The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"Go away, don't come to my bed tonight."

"You forget this, you forget that, why don't you forget you?"

Mrs. Hu shouted angrily, and at the same time drove Doctor Hu out of the door and closed the door tightly in front of him.

Doctor Hu: “…”

He really forgot and didn't mean to not tell his wife.

Doctor Hu felt wronged, but he didn't dare to offend his wife who was angry.

After a while, the room quieted down. Doctor Hu knocked tentatively on the door. "Madam, is it okay for me to sleep on the floor next to your bed?"

Facing the man's temptation, a fierce and angry voice came from inside: "Get out!"

Doctor Hu touched the non-existent sweat on his head. It was not that he was afraid of his wife, haha, it was just that he simply loved his wife too much.

It doesn’t matter. If he can’t awaken his wife’s love, he still has a trick.

"Madam, there's news about Qi Yue."

The door suddenly opened from inside the house.

Doctor Hu smiled flatteringly: "Madam..."

Mrs. Hu rolled her eyes at him and said, "I have something important to do. Come on in."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"How is Qi Yue doing in the palace recently?"

Although she sympathized with the beautiful Lady Zhalute, Mrs. Hu also did not forget her own niece Qi Yue.

Doctor Hu stroked his beard confidently and said, "That girl is very cunning. With the money you gave her and the support of an imperial physician like me, she has a good life in the palace."

"Besides, no matter what the palace says, it's much better than his unreliable parents."

"That's true." Mrs. Hu nodded.

"Yue'er is smart, but it's a pity that she has to deal with such an outrageous pair of parents. For the sake of their uneducated son, they actually want to sell a girl like Qi Yue, who is only nine years old, to that kind of family as a concubine. She's so young, and the man is so old. They only care about the money, and don't think about how many young daughters the Xu family has ruined."

Having said that, Mrs. Hu couldn't help but curse again.

Not only did he curse the eccentric master of the Xu family, but he also cursed his niece Qi Yue's parents, who were worse than animals.

Doctor Hu looked at his wife who had strayed from the topic again, and raised his eyebrows helplessly, "Okay, okay, Madam, now that you have used your connections to let Qi Yue enter the palace, you have severed her relationship with her parents. Madam, please don't scold her, or you will get angry."

"Too."

Mrs. Hu came to her senses and asked about the business again.

"Is it possible that Qi Yue originally wanted to serve the Sixth Princess?"

Doctor Hu made a confident gesture, "It's a sure thing."

"That's good. This way, we are completely tied to the Yehenara clan."

Doctor Hu suddenly became confused and asked his wife, "Madam, do you really think it's okay for us to be tied to the Yehenara clan?"

Madam Hu rolled her eyes at him, a glint of wisdom in her eyes, "I'm not trusting Commander Nanchu, but Lady Zhalute. Look at Lady Zhalute, with such a beautiful face, is it possible for her to be lowered in this life?"

Doctor Hu recalled the stunning beauty of Lady Zhalute and suddenly realized, "Madam is very intelligent."

Mrs. Hu curled the corners of her mouth. This was the main reason. Of course, there was also a small reason, which was that she was obsessed with looks.

Well, really, just a little bit.

Mrs. Hu thought guiltily.

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Qingyin was still unaware that she had bewitched a woman with her extremely high looks and was banging her head against the wall for her. She started preparing gifts for the two daughters in the palace.

Naturally, large items could not be sent in, so Qingyin prepared two purses that she embroidered herself. Although her youngest daughter was still young, Qingyin was not biased and prepared everything, no matter how big or small.

The original body was a Mongolian woman, and she did not learn much about women's arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, painting or embroidery. Therefore, her embroidery could only be said to be barely passable.

So Qingyin followed, but she couldn't show off her superb embroidery skills that she had learned from a certain world. She used her average craftsmanship to try hard to embroider a purse.

The kind that can only simply recognize images.

Qingyin looked at the huge cat head in her hand and tried to comfort herself.

It doesn’t matter. The thought is what matters. The thought is what matters. A son will never think his mother is ugly. Her eldest daughter will not despise him either.

Recalling the always well-behaved six-year-old sixth princess, Mary, Qingyin's face also showed a hint of smile.

In her memory, Marychi had always been a very well-behaved daughter who loved to stick by her side every day. That time... when she left, she even broke into her room and hugged her while crying. She was a daughter who really made people feel distressed.

At that time, the original body was already panicked when she heard Huang Taiji's decree. In the end, she could only remember to tell her eldest daughter before leaving not to make her father angry and not to ask her father for mercy. Mary cried and shook her head... but in the end she still agreed to her mother's request.

Now she is a six-year-old girl, suddenly separated from her mother, and she doesn’t know how uncomfortable she must be in the palace.

Thinking of this, Qingyin couldn't help but touch the cat's head on the purse again, hoping that the kitten that Marici liked could make her happier.

……

As Qingyin was embroidering, time passed faster as something disappeared. Qingyin didn't even notice that the sky was gradually getting dark and Maya had lit a candle.

Fu Jin loved cleanliness, so after Nan Chu got off work, he took a quick bath in his own yard before coming to see Fu Jin.

At first, he was very happy to see the familiar person sitting in the yard, but when he saw that Fu Jin lit a candle before making the purse, he frowned.

"You can make purses during the day, but why do you do it at night? Lighting candles at night can damage your eyes."

Nan Chu suddenly appeared in front of Qingyin, blocking the light in front of Fu Jin.

Qingyin, whose front suddenly darkened, raised her head in confusion, "Master, you're back."

"So early today?"

"Is it still early? Look how dark it is outside the window."

Nan Chu said exaggeratedly.

Qingyin glanced at the sky outside the window. Although it was already getting dark, it was still a while before it was completely dark. Suddenly, it dawned on her, "It's so late, and I haven't noticed yet?"

Suddenly noticing the sky color, Qingyin suddenly felt her eyes dry.

She had been doing this from noon until now, no wonder her eyes were so dry.

Qingyin blinked, and her dry eyes secreted a few lubricating tears.

Looking at the pitiful and lovely concubine with tears in her eyes, Nan Chu subconsciously reached out with pity and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Qingyin's eyes.

Qingyin was stunned.

Nan Chu also became nervous, afraid that he would offend Fu Jin and make her unhappy. After all, he had said that he would only touch her if Fu Jin agreed.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I just saw it in your eyes..." Nan Chu explained in a confused manner, not at all like his sharp and eloquent self at work.

Qingyin interrupted Nan Chu's explanation. She lowered her head, her smooth hair blocking her shy eyes, but also revealing the bright red tip of her ear.

"It's okay, we are husband and wife."