Warmth overnight, falling flowers.

Before dawn, Qinghe, who woke up first, leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Bai Minghe silently, not knowing whether it was joy or sadness. She was originally a passionate woman, so why bother to hurt herself? Isn’t it good to have a home? Is there a woman who can monopolize a man in this world? What kind of woman is it that can monopolize a man?

What kind of man can be exclusively owned by a woman.

Huamei's family background is much more expensive than herself, and she has no idea of ​​being exclusive. At this moment, she looked at Huamei's white light wrapped around Bai Minghe, Qinghe laughed and laughed. Maybe it's only possible in a dream.

Bai Minghe also woke up, but did not get up, but just gently grabbed Qinghe's snow-white chest.

Qinghe responded gently with a smile.

Bai Minghe didn't laugh: "Last night, there is a secret to tell you. Do you want to hear cruel statements or modify them?"

"Young Master, there is probably no difference between them. It seems that there is only one forever!" Qinghe smiled slightly.

"No, the modified statement is to deceive, to put it nicely, to coax. The highest level of coaxing is to coax you for a lifetime and to deceive you for a lifetime. And the cruel statement is to be the most direct and true, so I asked you which statement you want to hear." Bai Minghe was very serious.

Qinghe is so smart that she gently hugged Bai Minghe's head and whispered: "The young master said everything that is right, so he naturally wants to say that cruel thing. Or Huamei will like that nice thing, but the young master must believe in his heart that I can hear the most real words."

The white-known crane then showed a smile.

"Qinghe, when we first met, I had no thoughts about you. When you came to me, it was purely an accident. Whether it was a wife or a concubine, you were not a very good choice. Especially the identity of a concubine is an extremely dangerous choice."

Qinghe didn't understand, but she didn't ask. She just listened.

"You have three bad things. One is that it is too beautiful, so beautiful that it harms the country and the people, and is easily missed by others. It is the kind that is not very relieved to keep it at home." Bai Minghe said the first reason, but Qinghe smiled very happily and replied softly: "With the young master's methods, can you still lock me in the cage?"

Bai Minghe kissed Qinghe lightly on the lips.

"The second point is that your reputation is too great. When it comes to the capital, even men dare not say that you have such a reputation. I guess many people have thought about you, but they dare not reach out. Jiangcheng may all love you. For the sake of the Jiang family, Jiangcheng. The one who really helps you redeem may be Mrs. Jiang or even Shangshu Jiang!"

The smile on Qinghe's face froze. The white-famous crane is not a human, but should be a monster. Duozhi is similar to a monster.

At that time, there were so many people who gave me treasures, spices, silks, and even gold and silver. But no one dared to reach out easily, because if you stretch out your hand, you might be interrupted by others. Even a Shangshu like Jiangcheng might not dare. The reputation of the three courtesans is not for nothing. If you don’t have enough weight, you may not be able to stand home even if you listen to a song.

Only the white-famous crane is notorious and has taken him away from the capital.

Bai Minghe guessed it right. It was impossible for the sister of Jiangcheng to get her own documents from Jiaosifang.

Even Jiangcheng is not good. The fathers of several young masters joined forces to get their documents out, thanks to Xing'an, the governor of the East Factory, who helped him in the end.

"The last point is that you are too smart. Your intelligence makes me say the word "convincible". Such a woman is terrible. If you help your own man, this man will get a lot of help. Otherwise, it will be doomed!"

After Bai Minghe said that, he looked at Qinghe.

At this time, whatever Qinghe can say is fake.

Can she say that if the White-Famous He has not let her down, she will not let the White-Famous Hei be? This is really false at this time. Because this is more like a shackle. In the Ming Dynasty, a woman can only give her life, glory, soul, etc. everything to her man, and this is a good woman.

Sun Yuanjun is a little childish and a little willful.

But after she officially got married with Bai Minghe, she was doing things in accordance with the standards of a good woman in the Ming Dynasty.

"No wonder, the beauty is poor!" Qinghe sighed softly.

Bai Minghe also said: "Several women of the level of disaster have had a good home since ancient times. The stories are all nice, but who has heard of the miserable ones?"

A tear fell from Qinghe's face. She was not sad for herself, but she had heard of countless brothel women, and it seemed that their dreams came true and they found a good home, but they ended up with a tragic end.

"Tell me the secret."

"good!"

"Qinghe, the secret is very simple. You are so smart that I feel nervous, and you know a lot of things about me. So I have to make a choice, which is to ask you to help me." When Bai Minghe spoke, the man grabbed Qinghe's hand and held it tightly, as if he was afraid that Qinghe would run away.

Bai Minghe's theory comes from later generations. For example, a boss wants to make a female secretary who knows many of his secrets reliable and can help him do many secrets. There is only one way, just one word "up"

When Qinghe heard Bai Minghe's words, she didn't understand Bai Minghe's thoughts even more.

"Young Master, Qing He is your person, and you have never been careless about what you told me."

"It's OK today, but in the future. So only by getting your heart can you stay with me forever. This is the cruel truth I have told. Of course, it is also called getting married first and then falling in love!"

Bai Minghe used the word love. He originally thought that love was a modern word. When he was about to explain it, Qinghe had already found the source of the word: "Young Master, "The Song Dynasty Liu Fu's "The Collection of Qingshuo Gao's Proposals? Xiaolian Records": "The Lord is about to go, and Xiaolian cried and said, "I have a place, but I can't serve. Huaide is in love, but I feel a grudge."

"The young master means that love can be born from the heart. Qinghe dares to ask, the young master and his wife are the same!"

"Ah!" Bai Minghe was choking. Unexpectedly, Qinghe mentioned Sun Yuanjun, but he had to say something here, otherwise he would lose his sincerity. "Yes, he became a kin in a daze and slowly cultivated his affection."

"First there is love, then there is a relative. The young master also loves to dream. How many brides have you seen before getting married in the Ming Dynasty? Otherwise, there would be etiquette of raising a veil there. Qinghe really doesn't know that the young master's thoughts were all read from those books. It is said that the young master reads a lot and is known as the best in the world. Now Qinghe believes it even more!"

Bai Minghe smiled awkwardly, she was just living in an era of information explosion.

"Stay on the secret, okay!"

"Okay, Qinghe is listening." Qinghe's tone became much lighter.

"You know, where is the closest distance to your heart?" Bai Minghe asked a weird question.

Qinghe pointed to her left chest: "Isn't my heart here? I can feel my heart beating. When the young master puts his hand here, he can naturally feel my heart beating. Isn't it the closest distance here?"

"Silly girl." Bai Minghe did not put his hand on Qinghe's chest, but slid down and to the privacy: "The closest distance to your heart is in this deepest place. When you forget your love, your heart will be stolen by me." Bai Minghe's tone was a bit joking.

The clear load is like an electric shock.

Recalling all the things that happened last night, Qinghe had trust and dependence on Bai Minghe before, but she still had some reservations in her heart. She gave herself completely and 100% of her body and heart. When Bai Minghe enriched her body and her heart, Qinghe clearly remembered her feelings at that time.

At that time, I almost shouted in my heart that my own people, my heart, and everything I had started at that moment, completely and without any reservations, were handed over to Bai Minghe.

There was no reservation or a trace of doubt. From that moment on, Qinghe herself silently made a vow that she would always follow this man to the ends of the world in this life.

The closest distance to your heart!

What a terrible man, the white-famous crane in Guanzhong!

Qinghe didn't say anything when she was talking. The legend of the White Name He can see the deepest part of the human heart. She also has a deep understanding that the song of White Name He has penetrated the most fragile side of her inner world. Now in the capital, White Name He also uses more cruel means, and I don't know how many people's weaknesses will be penetrated in the future.

I dare not think about it anymore, and I dare not even talk about this topic again.

"Young Master, I found a way to enter the palace a few days ago. When I saw Sister Xueer, she asked me for a story. The story of Liang Zhu was written by the young master to me. According to the rules of the school, no one else could use it. I have washed away all the bad luck. Because I was once a courtesan, the story of Liang Zhu will be temporarily sealed within two years."

"Just as we talked about just now, there is a very tragic story. I believe that Wan Xueer has this story, and those who want to reach out to her will not even dream."

Qinghe smiled as if: "Young Master is moved."

"Get up, hold the pen!" Bai Minghe gently patted Qinghe's lotus root buttocks, and Qinghe pulled over the gauze and jumped off the bed with a angrily voice.

Bai Minghe looked down at Huamei, then gently touched Huamei's face twice, then opened Huamei's eyes halfway and closed. Huamei woke up Bai Minghe knew that at this time, pretending to sleep is definitely the smartest choice. Huamei is not as smart as Qinghe, but she is not a stupid girl. After reacting, she hugged the pillow and continued to sleep.

Sitting at the table, lit a candle, Bai Minghe was preparing to help Qinghe grind ink, but in fact Qinghe didn't even look down on the ink grind out by Bai Minghe.

The story that Bai Minghe wants to tell is also something that later generations heard. However, the real source was also in the Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!