I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 31

"I've already asked about today's matter. General He just hurt someone. He won't kill innocent people. It's just... I don't know what Miss Qing is thinking now? It doesn't matter, just say, we are the only ones here. two."

Quan Huan knew what Su Tian wanted to ask, she shook her head, and said: "The status of a civilian girl is humble, and she dare not climb up to the general's house."

"Don't you like him?" Su Tian suddenly looked at Quan Huan.

"I..." Quan Huan choked for a moment, stammering: "No, there is nothing I don't like..."

"Then..." Su Tian felt that Qing Huan might not have any intentions towards He Qing, but she came from a scholarly family, and her father was a well-known literary master. If General He wants it, he must have all the three letters and six etiquettes, and the Ming matchmaker is marrying a girl into the house, so he will definitely not wrong the girl."

Quan Huan shook his head again: "It's not because of this."

"Ok."

Quan Huan obviously didn't want to talk too much, and Su Tian didn't like to talk too much, so he chatted a little bit about the topic, and let people have a good rest.

After setting up Quan Huan, Su Tian turned around and went to the next yard to look for Quan Huan.

The sunshine outside was just right, Su Tian quietly slipped into the next yard with her skirt in her hand.

The gate of the courtyard was open, and a young man was sweeping the courtyard, and saw a shadow while sweeping the ground. When he looked up and saw that it was Su Tian, ​​he was about to make a noise.

"Hush." ​​Su Tian gestured and lowered her voice: "Don't make any noise, go get busy."

The servant fell silent, silently doing the work at hand.

Su Tian walked to the window in two steps, saw that the window was open, and glanced in, but saw no one, so she couldn't help standing on tiptoe and leaning on the window lattice to take a look inside.

Through the shadowy bead curtain, one can vaguely see a person sitting by the small table in the inner room. The oil lamp is lit on the small table, and a halo of light is faintly haloed, which is reflected on the scroll on the table.

I am reading again.

What books did Quan Jue read?

Su Tian clings to the window frame with her arms and pokes her head to look into the room.

"Squeak~" The window frame was pushed by her elbow pressing on it, making a small sound.

Su Tian was startled, and when she looked up, she saw Quan Juan standing up from behind the small table.

"Who?" Quan Jue stood up from the table, took two steps, looked at the window lattice, but only saw a hairpin flower flashing past the window, and then blinked, and there was no one outside the window .

Quan Jue understood immediately, and said, "Come out."

Su Tian couldn't hide, so she could only pretend to be nonchalant and walked in through the main entrance with her skirt in her hand.

"How do you know it's me?" Seeing the reflection of herself in Quan Juan's dark eyes, Su Tian burst out laughing.

The corners of Quan Yu's lips flicked into a seemingly invisible arc, "Your Highness's question is very interesting."

"What do you mean? What did I say wrong?" Su Tian looked at Quan Yi with confused eyes.

"Tsk." Quan Jue flicked Su Tian's forehead lightly: "Your Highness, please think about it, who else would hide in my yard except our Highness the Empress Dowager? And it's full of flaws."

"I thought……"

"For what?" Quan Yu answered casually.

Su Tian suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned over, breathing shallowly, blowing over Quan Juan's cheeks, and said lightly, "I think you and I are in the same mind."

Quan Yi was slightly startled, subconsciously dodged slightly, put his arm on Su Tian's shoulder, and pushed her down: "Your Highness, take care of yourself."

"Self-respect?" Su Tian giggled upon hearing this, "Quan Yu, are you joking with me?"

Quan Juan stared at her: "Your Highness, you are a good girl."

Girls are all reserved, how can there be a girl like her?
"Yes." Su Tiandian nodded her head, as if she quite agreed with this sentence: "If I were a man, how could the son-in-law stand here so intact?"

With a cold face and frowning, Quan Jue sat down and flipped through the book, ignoring her.

Su Tian found a plum blossom embroidered pier by herself, sat leaning against the small table, glanced at the cover of the book, and rested her head on her arm: "Hey, brother Ping, aren't you bored?"

Sometimes she really admires the concentration power of this old monk, Quan Juan.

It's fine if you just read the book, but holding a boring academic book and sitting for a long time, Quan Yu is simply an ideal student in the eyes of Grand Master Shen.

"En." He hummed lightly, and flipped another page of the book.

Quan Juan was still recovering from his injuries, unable to go out, unable to blow the wind, holding a book and a cup of tea by his hand, listening to Su Tian chattering gossip in his ear.

Quan Juan's fingertips caressed the book. There is a saying in the book: An eagle stands like a sleeper, and a tiger walks like a disease. It is the best state to bide your time.

Sometimes, in an unsatisfactory environment, you can only be the eagle who pretends to be sleeping, the tiger who pretends to be sick, and hides the tricks.

He has always been clear about what he wants, what he doesn't want, and how to get what he wants, but now Su Tian's various behaviors may push him into the whirlpool again.

Suddenly, Quan Juan's hand holding the book tightened, and he frowned and looked at Su Tian: "What did you just say?"

Seeing that Quan Juan finally became interested, Su Tian chatted about everything, "I said, General He wants to marry Miss Qing Huan, so let me be the matchmaker. I persuaded him, but it didn't work. I think he is very good at this matter." Seriously... But he can't even pass Miss Qing Huan's test, this reckless man is probably used to fighting on the battlefield, he doesn't know what to do with his hands, and he fainted from fright."

"Really?" Quan Juan's face was expressionless, but his fingers holding the book were slightly restrained.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. Is the one surnamed He tired of living for a long time?

Su Tian sensed the unbelievable emotion from Quan Yi's subtle movements.

She talked for a long time, and when she mentioned this, Quan Juan had some reactions-doesn't Quan Juan like Qing Huan?
Thinking about it, Miss Qing Huan is really as beautiful as a flower, even a plain dress can't hide her natural obsequiousness, and she has a good temper, even she can't help but feel close to her, let alone a normal man.

But she felt that Quan Yi was not like a person who was obsessed with beauty. He was indifferent to sending so many Legies with thin waists and big breasts before, so it was impossible for him to fall in love with others.

Yes, impossible!
Taking a deep breath, Su Tian gritted her teeth and thought: Isn't it just that she is more beautiful than her, with a slender figure and a gentler temperament than her. What's so special, she still has breasts.

Su Tian subconsciously straightened her back, looked down, but it was flat.

Eh?
Su Tian moved her eyes away from her chest, and cast an angrily glance at Quan Juan who was leaning on the small table, wanting to ask Quan Juan if he fell in love with Qing Huan, but she couldn't say the sour words of jealousy .

She raised her hand and held Quan Juan's wrist, with a little force on the palm of her hand, a thin layer of sweat appeared between the tight skin: "You are my son-in-law."

(End of this chapter)