MTL - The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort-Chapter 3 Autumn geese

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The gimmick that came is called Qiuyan. It is the big scorpion on Zhuangzi. Although it is not as good as Zhang Lan, it has a few faces. On New Year's Eve, Qiu Yan came to deliver food. It was never seen in the past few years. It must have been Zhang Lan's mouth to block the crowd, and she seemed to be very worried about Miss Jiang, who was sick in bed.

Qiuyan put the food basket down and also quickly looked at the house. This is the first time she came to Jiang Yan’s house. I saw a small, rotten atmosphere in the small house. The slats of the eaves even had The traces of rainwater seeping into the wall, the quilt on the bed is also extremely thin, don't say that it is a hand, that is, ordinary appliances are very broken. Living in such a damp and dark room, it is strange that the body is not weak. At this point of view, it seems like a lady's mortuary, even if the most inferior slaves on Zhuangzi, I am afraid it will not be so cold.

Qiuyan has been immersed in the house for a long time. She knows that although Zhang Lan’s greed is harsh, if she has the meaning of the top, she will not dare to treat a young lady like this. Since it is the meaning of the master, Qiu Yan naturally does not intervene.

"You're called Qiuyan." The man on the bed spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, but the strangeness brought a subtle emotion.

Qiu Yan looked up and smiled: "It is a slave."

Bai Yu and Forsythia were guarded by Jiang Wei, one staring at Qiu Yan, on Zhuangzi, except for their three masters and servants, the rest were all speculative.

Jiang Yan smiled: "Tonight is New Year's Eve. The clothes of Qiu Yan's sister are very festive, and they look really good."

This is a bit strange. Qiu Yan couldn’t figure it out, or smiled: "It’s all done by the blasphemy. The slave is just a slut. If you look good, the girl is really laughing."

Jiang Yan sighed softly: "Lan Lan really has a heart, Zhuangzi has made new clothes up and down?"

Her voice is soft and funny. Qiuyan’s subconscious mind will nod and say, violently reacting. Zhuangzi has made new clothes up and down, but he has missed the three masters and servants in front of him. from. I was trying to smother the past, and I heard Jiang Wei gently said: "The two cockroaches around me are stupid, even wearing clothes is not as happy as Qiuyan’s sister. There is a saying that Qiuyan’s sister is wrong, I am not laughing, Qiu Yan Although my sister is a man, I seem to be more comfortable and more decent than me."

The words are too sharp, completely inconsistent with the gentle tone of the owner, and Qiu Yan feels nervous for a reason. She couldn't help but look up at the people on the bed. The candlelight was dim. The **** the bed took the hot tea handed from the white enamel. The mist rising from the tea covered her half face and couldn't see the expression. It was only long. The low-hanging eyelashes draw a graceful curvature, which is surprisingly fascinating.

Jiang Yan’s voice came out with a smile: “Qiu Yan’s sister is so decent, and when she is old, she will be able to release it with a good family. The horseman outside the city is very good. The second son of Ma has a 12-room mother. Qiu Yanjie is the top 13 sisters in the row."

Qiuyan sighed, and it slowly rose from the soles of the feet. The whole face turned pale, and biting his lips and staring at Jiang Wei, he couldn’t say a word.

Jiang Yan is not in a hurry. He only takes the warm tea to his lips and takes a small drink.

For a long while, Qiuyan just took up the courage and stood up in the chest: "The slaves don't know what the girl is talking about." The first half of the sentence said that it was justified, and in the latter part of the sentence, somehow it was guilty.

"The good birds choose to live in the woods, the people go to the heights, the water flows to the lower places, and the autumn geese are only ordinary people. Don't be shy." She grinned and said: "This is a good thing, if one day is true Qiu Yan sister has become a thirteen mother-in-law, and I will certainly send a rouge ceremony. Qiu Yanjie is so decent, I think this decent is also earned by the wisdom of Qiu Yanjie."

Qiu Yan stood in the place and slowly clenched his fists. Jiang Yan pinched his eyebrows: "It’s just a little sleepy. I’m not very good. I can’t personally say good luck to Lancome’s New Year’s blessings. I’m tired of Qiu’s sister’s compensation for me.” Then he told him: “ Still not sending Qiu Yan sister."

This is the order of the passengers. Qiu Yan didn't have any idea at the same time. Naturally, she hoped to leave this repressed house immediately. Then she nodded in a panic and said that she would never see the superiority of faintness.

When Bai Yu and Qiu Yan walked to the door, Jiang Yan said: "Yes, Qiu Yanjie, the two clothes I have said before, since it is a New Year, I also want to see some interest. Please ask Qiu Yanjie to think of a way to make them look more festive."

Qiu Yan bites her lip: "Girls are not difficult to be strong."

"Qiu Yanjie is a smart person," Jiang Yan interrupted her words: "Otherwise, how do you do thirteen mothers?"

Qiu Yan’s face was white again, hate the channel: “Yes.”

When the white pheasant sent Qiuyan out, the forsythia asked: "What happened to the girl? How did Qiuyan climb with the horseman and the other two sons?"

"She and Ma Erzi have long been secretly Chen Cang, now is the time to adjust the oil." Jiang Weidao.

In the last year, Qiuyan was hit by the affair of Ma Ergong in a few years. He shook out this romantic affair. Ma Ergong was unscathed. Qiuyan was immersed in a pig cage before he was immersed in a pig cage. Qiuyan has been tortured and unconscious, and he said that he is the thirteen-year-old mother of Ma’s son. When I think about it, Ma Erzi is such a promise to her. It’s just that Qiuyan still has no life to make a thirteen-year-old mother. Jiang Yan naturally will not say this.

Forsythia suddenly realized: "No wonder she is scared like that, hey, it’s really the next person, so I don’t know how to be shameful!" After all, it was a teenage girl who immediately blushed: "Just a girl, how do you know these things?" of?"

Forsythia’s doubts are too deep. Not only that, but she also found that today’s Jiang Yan is like a person. She has been so blatantly threatening Qiu Yan, even when she talks about these filthy things. The same, as if to say a very ordinary home.

Jiang Yi’s chance to go out is less than her and her day. She has a lot of work in the yard all year round. Where can I meet these things? In the heart of Forsythia, she was puzzled. Jiang Wei did not answer her question. She only said: "Forsythia, do you want to stay here forever?"

"Nature does not want to." Forsythia is a straightforward and pungent temper. I didn't even think about it: "The girl doesn't have to worry, naturally she won't stay in Zhuangzi for a lifetime. After a few days, the lord will pick up the girl."

Jiang Yi smiled, when she came to pick her up, she knew better than anyone else. She didn't have the patience to wait until then and didn't want to wait.

"Why wait, Qiuyan will send us back to Beijing soon."

For a glimpse of Forsythia, he went to see Jiang Wei, but he saw that the girl slowly sang a delicate yawn. Under the nose of the nose, the lips of the tea ran red and moist, and bent a small arc.