Chapter 154: Cleaning

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Chapter 154 General Cleaning
In a person's life, she will make many choices. Every time, she is cautious. Only in the matter of marriage, she is too "decisive".
In fact, she knew Xia Huaijun from an early age. He was an official at the age of eighteen. He had been trembling and dedicated to the people. He hadn't gotten married until twenty-two. Everyone said he was motivated, intelligent and good at interpersonal relationships.
When she talked to him, he showed his aspirational side. His steady, restrained, and agile are lacking in those talented sons.
If you stumble, you will always hate it.
However, before Zi An was killed, she did not have too much resentment against Xia Huaijun and even Chen Linglong.
As he said today, all men are three wives and four concubines. Why should she ask Xia Huaijun to be single to her? She is not a virtuous wife in everyone's eyes, because she is jealous and stingy, not tolerant, even a concubine can not tolerate.
This is her original sin.
If it were n’t for Zi’an ’s death, she might only hate herself until she dies.
Xia Chengxiang turned around and left. He hated this woman and hated it, but he understood where this hatred came from, her uncompromising, her loneliness, her glory, her love. Passing him and he missed it.
All women are willing to give up and compromise for their husbands, but she is not willing, so she is not qualified to say that he has loved him, and he will not admit that when he married her, except with Prince An and her ministers under her skirt In addition to showing off, there is so little love.
Regent's Palace!
Zi'an entered the palace today, so he kept busy, feeding fish, planting flowers, weeding ...
In the end, she had to "respect" the regent king Murong Jie, allowing her to clean up his room.
He had been healing him in the box before, and had never been to his Xiao Yun Pavilion.
It was the first time to enter today, and the maid and Chen Liuliu were not allowed to help. He made a big reason to hit her ears, "The king never allows any woman to step into the house of the king."
Su Qing was also unlucky with her.
Ni Rong can go in, but Ni Rong was out of the task today and was not in the government.
Entering the Xiao Yun Pavilion and seeing the messy ground, Su Qing swallowed. "Every time I come to help him clean up, if I don't drink a glass, people will become crazy."
Zi An looked at everything in front of him, and had the urge to run away.
She looked at Su Qing, and Su Qing quickly said: "You can skip drinking today."
This Xia Zi'an doesn't seem to like people drinking.
Zi An sighed softly, "Come on two cups, my share will increase."
Without drinking some wine, she will also become very mad.
She has never seen such a messy house. To be correct, everything except the chairs, tables and beds are neatly arranged.
The closet opened, and a lot of clothes were stuffed in it. There were more than a dozen pairs of shoes. Now they are thrown on the ground in a mess, one east and one west. There is no logic at all.
There is a broken vase under the window, the fragments of the vase are scattered all over the ground, there is a pool of water, and the nearly withered peony lies down on the ground with frustration.
And all this is just the tip of the iceberg.
"Su Qing, why don't the maids come in to clean up?" Zi An didn't believe in any nonsense that wouldn't let a woman enter the room. He is now torturing her in a different way.
"Xiao Yunge has no maid."
"What about Xiao Xiao?" Zi An asked in surprise.
"Little servant?" Su Qing thought for a moment. "Some servant did, and he picked it up once, but he was very dissatisfied and made a fire. Since then, it was me and Ni Rong who took care of it, Xiao Tuo also cleaned up, but don't expect Xiao Tuo, his room is even messier than here. "
"Don't Xiao Tuo let the women approach?" Zi An thought how could there be such a weird person under the sky? But all normal men take the initiative to approach the woman and like to take the initiative to approach the woman.
"Never like it." Su Qing looked very proud. "So, if you go out with them, Ni Rong and I, although not the most popular, can always return with full load."
There was something in his words, and with an inferior, chubby smile, Zi An glanced at him angrily.
The two drank a glass of wine and started hands-on mode.
Zi An didn't believe it, "He really never let a woman step into the room?"
Su Qing shook his head, "No, Rouer can't come in, it's an exception for you."
She didn't want such an exception that would kill people!
"Who is Rouer?" Zi An was very curious. Before Ni Rong took a dress for her, she said it was Miss Rouer. Now she heard Su Qing talk again. It seems that this Rouer is for Murong Jie Meaningful.
"Rouer is Rouer!" Su Qing carefully picked up the debris and threw it into a huge bamboo basket. This bamboo basket was specially filled with garbage, and the two couldn't drag it out. They had to carry it.
Seeing him not to speak, Zi An felt that Miss Rouer was very mysterious.
The two men cleaned up for an hour, and only the floor was wiped.
Su Qing beat her waist and drenched her clothes with sweat. "No, I won't sweep the floor. Come on."
"Anyway, you are also a person in the barracks. How can you do something trivial to get tired like this?" Zi An thought he was purely lazy.
"No, old troubles happen." Yes, he was lazy.
Zi An walked to him with a smile on his face, took out the needle pack, and took out the longest needle. "Old trouble? Let me help you."
Su Qing looked at the needle with the length of a finger, sighed, and went out to pick up the broomstick. "Miss, you rest, I will come."
Zi An received the needle and went out to sit on the stone steps in front of the corridor. Murong Chi danced his sword in the courtyard.
When working as an agent, she felt that although the agents were extremely restrained on weekdays, when they were on the mission, they were more spicy than anyone else, and they did not blink when killing. Even if they were splashed by the blood of the enemy, they had to continue with the gun. .
It was a kind of killing without any beauty, only desperate, either you died or I lived.
The posture of raising the gun does not say good-looking or not good-looking, only looking at the head, one shot burst the enemy's head, and then he has a way of life.
Therefore, she used to hate killing, fighting, and martial arts, because both martial arts, Taekwondo and Muay Thai she practiced were extremely ferocious, winning with force and winning with fierceness.
She has never seen such beautiful and elegant martial arts, of course, except on TV.
A white, loose brocade robe with long arms stretched out, a long sword pointing, a spin, a look back, pointed by the tip of the sword, it looks elegant, but it is like a rainbow, and the sword is domineering.
The leaves around him were swept down by his sword qi, like a layer of green snowflakes floating, and his figure gradually rose and twirled, and the sword qi was shrouded, and the fallen leaves were also turned to form a green band, which was indescribably beautiful.
She supported her cheeks and looked fascinated. This was his future husband-in-law. Whether he loved it or not, he didn't love anyone, just hers.
Suddenly, he stood up, holding his sword, turning his head back, raising his eyebrows, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, "Look at your stupidity, sullen."
An otherwise beautiful picture was suddenly torn.
Zi An withdrew his eyes and stood up blankly. She had n’t thought about anything just now, and she did n’t want to love anyone.
When she just wanted to go in, she saw two guards help Ni Rong in.