eyes drooping, and her lips seemed to be a little nervous, and a little hard to speak.

"Ok?"

She finally raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes full of shame and tenderness: "...just when I was eating outside, I accidentally knocked."

Qin Zheng smiled in silence, "What is so delicious?"

"Husband, don't laugh at me."

"You are so careless, but still hurt?"

Ye Zhen shook his head and said, "It doesn't seem to hurt that much."

Qin Zheng looked at her beautiful clean eyes, the corner of her eyes fell on the wound on her lips, and his thumb gently pressed her full lips: "Be careful in the future."

She nodded and hummed softly.

Qin Zheng looked at her nodding earnestly, bowed his head and kissed her lips. Her face was slightly red, and his tongue licked the wound. It was soft and soft, and gradually heavier. There was still a slight pain in the ground, Ye Zhen frowned and pushed him: "Husband, the holy place in the study, don't mess around."

Qin Zheng squeezed her waist tightly.

After a few days, Qin Zheng in the night entangled her for a long time. This day, he seemed to like to kiss her lips very much. He kept sucking on the wounds on her lips. The times were light and heavy, and the breath was entangled. Want to cry.

His kisses are as clean as his people, with a faint tea fragrance, fascinating.

Ye Zhen's whole person was in a daze, still remembering to catch him a few times to vent his anger. He found out in time that he held his little hand and pressed his fingers against the pillow. He kissed her ears and pestered her more deeply. , In a few clicks, let her hum to beg for mercy, call her husband and wife softly...

Qin Zheng never emphasized desires. When he met her, he could always burn countless flames.

When Ye Zhen got up in the morning, she found that her lips were a little red and swollen. Xiaoxi blushed and felt distressed when she saw her. There was also some guilty conscience. She remembered the troubles during the night... Obviously, why did her lady still Can't get pregnant?

"Miss, do you want to ask an imperial doctor to get the pulse?"

"No need to."

She slept three poles in the sun before getting up. After getting up and washing up, she lazily sat by the window with her cheeks supported. Qin Zheng came over during lunch. Ye Zhen got up to meet him, and he stood up with his hands. She seemed to feel uncomfortable. When I looked up at him, I couldn't help but stared at him, his beautiful face was blushing and slightly annoyed, innocent, clean and the most charming and charming.

Qin Zheng coughed lightly, then turned around and ordered someone to prepare a meal.

The next few days were calm, Ye Zhen did not go out of the house anymore, the wound on her lip had long since healed, and there was nothing unusual. Ye Zhen had nothing to do in the house every day, or walk in the garden. , Or just let the kitchen make some cakes and soups and send them to the study, she will also go over, watch Qin Zheng copy one scripture after another.

Ye Zhen once asked him why he likes to copy scriptures, Qin Zheng smiled helplessly and shook his head, saying that he was used to it and didn't mean anything special.

Ye Zhen snorted, holding his arm full of dependence and trust.

At the end of May, Qin Zheng got up earlier that day and called her out of bed. He looked at her tenderly and said, "Before you were all going to the street alone, this time I will accompany you for a walk."

Ye Zhen buried himself in the quilt and said, "But I'm so tired, I still want to sleep and don't want to walk around."

He stroked her cheek: "How about tomorrow?"

Ye Zhen smiled and nodded and said okay, then took his hand and said, "Master Hou accompany me again."

Qin Zheng lay down beside her, patted her on the back and said, "Go to sleep, I will get up again when you fall asleep."

Ye Zhen hummed, closed his eyes and buried him in his chest and soon fell asleep again.

...

Wei Ziyu hadn't heard from there for nearly half a month, and since that day, she hadn't shown up again, let alone in the teahouse.

Anyone who knows Wei Ziyu knows that he has been in a bad mood these days, and anyone who is a little smart will not approach him. Can Li Wen guess why Wei Ziyu is in a bad mood? Isn't it because of the vain woman?

But she has already become a relative, and his prince doesn't know, why is she still obsessed with it?

Girl Li is indeed as beautiful as a fairy daughter, but what is the status of the prince, and what kind of woman he wants, is it not a matter of a word?

He was slanderous for half a day, and happened to receive a message from outside the palace saying that it was Miss Li who appeared on the street again and went to the teahouse. Wei Ziyu was happy right now. She went there, which means that she still has him in her heart. He was thinking of him, but he was not happy too early, and he heard: It's just that this time there is a man next to her, and the two behave even close.

Wei Ziyu slapped the desk to pieces: "This **** thing!"

The people all over the hall were so frightened that they all knelt down, calling for His Highness to calm down, holding their breath and not daring to come out.

Li Wen also knelt on the ground, thinking that this girl Li was too courageous, and she dared to bring the wild man to his master. Is it too long? He still knew Wei Ziyu's thoughts well, and said cautiously: "His Royal Highness, it is rumored that there are many new things brought by people from overseas in the market during this period. Would you like to check it out?"

Wei Ziyu shook his robe and shouted, "Shut up!"

Li Wen shut his mouth wittily and knocked his head on the ground.

Wei Ziyu's looks are extremely handsome, with sword eyebrows flying diagonally into the temple, dark pupils, a tall nose, slightly thin lips, and deep contours of the jaw.

At this moment, he was angry, and even more heroic, the cold light in his eyes could make people freeze three feet, and the awe-inspiring momentum made people afraid to look directly.

He took out a piece of letter paper from the desk, the handwriting on the paper was beautiful and neat, he read it word by word, feeling the unfeeling indifference of the woman, and the full of pain and depression turned into hate.

She is just a woman who admires vanity, why should he remember her?

He squeezed the letter paper tightly in his palm and sneered.

Another half month is the birthday of the sage. If she really marries a high-ranking official, prince and general, they will definitely meet again during the game.

He doesn't believe it, and she will do nothing by then.

He forced himself not to think about the unfeeling woman, but couldn't help asking, "What did they do?"

Li Wen shook his legs and said: "In the market, I bought a lot of snacks, and also bought three bunches of candied haws, and then went to the teahouse to rest when I was tired... They talked and laughed, and they seemed to be in a good relationship..."

Wei Ziyu waved off the teacup on the table: "Shut up!"

Li Wen: "..."

In the next few days, Wei Ziyu's mood worsened every day. Many people offended his anger and were driven away. Even Li Wen was cautious about being affected.

At this time, Ye Min still tried his best to get close to Wei Ziyu, taking advantage of the opportunity of entering the palace to please the queen mother, always thinking of seeing him more, and dressing himself up like a flower every day. It's a pity that Wei Ziyu didn't get a look back either.

Ye Min was so angry that Wei Ziyu never gave her a chance since she was a child. She is obviously not ugly, she is still a well-known talented woman in Beijing, and her father is a high-ranking father. Why can't Wei Ziyu give her a look back?

If she and Ye Zhen had a face that harmed the country and the people, would he see her?

Ye Min was a little discouraged, and Liu said: "A few days later, it will be the birthday of the sage. You want an ingenious gift to give. If the sage treats you with admiration, the prince will naturally not despise you anymore, let alone the age of marriage. , If the Lord is happy..."

Ye Min moved in his heart and said, "Is this feasible? I spent half a year copying a scripture on the Queen Mother’s birthday, and the prince didn’t take a look at me. Mother, do you think the prince has a favorite? Woman?"

Liu said, "How is this possible? I have never heard of this. Don't be suspicious. Besides, there is not even a concubine beside the prince. How can there be a woman he likes? He just hasn't learned anything yet."

Ye Min bit her lip. She didn't know why this feeling would get stronger and stronger. She just thought that Wei Ziyu might be a woman she liked. But as soon as Liu was said, she also thought it might be her random thoughts. If the prince has a woman he likes, how can there be no movement? In his capacity, isn't it just a catch? Maybe she really wanted something wrong.

She stabilized her mind, thinking about what kind of gift should be given to the present-day saint to be considered ingenious?

Recently, the Hou Mansion was also worried about the birthday of the holy birthday. Ye Zhen went to the warehouse in the mansion to look at it. There were gold and silver jewelry, and valuable calligraphy and painting. Unfortunately, this is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the wealthy country today, Ye Zhen did not think about it. Too brilliant, not satisfactory, but it's good.

She was worried for a few days, and finally chose a birthday greeting picture, Qin Zhengcai said: "In previous years, I sent scriptures copied by myself."

Ye Hao squeezed his hand angrily and said, "Master Hou didn't tell me earlier. I knew I didn't bother. Seeing that I can't eat well these days and sleep well, my hair has fallen better."

Qin Zheng smiled and let her squeeze for a while: "I see you have nothing to do all day, just to resolve the boredom."

Ye Zhen said: "I have to serve Lord Hou every day, why am I boring?"

He coughed, nodded her forehead, and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense."

She blushed: "Master Hou, don't think about it..."

"Well, I didn't think much about it."

"..."

She buried him directly in his chest, grabbing his clothes, and quickly being played with by the man's little hands. It was very pleasant to hear the hoarse chuckle in his throat.

On the birthday of the saint, Ye Zhen and Qin Zheng got up early, packed up, and drove to the palace in a carriage.

There are really few people in Beijing who have seen Ye Zhen. When she appeared with Qin Zheng, she immediately evoked a burst of exclamation, admiration and jealousy. Of course, some people sympathized with her that she would become a widow soon. The beauty actually married Qin Zheng who stepped into the coffin? Ye Xiang was really willing.

Ye Min squeezed her handkerchief when she saw Ye Zhen, who had caused a small sensation, and then she smiled coldly, how beautiful? Can you make trouble if you are married? Even when the prince's elder brother saw Ye Zhen, she was not afraid. Ye Zhen, who had been married, was not even fit to serve as a side room for the prince.

Wei Ziyu put on a black robe, a jade crown in his hair, a jade pendant around his waist, a pair of sword eyebrows flying diagonally into the temple, his jet-black eyes were sharp like knives, and the whole person stood there with boundless aura.

His face was cold, and when the time was almost he raised his foot to Linde Hall.

Now the courtiers and family members were all waiting there. With the arrival of the prince, the hall where there were many voices was quiet, and they got up and saluted.

Ye Zhen was sitting next to Qin Zheng, talking to him in a low voice. Hearing the movement, he immediately got up, only having time to see a tall black figure coming from outside the hall and crawling on the ground, welcoming the Prince's arrival!

"Be flat, today is my father's birthday, so don't be too polite."

This unusually familiar voice almost immediately caused Ye Zhen to raise her head. She looked at him abruptly, and he was also looking at her. The cold eyes were sparkling and the expression was deep, making people unable to see the slightest emotion. The shock and surprise on her face did not hide her red lips and her face pale.

Soon, she lowered her head hastily, and Wei Ziyu could only see the top of her black hair.

Wei Ziyu squeezed his fist, and withdrew his gaze without a trace.

Obviously there were so many people, but he still recognized her at a glance. He finally saw another look in her eyes. It was no longer the gentle and calm as before. He looked at his eyes like a stranger, thinking In this way, the former friendship can be put aside?

And she was sitting next to Qin Zheng, Ye Xiang's eldest daughter, Ye Zhen? Li Zhen?

He endured and endured, and finally restrained himself from taking her away from here without gaffe.

Ye Zhen was helped to get up by the maid next to her, she sat back next to Qin Zheng again, and saw him smiling softly, she didn't seem to notice the slightest strangeness.

She sat aside, quietly lowered her eyes, and never looked up at Wei Ziyu again, but could hear his voice clearly, and listened to him to speak loudly, which was complimented.

In fact, in the host’s memory, she has never been to this banquet. The relationship between her and Qin Zheng is not too bad, but it is not good. She always remembers a man in her heart, worrying about him and becoming sick for a long time. It's getting worse. She happened to be in bed for a few days, otherwise she would know early that the man she was reading was noble and not a little scholar.

She and him may have another ending.

He would not refuse anyone who toasted Wei Ziyu. After drinking a few glasses, his eyes always glanced over the woman opposite him.

Wei Ziyu had heard some rumors about Ye Zhen, she was the eldest daughter of the Ye family but did not grow up in the Xiangfu, because she had a bad life, the Taoist monk once predicted that if she continued to live in the Xiangfu, she would die early. Ye Xiangai's daughter eagerly could only send her away, until she reached the age of fifteen, she was not picked up after she booked a marriage more than half a year ago, and married into the Hou's mansion half a year after she returned to Xiangfu.

Over there Qin Zheng suddenly shook Ye Zhen's hand, and asked her warmly, "Are there any discomforts?"

Ye Zhen smiled and shook his head and said, "It's okay, but I'm too nervous. I'm afraid I might make a mistake and cause trouble to Master Hou."

Qin Zhengdao: "Don't worry, you have done well."

Ye Zhen: "Thank you Lord Hou."

Qin Zheng stroked the hair that fell on her cheek, and she lowered her head with a smile.

Wei Ziyu picked up the glass and drank it violently. The bottom of the glass hit the table with a bang.

Li Wen, who was waiting by his side, stared straight. Although he guessed that Miss Li might appear on the birthday of the sage, he never thought that Miss Li would become Miss Ye, and her husband was still a sick child Qin Zheng. !

These two people are still open and loving in front of his prince...

He looked down at the Prince's smiling but gloomy face, and couldn't help but shiver.

During the period, Ye Zhen went out, and the maid accompanied her to the dressing room. When she came out, the maid was no longer there. She looked in the corridor and was going to walk back. The wrist was tight, and then she was staggered and pulled away. Seeing the man's tall and condensed back, he didn't shake it for a few times, and he could only respectfully say: "Prince, please let go."

She heard him let out a cold chick, pinched her wrist harder, the pace was very fast, she had to trot to keep up, until he dragged her around the complex corridor to a rockery in the garden, he pushed her against On the stone wall, the body pressed, fingers pinched her chin, "Miss Li, who are you?"

Ye Zhen looked up at him: "Then who are you? Is it Prince Wei or His Royal Highness?"

"We are with each other." Wei Ziyu curled her lower lips and said, "So your so-called Ruyi Langjun is the sick young man Qin Zheng, so you can't wait to be a widow?"

Ye Zhen: "Don't curse my husband, I believe he will live for a long time-well!"

"Shut up!" He suddenly squeezed her chin, and she couldn't speak, his eyes looked very bad, "Don't call his husband in front of me, what is he!"

She opened her eyes wide and looked at him. They were bright and unwilling to show weakness. Wei Ziyu was in a daze when she saw him. A long time ago, she liked to look at him with such beautiful eyes, but she was full of joy and attachment when she saw him. , Unlike now, it's all about competing and indifferent.

There was a pain in his heart, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

This time is different from the last time. Last time he bit her. This time he was really kissing her, fierce and passionate, as if pouring all of his loss and pain during this period of time into it. She was so tight as to cut her back.

He kissed, and suddenly tasted a bit of bitterness. He opened his eyes and saw that her eyes were drenched with tears, and the corners of her eyes were soaked with tears. He was taken aback, and finally eased. The kiss became tender and lingering, and his fingers touched her eyes .

"Zhen Zhen..."

"His Royal Highness, I am married, I am now Madam Hou."