Happy Marriage

An Sheng did not expect that when he first entered the Hou Mansion, he would provoke such a right and wrong, and he almost got infamy and was expelled from the mansion.

As an excuse to rest, Yu Jingyun was coaxed back to his residence with soft words. She returned to the Jingshu Pavilion where she temporarily lived. Jin Mi'er was not there, Xin'er and Tao'er were busy going in and out.

An Sheng stopped the two of them: "Have you seen my white silk handkerchief today?"

Tao'er and Xing'er looked at each other and shook their heads: "Can't you find the girl's handkerchief?"

An Sheng nodded: "It was still there in the second half of yesterday, but I just threw it on the table. I wanted to use it early this morning, but I couldn't find it."

"Sister Jin Mi'er will come back in a while, girl, please ask Sister Jin Mi'er directly. She is picking up all your belongings. Xing'er and I can't set foot in the master's room except for cleaning." Tao'er replied first.

Xing’er turned her face and glanced at Tao’er, meaning she lowered her head inexplicably and did not speak.

An Sheng said "oh" and asked casually, "I wasn't in the yard yesterday afternoon, but someone came in to ask me to talk?"

Tao'er shook her head again: "No. Myolie and I have been in the yard all the time. If someone comes in, we will see it at a glance."

"Then it's possible that Jin Mi'er did the laundry for me. I'll ask her later. Where did she go?"

Tao'er hesitated for a while: "She said she asked the chief to get some more silver frost charcoal, so that I can warm your house in advance at night."

"Really?" An Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, he already had concerns in his heart, and sneered from the bottom of his heart, reminding himself that he needed to be more careful from now on, always be like an abyss, be cautious in words and deeds, and dare not make any further mistakes.

"Bang" sounded, as if the courtyard door was kicked open rudely.

"get out!"

There were loud footsteps outside, and someone rushed into the yard aggressively, screaming in a sharp voice.

An Sheng couldn't help but be stunned.

The rules in the Hou Mansion are strict, from the ladies in the courtyards to the rough chores. Which one is not cautious in words and deeds, and light hands? Who dares to be so presumptuous? Barely breaking into the yard without saying a word, and shouting so loudly, it is clear that he is here to provoke.

An Sheng heard the vigorous anger in her voice as he walked through the door.

As the saying goes, "One wave is not settled, another wave rises again." What is wrong with this?

Whether it is a blessing or a curse or a curse, he can't escape. An Sheng opened the curtain and went out calmly.

In the courtyard, there is already a big battle.

The servants, all dressed in clear water palace attire, with rouge-colored silk gauze flowers on their heads were lined up on both sides, and in the middle stood Ling Luobing with both hands pinching her waist, her face full of anger.

Apart from her, there is probably no other person who dares to be so arrogant and domineering.

"Sure enough, I live in the Hou Mansion in a grand manner! I still live in Jingshu Pavilion, how shameless!" When Ling Luobing saw her, fire burst out from his eyes, and he gritted his teeth.

An Sheng had to kneel down and salute, after all, he was the dignified princess.

Before his knees touched the ground, a whip shadow was already wrapped in a fierce gust of wind.

An Sheng was horrified, and hurriedly tilted his head, the whip tip rolled over her bun, knocking down the jade bell on the top of her head, and her hair poured down like a waterfall.

"Dare to hide?" Ling Luobing instructed the palace servant beside her: "Hold her down and eat me a few times before you can relieve your anger."

The palace servant responded and stepped forward immediately, to hold down An Sheng and be punished.

How could An Sheng be willing to be captured?

For this arrogant Princess Luo Bing, it doesn't mean that she bows her head to her, so she can forgive herself. Even if she obediently kneels and bears it, like Xia Ziwu, she may not be able to let it go.

She stood up with a "shock": "What does the princess mean?"

Ling Luobing's hand clenched the whip tightly, the veins were sticking out, and the fingertips were a little white.

"It's not interesting, I just want to see if my brother Jingyun will still be confused by you if I scratch your face."

"Now that I am a guest house, Princess Luo Bing thinks it is appropriate to be so arrogant?"

"Hehe, I, Ling Luobing, always do whatever I want. If I want to hit you at the gate of the palace, I'll hit you directly. Why did you worry about it? Are you trying to use the name of Hou's mansion to press me?"

"An Sheng doesn't dare, An Sheng just wants to remind Princess Luo Bing that if you hurt me, you must be famous. I was left by the old lady to diagnose and treat her waist injury. You can make excuses at will, I'm afraid Can't tell?"

Ling Luobing looked up and down at An Sheng disdainfully, and didn't pay her any attention at all.

"You pushed my brother Jingyun to use Xia Ziwu and Kexin as shields to lure him into and out of the place of fireworks in the brothel, collude with a Taoist priest to deceive the king, and I will teach you any crime!"

She didn't wait for An Sheng's defense at all, and instructed the maid: "Press it! Otherwise, some of you will look good!"

A few maids did not dare to neglect, and regardless of An Sheng's struggle, they imprisoned her with all her hands and feet, unable to struggle.

Ling Luobing raised his wrist proudly and slapped the whip again.

An Sheng was not so lucky this time. He turned his face and was hit by the whip on one shoulder.

Ling Luobing has practiced martial arts, and usually uses a whip. The whip is not only accurate, but also powerful. This whip made An Sheng feel a sharp pain even though he was separated from Chunshang. The pain spread from his shoulders to his body, and he couldn't help but "his".

Ling Luobing didn't intend to give up, she raised her arm and whipped her whip, and whistled across An Sheng's body, causing her to twitch in pain, and had to frown and grit her teeth to endure.

A surging internal force swept over, causing the whip in Ling Luobing's hand to let go, fly directly, and fall under the eaves of the corridor.

Ling Luobing turned his face in surprise and said happily, "Brother Jingyun!"

An Sheng's yard is adjacent to Yu Jingyun's residence, and her exclamation has already alarmed him.

Yu Jingyun seemed to have arrived from the wind and landed in the courtyard, full of anger. Glancing coldly at Ling Luobing, he waved his robe sleeves again, and several servants who imprisoned An Sheng let out a scream, and the bullets flew out and fell to the ground.

Yu Jingyun hurried forward and held An Sheng in his arms.

"An Sheng, how are you?"

He looked at An Sheng anxiously, his eyes full of regret.

An Sheng bit his lower lip tightly, trying to hide it, "I'm fine."

Yu Jingyun had already seen a scarlet blood mark on her shoulder, shocking.

He raised his head suddenly, looked at Ling Luobing, and asked calmly, "How many whips did you beat her in total?"

Ling Luobing has regained her cute face: "It's just a few moments, it's just a lesson to her."

"How many times?" Yu Jingyun looked at Tao'er and asked.

Tao'er glanced at Ling Luobing timidly, then looked at Yu Jingyun cautiously, and whispered, "It seems like, twice."

Yu Jingyun turned around and asked Ling Luobing with a slight smile, "Really?"

Ling Luobing proudly puffed out her chest: "Yes."

"Okay!"

Yu Jingyun lightly opened his thin lips and spit out the word softly, and then a rush of wind suddenly filled his sleeves and flew straight towards Ling Luobing.

Everyone in the courtyard was shocked!

Ling Luobing was even more horrified, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Brother Jingyun..."

Before he finished speaking, the strong wind turned into a whip, rolled up Ling Luobing, and fell to the ground ruthlessly.

Ling Luobing let out a grunt from his throat.

The servants beside Qi Qi exclaimed: "His Royal Highness!"

Yu Jingyun squeezed out two words between his teeth: "One time!"

Then, he slowly raised his hand and refocused his inner strength, but he was unwilling to give up!

"Brother Jingyun!" Ling Luobing's face turned pale with fright, and she screamed, "You actually beat me for this wild girl?"

Yu Jingyun coldly pursed his thin lips, and snorted coldly from the end of his nose.

"An Sheng is not something you can bully."

An Sheng tugged at the placket of his clothes and shook his head sadly: "Forget it, Shizi Yu, she is the dignified princess. This grievance An Sheng can bear."

Her humiliating words and her rare and pitiful gesture made Yu Jingyun feel even more pity: "Why do you suffer this grievance? If you are wronged, I am not Yu Jingyun! No matter who dares to bully you, he will definitely let you go. She returned it tenfold!"

Instead of looking at the monk's face and looking at the Buddha's face, Ling Luobing is the county lord of Prince Rui's mansion. Yu Jingyun has always tolerated Ling Luobing's arrogance and willfulness, and he has never been so vicious.

However, because of this, he understands Ling Luobing's temperament. If he can't cut the mess with a quick knife today and kill her majesty, she will be timid, and Luo Bing will definitely become more aggressive towards An Sheng in the future. He must make a decisive decision and let Ling Luobing retreat without any worries.

Sure enough, Ling Luobing was stunned almost immediately after hearing his words.

She looked up at Yu Jingyun in disbelief, her lips trembling twice: "You, you are not Brother Jingyun!"

As soon as the words were said, the eyelashes trembled, and the tears fell down.

The servant stepped forward to help him, but Ling Luobing pushed him away, and finally burst out: "I'm Luo Bing! Brother Jingyun, you've never been willing to reprimand Luo Bing! You are so hard to beat me today? "

Yu Jingyun's face was full of icy coldness, and he snorted coldly: "You can do whatever you want, but An Sheng is my bottom line. Last time at the gate of the palace, you beat her, I have endured it, and I don't care about you. But you shouldn't have to go for it!"

"What if I hit her?" Ling Luobing wiped away her tears fiercely: "She's just a pariah! There is a difference between the high and the low, and it is right for this county master to teach her a lesson! This is the rule of our Chang'an Dynasty!"

Yu Jingyun's eyes narrowed suddenly: "Then it's a rule for you to come to my Hou's mansion to be savage? This is the Dingguo Hou's mansion, and An Sheng is the guest of honor in my Hou's mansion. Is it the rule?"

Ling Luobing was immediately speechless.

"You hit An Sheng twice in total. Do you want me to do the rest of the whip, or do you apologize to An Sheng yourself?"

Yu Jingyun continued to ask aggressively.

"Let me make amends for her?" Ling Luobing stood up and pointed angrily at Xia Ansheng: "You ask her if she can bear it?"

An Sheng bit his lower lip lightly, lowered his head, said nothing, only secretly curled his lips slightly and smiled coldly.