Happy Marriage

Xue shi coughed lightly, interrupting the doctor's unspoken words, and said with a smile: "Doctor, this girl in my house just said that she is a little uncomfortable, and has been dizzy and nauseated. Can you help by the way? what's going on?"

The doctor threw up his hands: "It's a big effort, ma'am, you don't have to be polite."

Walking to Chang Jing, who was kneeling on the ground, Chang Jing raised her wrist generously, but she still glanced at An Sheng with a guilty conscience.

An Sheng was also beating drums in his heart. I wonder if the doctor would diagnose anything based on Chang Jing's pulse.

The doctor just pondered for a while and shook his head: "It's fine, but it's just because of the deficiency of qi and blood, so naturally dizzy."

"There is no other reason?" Xue shi was skeptical.

The doctor said to himself: "This old man has been practicing medicine for dozens of years, and he is also well-known in the capital. This girl's pulse is a little floating and weak, which means that her blood is weak. Moreover, she is obviously cold, and it may be that she has some Gui water in the weekdays. You still need to pay attention.”

Only then did Xue Shi let down half of her heart: "I can feel relieved in this way, thank you doctor."

After speaking, he took out the consultation fee from his sleeve and handed it to the doctor. The doctor prescribed the prescription, carefully instructed how to take it, and then left.

Xue's dragged Xue Zhao aside, and the two whispered in a low voice for a while.

Xue Zhao looked at Chang Jing, his eyes flickering, he shook his head first, and then Xue shi whispered a few words before nodding reluctantly. I don't know what the two of them are fighting.

Chang Jing knelt on the ground, although she gritted her teeth and refused to admit it, she couldn't help but feel guilty, and cold sweat oozes from her forehead.

Xue Shi and Xue Zhao turned their faces, looked at Chang Jing, and said slowly, "I don't want to pursue this matter any further. After all, Xiuliang has already suffered the crime, and if we continue to toss, it will be nothing more than It's for outsiders to see the joke, it's good to say it's not good."

When Xue said that, he glanced at An Sheng and took it for granted that An Sheng stayed here just to watch the fun.

An Sheng lowered his head, pretended not to see, and pretended to be stupid.

Xue continued: "So, this matter is stopped here, and no one is allowed to bring it up in the future. But Xiuliang also suffered because of this, and you have already lost your body, so you can just make mistakes. Madam, I am gracious and call the shots. I will marry you to Xiu Liang as a concubine."

When Chang Jing heard Xue Shi's words, she suddenly raised her head and shook her head in panic: "No, ma'am, Chang Jing is not married, Chang Jing just wants to stay in the mansion for the rest of her life and stay by my lady's side."

Chang Jing was a little excited when she spoke, and Xue Xiuliang in the back room also heard it clearly, and refused: "No! I don't want this woman! Aunt only has to teach her to give birth to a sigh of relief for her nephew!"

Xue Zhao snorted coldly on the side: "Let you enter the door of my Xue's house, that's flattering you, and you're still not happy? Now you're a waste of flowers and willows, and everyone is despised, do you still think you are a precious eldest lady?"

Chang Jing had indeed been tempted to cling to Xue Xiuliang before, and she was also bewildered by his elegant demeanor, but after this incident, she understood that Xue Xiuliang was not a good person and was not enough to entrust her for life. What's more, now that something like this happened, Xue Xiuliang hated himself to the core. If he fell into his hands, he didn't know how he would torture himself, and life would definitely be worse than death.

Therefore, Chang Jing said very firmly: "Madam, Chang Jing will never marry and serve the masters for the rest of her life. I beg you, please give Chang Jing a meal, and Chang Jing can be a cow or a horse."

In the back room, Xue Xiuliang also hated: "You'd better not fall into my hands, Master, otherwise you will definitely not be able to survive or die!"

Chang Jing couldn't help but it was a cold war.

Xue Zhao reprimanded: "What nonsense are you talking about? Your father is in charge of this matter. There is indeed one less girl in our family who can make a fire, cook and mend. You married Changjing, and there are people who serve you. lest I be burdened."

Xue Xiuliang lay on the bed and couldn't move, so he could only stretch his neck towards the outhouse: "Do you want her to kill me quietly? This girl is poisonous."

Xue Zhao lifted the curtain and entered the back room, muttering a few words at Xue Xiuliang, and Xue Xiuliang laughed and said no more.

An Sheng felt cold all over his body, and a cold air rushed to his body. Chang Jing, who was kneeling on the ground, was even more pale.

Xue Zhao walked out of the room and sneered at Chang Jing: "This matter is settled like this. From today, you will move in here and serve Xiuliang until he recovers. Then pack up and come with us. Go back. Before Xiu Liang got married, you could only be a servant girl."

Being able to marry Xue Xiuliang was Chang Jing's wish in the past. Now, her wish has finally come true, but she has a clear mind and regards it as a poison.

She mournfully begged at the Xue family: "Madam, please, Chang Jing won't marry, let Chang Jing stay, right? My young lady can't do without Chang Jing serving."

Xue shied away impatiently: "you don't need to be tired with your young lady. During the days you were in front of the old lady, didn't those girls treat her as well? Now I have fulfilled your wish, why do you still Not happy anymore? Don't toast, eat and drink fine!"

Changjing understood that the Xue family was determined, and she regretted not being at the beginning, and even more regretful that she had acted impulsive, causing such a disaster.

"Go back and pack up, don't dirty Ziwu's yard, and move here quickly, so that you can be justified in the future, and also avoid Ziwu's bad reputation in the future."

Chang Jing choked up and stood up, looked up at An Sheng, and then at the fierce Xue Shi, and walked out of the yard in despair.

Although An Sheng didn't like Chang Jing, she couldn't bear to end up like this now. She dragged the Dragon Boat Festival and left the yard together.

Chang Jing walked in front with her head lowered, wiping her tears as she walked, staggering under her feet and tripping to the ground, she finally couldn't help covering her face and crying.

Dragon Boat took two steps forward, squatted down, and went to help her.

Chang Jing threw her away: "Now, you finally saw my joke, aren't you proud?"

Dragon Boat Festival was kind, but she was so slandered by her, she was angry and pitied her, and said angrily: "If you have to think this way, you can do whatever you want."

Chang Jing was used to showing off her power in front of the Dragon Boat Festival, but now that she was down and out, she couldn't help crying: "You have a master to protect you, intercede for you everywhere, and no one can bully you, I don't have it! I don't need you to be pitiful, get out of here. Go away!"

Dragon Boat Festival sighed, stood up straight, and said in a low voice, "My lady said that she can't do anything about this matter. Go to Concubine Rou's yard and beg the master, maybe there is a chance."

Chang Jing raised her eyes to look at An Sheng who was standing in the distance. She sat on the ground slumped and cried, "It's no use begging anyone! I made a wrong step, a wrong step, a ghost, and I deserved such a consequence."

Dragon Boat Festival didn't know how to comfort her, so after a moment of silence, he turned around and left.

An Sheng asked her, "Have you told her?"

Dragon Boat Festival nodded: "But it seems that she doesn't want to beg the master, she wants to knock down her teeth and swallow blood."

"She chose the way herself, and it was her own fault to end up like this today, and no one can help her. If I came forward to deal with her, then Xia Ziwu would not tolerate her."

Dragon Boat Festival lowered his head and remained silent.

"Why, are you feeling sorry for her?" An Sheng asked.

The Dragon Boat Festival shook his head and said in a low voice, "I just feel fortunate that I left the Third Miss and went to your yard. Otherwise, it would be me who would be sitting there crying today, falling into the hands of Xue's father and son, and he would surely die. Better to die."

An Sheng didn't know what to say, so he patted her shoulder gently: "Go back."

The two returned to the yard, feeling a little bit sorry for Chang Jing in their hearts. We all know well what kind of behavior the Xue family is. If Chang Jing married into the Xue family, especially if she didn't have a title, what would happen to her, one could imagine what would happen to her.

It's a pity, no one can help her with this matter. First, it was Xue's idea, and second, she and Xue Xiulian were indeed married. Xue's opinion is the beauty of an adult.

The two sighed with emotion for a long time, and took a rest. As soon as they fell asleep, they heard crying and scolding outside.

Listening to the sound, it seems to be Xia Ziwu's yard.

An Sheng abruptly sat up from the bed, afraid that Chang Jing would not be able to fight to the death, so Xue Shi was hard?

Hearing that the Dragon Boat Festival in the outer room had gotten up, he pushed the door open and came out.

An Sheng asked, "But in Xia Ziwu's yard?"

Duanwu Zhuo was pulling his embroidered shoes, and his footsteps were heavy when he walked: "Slave, take a look."

An Sheng fell in love with the warmth in the quilt and did not want to get up. Hearing that Dragon Boat Festival left the yard, and then hurried back after a while, through the window, panting back to An Sheng: "Miss, it is indeed the yard of Miss San, I heard that something happened to Chang Jing!"

"What?" An Sheng couldn't help being surprised: "What happened?"

Dragon Boat Festival shook his head: "I don't know, even the master was alarmed, and followed Aunt Rou. Shouldn't it be Chang Jing's tricks?"

An Sheng thought for a while, got out of bed in his clothes, and came in to light the lamp on the Dragon Boat Festival.

"I'm afraid it's not a trick, but a desperate gamble. Let's go and see."

Dragon Boat Festival hurriedly warned: "It's cold outside, add an extra piece of clothing."

An Sheng nodded, tied his clothes, gathered his hair, and took the Dragon Boat Festival straight to Xia Ziwu's yard.

The back house is not big, and when I heard the news, not to mention Xia Yuan, even Xia Zixian came. Xue Shi and Member Xia sat outside on the chairs in the main hall, with Xia Zixian standing behind her.

Chang Jing was not there, nor were Xia Ziwu and Aunt Rou.

The lights in Chang Jing's servant's room were lit, and there were many figures. There was still a little girl in front of Aunt Rou at the door, and she didn't know what happened to Chang Jing.

After thinking about it, An Sheng still entered the main house. After entering, he didn't dare to talk much, so he quietly sat in the shadow of the lamp and didn't speak.

The room was very quiet, and the air seemed to freeze. Member Xia and the others lifted their eyelids and glanced at An Sheng, but they ignored him and lowered their heads again.