Happy Marriage

An Sheng just put the spoon to his mouth and said, "He, does he come here often?"

Sister-in-law Qi nodded: "I came here the day after my booth opened in the new year. I had a bad cough, and I put so much chili peppers in it, so I coughed."

An Sheng couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Is he sick?"

Sister-in-law Qi looked at An Sheng in surprise: "You don't know? Looking at him, he was obviously emaciated, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was so sick that he seemed to have lost a layer of skin."

The spoon in An Sheng's hand slipped from his fingertips and fell into the bowl, splashing a little hot soup.

She stood up from her seat: "Thank you, Sister Qi, I'm leaving."

"Eat the wontons before leaving!"

An Sheng turned his face and smiled playfully: "Bookkeeping."

Sister Qi looked at her angrily: "Stinky girl, can Sister Qi accept your money?"

An Sheng had already got into the carriage and instructed Uncle Wang, "Uncle Wang, let's go to the medicine house."

Uncle Wang responded, whipped his whip and turned the front of the car. The horses happily followed the road where they came, and the meal stopped outside the door of Yaolu.

An Sheng jumped out of the carriage.

The door of Yaolu was closed, An Sheng patted the door anxiously: "Qianzhou, Qianzhou!"

Qianzhou lifted the curtain, walked out of the house, walked slowly to the door, and across the courtyard door, asked An Sheng angrily, "What are you doing here?"

"Qianzhou, open the door, I want to see Master."

Qianzhou snorted coldly: "No, Miss An Sheng, please come back, Yaolu is not the place where a noble lady like you comes."

An Sheng was stunned for a moment outside the door: "Qianzhou, what do you mean?"

Qianzhou smiled "hehe": "It's just what it means on the surface. You don't want to come to our medicine house, and we don't welcome you here."

"Who doesn't want to come to Yaolu?" An Sheng was not polite to Qianzhou, and his mouth was like pouring beans in a bamboo tube: "I run to Yaolu every day. Don't come. As soon as you come back, your nose is not a nose, and your face is not a face, why?"

Qianzhou inside seemed to have heard the biggest joke: "You run to the medicine house every day? I've been here all the time, why have I never seen you?"

"Nonsense, after the New Year, I have been here many times, and the door has been locked all the time. Later, it was not convenient for me to come here, and I sent people over to see it every day." An Sheng immediately retorted.

Qianzhou's smile became even colder: "Miss An Sheng, you don't need to act. I went to Xia Mansion to tell you in person that my son is ill, and he will come back after the ninth day. Are you still pretending to be stupid?"

"Have you been to my house?" An Sheng couldn't help but startled: "Why didn't I know?"

"You don't know?" Qianzhou pouted: "Who believes?"

An Sheng was in a hurry when he was outside the door: "When did I tell a lie?"

"You're lying all over the place now!" Qianzhou didn't give in at all: "My son has already fallen ill for you, and before he recovers, he will go back to the medicine house to wait for you regardless of the persuasion. You are good, how beautiful every day, how unrestrained, what ten miles. The red makeup, the lotus blossoms, and the fireworks all over the sky caused a sensation in the entire Beijing city.

Dear An Sheng, what are you doing here in Yaolu? Didn't you say that you are going to be the prince concubine of the Dingguohou mansion, and you will not come again in the future? "

Qianzhou didn't show any mercy to An Sheng at all, and gave her a good meal.

An Sheng was taken aback for a moment.

It is true that Yu Jingyun is nice to her, but why did he ever say that he would never come back to Yaolu?

"When did I say I wouldn't come back? Qianzhou, open the door, I want to see Master. There must be some misunderstanding between us."

Qianzhou turned around and left: "Did Miss An Sheng forget the rules in the medicine room? If you want to see a doctor, we will not accept you at other times."

"No, Qianzhou, open the door and let me see Master! How is he now? Is he feeling better?"

Qianzhou waved his hand: "My son is very good, you don't have to worry about it. Please come back quickly."

"I'm not leaving! Qianzhou, open the door!" An Sheng continued to pat the door: "Speak clearly! I want to see Master."

"The son is not here!"

Qianzhou threw a word in the yard coldly, and then with a "bang", the courtyard door was already closed.

An Sheng's hand slid down from the door, and his heart was full of anger in addition to grievances.

Uncle Wang walked over slowly and persuaded An Sheng, "Miss An Sheng, it's getting late, shall we go back?"

An Sheng turned around sadly, biting his lower lip aggrievedly, tears welling in his eyes: "Uncle Wang, they misunderstood me, and they don't believe what I said."

Wang Bo hesitantly said: "Miss, in fact, in fact, they have really been there all the time."

"What?" An Sheng raised his head in surprise.

"A few days ago, it was the master who asked me to rest for a few days and sent me back to the country."

"My father deliberately pushed you away?" An Sheng asked suspiciously.

Uncle Wang hesitated and nodded.

An Sheng Bingxue was smart and immediately understood the crux of the matter. Father deliberately sent Uncle Wang away, and then it was inconvenient for him to come and go, so his father logically offered to send someone over to inquire about the news, then, naturally, he could hide it from the sky and cross the sea.

She was instantly enlightened, Qianzhou didn't need to lie to herself, it must have been when Qianzhou went to Xiafu to report something unpleasant to his father, and he hadn't been to the medicine house for a long time, so Qianzhou Only with the master will I misunderstand myself again and again.

She turned her face and got on the carriage, her face ugly: "Uncle Wang, let's go back to the manor!"

Uncle Wang said "Hey", and the carriage immediately drove away.

In the Yaolu, Sister Feng hurried out and opened the door of the Yaolu, but the door was empty.

She turned her face and pinched her waist, then yelled at Qianzhou: "You little bastard, Sister Feng, I really wish I couldn't pinch you. Where do you think your usual cleverness went? Rusted? Ah? You finally hoped for An Sheng, but you are so good, you just scolded the girl away!

Anyway, you are also serving our son, don't you really know what he is thinking? You don't know where is the root cause of his illness? You just watch the young master gloomy day by day, you are happy, right? What do you say you're messing around with? "

Qianzhou retorted with a frowning face: "But Miss An Sheng, she really went too far this time. She climbed up to the top of Yu Shizi and immediately forgot us behind her head, which made the young master so concerned that he didn't think about tea and rice all the time."

Sister Feng finally couldn't help it, she jumped over and twisted Qianzhou's ear: "Isn't it just broken on your mouth?"

Qianzhou refused to accept it, shouting "Oops, Oops," while stubbornly saying, "Whatever my business, I'm just a errand messenger."

Sister Feng angrily let go: "If it's the same, it depends on how it is passed on. You are preconceived, you have an opinion on Miss An Sheng, you add fuel to the son's presence, and you give your own emotions too much to the son. I don't believe it, Miss An Sheng. It would be such a person, and there is no guarantee that it is not her flamboyant father who is wishful thinking nonsense."

"But look at the young master, regardless of his illness, he came to Yaolu and waited for Miss Ansheng for a long time. Didn't she show up at the same time? He also said with certainty that she came to Yaolu every day and said that we have no one here. This is not Are you talking nonsense with your eyes open?"

Qianzhou was very angry.

Sister Feng glared: "Is Miss An Sheng so stupid? Talking about such nonsense that is easy to be debunked by others? Your brain was swallowed into your stomach and pulled out along the way of breakfast, right?"

Qianzhou snorted softly, "Now that you've turned to her, you believe everything she says."

Sister Feng pretended to start again, Qian Zhou hurriedly covered her ears.

"I ask you!" Sister Feng said sternly, "What else did Miss An Sheng say?"

Qianzhou didn't dare to hide it, so he mumbled dissatisfiedly, and said what An Shengshicai said truthfully.

Sister Feng slapped her thigh: "I'll say there must be a misunderstanding in this, right? You and the young master are unbelievable. There must be someone here!"

Qian Zhou looked at Mrs. Feng suspiciously: "Did you do something wrong?"

Sister Feng smiled so much that a flower bloomed on her face: "Young Master is really a fan of the authorities and a bystander. He is such a wise man, how can he like to be angry with himself when he encounters such a thing? You think, that day you met member Xia Wai. , Do you know whether what he said is true or false? You have been to the Xia family, does An Sheng know?"

Qianzhou scratched his head: "But she obviously only cares about lingering with Shizi Yu and forgets us?"

"What if someone keeps misleading Miss An Sheng to say that there is no one in our medicine house? You still let her guard here every day?"

Qianzhou couldn't argue with Sister Feng, but still insisted: "It's her fault anyway."

"That's not right!" Sister Feng suddenly became furious again: "I ask you, do you want our son to be happy every day, or just as unhappy as he is now?"

"What are you asking, why don't I look forward to the young master?" Qianzhou retorted unhappily.

"When the son comes back, you will tell her about Miss An Sheng's visit, and tell the son exactly what Miss An Sheng said. The son will definitely be able to guess that there is a misunderstanding." Sister Feng said firmly.

"I'm thinking that it's okay for the son to give up. Yu Shizi is chasing after Miss An Sheng, holding her on the top of his heart. If you change to a girl, no one will look back. Isn't the son more hopeful, The bigger the disappointment?"

"Miss An Sheng is not the kind of person who clings to power!" Mrs. Feng said firmly: "Even if Miss An Sheng would not choose our son, Qian Zhou, she can't end up with you, you know? How do you choose that son? As for the matter with Miss Ansheng, we are servants, and we can't do our best, but we can't helplessly watch them have a rift and ignore it!"

Qianzhou reluctantly said "um": "Okay!"

Sister Feng glared again: "What is it? Not only do you have to explain it to the son, but you also need to be sincere and sincere to make the son feel guilty!"

Qianzhou glanced at Madam Feng fearfully, and nodded reluctantly: "I promise to add fuel to the bitterness, and let the son move with snot and tears, so that's all right?"

Sister Feng finally relieved her anger: "It's almost the same."