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Chapter six hundred and fiftieth seven lucky three lives

 The sun sets and the moon rises, and the night falls, and the capital with the lights on its first lights gradually enveloped the bright light of the bright moon.

At this time, Liu Mingzhi was still obsessed with reviewing the documents in his hand under the swaying candlelight, and did not notice that the night had already arrived outside the window.

In half a day, Liu Mingzhi had already reviewed more than 20 stacks of documents.

Just as Young Master Liu picked up a new document and was about to read it, a knock on the door suddenly sounded in the study, interrupting his move to open the document.

Liu Mingzhi frowned slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at the shadowy figure outside the door.

"who?"

Qinglian's soft voice immediately rang outside the door: "Husband, it's my mother, I'm here to send you midnight snacks."

When Liu Mingzhi heard Qinglian's figure, he let out a sigh of relief and put the pen in his hand on the inkstone.

“莲儿,进来吧.”

"Why."

The door opened in response to the sound. Qinglian picked up a tray with her wrists and walked into the study. She walked lightly to the desk and stopped, and placed the tray in her hand on the table.

"Husband, I have cooked you a bowl of eight-treasure porridge. If you are not too busy now, drink it while it's hot."

Liu Mingzhi looked at Qinglian's pretty face, picked up the silk cloth next to him and wiped the ink marks on his hand, chuckled and opened his arms to the beauty.

“来,坐到为夫腿上.”

Seeing his husband chuckling, Qinglian silently pointed his head, walked over and sat directly on Master Liu's legs.

Liu Mingzhi took the opportunity to wrap his hands around the beautiful woman's slender and slightly plump waist, and sniffed a strand of her hair that exuded a faint fragrance and sighed gently.

"Silly Lian'er, what's the point of your depression? Are you still blaming yourself for Hoshino's affairs?"

Sakai Hoshino nodded silently, and his pretty face snuggled his beautiful face on his husband's shoulders with a low face.

“夫君,莲儿是不是很坏呀?”

"How could it be? Lian'er, you are not bad! In my husband, my sisters are all the best women in the world. Being able to marry your sisters is a blessing for my husband and I in my three lives."

Qinglian heard her husband's affectionate words, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

“夫君,你就别宽慰莲儿了.

After the banquet ended, I returned to the room and thought a lot. I really shouldn’t interfere with the matter between you and the country girl.

Even if Lian'er is kind, she shouldn't interfere in the affairs between you.

The girl Hoshino is so innocent and she is actually thinking about getting her drunk. This behavior is really a bit too much.

Whenever I think of Hoshino's simple smile, Lian'er couldn't help feeling guilty. Today's thing was really wrong.

Although my original intention of doing this was out of good intentions, I ignored one thing, that is, good intentions may sometimes do bad things.

Husband, you might as well blame Lian'er for saying a few words, otherwise Lian'er would be unable to overcome this hurdle in her heart.”

Liu Mingzhi let go of his hands holding the beauty Liu Yao's waist, stood up slightly and reached out to hold up the porridge bowl in the tray. Seeing this, Qinglian hurriedly took over the porridge bowl in her husband's hand.

"Husband, it is inconvenient for me to sit on your lap to drink porridge. I will feed you."

Qinglian blew it gently with a spoon of porridge and water, and carefully delivered it to her husband's mouth.

Liu Mingzhi took a sip of porridge and hugged the beauty's waist again.

"Lian'er, you really don't blame you for this. You don't need to blame yourself. If you really want to blame me, you should blame me for your husband."

"How can you blame me? It's obviously my fault."

"Of course it's a mistake for your husband. If you don't mess with the women first, something beyond friendship happened with Hoshino, and you naturally wouldn't think about getting her drunk today.

If you really say it wrong, it is also a mistake that is because of your husband and has nothing to do with you.

Stupid Lian'er, you do this just to fulfill the good things between husband and Hoshino. Your original intention is to be husband after all.

If you think so for your husband, how could you blame you for your husband?”

Hearing his husband's gentle and considerate words, Qinglian's pretty eyes instantly surged into her.

“真的?夫君你真的不怪妾身吗?”

"It's really not a mistake. Not only do I not a mistake for my husband, I think even Hoshino wouldn't blame you.

Don’t say that you didn’t get her drunk today, even if you really got her drunk today, and letting her and her husband have the reality of being a husband, Hoshino wouldn’t blame you.

I don’t want to lie to you, and I have never wanted to lie to you. I can tell you frankly that I am now just one last step away from the real fusion between me and Hoshino.

Therefore, even if you really get Hoshino and make what happened between her and her husband, it will only speed up the speed of my previous fusion of water and her.

That is, whether you drink Xingye or not today, you may eventually get to wherever you want to drink.

It’s just a matter of time. How could Hoshino blame you?

唉,要怪都怪为夫.

I’m so fickle because of my husband. I already have a group of charming Yingyingyanyan, your sisters, who are still thinking about provoking other women.”

"Don't blame me, I don't blame me, it's because my sisters have not done what a wife should do.

My sisters are the youngest, and I am over thirty years old. I should have arranged a few young and beautiful concubines to serve you.

However, up to now, my sisters have not even arranged a good job for you, my husband, because my sisters have not fulfilled their duties.

Husband, why don’t I go back and discuss with Sister Yun immediately and arrange two young and beautiful concubines for you as soon as possible?

I don’t know what kind of concubine you like, husband. When my sisters take you a concubine, try to choose a good person for you as they like."

Liu Mingzhi looked at Qinglian's serious expression, and felt both moved and helpless.

"Lian'er, I don't need to mention the matter of taking a concubine for you. If I really want to take a concubine for you, I would have already told you sisters.

If you can have your sisters accompany you in this life, you will be content with your husband.”

"But, my sisters are already old..."

Liu Mingzhi looked at Qinglian's entangled face and directly spoke up to the beauty's words.

"Lian'er!"

"Husband?"

"Lian'er, everything you say to your husband is the truth. It is already a blessing for you to stay with you sisters forever.

My husband is now at this age, and I really don’t want to have anything to do with some young and beautiful young girls.

人生在世,当知足为乐啊!”

“那你与星野妹子她?”

"Hoshino is an old acquaintance of his husband and a beautiful beauty of your sisters' age, so he has some love for men and women.

You can touch your conscience and swear to the sky. If Hoshino was a young girl in her prime, or a 28-year-old, or a 20-year-old girl, you would never have reached this point with her.

To say this for the husband is not because he has changed his temperament and has become less in love with beauty, but because he has his own considerations for the husband.

Although the young and beautiful young girl is beautiful and pleasing to the eye, it is better not to provoke her husband.”

“哦,妾身知道了.”

“傻莲儿,别多想了,喂为夫喝粥吧.”

Qinglian once again served a bowl of porridge and delivered it to her husband. After a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke, "Husband, why don't my sister take Qingrui home?

Although the girl Qingrui is a little older now, it is the most suitable for you, husband.

First of all, the appearance of Qingrui girl is the best choice. Except for Sister Wanyan, we sisters are almost almost inferior.

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Secondly, the Qingrui girl has a lively and gentle personality. Being with you is a perfect match made by heaven.

Third, the girl Qingrui is a little older, and she has separated from what you said that you don’t want to provoke young girls…”

"Lian'er."

"Husband?"

"Drinking porridge, you sisters don't have to worry about Ren Yatou anymore. You have your own considerations for your husband."

“哦,好吧,妾身知道了.”

Under Qinglian's service, a bowl of porridge gradually entered Mr. Liu's stomach.

正所谓饱暖思娘子.

Liu Mingzhi saw Qinglian put the porridge bowl back on the tray, hugged it horizontally, and walked towards the soft collapse beside the bookshelf that was used as a nap.

"Husband."

"Ying"

The moonlight is hazy and the autumn night is getting cooler, but it still cannot stop the spring scenery.
Chapter completed!
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