Chapter 492 One person on the bed, one person under the bed

  Zhuang Qing wanted to step forward to help, but remembered that her hijab had not been uncovered, so she simply sat in the same position.

  Fan Yuan went to Zhuang Qing and stood quietly for a while.

  Zhuang Qing's face hidden under the Xipa couldn't be seen clearly, but he felt that the woman sitting on the edge of the couch looked very much like the person he really wanted to marry.

   He thought he might be drinking too much, or maybe he was hallucinating.

  When he took off the bride's wedding gown, he felt that he was really drunk, because he saw Wu Xirou call his husband shyly and timidly.

   He murmured silently: "Xirou..."

  Zhuang Qing's bright smile quickly disappeared when she heard Fan Yuan's name.

   She thought she was mentally prepared, but when she heard other women's names from Fan Yuan's mouth, she couldn't be indifferent.

   After a while, she said, "I'm not Wu Xirou."

   He didn't marry Wu Xirou either, but Fan Yuan was drunk, so he fell asleep on the couch and lost consciousness, so naturally he couldn't hear her words.

  Qin Zhao specially delivered letters for her, and even rushed to the house, just to tell her that Fan Yuan had another crush, that she was stubborn and wanted to marry Fan Yuan.

   She should have thought of this situation.

   After that, she cheered herself up, wiped Fan Yuan's face, and took off her coat, shoes and socks.

   Just when she was about to finish her work, Huiling, the maid next to Fan Yuan, appeared: "In the future, this kind of thing can be done by the maid. The maid has been serving the son since he was a child, and the son is also used to being served by the maid."

  Zhuang Qing heard the lightness in Huiling's tone, she was not happy in her heart, how could she be willing to accept the idleness of a maid at this moment?

   "Since the son has become a relative, I have to do a lot of things myself in the future. You can go out. Without my order, you don't need to come in and serve." Zhuang Qing smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

  Although she was raised by her parents in the palm of her hand, it is not that she has never seen the world. She has also seen a restless maid like Huiling.

Huiling had heard of Zhuang Qing's origins long ago. She thought Zhuang Qing was easy to handle, and she knew that the person in the son's heart was Miss Wu, so she wanted to step on Zhuang Qing. How could she know that Zhuang Qing was more difficult to deal with than she thought. .

   "A Tong, drive people out!" Zhuang Qing was impatient and ordered A Tong.

  A Tong got the order, and immediately went to Huiling and ordered the expulsion: "Let's go, you don't need to serve here."

  Hui Ling's face was pale, but when she saw the young master who was so drunk that she lost consciousness, her heart was balanced.

   The young master was so drunk on the wedding night that he couldn't have a bridal chamber tonight. When the news spreads, Zhuang Qing can't be reduced to a laughing stock?

   She had already seen that the son didn't like Zhuang Qing at all. If it wasn't for being angry with Miss Wu, the son would not marry Zhuang Qing, and there will be good dramas to watch in the future.

   Before she left, she smiled wickedly: "In the future, if the young lady needs a slave, just open her mouth, and the slave will definitely do her best for the young lady."

  Zhuang Qing never looked directly at Huiling, but only ordered Atong: "Shoot out the irrelevant minions!"

   Her words, a servant, made Huiling's face even more ugly.

  She has been serving the son for so long, but she has never been so despised by the son. Why did Zhuang Qing act like she was married to the Fan family?

  A Tong ignored Huiling's feelings and went forward to drive Huiling out of the new house.

  Zhuang Qing's sigh of relief finally subsided, but when she saw Fan Yuan sleeping peacefully on the couch, her blood surged and she simply stepped forward and pushed Fan Yuan under the bed.

  A Tong was dumbfounded when he saw this scene: "Girl..."

   "Husband drank too much, and you fell yourself, you saw it, didn't you?" Zhuang Qing smiled and looked at A Tong.

  A Tong nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, the servant saw the uncle fall by himself."

  Zhuang Qing was very satisfied with A Tong's answer. After she quickly finished bathing and got into the warm bed, she remembered that she hadn't had a drink with Fan Yuan, and the first day of marriage looked unlucky.

   But there is nothing to regret when she comes here. She chose to marry Fan Yuan herself. As for the future, she doesn't know. In short, she plans for the best and the worst.

  A Tong looked at Fan Yuan who was sleeping on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "Girl, it's very cold at night, do you want to make a bed and quilt for Uncle?"

  Zhuang Qing looked at Fan Yuan, who was sleeping peacefully on the ground, "Husband seems to be sleeping very comfortably, don't disturb him. Besides, he rolled off the couch, how could he bring the quilt to the ground?"

  A Tong understood what his girl meant now, that was not to cover the aunt with a quilt.

   She glanced sympathetically at Fan Yuan, who was sleeping peacefully on the ground, turned off the lights, and then exited the new house.

   On the first night of Zhuang Qing's wedding, she and her new husband slept in bed alone and under the bed alone, and spent the whole night in this way.

   The next morning, Fan Yuan was woken up in the cold. When he found himself sleeping on the ground, he was a little stunned.

   It took him a while to remember that yesterday was his wedding day, but he drank so much that he didn't remember anything that happened after that.

   Seeing himself lying on the ground, he struggled to get up, but was looking at Shang Zhuangqing's smart eyes, she asked in surprise, "Why did you run off on the ground because of such a dreadful thought?"

  Fan Yuan thought to himself that he had no memory at all, how did he know how he came to the ground?

Before he could answer, he saw Zhuang Qing jumping barefoot to the ground and sitting on the couch with him: "Husband must cherish your own body, and you can't despise yourself like this in the future, otherwise Qing'er will feel distressed. "

   As she said that, she breathed out his icy palm with a gentle and considerate appearance.

  Fan Yuan's heart softened. Seeing that she was still barefoot, he said softly, "Go back to the bed and lie down, don't freeze."

   "No, no, I should be frozen. Who told me not to take good care of my husband? I feel guilty, and my husband will let me freeze." Zhuang Qing said, her eyes were red.

   Fan Yuan saw Zhuang Qing rebuking herself like this, and was busy comforting her.

   Finally, Zhuang Qing reminded her that she was the bride who entered the door, and she had to go to her parents early to serve the bride tea.

   "Don't worry, my parents are peaceful people, so I won't blame you or me if it's too late." Fan Yuan was talking when he saw Wang's mother beside his mother coming over to collect Yuanpa.

   When she saw the flawless Yuanpa, Mother Wang's face was a little strange.

   It was Fan Yuan who reacted in time, snatched the Yuanpa from Mother Wang's hand, and whispered, "I was drunk last night, it's my fault, I'll explain this to my mother myself."

   Wang's mother didn't say much and left the new house.

   "Why do women have to check Yuanpa, but men don't need to check? Who knows that the man she married is not clean?" Zhuang Qing said, and looked at Fan Yuan specifically and asked, "Does your husband say so?"

  Fan Yuan was at a loss for words.

  Zhuang Qing's words seem to make sense, but they seem to shock the world.

   "Husband's body and mind are not necessarily clean." At this time, Zhuang Qing whispered again.

   (end of this chapter)

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