Chapter 134 You are not even husband and wife

Style: Girl Author: Ye TwelveWords: 2209Update Time: 24/02/20 15:49:36
Lin Qingge: "..."

What do you mean she has something that he can't listen to?

Their relationship isn't that great, okay!

If others heard this, they might guess what they were saying.

Even if the self-media is not developed these days, a spit from the people around her can drown her!

From the corner of her eye, she noticed the thoughtful eyes of the shopkeeper and waiter, and an urge to kill arose in her heart.

But thinking that a brainless person like Zhou Chengzhang would fawn over Su Yunting, she could only think silently in her heart -

Impulse is the devil.

"Master Jiu, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. We only have some business dealings between you and me."

"Isn't this enough?"

Su Yunting winked at her and leaned in front of her: "Whether the paralytic can wake up is one thing. Whether he can protect you when he wakes up is another matter. Whether he can protect you is another question. For It’s really not worth wasting such a good youth on such a person. Therefore, you’d better choose a good young man as early as possible.”

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest.

When Lin Qingge had the intention to slap him first to wake him up from his nap, a coughing laughter sounded at the door: "How can you let the young lady choose? You just have to tell me your name."

With such a unique way of appearing, who else besides Zhou Chenghan could play the role?

No need to look, there is Mr. Jiu next to him, exuding the aura of keeping strangers away from him, and his eyes are even more gloomy.

Why are there three great masters here? Is her business blocking the way of others?

Although she was extremely annoyed, there was no dissatisfaction on her face. Instead, she stepped forward with a smile: "Mr. Jiu, His Highness the King of Qin, did you agree with Master Jiu to come to the shop? Now, this shop is really Pengpi." Shine."

Haha, the store is really going to close [the store]!

With them coming, especially Zhou Chenghan, with his guards standing at the door, how could ordinary people dare to come in?

After Zhou Chenghan's folding fan covered her cough, a pair of warm eyes seemed to see through her thoughts: "Don't worry, young madam, I just saw Mr. Jiu at the door and was too embarrassed to come in, so I sent him here and left immediately."

There was much more meaning in these words. Lin Qingge rolled his eyes lightly, and after scanning Zhou Chenghan, he quickly glanced at Mr. Jiu.

Obviously Mr. Jiu has not just arrived, but has been at the door for a while. Did he see Su Yunting there, so he was embarrassed to come in?

Thinking of the way the two of them stood facing each other, tit for tat, she immediately canceled the idea.

He would be embarrassed, it would be better to say it was Chu Nanfeng!

"What are you talking about, Your Highness? Anyone who comes is a guest. How can you rush to let His Highness leave without even giving him a cup of tea?" That's what she said, but she had already walked to the door, obviously thinking of sending everyone away. .

But the person who could see clearly what she was thinking about just now became blind in an instant and turned a blind eye to her actions.

"Since the young lady is so kind, it would be disrespectful to refuse." Zhou Chenghan walked directly into the inner hall.

Mr. Jiu didn't say anything and followed in.

Su Yunting chuckled: "Since we are drinking tea, you can't do without me."

Seeing them entering the inner hall one by one, Lin Qingge rolled his eyes and wanted to use a big stick to drive them out one by one.

Just thinking of their identities, she sighed softly, ordered people to serve tea, then raised her feet and followed them in.

"The three of you are all busy people. You shouldn't be passing by by chance when you come here today, right? I wonder what's going on?" She asked with a smile, but the implication was to get out of here if nothing happened!

Su Yunting shook his wine bottle and said with a smile: "I have sent the wedding dress to you. You should know what is going on, right?"

'Wedding dress'.

How come these two words, which are obviously normal, come out of his mouth so ambiguously?

Coupled with his pair of blinking peach blossom eyes, she suspected that there was something wrong with the two of them. Otherwise, what would the famous Su Jiuye do in this small shop?

Just when she didn't know how to push back, Mr. Jiu's cold voice sounded: "Giving a wedding dress to a married woman, what, do you want to ruin her reputation?"

Anyone could hear that there was anger in his words.

This feeling of two heavens of ice and fire is extremely refreshing.

Lin Qingge suddenly felt that she might be able to sit next to him and watch the show.

Su Yunting really lived up to her expectations and looked at Mr. Jiu with a smile: "No one else knows about her current situation, don't you know? She is said to be the general's wife, but who really treats her as the general's wife?" ? Instead of being an inferior official's wife everywhere, it's better to follow a wealthy businessman like me. At least in this life, you will have no worries about food and clothing."

"What about her reputation?" Mr. Jiu asked.

"What's wrong with your reputation? Isn't your Zhou Dynasty open to the custom of self-promotion? A second marriage is really not something worth bragging about, and it doesn't need to be hidden, right? As far as I know, the current Queen Mother is also getting married for a second time."

And such explosive gossip?

Lin Qingge suddenly became energetic.

I didn't expect that men would be so arrogant when they quarreled, and they would hear secrets that would never be mentioned at ordinary times.

She sat next to them and listened to their argument with great interest. She didn't realize that Zhou Chenghan poured water for her. Instead, she felt regretful that she didn't have someone bring in a plate of melon seeds.

Mr. Jiu looked at Lin Qingge with dissatisfaction in his eyes, causing her to frown frequently.

What is he dissatisfied with?

Her husband-in-law was lying on the bed and hadn't expressed his opinion yet. Why was he, a junior brother, so busy?

Lin Qingge glared back dissatisfied, causing Su Yunting to chuckle.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "What is Mr. Jiu doing? You can't defeat me, so you want to put pressure on her? Are you worried that we will be in love?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mr. Jiu stood up quickly, with a cold look in his eyes, and anyone could see that he was angry.

Su Yunting was still sitting on the stool: "Since I'm talking nonsense, why are you angry? Besides, when will it be your turn to take the lead in the matter between Qing Ge and me?"

"I am his junior brother." Mr. Jiu's voice was flat and cold.

Unexpectedly, Su Yunting smiled frivolously and turned his head slightly to look at him: "Junior brother? I'm just a junior brother. Why should I care about other people's family affairs? Besides, as far as I know, the so-called wedding that day did not include a kneeling ceremony. Even if Chu Nan Feng is unconscious, so someone should salute on his behalf, right? There is no salute, which means the ceremony has not been completed, so how can we say they are husband and wife?"

Can it still be like this?

Lin Qingge's eyes widened. She really didn't know that Zhou had such a rule about marriage: "If you don't salute, you are not considered a couple?"

"That's natural. The three books and six etiquettes are indispensable. One bow to the high hall, two bows to the high hall, and the husband and wife bow to each other. It is a must. If you don't have any, you can't even be considered a husband and wife."

Su Yunting spoke in detail, and Lin Qingge was very excited: "Then I can leave the Chu family at any time?"

"No!" Mr. Jiu refused.

"Don't use your status as junior brother to suppress me," Lin Qingge glanced at him, "If he and I are not husband and wife, you, junior brother, don't even know who he is."

Mr. Jiu was furious and raised his hand to touch his mask.