BXBX NOVEL Chapter 443: I can't hide my love
However, people's personalities are not static. Some people will be flattened by the setbacks and sufferings of life and become cold-hearted. Or slowly lose your heart because you stand too high. These are all human feelings.
And the queen's life can be said to have lived out the fantasy of all women. She is favored by her husband alone, and she is also the mother of a country.
When a person has been in a high position for a long time, under the subtle influence, his personality will inevitably become superior in dealing with things.
But no matter how many years the queen has passed, the maids around her have changed one after another. For example, when she encounters someone falling down, she still subconsciously wants to reach out to help, but never thinks of commanding the maids next to her to help.
Of course, this does not mean that she is a rotten and kind Madonna.
Shen Mingjiao smiled indifferently, and said in an understated tone, "Don't worry, according to the laws of the Great Xia, taking someone captive without reason is equivalent to kidnapping, and if the circumstances are serious, they will be sentenced to at least ten years of imprisonment. We must believe that the court believes in the law."
Sun Qiang was taken aback when he heard it, he thought that Shen Mingjiao would say with a face of disdain, "The Jin family is just a businessman, so what is there to be afraid of" and other bold words,
Xu Chunsheng seriously corrected: "According to Article 239 of the Great Xia Law, if a person is kidnapped and imprisoned without reason, if he causes death or serious injury during this period, he may be sentenced to death..."
She just memorized a long paragraph of legal provisions silently, and Shen Mingjiao was dizzy after listening to the authoritative professional terms.
She rubbed her forehead, and asked curiously, "Mr. Xu has studied Ming Jing?"
Xu Chunsheng shook his head: "When I went to work in the county government, I happened to read the fifth volume of Daxialu once."
Shen Mingjiao opened his mouth in disbelief: "...Don't tell me, just read it once, and then remember everything!"
Hearing this, Sun Qiang showed off very proudly: "Chunsheng has been good at studying since he was a child. When we were young, we went to private schools together, and he would be able to listen to what the old man taught. If it weren't for... Chunsheng is definitely no worse than Mr. Jin. .”
The teaching level here is really low. Although Sun Qiang has attended a private school for a year, he can only know a few words. He only knows that Xu Chunsheng is good at reading, but he can't tell what kind of method is good?
But Shen Mingjiao is obviously not. The imperial court holds a spring visit every three years, and those who can make the list are the elite among the elite, but there has never been a single person who can truly remember.
Even Feng Lisheng, who had been in a bad mood, couldn't help but glance at Xu Chunsheng.
In all fairness, although his memory comprehension is far superior to that of ordinary people, it is impossible for him to have a complete photographic memory.
How many people praised you? Xu Chunsheng was a little embarrassed: "It's okay! It's more convenient for reading!"
Shen Mingjiao: "...If it weren't for the man's eyes being too clear, she would have seriously suspected that the man was showing off secretly.
The bullock cart passed by the end of the village, Yaya got out of the bullock cart first, and stretched out her chubby hand to help Xu Chunsheng,
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xu Chunsheng blushed a little, but obediently stretched out his hand, and his thin, beautifully shaped lips unconsciously bent down.
Yaya held his finger tightly, waved to Shen Mingjiao and the two, and smiled innocently: "Ma'am, I'll go play with you tomorrow!"
After speaking, he took Xu Chunsheng's hand and strode towards the door of the house, and couldn't help but mutter: "Husband, you are becoming more and more like Nuobao. Every time I hold Nuobao's hand, you two have exactly the same expression..."
The handsome young man led by her just followed her obediently, with a good-tempered appearance.
It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Shen Mingjiao looked back and said, "It's quite suitable for them to be together."
Sun Qiang endured it, and finally couldn't hold back and asked: "...how can Madam think they are suitable? He will be born next spring..."
Shen Mingjiao asked back: "Except for the poor looks, anyway, Mr. Xu has grown up like that, so it's not easy to find someone with a matching appearance."
Sun Qiang was suffocated for a moment, thinking that this is a little difference? As long as Yaya looks a little better, the big girls and young wives in the village won't feel so upset!
Shen Mingjiao glanced at him indifferently: "Everyone has their own love for radishes and vegetables, as long as Mr. Xu likes it."
Sun Qiang couldn't help retorting: "Who said that, it's obviously Chunsheng who has a good temper..."
Shen Mingjiao glanced at the sky, and replied seriously: "You can't hide your liking, even if you keep it in your heart, your eyes can't deceive you."
Feng Lisheng twitched his fingertips when he heard this.
Suddenly wanted to know, how did Shen Mingjiao see him? Do you like it? Or... the same as him, just treat him as a husband!
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Shen Mingjiao jumped off the bullock cart, and asked Sun Qiang to go to Xu Chunsheng's place tonight to have a look. If anyone makes trouble, he can come and notify them in time.
The two of them must have not had much rest for several days, and we will talk about other things tomorrow.
Xujia Village is only so big. Now that there is a direction of suspicion, it is not difficult to find out what to do. Only a few people can know.
At this time, the sun was about to set, and Shen Mingjiao had been sitting in the ox cart for nearly half a day, and now she was tired and weak.
Miss Sun came to ask the two of them to eat, Shen Mingjiao hugged the pillow and lay on the bed: "Sister-in-law, you can eat first, I don't have much appetite."
Miss Sun persuaded her a few more words, but seeing Shen Mingjiao persisted, she had no choice but to give up and leave.
Feng Lisheng stood in front of the bed and frowned, looking at her boneless appearance, messy hair spread out, black hair all over her back, her fair and beautiful side face was deformed by the pressure, she looked a little cute for no reason .
Feng Lisheng didn't know why, but his heart softened. He guessed that she might not be used to the food cooked by Mrs. Sun. After all, it had been several hours since eating in the restaurant. How could she not be hungry?
He thought for a while, and asked, "How about the Yangchun noodles we ate at the restaurant today?"
Shen Mingjiao was about to fall asleep at this time, and when she heard the words, she replied in a daze: "It's not bad, kneading the face very vigorously."
After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and met Zhou Gong.
Feng Lisheng stood there for a while, then went to the kitchen and asked Mrs. Sun: "Can you make Yangchun noodles?"
Mrs. Sun was obviously a little scared of him, and nodded: "Master, do you want to eat Yangchun noodles? Wait a moment, I'll make it for you right away."
Feng Lisheng waved his hand: "Can you show me how to do it?"
Miss Sun nodded blankly, thinking about what the man said in her heart. Sun Qiang said that these two people have extraordinary backgrounds at first glance.
Ms. Sun did a pretty good job on the stove, and explained the process of making noodles in detail. Soon a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles was ready.
Feng Lisheng took a sip, and the taste was barely good, but he vaguely knew that the taste was much worse.
Based on the principle of not wasting, he finished a bowl of noodles in a few strokes. Then recalling the steps Mrs. Sun taught him, he began to knead the dough.
When Feng Lisheng first joined the army, he had been a firefighter for a while. Although he hadn't made noodles, he still had some basic instincts.
It's as if he knew how to cut the shredded meat when he picked up the kitchen knife?
After tossing and tossing three times, he finally made a bowl of Yangchun noodles that was quite satisfactory.