After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Boom!

Xia Qianqian fell off the chair. The ancestor actually wanted to marry her? This is incest!

Gu Changsheng saw her stunned expression, and knew that he was not playing. He raised his lips with a chuckle and pretended to be calm: "Just kidding, I'll scare you."

"Young Master Gu, don't joke around, I can't stand it with my little heart." Xia Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, got up, and sat down on the armchair again. This joke is so scary!

"I'm tired, you go out!" Gu Changsheng said.

"Oh, then you have a good rest. I live next door to you."

"Um."

Xia Qianqian left, and the smile on Gu Changsheng's face disappeared instantly. He looked at the closed door, and his expression became lonely.

Sure enough, she didn't want to marry him. Fear of marriage? Or do you hate his Gu Yanjing-style face?

Qingtong knocked on the door cautiously: "Master, I've brought you a hand stove."

"Enter."

Qingtong pushed open the door and went in, handing over the stove.

New charcoal has just been added to the green enamel hand stove, and it is warm. Gu Changsheng put his hands on the stove, and the icy aura on his body had dissipated.

"Master, I ordered a meal, should I go down to eat? Or will it be delivered to the room?"

Gu Changsheng thought for a while and asked, "Where's Xia Qianqian?"

"She's eating downstairs."

"Or with Qin Ge?"

"Yes."

Gu Changsheng's anger that had just calmed down came up again: "I'm going downstairs to eat too."

...

Qin Ge and Qin Xuan were drinking and didn't eat much. In fact, Xia Qianqian had already eaten, but she was reluctant to waste a table of dishes, so she continued to eat with her.

"Miss Xia, your stove has been replaced with charcoal." Xiao Er brought Xia Qianqian's stove over.

Xia Qianqian held the stove and thought of Gu Changsheng. Shouldn't he have eaten yet?

Just as she was thinking, Gu Changsheng came downstairs. Tsing Yi is covered with white fox fur, and in his hands is a green enamel hand stove. The hand stove is green and emerald green, quite bright.

Qin Ge looked at Gu Changsheng, and then at Xia Qianqian: "It seems that your hand stoves are a pair."

"Young Master Qin has a good eye." Gu Changsheng smiled noblely, put his stove on the table, and then motioned to Xia Qianqian to bring it over.

Xia Qianqian was a little dazed and handed over the stove. The two hand stoves are perfectly combined into one, one red and one green are very eye-catching.

"This is Jingchanglin's enamel!" Qin Xuan blurted out.

Jing Changlin refers to Mr. Chang Lin, the master of enamel in Beijing. Almost all of his works can only be owned by the royal family and the nobility in Beijing.

Enamel is different from porcelain, but both are works of art. Jing Changlin is the object of Qin Xuan's worship. I didn't expect to see Jing Changlin's works in a small place like Maoshi Town today.

The smile on Gu Changsheng's face deepened a little: "Second Young Master Qin has a lot of knowledge."

"Young Master Gu won the award." Qin Xuan quickly got up and made a return gift, his attitude towards Gu Changsheng has become very polite, "If Young Master Gu doesn't dislike it, let's have a drink with our brothers!"

"But it's disrespectful." Gu Changsheng sat down slowly, took the stove in his arms, and handed the red stove to Xia Qianqian to warm his hands.

Qin Ge and Qin Xuan exchanged glances silently, and both felt that Xia Qianqian and Gu Changsheng had a close relationship.

Qingtongming Xiaoer removed the leftovers from the soup on the table and replaced them with the ones on the table—all the signature dishes of the inn!

Xia Qianqian patted her belly regretfully: she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Master Gu is from Pingning Town, Pan County?" Qin Xuan asked.