To Be A Virtuous Wife

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Chapter Sixty Six, Intentions?

Qu Qing Ju didn't go to sleep when she entered the inner room. Instead she just picked up a book to read as she sat next to the window. When He Heng came in, she didn't pay any attention to him, flipping the pages of the book in her hand.

Step by step, He Heng slowly made his way behind her. Looking at her book, he spoke: "This "Qian San Wanderings" isn't as novel as " Biography", you could change your reading choice."

"What E Nou, E Nou? The saying is the "many graces of beautiful woman," wang ye, what does this phrase mean?" Qu Qing Ju glanced at him, placing the book to one side, "I suppose wang ye prefers works like "Thousand Red Biography" and "Harmonious Spring Hall"." Those two books were about men who had managed to receive the affections of several beautiful women.

"That's totally untrue. With a beautiful wife, I don't need those," He Heng smiled as he semi-crouched in front of her, his slightly slanted eyes seemed especially focused, "Doesn't Qing Ju already know what I think?"

Qu Qing Ju looked at this man crouched in front of her, her expression gradually calming. She moved her gaze slightly: "Doesn't wang ye know how hard it is to guess the hearts of others? In this world, there is no one who can completely know the heart of another person."

He Heng smiled and moved to grab a round stool to sit on. He wrapped Qu Qing Ju's hand with his palm, "I don't need a person to completely understand me, but I know you understand my intentions, understand what I want, and understand what kind of person I am. That's enough."

Qu Qing Ju felt, for the very first time, that this man in front of her was a teensy tiny bit pleasing to look at. She stared into his eyes for a beat before saying: "Wang ye, I am just a normal person. It's not important what others say, what is important is what they do."

"I understand," He Heng stood, kissing the corner of her eye, "Those of the Imperial House think more than others from birth, but other than that, they aren't that different from normal people."

Qu Qing Ju looked deeply at him and smiled suddenly. She didn't say whether she believed him or not. Instead, she stood up to walk to the bed and took out a pouch to give to He Heng. She pointed at his waist: "The one I sewed before is old now. Change it for this one."

He Heng smiled as he took the pouch. Carefully switching the pouches, he grasped the old pouch in his hand. He stood and said: "Later, I have to go to si di's fu. I'll try to come back early tonight."

Qu Qing Ju nodded. Gazing as he hurriedly walked out of the inner room, the expression on her face slowly disappeared. She stood and walked to the window. She saw that as He Heng walked into the yard, he put the old pouch into his chest pocket. She furrowed her brow, her eyes murky.

"Wang fei, wang ye treats you so well. When he left just now, he specifically ordered nubi to serve you well," Yin Liu walked in from the outer room. She saw Qu Qing Ju standing in front of the window and asked: "The kitchen steward has just delivered the list, do you want to order?"

Qu Qing Ju turned to look at her. As she walked towards the bed, she took the menu from Yin Liu's hand and randomly picked a few dishes based on the pleasing nature of their names, "Just these, let them pick the other fruits and refreshments."

"Yes," Yin Liu put the list away. Seeing wang fei's expression was a bit strange, she asked, "Wang fei, what is it?"

Qu Qing Ju waved her hand: "Nothing, just a surprising little discovery."

Yin Liu didn't understand but couldn't ask further, submissively retreating.

Qu Qing Ju sighed. The truth of the matter was that He Heng's acting was already the epitome of perfection.