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Zhao Mingcheng had no choice but to pat Ziyan on the shoulder and get his hands on her.

"Alright, you can go now."

"My wife and I still have things to discuss."

Ziyan, however, was relentless.

"My lord, let me hear it too."

"That's enough, that's incredibly rude of you!"

Li Qingzhao said unhappily.

"Didn't your husband tell her about the rules of this household?"

The Zhao family, as a scholarly and prominent family,

This family naturally has many rules.

However, Zhao Mingcheng was nearly forty years old.

This concubine, however, was a beautiful young woman of sixteen or seventeen.

How could he bear to talk about those family rules?

"Alright, madam,"

"She's just a little kid,"

"Don't be too harsh on her."

Seeing how protective Zhao Mingcheng was of his concubine, Li Qingzhao

And finally I know,

Why before,

He wrote a letter saying he wanted to go to Zizhou.

But Zhao Mingcheng rejected them all.

The atmosphere in the study was becoming increasingly tense.

Zhao Mingcheng was immediately struck by a headache.

One was his beloved concubine.

One is his wife, with whom he has shared more than ten years of life's hardships.

at this time,

The voice of a servant came from outside.

"My lord, General Zhao has arrived."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Mingcheng

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He said to Li Qingzhao with a smile.

"This Chief Zhao has always admired Madam's talent."

"Now you must know that Madam has arrived,"

"That's why I've come to pay my respects."

"Madam, please come with me to see Chief Zhao."

Chapter 1584 Lament of a Woman in Her Boudoir

Li Qingzhao hadn't had a chance to agree yet.

The concubine, Ziyan, then pestered her relentlessly.

"Sir, I want to go too."

"Stop fooling around!"

Zhao Mingcheng immediately refused.

"How dare you go to see General Zhao!"

Li Qingzhao glanced at Ziyan.

"Receiving guests is the duty of the principal wife,"

"Sister, you should stay here and wait."

Ziyan watched angrily as Zhao Mingcheng and Li Qingzhao went out together.

But in his heart, he secretly vowed revenge.

Sooner or later, they will drive Li Qingzhao out of the Zhao family's gate.

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Upon hearing the report from his personal guard, Zhao Yuan

It is said that after Li Qingzhao arrived in Qingzhou,

He immediately set off for Zhao Mingcheng's residence.

He had nothing but admiration for this woman of unparalleled talent throughout history.

I'm still very curious.

I sat in the lobby and waited for a while.

Zhao Yuan then saw Zhao Mingcheng walk in with a woman.

Li Qingzhao enjoyed writing and painting.

She has never had children.

He looks to be only in his thirties.

Although not exceptionally beautiful,

But she was also dignified and beautiful.

It is full of beautiful women with known surnames.

After Zhao Mingcheng bowed to Zhao Yuan,

Li Qingzhao also gave a slight curtsy.

"This humble servant greets General Zhao..."

"Madam Li, please don't stand on ceremony,"

Zhao Yuan laughed.

"Madam possesses talent and learning, while I am but a rough man,"

"That's been famous for a long time."

Li Qingzhao humbly said,

"General Zhao is too kind,"

“There are countless talented people in this world who surpass this young woman.”

"I must thank the general for sending troops to escort me."

"You're welcome,"

Zhao Yuan waved his hand and said,

"It's just a little effort."

Li Qingzhao was polite to Zhao Yuan.

For a moment, I forgot.

The man in front of me is the leader of a bandit stronghold.

Unable to resist asking,

"I wonder which of my poems the General prefers?"

Zhao Yuan responded with a poem he had learned in school.

"A thin mist and thick clouds cast a pall over the long day; the incense burner burns low in the golden beast-shaped burner. The Double Ninth Festival has come again; on my jade pillow and in my gauze-curtained bed, the chill of midnight seeps through. After drinking wine by the eastern fence at dusk, a faint fragrance fills my sleeves. Do not say it is not heartbreaking; the west wind rolls up the curtain, and I am thinner than the yellow chrysanthemum."

He simply recited the ancient poem he knew best from memory.

But Li Qingzhao, upon hearing this,

She was stunned for a moment, then her pretty face turned red with embarrassment.

It turns out that the poem Zhao Yuan was reciting was...

Actually, it's this year's Double Ninth Festival.

Li Qingzhao's letter to Zhao Mingcheng

At that time, Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng lived apart.

And this poem,

It mainly describes her being alone in her boudoir.

That feeling of emptiness and loneliness,

The purpose of writing the lyrics was also to get Zhao Mingcheng to take her to Zizhou.

It's good for the couple to be reunited.

Now that it's being read aloud by Zhao Yuan, an outsider...

Of course she would feel embarrassed.

Zhao Yuan looked at Li Qingzhao, whose face was flushed red.

For a while,

The scene before me was incredibly beautiful.

Zhao Mingcheng, standing to the side, asked in confusion,

"This poem must be a new work by the lady this year,"

"How did General Zhao also find out?"

"Oh?"

Zhao Yuan only remembered this poem.

Now, hearing Zhao Mingcheng ask this question...

He was also taken aback.

After thinking for a while, he said,

"I usually enjoy collecting the poems of Li Qingzhao,"

"I recently heard this poem in Zizhou,"

"Perhaps it was leaked when Lord Zhao asked someone to read and appreciate the poems."

After Zhao Mingcheng asked,

I immediately regretted it.

It turns out that although this fellow surrendered to Liangshan,

But for him,

Zhao Yuan clearly didn't trust him much.

It was in this Zhao residence that...

There were also people from Liangshan keeping an eye on things.

Zhao Mingcheng was fully aware of this.