Quick wear: Stunning witch lives a long life by giving birth to children

At night, Jiang Qingxue sent someone to bring a pot of charcoal fire and two buckets of hot water to Su Yun. The little book boy came to open the door. He looked at the enthusiastic waiter and said with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Little brother, we don't want charcoal fire, we just want a bucket of hot water."

The waiter glanced into the room and saw Su Yun making the bed, so he deliberately raised his voice.

"Don't worry, this is a gift from our landlady to you. It doesn't cost any money."

When the little book boy heard this, he became even more worried and waved his hands repeatedly.

"That can't be done. We young masters often say that we don't receive rewards without merit. How can we receive favors in vain?"

The waiter wiped the oil from his mouth with a handkerchief and said sadly.

"To be honest, our landlady's late husband was also a scholar, but he unfortunately died on the way to take the exam. The landlady missed her late husband, so she opened this inn. She will take more care of all the scholars who stay in our inn, so you can rest assured In your belly."

The little book boy couldn't make up his mind for a moment, so he closed the door and went back to report to Su Yun.

After a moment, Su Yun opened the door again, smiled and cupped her hands.

"Thank you very much to the landlady for your kindness. We really don't have enough money, but I can help you write some couplets for your inn, and I'd like to trouble the second brother to inform the landlady."

If he can be named on the gold list this time, the words he left behind will be of some benefit to Huifeng Tower, so it will not be a debt.

The waiter didn't expect Su Yun to be so wise and far more sophisticated in people's ways than those stupid geese before. He felt that the boss's wife had a good vision this time, and he smiled in his heart.

"Young Master's words make sense, but it's too late today. The landlady has already taken a break. When I go back to her early tomorrow morning, I'll ask you for more ink!"

Jiang Qingxue lived in the innermost room on the third floor. The waiter quickly knocked on her door and told him what had just happened. Jiang Qingxue gave him a few rewards.

"It's pretty clever, let's go!"

The wind and snow got worse at night, there was still rain in the snow, and the north wind kept whining, beating the wooden windows crazily. Jiang Qingxue covered several Tang Pozi, but she was still woken up by the cold in the middle of the night.

"Made, this ghost place is really not for humans."

Xiao Fuzi rolled around on the quilt, his naked body not feeling the cold at all.

"Is it that cold? Why don't I feel cold? If you really can't do it, just take a body-building pill. That thing should be able to keep out the cold."

Jiang Qingxue sniffed, bought a pill in the mall, and was about to drink some water to take it. Unexpectedly, ice had already formed in the kettle, and even after pouring it for a long time, not a drop of water came out.

She just started chewing it, sighing while chewing.

"Xiao Fuzi, it's really hard for Su Yun to walk to the capital on such a freezing day. It's still more than a thousand miles away from the capital. We still have to walk for a month, right?"

Xiao Fuzi was convinced. He went out for a walk these days and found many people freezing to death on the roadside. There were lonely old people, weak women and children, and even many young and strong men.

He thought about it seriously.

"If you feel distressed, I can help him. It only takes one day to reach the capital."

Jiang Qingxue shook her head.

"Forget it then. Don't let people think we are monsters and scare them away."

Since Su Yun was the man she chose, she believed that Su Yun would not die so easily, and that he would be able to follow the established trajectory step by step.

……

Jiang Qingxue didn't sleep well all night. She got up a little late the next day. She washed up and then walked downstairs slowly. When the waiter saw her, he pursed his lips towards the door.

"Boss Boss, Mr. Su has been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Qingxue gathered her robe and walked towards the door with a smile.

I saw Su Yun standing in front of the inn door, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. The overwhelming white snow fell on him one after another, and the glistening snowlight illuminated his green clothes, making him look like a figure in a painting, with picturesque features and unparalleled clearness.

"Sir, isn't it cold?"

Jiang Qingxue chuckled, breaking this beautiful and peaceful scene.

Su Yun turned around and saw Jiang Qingxue walking towards the inn, twisting her waist. Su Yun hurriedly followed. Jiang Qingxue entered the counter and raised her hand to order the waiter.

"Is there anything else to eat? Bring a table over."

The waiter smiled and responded.

"Okay, I'll be here soon."

Su Yun saw that Jiang Qingxue hadn't eaten yet and couldn't interrupt, so she sat aside to keep warm.

After a while, the two waiters brought out the trays and placed them one by one on the table. There was a large bowl of minced meat porridge, as well as steamed cakes, steamed buns, pickled cucumbers, and pickled bamboo shoots.

Jiang Qingxue walked up to Su Yun, covered her lips and smiled.

"Sir, please come over for dinner."

Su Yun was slightly startled, then lowered his head and said.

"No."

Jiang Qingxue raised her hand to greet the waiter, and pulled Su Yun to sit down at the table. She then sat down opposite Su Yun, picked up a cup of hot tea and greeted Su Yun.

"I heard that the young master is willing to give the shop calligraphy treasures. The slave family is very grateful, but there is nothing to reward. They only prepared some simple meals. I hope the young master will not dislike it."

Several travelers who were having breakfast glanced at Jiang Qingxue and whispered to each other.

"Oh, it's really romantic!"

"I just came here last night, now I'm hooked up?"

Su Yun was so thin-skinned that she had no choice but to sit down.

"Just follow the shopkeeper's instructions."

Mu Qingshan sat aside, eyes almost sparkling as he watched. When Jiang Qingxue said a word, he took a sip of wine, and within a moment, he finished a pot of apricot blossom brew.

"Xiao Er, have another pot."

Jiang Qingxue asked Su Yun while drinking porridge.

"In addition to the pair, can you write two poems to the slave family?"

Su Yun didn't know why she said this, so she said cautiously.

"What poem?"

Jiang Qingxue blushed slightly and hesitated.

"I have always wanted to write down the two lines of poetry I saw in a book, but my handwriting is ugly and I really can't."

Su Yun heard from the waiter last night that her husband was also a scholar. She just thought it was a book left by her late husband. She wanted to copy it every day, so she stopped asking.

However, Mu Qingshan's gaze was too direct and his hostility was too obvious. Su Yun quickly noticed it. He glanced at Mu Qingshan and then at Jiang Qingxue.

"Shopkeeper, do you know that person?"

Jiang Qingxue didn't shy away from it either.

"I know him. I saved his life, and he said he wanted to marry me. But after my husband passed away, I was already discouraged and didn't want to marry again, so I turned him down."

Su Yun looked slightly apologetic.

"It's Su who talks too much, don't blame the shopkeeper!"

Jiang Qingxue stopped talking.

After the meal, Su Yun asked the waiter to bring him pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Su Yun wrote three pairs of words with a splash of ink on the spot. The waiter happily pasted one to the door of the inn.

Jiang Qingxue held the remaining two paintings in her hands, looked at them again and again, and then carefully put them away.

"Young Master Su is one of the best among people. I have to keep it carefully when I go to Ding Neng High School. Maybe our Huifeng Tower can become famous together with Mr. Su."