Chapter 139

Song QingHan knew that Zhou Lu was trying to make song Xijiao whole, but he still asked, "why, my husband, do you like her?"

Zhou Lu snorted coldly: "I like it, but she doesn't eat and drink as a penalty! However, it was not easy for Hu que to jump out to protect the little lady. After all, I live in Jinzhou City, so I can't afford to give Hu Jun Shou face. "

The boy also advised: "this little lady is shrewd, even if the young master gets into the house, I'm afraid it's not good to be with him."

Zhou Lu nodded. Before, he did not forcibly abduct the reluctant woman back to his house. However, these bitches, who hung themselves up and threw themselves into the lake, turned their family upside down every time, causing him to be scolded by the old lady. It's not right to force the pepper back.

He hung his eyes, silent, as if to consider whether to let her go.

Seeing this, song QingHan turned her eyes and said with a smile, "this husband can rest assured. My three sisters are fake, but gentle and virtuous are true. Not to mention the excellent dishes she cooked, even Ziqing praised her. It was her bamboo paper farm. If she could belong to the Zhou family, it would be of great help to my husband and have a bright future. "

Listen to Zhou Lu, it makes sense!

The beauty of this little lady is not as beautiful as her country, but she has a pure and vivid charm. Her family does not say that she has a wealth of money. However, the whole city of Jinzhou opened by a bamboo paper mill is known by everyone, and it is also a skill!

If such a little girl can get into Zhou's house and be owned by Zhou Lu, he will be able to stand up when he stands with the elder brother and the second brother. He doesn't need to be scolded as a waste, and he will not be always disliked by the old lady.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lu immediately said to the boy: "you go to find out about this little lady. As long as she is willing to marry into the Zhou family, I will let her be the flat wife of this bitch, and even replace her."

The boy glanced at Song QingHan, nodded and said yes, and turned to work.

Song QingHan, standing behind Zhou road, was stunned when she heard this.! She asked Zhou Lu to bring song Xijiao to the Zhou family, in order to let her be a concubine and teach her a lesson!

But now, Zhou Lu even wants to take her as his wife or even replace her

How can this be?

She is a real wife who was married by a fair match. Song Xijiao is just a married woman who was sold to a hunter at a low price. She can only enter the house if she wants to remarry. She should be despised by thousands of people. What qualification is she to be a equal wife with!

She clenched her fists and clenched her fists. She glared at her hateful eyes.

Song Xijiao, when are you going to disturb my life!

Now she has nothing, the only thing that can support her to survive is the name of Mrs. Zhou on her head. If even this is deprived and given to others, what is the meaning of her living!

After the wound on Zhou Lu's shoulder was rubbed open, he couldn't stay for a moment. He scolded song QingHan and left Zhoufu to continue to look for flowers and willows.

When the room is completely quiet, song QingHan quietly turns around, walks to the dressing mirror and sits down, looking up at herself in the mirror.

Pale and frail, young, such a self, not to mention attracted Zhou Lu, even his own look did not like.

Song Xijiao is in her best years. She is as fresh as a flower bud in the flowers. She can bloom without sunshine and rain. When she comes into the Zhou mansion, she will surely steal Zhou Lu's attention. Maybe she will become a concubine and be bullied by song Xijiao.

Don't let her do it!

Must start first for strong, let her never can enter Zhou Fu!

Think of here, song QingHan suddenly in the mirror issued a sharp and terrifying Laughter: "ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Purple heart stands behind song QingHan, looking at her sad smile, scared of goose bumps. She gently pressed song QingHan's shoulder and said in a warm voice, "Miss, after all, the third miss is your sister. Why don't we persuade the young master to stop attacking song Xijiao?"

On hearing this, song QingHan immediately got up and slapped her in the face: "are you my servant girl or song Xijiao's servant girl? She has done me so badly that I will not miss any chance to revenge her

Song Xijiao, you didn't expect that you would have today!

"Ha ha ha ha ha."

Song QingHan smiles and laughs. Suddenly, she coughs violently. Her black eyes, which have no focus, are like the abyss, gradually show a trace of faint sadness. Two lines of tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes and fell on her.

At the bottom of song QingHan's heart, how can she not know how crazy, desperate and even irrational she is now.

But there is no way ah, to accept this life now, she can only change herself. Only give yourself a little hope, a little sustenance, can we persist in living.

This sustenance is the hatred to song Xijiao!

At this time, song Xijiao didn't know that there was a big conspiracy to catch her. The storm on the bridge was just an accident for her, and it was soon forgotten.

Now the most important thing is to make a set of ink, paper and inkstone boxes for Ling Ziqing. This guy has high taste and looks like a worldly thing. There is nothing more painstaking than preparing a thank you for him!Pen is good to say, as long as the fine rabbit hair is carefully selected, there will be no mistakes. There is no need to bother with paper. There are some ready-made ones in the shop. Only ink and inkstone, you have to pay more attention.

Ordinary inks are made of pine wood and burned with smoke. However, such inks are dim in color and poor in writing, which naturally won't be favored by Ling Ziqing.

Of course, song Xijiao couldn't fool Ling Ziqing with such ink, so she decided to go to the trouble and make ink by burning smoke with oil. In order to collect the best tung oil, she followed Zhong chun to the mountain and stood under the tree for a day.

At the end of the day, Zhong Chun was so angry that she didn't want to talk to her. Song Xijiao stopped this kind of self abusive behavior, and managed to scrape together a piece of ink, and finally completed the task.

As for inkstone When song Xijiao held the inkstone board that she had finally bought from the market and asked Zhongchun to carve a bamboo and match it with the word Ling, Zhong Chun's face turned black.

"Hey hey, after giving this, I won't be in debt to others!" Song Xijiao put her arms around his neck and tried to be coquettish for a long time before she begged Zhongchun to agree.

When the box is ready, song Xijiao feels tired and paralyzed.

After preparing the gift for Ling Ziqing, song Xijiao also wants to go to Hao Lang Zhong for some tonic and give it to song Yongxu to consolidate the old father daughter relationship.

So, chose a sunny day, song Xijiao came to the bamboo house.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the moss was angry at the door. Song Xijiao curiously walked over and poked him in the cheek: "senior brother, who are you angry with?"

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