Happy Marriage

Xia Ziwu couldn't get out of bed for many days, let alone come to find An Sheng's bad luck. It was rare for An Sheng to have a few good days.

They probably never imagined that it was An Sheng who secretly added something made by grinding crab shells and stirring raw lacquer to the charcoal stove. Once the thing burns, the fishy smell it emits will attract nearby rats and snakes to flock to it.

An Sheng's first shot, a small test, won a big victory. Although it did not cause any harm to Xia Ziwu, it was at least a bad breath for the rice ball.

She was more and more convinced of the recipes copied that day, and at the same time, she was also full of yearning and longing for the books in Leng Nanxian's room.

She felt that those medical books were really good things, they could both save and harm people. If I could learn a little bit earlier, maybe I would be able to perceive the strangeness in A-Niang's diet, and A-Niang would not die.

She hid in the yard, trying to reduce her sense of existence as much as possible. She collected the required materials according to the recipe in her impression, locked it in the room and tried repeatedly. She never thought of using these recipes to harm anyone, she just wanted to use it to protect herself and defend her own things, including happiness.

Because she took on the responsibility of Xia Zixian's medicinal diet, she needed to go in and out of her yard. Xia Zixian pretended to accidentally ask her about Leng Nanxian again, An Shengjie shook his head perfunctorily and said he didn't know.

Xia Zixian clearly seemed to have obtained a rare treasure. She couldn't help but jump for joy. She couldn't wait to share this excitement with others, but she was afraid of being coveted, so she cautiously tested An Sheng, disappointed again and again.

Every time An Sheng mentions Leng Nanxian, his face is dull, obviously not her bosom friend.

After taking a few pairs of decoction, her condition improved immediately, and she could walk around, but her face was lightly covered with a layer of resentment and sentimentality. On, Yizhu Pavilion, looking at the bright moon, dementia, it is really spring.

Such an obvious change, but Xue Shi did not pay attention to it, she was still focusing on Luo Xia Ziwu's marriage.

There are often matchmakers in the house, and they praise the well-matched sons and buddies in the capital. The Xue family made up her mind to find an impeccable family for Xia Ziwu, so that she gave up the idea of ​​marrying into the Meng family.

Xue's conditions for choosing a son-in-law are naturally harsh. Family background, character, appearance, financial resources, power, and even the status of the people in the house are detailed and thoughtful.

How many households can a family like Meng Jinglun have in one capital? Compared with Meng Jinglun's conditions, there are always unsatisfactory points.

Layers of screening, there are two families that are said to be in good condition, and they are also children of aristocratic families. Of course, in the capital where there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, where one shot can knock down five seventh-rank officials, the other party is not very conspicuous.

There were generals among the scumbags, and the Xue Shi was so tormented by Xia Ziwu that he had a headache, so he did not refuse at that time, and happily told Xia Ziwu a treasure.

When Xia Ziwu heard the words, he immediately became violent, and he made a riot, and once again threatened to swear that non-Meng Jinglun would not marry, even if it was just a concubine.

At that time, member Xia was also in the mansion, and when he saw that Xia Zixian's stubborn illness was promising, he felt at ease, so he initially tolerated Xia Ziwu's almost shameless absurd behavior. Xia Ziwu immediately intensified, forcing the Xue family to send a matchmaker to the door to discuss marriage.

The daughter's family took the initiative to rush to discuss the relatives, but they still wanted to condescend to be a concubine. It was rumored that if they went out, they couldn't even ask for the face outside the member Xia. So Xia Yuanwai was angry, and slapped Xia Ziwu directly, and his attack was a bit ruthless.

Feeling distressed, Xue Shi jumped and cursed.

This time, Xia Ziwu suddenly became arrogant and arrogant, and burst into tears.

Member Xia loves Xia Zixian the most, but she is really helpless for this third daughter.

It is said that children who cry have milk, and An Sheng has been reflecting on this problem since then. It was because of Xue's provocation that An Ran and his sister An Ran were not favored in front of Xia Yuanwai. There was also a large part of the reason. Perhaps they were too obedient with their elder sister. Over time, Xia Yuanwai directly ignored their existence.

Every time Xia Ziwu spit, three essential magic weapons, one crying, two troubles, three hangings, won the true inheritance of Xue.

Back then, the Xue family relied on a charming and charming face, and these tried-and-true methods of dealing with men in the market, and managed Xia member externally. Now it was Xia Ziwu, and every time something went wrong, he would cry endlessly. If Xia Yuanwai still ignores him, he will use the last magic weapon.

Early in the morning, An Sheng had just woken up, and he was chatting with the Dragon Boat Festival in the yard, when he heard the noise of the people in front of him.

An Sheng stretched his neck and listened: "Is something wrong?"

Dragon Boat Festival stood under the Moon Gate and looked outside: "It looks like something happened in Miss San's yard, and I saw Madam passing by in a hurry."

An Sheng sneered in his heart, suppressed his surging curiosity, and approached: "One cry, two troubles, three hangs, shouldn't it be the last trick?"

Dragon Boat Festival turned around and went back to the yard. He didn't seem interested at all: "It's just a bluff, nothing will happen."

"Why are you so sure?" An Sheng teased with a smile: "It's not a joke to hang yourself, just kick your feet, stretch your legs, and you're over."

"Miss San and Chang Jing have cooperated very well for a long time. How can you really stretch your neck into the rope buckle? That Chang Jing dog has a bad stomach, and she has always given bad ideas to Miss San every day."

An Sheng's eyes flickered, keenly aware of the Dragon Boat Festival's dissatisfaction with Chang Jing, not pretending.

Just after the Dragon Boat Festival finished, a little girl hurriedly ran over, stood in front of An Sheng panting, caressing her heart and said, "Second Miss, Madam, Madam asked you to hurry to the third Miss's yard. ."

An Sheng couldn't help but be stunned, and asked casually, "What happened?"

The little girl was not very old, An Sheng did not recognize it, but Dragon Boat Festival knew that after she left, the Xue family re-selected the girl Changnuan to replace her for Xia Ziwu.

Chang Nuan seemed to have lingering fears, and when he spoke, it was like pouring beans into a bamboo tube: "It's the third miss who has an accident and has been in a coma and is in danger. Madam wants to take the third miss to the Lengshen Medical House for treatment, the master is not in the mansion, only you know the way. "Second miss, hurry up, the lady will be in a hurry if it's too late!"

When An Sheng heard this, he was simply overjoyed. She is not some kind of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who is merciful and merciful to save all sentient beings. Xia Ziwu really wants to kill herself, so as not to miss her sister's husband every day.

She asked, "what's wrong with Miss San?"

Chang Nuan must have been frightened, her face pale: "Miss San was slapped by the master yesterday, and I woke up early this morning and committed suicide. Thanks to Chang Jing for finding out in time, otherwise I'm afraid it would be over. Second Miss, don't delay. Come on, hurry up."

You actually made a prophecy?

An Sheng glanced at the Dragon Boat Festival, and the Dragon Boat Festival also gave her a sure look.

An Sheng was so happy to go to see the excitement, Xiang followed Chang Nuan to Xia Ziwu's yard in front.

Someone had already gone to inform Pharaoh's headgear, Xue Shi was there to pinch people, rubbing his heart, Xia Ziwu didn't frown, but Xue Shi was really frightened, hugging Xia Ziwu and crying.

Xia Ziwu's lips were blue and purple, her eyes were closed, and she lay in Xue's arms, motionless.

Chang Jing knelt aside and pretended to wipe her tears: "Miss's heart is bitter. Yesterday she talked about it all night without sleep. Today, she sat dumbly for a long time without saying a word. I can't think of the time, and it really hangs and commits suicide."

An Sheng glanced at the beam of the house, and there really was a belt hanging there, knotted at the bottom, and swaying in the wind.

Xia Ziwu is this calm? Or is it really self-defeating, and the fake drama is really sung?