Happy Marriage

Yue Kexin, who was on the side, didn't say a word, and felt uneasy.

Ling Luobing glanced at her and asked meaningfully, "Ke Xin, do you think I've taught me the right way?"

Yue Kexin nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, of course."

Ling Luo Bing rubbed the other scroll at hand, and forgive Xia Ziwu kindly: "Okay, it's good to know what's wrong. After knowing what's wrong, we will clear up the previous suspicion, and the county master will treat you as one of his own in the future."

How could Xia Ziwu dare to climb up? Nuyan said humbly: "The county lord is raised high, Ziwu will definitely be the only one to follow in the future."

Ling Luo Bingfu changed his words again: "I recognize you as a sister, I want to tell you, remember not to do anything to betray me in the future, what this county master hates most is that his own people stab him in the back, so, I will It will make your life worse than death."

Regardless of the meaning of her words, Xia Ziwu kowtowed and warned, "Ziwu does not dare, Ziwu should keep his own feet."

Ling Luobing sighed and stood up: "It's much easier to talk to smart people. You two should drink this tea slowly. I'm going to find Brother Jingyun to go horseback riding, so I won't accompany you."

Yue Kexin also hurriedly stood up: "Can we go now?"

Ling Luobing raised his eyes and looked at her: "Brother Jingyun is still waiting for me, so there is no delay. You are here to accompany Miss Xia to drink tea slowly, but don't let me down."

Yue Kexin only felt that what she said today was inexplicable, and it always meant that she was scolding Huai, but she didn't understand when she had offended her. I want to ask, but I am afraid that it is trying to cover up.

Ling Luobing took the girl to take care of herself and left, Yue Kexin sent her out the door, watched her go downstairs, then turned around again, picked up another scroll that she deliberately left, and slowly unfolded it.

Couldn't help but be surprised.

The girl in the painting is smiling and looking forward, but isn't she herself?

How did the portrait of himself end up in Ling Luobing's hands?

Yue Kexin took another look at the portrait of Xia Ziwu on the ground, and suddenly shuddered.

Shouldn't this portrait be taken from Yu Jingyun's hand?

As the daughter-in-law of the Prime Minister's residence, there are few well-matched husbands in Chang'an City, and Yu Jingyun is counted as one.

She often heard Ling Luobing compliment Yu Jingyun in front of her, and she naturally felt admiration for this strange man with illustrious military exploits. However, the Dingguo Marquis Mansion chose the prince concubine, although she was also tempted, but her identity was placed here, and she couldn't really send a portrait in the past to let people pick and choose.

However, today Ling Luobing beat Xia Ziwu all the time, and made it clear that he was killing chickens to warn monkeys, and most of them were telling them to himself. Especially the last two sentences, such as "you stabbed a knife in the back" and "don't let me down with all your hard work", clearly have something to say.

Luo Bing is misunderstanding, he wants to rob Yu Shizi with her!

How could she put down her identity and send the portrait to the Dingguohou mansion like a woman from a poor family like Xia Ziwu?

However, Ling Luobing had already left. How do you explain yourself? Even if it was an explanation, who would believe it?

As she just said: "Could it be that this portrait will give birth to its own wings and fly into the Dingguohou mansion?"

Or, this portrait is simply Ling Luobing deliberately provocative, trying to crush himself?

Yue Kexin kept guessing, and the two of them became estranged when they saw it.

After two snows, it officially entered the cold winter season.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and the north wind is howling, sweeping the cold air from the bitter cold land into the capital.

After the snow fell, it was even colder and penetrated into the bones.

There was also a lot of bleakness on the street. Pedestrians shrunk their necks extremely short, squinted their eyes, and tightly closed their mouths, struggling to resist the pervasive cold wind.

Just as Leng Nanxian had expected, Yu Jingyun had never been to Yaolu since that time.

An Sheng only thought that it was indeed his ingenious feast, which frightened Yu Jingyun and did not dare to visit the door again.

Leng Nanxian could only understand what kind of temperament Ling Luobing, the county master of Lingwang's mansion, was. She has been flattered and grown up since she was a child, and she has always been bound to get what she likes. Yu Jingyun, trying to escape from her palm, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult.

The wasp's tail is pointed, the scorpion's tail is needles, and the green bamboo snake's mouth is completely incomparable to a jealous and lawless woman.

Therefore, he learned Yu Jingyun's lesson, did not dare to be indecisive, and simply dismissed Xia Zixian neatly.

I heard that two days later, Yu Jingyun sent invitations to Yue Kexin and Xia Ziwu and other beauties, inviting them to have tea at Tianxiang Pavilion.

As a result, Yue Kexin and Xia Ziwu fell ill at the same time and could not go to the appointment.

While the other two noble ladies who didn't know the sky and the earth were dressed up to go to the appointment, while still immersed in infinite longing and fantasies, they were frightened by the several poisonous snakes that suddenly appeared in the room, and they burst into tears and lost their beauty.

It goes without saying that Ling Luobing must have done something behind the scenes.

As a man of influence in the capital, Yu Jingyun will also talk about these subtle affairs, and he will be used as a snack after dinner in the market.

Yu Jingyun must have been stunned by Ling Luobing's crooked entanglement, and because he had thrown a rat, he didn't dare to walk too closely with An Sheng.

Everything was as Leng Nanxian intended, under his control.

During these days, it was rare to find peace in the medicine house.

An Sheng's medical skills have also advanced by leaps and bounds.

In a short period of time, even Leng Nanxian was ashamed of his ability to make drugs.

When Guan Hetian has free time, he often goes out to the city to hunt, and then brings back big and small prey to An Sheng.

As a result, he has become a frequent visitor in the medicine house, often going in and out of the medicine house, cooking wine and eating meat with Leng Nanxian.

Qianzhou and the others also followed each other, and not only got a round belly, but also received gifts. Guan Hetian sent a lot of well-cooked skins to the medicine hut. Leng Nanxian felt **** and refused to use them, so everything was cheap.

An Sheng looked greedy, not because of those furs, but because he wanted to go hunting.

Every time Guan Hetian talked about interesting things about hunting, she would listen with gusto and her eyes were bright.

There is a lot of wind here in Yaolu. She wraps herself into a furry ball every day, and often hides her chin in the collar of fox fur because she is afraid of the wind, revealing only her plump face and big, clear eyes. . The rabbit hair **** adorned on her bun fly lightly when the wind blows.

In Qianzhou's words, An Sheng is going backwards as he lives, and now he looks even more naive than when he first came to Yaolu.

In fact, An Sheng himself felt that he no longer had to bear the burden of humiliation, he no longer had to be bullied by Xue's mother and daughter, and he was proud of himself.

Hunting is impossible, and An Sheng feels that it is boring to eat those game.

There are many trees near Yaolu, and there are often many unreputable birds making a noise nearby.

Perhaps because of the cold winter, those birds were all round and plump.

Especially a bird with a big belly, because of its size, it looks extremely clumsy and stupid.

An Sheng was really bored, so he added a little medicinal powder from the lees and sprinkled it in the medicinal hut.

The birds smelled the aroma and rushed over to grab food. After a while, they staggered two steps as if they were drunk, and stuck their heads on the ground, unable to move.

Sister Feng picked up a dustpan and simmered a pot.

Qianzhou was suspicious and looked at Leng Nanxian: "Can you eat it? It won't be poisonous, right?"

An Sheng glared at him angrily: "Can you still believe me?"

Anyway, Leng Nanxian ate it with relish.

An Sheng asked tentatively, "Master, if I go hunting with this method, will it work?"

Qianzhou also stopped his chopsticks and looked at Leng Nanxian earnestly.

Leng Nanxian glanced at the two of them angrily: "You all eat well, and you are all covered in fur. If you walk in the woods, you are not afraid of being hunted as prey?"

An Sheng wrinkled his nose and protested, "Master is making fun of us again."

In fact, Leng Nanxian has long understood her thoughts, and secretly laughed a little: "When Guan Hetian goes hunting next time, I will give you a day off."

It was rare for Leng Nanxian to be so generous, and An Sheng and Qianzhou couldn't help but cheer.

At the time of the lively, I heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the medicine house, and the ground made a "rumbling" sound.

Qianzhou frowned and said: "It shouldn't be that master again, right?"

Leng Nanxian shook his head: "He is busy enjoying the grace of the beauties, how can he come here?"

"It's also impossible to say." Qian Zhou was busy picking up a spoonful of the meat in the pot and pouring it into his bowl, before getting up and opening the door.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, the door was slammed, and someone shouted loudly: "Open the door! Open the door!"

It was Guan Hetian's voice.

"Master Guan? It's you!" Qianzhou was relieved.

"Qianzhou, hurry up, life is at stake!" Guan Hetian shouted anxiously.

This voice called out both Leng Nanxian and An Sheng.

Qianzhou didn't dare to delay, and rushed forward in a hurry. As soon as he pulled the door bolt, the door was kicked open by Guan Hetian.

If Qianzhou didn't hide quickly, I'm afraid his nose would suffer.

Guan Hetian was holding a person in his arms, and Meng Jinglun followed behind, sweating all over his head.

"Master Leng, Master Leng!" He shouted in a loud voice as soon as he entered the door without even looking.

Both Leng Nanxian and An Sheng were taken aback and hurriedly trotted all the way.

"What's the matter, Brother Guan?" An Sheng asked hurriedly.

Meng Jinglun followed behind, so anxious that he was at a loss: "An Sheng, hurry up and take a look, what happened to Jingxian?"

An Sheng took a closer look, and only then did he see clearly that what Guan Hetian was holding in his arms was none other than Meng Jingxian.

Her eyes were closed, her face was paper-like, and she was obviously in a semi-conscious state.

"What happened to her?"

Meng Jinglun was so anxious that he was about to burst into tears: "I don't know, it's so good, but suddenly it seems like my whole body is numb, my speech is slurred, and I can't speak. The doctor in the house doesn't understand the reason. It became more and more powerful, and he became dizzy and unconscious."