Qin Wuyan's fingertips caressed her slightly frowning brows, "Come out of Min Mansion, thinking that the time with you will be less and less, and the internal affairs will be more and more, afraid that you will complain to me, so I will try to be cute, I want to buy something to compensate you and please you."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

What Qin Wuyan said was humble, for a priest in charge of power would actually come to curry favor with her.

Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing: "For the sake of the people of Yuecheng, the acting priest takes care of everything, I just don't share my worries, so how can I please you?"

Qin Wuyan fixed her eyes: "Xiao Yu, I still hope that you can call me Ah Yan like you did before, instead of calling me acting priest like outsiders."

This title, used between them, is really too alienated.

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded: "It's just a title, since you don't like it, I'll call you Ayan in the future."

Qin Wuyan wanted to say something, but he hesitated to speak, those words seemed to be stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

Zhuang Xiaoyu moved her body to one side: "You should be tired after running around all day, go to wash up and lie down for a while."

Qin Wuyan nodded, got up and went to the ear room.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at his back, her vision gradually became empty.

His eyes fell on the two sets of expensive heads, and he closed the lid of the box.

I used to like these things, but now I realize that these things are not of much use outside of the body, they are just his own wishes, and she can't bear to refuse them.

After Qin Wuyan came out of the ear room after washing and washing, he threw off the quilt and lay down beside Zhuang Xiaoyu. As usual, he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and held her in his arms.

Zhuang Xiaoyu recalled what the nanny said in her mind, let him hug her, closed her eyes, and didn't know if she was asleep or not.

In the middle of the night, there was a slight knock on the bedroom door. Qin Wuyan, who was not asleep at all, opened his eyes, glanced at the unconscious person sleeping beside him, quietly lifted the bedding, and walked lightly after getting up. out the bedroom door.

Zhuang Qingyun waited outside the door, seeing Qin Wuyan coming out, the two went to the meeting hall together.

"How?" Qin Wuyan poured him a cup of tea.

Zhuang Qingyun got up and drank the cow, and his face became more serious: "Priest, these rumors are probably rumors. Some time ago, there were rumors about you and the saint.

Today I went to inquire, and found that the rumors between you and the saint were hardly mentioned, but they all said that the death of the young Patriarch of the Min family was related to his wife.

He also said that his wife and Master Min Shao were in a pure place of Buddhism, disregarding shame, talking by candlelight at night, retreating from left and right, lonely men and widows, and the stimulating Min Shao family, who could not do humane things at all, took the initiative, exhausted his energy and energy, and died up...

besides......"

Seeing that Qin Wuyan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Zhuang Qingyun didn't dare to continue talking.

Although he knew that these rumors were not pleasant, Qin Wuyan still wanted to listen to them: "What else?"

"Also... those gossiping women said that Madam is a flirtatious woman. She used to be unruly in the boudoir, and later she married Patriarch Min Shao and broke ties with you, and after she divorced, she hooked up with Patriarch Min Shao. It really should..."

"What should it be?"

"It should be soaked in a pig cage and burned..." Zhuang Qingyun couldn't even say it himself: "Priest, Master Min Shao died just one day ago, and these rumors are so powerful. I'll find out After a while, the source came from the Min Mansion.

It must be Minhanghang who wants to suppress the scandal of the saint's infidelity, divert people's attention, push out the death of his own son, and drag his wife into the water by the way..."