just like a good scene

Yes! Exactly! It looks calm and cold on the surface! In fact, it is not only thick-skinned, but also full of bad water in its stomach! Qing Shengjin complained silently in his heart.

"My husband just wants to try my wife's cooking skills. Although I have eaten my lady's cooking, I haven't eaten my lady's dim sum..." Changsun Wangqing looked at Qing Shengjin's defensive eyes, feeling aggrieved road.

Qing Shengjin frowned and said, "Really?"

Didn't he really want to take advantage of her again?

"It's better than steamed pigs!" Changsun Wangqing pouted in front of Qing Shengjin like a child, acting cute with aggrieved looks.

"Wait, I'm going to pick osmanthus again." Qing Shengjin patted the sleeve of the eldest grandson Wangqing, and said with a smile.

"No, it's so tiring, just use the one that fell in front of the bedroom just now!" Changsun Wangqing hurriedly stopped Qing Shengjin.

Qing Shengjin frowned, and said: "The ones on the ground are covered with dust, how can I let you eat them?"

"It's okay, as long as it's made by a lady, no matter what, my husband loves to eat it!" Changsun Wangqing's smiling eyes were bent into two crescent moons, clear and bright.

In Changsun Wangqing's memory, except for being so happy in front of the current queen mother when she was a child, after she became sensible, no one could make her smile so that she was defenseless, right?

But now, her Qing'er is an exception.

Although the Queen Mother still opposes the marriage between Changsun Wangqing and Qing Shengjin, in Changsun Wangqing's heart, the Queen Mother is still the person she trusts the most.

Even if one day, the eldest grandson Wangqing would feel that she would be happy if she was betrayed by the queen mother and anyone in Qing Shengjin.

After all, in this world, there is no one she cares about...

Changsun Wangqing gave Qingshengjin a look with a bright and clear smile, and just so happened, a gust of breeze blew in along the window sill, like magic, blowing away the knot in Qingshengjin's heart.

All the way until now, she doesn't force too much, as long as the two of them are together...

Even if there is an abyss apart, as long as the two hearts are close...

Life should come back, and death should be Sauvignon Blanc.

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On the bustling avenue of the capital, the mansion of General Zhen Guo.

On a breezy night, the moonlight as bright as water shines on Mu Zhiwei's pale face.

She was sitting in a pavilion in the center of the Mu Mansion at the moment, staring at the bright white moon reflected in the pond in a daze.

"Miss, it's getting cold, let's go back to the house." The servant girl came forward with some worry, and put a robe on Mu Zhiwei.

Mu Zhiwei was taken aback by the clothes she put on suddenly, and immediately threw the clothes on the ground viciously: "Go away! Go away! Who told you to come here!?"

Mu Zhiwei seemed to be going crazy, she stomped on the clothes on the ground fiercely, but for some reason, as she stepped on it, a series of crystal clear teardrops suddenly slid down from her eyes.

Why?Why?

She was obviously going to tell the Empress Dowager that His Majesty had an ambiguous relationship with that woman of unknown origin, why didn't the Empress Dowager pick out the woman and get rid of that woman, but choose a noble for Her Majesty? !

If His Majesty really chooses Noble Monarch, how should she deal with herself?Her heart is already tightly placed on His Majesty!

"Little...Miss..." The maid trembled in fear.

Isn't Miss always in a good mood after visiting the Empress Dowager in the palace this morning?Why did you suddenly lose your temper?

"Wei'er?" At this moment, a tentative male voice came.

Mu Zhiwei regained consciousness in an instant, wiped away her tears, turned around, looked at the person with a forced smile, and called out, "Father? Why are you here?"

Yes, the person who came was Mu Zhiwei's father - Mu Bei.