Happy Marriage

Leng Nanxian looked at An Sheng brightly: "Then can you tell the master about your past? For example, how did that young master Guan know you?"

An Sheng nodded, and did not hide it. He told Leng Nanxian how he planned to match his sister with Meng Jinglun.

The thrilling and uneasy feeling at the beginning is now an understatement. Leng Nanxian understood the determination and courage of a girl who was desperate at the beginning from her pretending to be relaxed.

Thinking back to the first time she entered the Xia Mansion, Xue Shi treated her harshly, and she couldn't help feeling sour, secretly regretting that she was too harsh on her back then, so that when she was the most lonely and helpless, she still Strictly reprimanded her like that, but couldn't help her.

And she herself, in such a desperate situation, clashed left and right, and used her intelligence to seek freedom for herself in the wolf-like summer mansion.

Leng Nanxian couldn't help but raised his hand and wanted to touch An Sheng's hair. In the two-person world separated by the carriage, he felt a little embarrassed and put down his hand embarrassingly.

"Master should have appeared in front of you one day earlier and brought you out of the Xia Mansion."

An Sheng shook his head playfully: "Master appeared neither too soon nor too late, just right."

When she said such a sentence, the bright lights outside the car window were reflected in her eyes, like a pool of stars falling.

Leng Nanxian didn't understand An Sheng's meaning, and felt that when she appeared in front of An Sheng, she was at the most embarrassed moment. If you change to any girl, you may feel that it is very bad to meet yourself at such a time.

An Sheng once believed that when Leng Nanxian, who was dressed in a clean and spotless fashion, appeared in front of him, he showed himself more like a residual red falling into the mud, as ugly as it was.

However, An Sheng thought about it, Leng Nanxian appeared a little earlier, he had not been reborn, had not experienced the misery of his previous life, and was too young and reckless. He was not good enough, Leng Nanxian wouldn't even look at him, let alone agree to accept her Xia Ansheng as his apprentice. I'm afraid that if it passes by, it will be missed forever.

If, at a later date, in order to survive in the cracks of the Xia Mansion, in order to be able to take revenge, she might do whatever she can, but she might not necessarily do anything crazy.

Therefore, Leng Nanxian appeared sooner or later, just right.

In that moment of raising his eyes, he walked into his own life. She Xia Ansheng met someone who saved her.

Everything seems destined.

The carriage slowly stopped at the corner, and Uncle Leng asked An Sheng, "Miss An Sheng, are you still going?"

An Sheng lifted the curtain: "No need, I'll just get off here."

Leng Nanxian's mind is exquisite, and she doesn't need An Sheng to explain anything, she immediately understands her concerns.

"Uncle Leng, keep moving forward and stop at the gate of Xia Mansion."

Uncle Leng raised his whip again, and An Sheng hesitated for a while: "I'll just go down here, it's not far from the mansion."

"You are my Leng Nanxian's apprentice, and you will come back in my carriage in an upright manner. There is nothing to avoid." Leng Nanxian's words were a little unpleasant.

"But"

"Nothing but."

An Sheng obediently closed his mouth.

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the Xia Mansion. The concierge saw such a luxurious carriage, thinking that a distinguished guest was coming, and stretched his neck to look inside the carriage.

Leng Nanxian got off the carriage as soon as he lifted the curtain of the carriage, turned around and stretched out his hand towards An Sheng.

An Sheng couldn't help but froze for a moment, then immediately understood Leng Nanxian's thoughts, smiled slowly, and jumped out of the carriage with his palm in hand.

Leng Nanxian smiled dotingly: "Look at how you act like a little girl, like a little house sparrow."

An Sheng smiled "hee hee": "I'm not as noisy as a house sparrow."

The porter was stunned.

Leng Nanxian smiled and said, "Go back. From now on, Uncle Leng will be in charge of the pick-up and drop-off every day."

An Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, nodded excitedly: "Well, I see, thank you master."

Leng Nanxian turned and got on the carriage, Leng Bo whipped his whip, turned the front of the car, and walked away.

When An Sheng entered the mansion, he still went to invite An to the old lady first. The old lady was slightly resentful and blamed her for coming back a little late, so she should pay attention in the future to avoid rumors.

An Sheng did not hide it, and told the old lady vividly what happened in the medicine house today.

The ups and downs of things, the old lady and An Zheng were startled and exclaimed.

"Can this sulfur really be so poisonous?" An Zheng couldn't help but ask.

An Sheng forced a smile and said, "That's not it. In the past, there were always sulphur-smoked snacks in the kitchen of the mansion, and I didn't take it seriously. In the future, I have to remember that health is the most important thing in the mouth."

The old lady was also a little surprised: "It's good to have someone at home who understands medical principles! It seems that your grandmother is right to let you go back to the medicine house."

An Sheng calmly touched his forehead, quietly took off the golden cicada and jade leaf, held it in his palm, and asked the old lady, "Grandmother, tell me, we found him at Heji Pharmacy, so that he can no longer be used in the future. Harming the people, is this the right thing to do?"

The old lady patted her heart and nodded again and again: "Yes, I hate such unscrupulous profiteers the most. You are doing a good thing for the people of the capital."

An Sheng took advantage of the situation to flatter him: "Fortunately, my grandmother knows righteousness, and I was still perturbed all the way, for fear of being blamed by my grandmother."

The old lady glared at her: "My old wife seems to be confused."

An Sheng stood up: "Then I won't disturb my grandmother. An Sheng still has homework to do when he goes back."

The old lady said with kind eyes and kind eyes: "Alright, every day, you come back to tell your grandmother about new things outside, and grandmother also feels enlightened. You have such a strong temperament. If you are a boy, you will definitely be able to make a difference in the future. It's a pity."

An Zheng pursed her lips and smiled: "My grandmother thinks that An Sheng's younger sister is getting more and more outgoing. If she gets married in the future, she will belong to someone else. That's a pity, right?"

"This **** girl, her mouth is getting worse and worse." The old lady smiled angrily.

On that day, An Zheng and her grandmother caught Xue's mother and daughter stealing food, probably because her grandmother said something to An Zheng after she came back. In front of her, she somewhat restrained her attitude towards herself. An Sheng also made a joke and went back to his yard.

In the boudoir, the lamp had already been turned on, and there were many figures and people talking.

An Sheng sneered in his heart, he really heard the news, couldn't hold back, and looked for it. I just don't know, is it Xia Zixian or Xia Ziwu who came to the door?

She coughed lightly, the door of the house opened, the candlelight poured out, and the Dragon Boat Festival called out in relief, "Miss."

An Sheng nodded: "Who is this? It's so lively."

The Dragon Boat Festival gave An Sheng a wink, a little anxious: "The third and fourth misses are both here."

Did both of them come? Although An Sheng expected it, he was also a little surprised. He stopped at the door and opened the door more openly: "It's rare that the two younger sisters have free time."

As soon as she stepped into the house, she couldn't help but froze at the door.

Xia Zixian was sitting on her bed, holding a book in her hand, frowning her eyebrows, watching intently.

That book, An Sheng, is of course all too familiar. It is the one that I study every night, which collects the manuscripts on the mutual generation and inhibition of food in the pharmacopoeia such as the Compendium of Materia Medica.

Every time An Sheng watched it, he would put it away. How did Xia Zixian get it?

An Sheng turned his eyes and saw that the bed tents were all brand new, and he understood that it should be the Dragon Boat Festival to change the bed tents today. He threw the books aside and did not pick them up.

"Our little genius doctor has finally returned?" Xia Ziwu said slightly sarcastically.

An Sheng said indifferently: "I don't dare to do it."

"I heard that Uncle Wang went to the Yaolu to pick you up today, and he was in vain?" Xia Ziwu didn't hide his curiosity, and asked straight to the point.

An Sheng nodded: "It happened that Master entered the city today, so he brought me back with him."

Xia Zixian closed the book with a "snap": "You said that the cold genius doctor made a special trip to send you back?"

"Yeah," An Sheng said casually, "Master said that the house's carriage is nervous, so he will just send his driver to pick me up in the future, so I don't bother Uncle Wang."

Xia Ziwu and Xia Zixian looked at each other, full of suspicion: "Leng Nanxian is only a poor man, how could there be such a luxurious carriage?"

An Sheng smiled slightly: "I don't know that very well, but most of the family is still wealthy."