Chapter 45 Honey dew

Rouxi didn't seem to be relieved. She stepped on it with her feet and couldn't wait to step on the broken wooden cup into powder. It took a long time to sigh out of breath.

Qingzhu stared at her beautiful eyes in surprise and was indescribably by Rouxi's futile anger. Mrs. Rou has always been gentle and soft, sweeping the floor without hurting the lives of ants, and cherishing the top of the moth veil. How can she be so cruel to a broken wooden cup and stepping on it without mercy!

"Qingzhu, don't be sad about this thing. Although Wen'er is ignorant, he is sincere to you. He is by no means a heartless man. Don't bother you by others." Rouxi looked at her eyes, as if she were exploring her heart.

Qingzhu suddenly reacted and thought that this wooden cup must be a gift from Yin Muxue, otherwise Rouxi would not have such a big reaction for fear that she would be angry. She smiled casually and said, "Mrs. Rou, it doesn't matter. Zheng Wen has already told me about the Mulong Cup!"

"Qingzhu is still the most sensible, not like that stinky boy." Rouxi sighed and held Qingzhu's hand and said, "Speaking of this, I'm almost pissed off. How can that infatuated son be so stupid?"

Her face was very painful, as if she was feeling the pain of skin. "This wooden dragon cup was given to Wen'er. Wen'er took this thing as a treasure, and no one else can borrow it. I remember that Wen'er was poisoned and was staid. He was originally an elegant and impeccable man, but his whole face was swollen. When he was seriously ill, he only wanted to see Xue'er, but she and Master Chen spread the news that she was going to be married. Wen'er didn't believe it and sent people to visit her again and again. She just wanted to ask her face to face, but she was delayed. Ken shows up. Later, Wen'er was really sick. I wanted to fulfill his wish before he died, so I brazenly begged Xue'er again. At least, I finally invited her here. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the room, she saw Wen'er's face screaming, and then rushed out of the door and never came back.

Rouxi said that at this time, she had cried like a spring and gurgling. People said that mother and son were connected, and the mother naturally felt the pain of her son, so she was so uncomfortable at this moment. She wiped her tears and continued, "When I entered the room, Wen'er was shouting, 'Sheer, Xue'er, don't go!' He still held the wooden dragon cup in his arms. On the one hand, I was angry that my son was really disappointing, and on the other hand, I also hated Xue'er's sincerity and ruthlessness. At that time, he was furious and grabbed the wooden cup in his hand and fell to the ground. For this reason, Wen'er also quarreled with me, and then climbed to the ground, held the broken cup in his arms and shed tears. That night, he cut his face with a dagger and wanted to destroy his own life.

The man has tears. Zheng Wen is so infatuated with Yin Muxue, but the woman's heart is as hard as iron. Qingzhu can't say anything in his heart. There is a touch of sadness and a trace of pain. He bent down to pick up the fragments on the ground, reassemble them, wrap them with a red cloth and put them back in place. After all, this is the most cherished thing in his heart. He doesn't want to destroy the best memories in his heart, but why is there always a sour feeling in his heart that lingers.

Qingzhu was still wandering, but he heard a delicate voice at the door, "Is Mrs. Rou there? My young lady came to see you."

Qingzhu and Rouxi came out of Zheng Wen's room and saw Miss Yin and the girl Bingbing holding a wooden tray and walked to them. Yin Muxue saw Rouxi's face full of joy, but when she saw Qingzhu, her eyes could not hide her hatred, but in an instant she returned to her original state. Her smiling phoenix eyes were hidden with arrogance, "Mrs. Rou, Miss Qingzhu, what are you doing in Brother Wen's room?"

Rouxi smiled coldly and remembered her ruthlessness and cruelty to her son. There was always a pimple in her heart, and naturally she had no good impression of her. She said lightly, "I'm sorting out some sundries. The old ones won't come back. When we come back after a few days, we will also move into the new mansion, some useless old ones. It's better to throw things away earlier, so as not to be upset. The obvious thing is that your Yin Muxue is just a past tense, and Qingzhu is the present tense.

Since King Zheng Heng was summoned that night, the emperor personally rewarded Zheng Wen with an official residence, and only until Zheng Wen's triumph could live with Rouxi. Rouxi also has more confidence than before, no longer swallowing her anger, and dares to say more than usual, which was impossible in the past.

Yin Muxue's hot face stuck to other people's cold buttocks. At that time, she could only swallow her saliva awkwardly and squeeze out a smile and said, "Brother Wen's room should indeed be picked up. How can I look exactly the same as when I came here before? There seems to be no change as it was at the beginning. In this way, Brother Wen is really He is a dedicated person, and everything has a beginning and an end. The out-of-strings sound is to show that he is Zheng Wen's first love, and he has not forgotten his love until now.

Rouxi just wanted to argue a few more words, but Qingzhu grabbed her sleeve and shook it gently, signaling her to silence. Qingzhu smiled kindly, "Mrs. Chen is here. What's important?" If you don't want to pester this woman with a honey-bellied sword, you should send it out early. In case she goes to Zheng Wen to tell her trouble, the harmony they have hard-won and harmony will be destroyed.

Miss Yin was very happy when she heard the words. She said to herself that you know that your weight in Zheng Wen's heart is no match for me. In the future, my wife will also leave a side position for you, otherwise it will be bad for anyone to pull down. Then he smiled naturally and pollution-free. "This is not when Brother Wen left a few days ago, he specifically told me to come and see Mrs. Rou more. Cher has nothing to do these days and has made some honey dew. I remember that Brother Wen used to drink this kind of dew most. I haven't done it for many days. I don't know if the craftsmanship is strange, so I specially sent it to you. It's good to quench your thirst if you taste it.

As soon as he raised his hand, the ice behind him brought a large jade soup bowl and a few small porcelain bowls, which were full of light amber juice, clear and transparent, exuding a seductive sweet fragrance. Bingbing was not only beautiful but also very eye-catching. She quickly scooped out a few spoonfuls of Yulu in the soup bowl and put it in a porcelain bowl and sent it to Qingzhu. "Mrs. Rou, Miss Qingzhu, please use it slowly!"

Rouxi has been busy in the field for a long time in the afternoon, and now she is indeed thirsty. In addition, this agar-like ** is also delicious. At that moment, she forgot her hatred for her and reached out to pick it up. As soon as the delicate jade hand poked out half of it, it was blocked by Qingzhu. A woman had lingering lingering at the bodhisattva's face and knife in front of her. Who knew if she had put anything in it? How could she easily drink the soup she sent? It was simply drinking poison to quench her thirst.

Yin Muxue saw that Qingzhu's behavior seemed to be a little unbearable, and his expression was ugly, "What, do you think Xue'er's craftsmanship is not good?"

"How dare you, how dare you? Even General Zheng doesn't know how many times you praise the young lady's craftsmanship. We ordinary people are as excited as taking the sweet spring of the fairyland." Qingzhu hurriedly hit the sloppy eye, "It's just that I've been losing weight recently. If you drink too much sweet things, it's easy to gain weight. Besides, it's not good for your health and you love diabetes. You'd better keep it for yourself!"

Yin Muxue was pulled around by her. She didn't understand the intention, and she couldn't figure out the situation. "Mrs. Rou has been drinking this kind of dew before, and she hasn't seen any problem?"

"That's good, but does the young lady know how honey is made?" Blinking his big eyes, he continued to sell the secret, "It is a bee that takes nectar or secretions with high water content from the flowers of plants, stores it in its second stomach, and returns to the hive after fermentation. Today is different from the past. Mrs. Rou was not the same identity as before. How can she drink what this insect repeatedly spits out of her mouth and stomach? It's hurtful and unsanitary. Besides, when I think of the little animal with hair and long needles on its buttocks, I feel disgusted!" As she spoke, she vomited, as if she were not talking about bees but flies.

Originally, it was just a few ordinary words, and the others didn't feel anything after listening to it, but Bingbing couldn't stand it. He hurriedly put the porcelain bowl in his hand on the table and ran out of the house and leaned against the door.

Yin Muxue's face was cold for a long time. Looking at Bingbing's back, she inadvertently revealed some malice, but it soon returned to normal. She picked it up from the table * porcelain bowl and drank it all in one gulp. "Qingzhu girl really loves to make jokes. Honey dew is a good product that nourishes dryness, detoxifies the face, and moistens the intestines. I don't like it. Forget this kind of drink, you don't have to say anything about it. Don't disturb the two Yaxing, Xue'er left. The purpose of today's visit is to flatter Yu Rouxi. Who thinks that people don't appreciate it at all and don't even care about the past feelings. However, she only thought of the ruthlessness of others, but completely forgot her determination. If she hadn't been cruel in the past, how could she have been treated coldly?

Walking with elegant steps, he walked out of the hospital and smiled like a flower when passing by Bingbing, but his smile did not reach his eyes. "Bing, you should have told me long ago that you are not feeling well. I'm not the kind of person with poisonous scorpion. I will definitely not embarras you. Take the bowl back and rest early. Don't be tired!" After saying that, she didn't look back and left the house.

It took a while for Bingbing to get better. When she entered the room, her face turned pale, and she almost spit out all her bitter courage. The muddler stiffly held the wall and walked back, only to find that Qingzhu had been looking at her with extremely strange eyes. She felt hairy and afraid. Could it be that she was pregnant?

Seeing that she was just vomiting, Qingzhu remembered the scene in the Bajiao Pavilion that night. It seemed that Bingbing was indeed pregnant with Chen Tianlin's seed, otherwise she could not have vomited so seriously. Yin Muxue will have a good show in the future!