Happy Marriage

Xue Shi laughed shyly: "Of course I can't ask for it here. However, I am also a stepmother, and I can't speak in the house. That girl An Sheng has always disobeyed my discipline. I'm afraid she will fail. Your thoughts, ma'am."

Mrs. Hou knew that she was not evading her words, and smiled confidently: "You only need to say whether you want it or not, and we will discuss the rest."

Xue Shi nodded as if pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, how could you not?"

Madam Hou Ye and Ling Luobing both grinned: "Then it's settled."

Xue's embarrassed smile: "However, after I return to the mansion, how will I explain it? You know, my old lady and my master have high hopes for An Sheng, and they want An Sheng to marry a splendid door and shine on the lintel. of."

"Glorious lintel, then also have this blessing, right?" Mrs. Hou Ye snorted coldly: "I heard that the third young lady in your family was born with a beautiful beauty and a good fortune like a prosperous husband and a son. The fourth young lady is now in Beijing. It is also the wind and water, and it is famous, and it is no worse than this Ansheng.

If there is such a relationship between our two families, the marriage of the third and fourth misses of your family will be entirely up to me, and I will pay attention to choosing two good marriages for the two girls. "

Mrs Xue was overjoyed when she heard the words: "Thank you, Mrs. Hou, for remembering. How you say what to do, the woman will only follow you."

"No matter what we do, we are all for this girl An Sheng, okay? My distant nephew fell in love with this girl An Sheng at first sight. For those of us who are elders, we just need to build a bridge and give them a chance to get along, okay?"

Xue Shi was stunned: "The woman is stupid, please ask Mrs. Hou to make it clear."

Mrs. Hou Ye smiled coldly: "In two days, if Mrs. Xia has time to spare, please come to my Hou's mansion and have a glass of water and wine."

Xue's was truly flattered: "Thank you, Madam, for your praise, I will definitely do it."

Mrs. Hou beckoned to her: "Come to me."

Mrs. Xue hurriedly leaned over and put her ear in front of her. Mrs. Hou gave a few words in a low voice, and Mrs. Xue instantly grinned.

"Madam, don't worry, I'll leave this little thing to the woman, I'm sure you can rest easy."

Mrs. Hou Ye nodded with satisfaction: "You are a smart person, and you can understand it. I won't say more about it. After I go back, I will do it carefully. Whether it succeeds or not, it is your mother's hand. The management has nothing to do with my Houfu."

Xue's heart felt as if he had eaten a sweet jujube, and his palms were sweating with excitement. The meaning of Mrs. Hou Ye, for her, is no different from Shang Fang's sword, and it is in her arms.

Therefore, he agreed with one mouthful: "Madam, don't worry, she knows the severity and she is absolutely tight-lipped."

Ling Luobing was also proud in his heart, just couldn't wait, and said to the Xue family arrogantly: "Go back and tell Xia Ziwu and Xia Zixian that the grievances between me and them will be written off from now on. The circle of noble women in the capital will never be Someone will embarrass them every bit."

Ling Luobing is a leading figure in the circle of noble ladies in the capital, who doesn't give her three points of thinness. As soon as she spoke, Xia Zixian and Xia Ziwu would be equivalent to having a backer in the future. Xue became more excited and blushed: "Thank you, the county lord for raising your hand, and thanking the county lord for raising your hand."

Mrs. Hou held up the tea cup at hand. It goes without saying that this is the meaning of seeing off guests.

The Xue family knew each other and immediately withdrew.

Ling Luobing snorted softly: "This Xue family is a smart person. It's no wonder that a broken house can climb up the ranks of Yuanwailang and become a serious wife."

Mrs. Hou nodded: "The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. At most, she knows how to lift things up, knows how to watch words and looks, and steers the rudder with the wind. In terms of scheming and intelligence, she is still a bit worse than that little girl An Sheng. Just seeing her so sullen, with joy and anger on her face, is not enough."

Ling Luobing greeted her with a smile: "It's still my aunt's vicious eyes and her insight into world affairs."

Mrs. Hou turned her face to look at Ling Luobing: "Auntie likes your simplicity, like a blank piece of paper, with all your thoughts written on your face, which is the best match for my family's Jingyun. Like Xia Ansheng, full of flowers Gu Zi, if she really married into the Hou Mansion in the future, and Jing Yun doted on her again, she would definitely be bound by her. This Hou Mansion would not become her Xia Ansheng's world.

That's why Auntie spared no effort to help you. My aunt also hopes that you can marry into the Hou Mansion and be my daughter-in-law in the future. But if Jingyun didn't have this blessing, I would have nothing to do. "

Ling Luo Bing's face darkened, and he said aggrievedly: "It's all to blame for that old man with a nose, for running up to my emperor's brother and talking nonsense, it is clearly aimed at me!"

Mrs. Hou also sighed lightly: "Auntie doesn't believe these strange powers, but the king is a taboo, and the old lady is old, so she also believes this. So, do you and Jingyun have any relationship? Without this fate, it is still an unknown."

Ling Luobing pouted and said angrily: "One day I will kill him in that old-fashioned mansion and pluck his beard clean by the roots. See if he dares to collude with Brother Jingyun to talk nonsense?"

Mrs. Hou said with a "pochi" smile: "Man Chang'an, that is, you have such courage. You are still so unruly, it seems that your father spoiled you."

Ling Luobing let out a coquettish anger: "Auntie dislikes Luo Bing."

"Where is it?" Mrs. Hou Ye laughed heartily: "We are the princess of the palace, and have such arrogant capital."

An Sheng returned to the Jingshu Pavilion where he lived, and closed the door.

There are some mixed feelings in my heart. There is the joy after the misunderstanding is resolved, the excitement of seeing Leng Nanxian again, and more, the intricate feelings for Yu Jingyun.

It was true that Yu Jingyun's almost domineering possessiveness towards her had already caused trouble and burden to her. She wanted to get rid of it, but at the same time she couldn't bear it.

In addition to the grace that cannot be written off, there is also the past relationship between the two.

An Sheng couldn't bear to hurt him, which was the main reason why she had been indecisive after she understood his thoughts, but it was also the main reason why she ruthlessly rejected Yu Jingyun after she understood her affection for Leng Nanxian.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

Since he has already decided that he doesn't want to marry into the Hou Mansion, then it is better to have short-term pain than long-term pain. It's better to be heartless and not give Yu Jingyun any more hope.

Emotions are really not something that can be forced. She forced herself for so long, and was not able to like Yu Jingyun. On the contrary, she felt more deeply rooted in Leng Nanxian.

Then, let's make up your mind. Even though she and Leng Nanxian had 110,000 impossibility, she didn't want to wrong herself, and it was unfair to Yu Jingyun.

I kept thinking wildly until the shadow of the sun slanted to the west, and then the sky gradually darkened and the stars rose.

Her food was cold and hot, but she still had no appetite, so Jin Mi'er reluctantly withdrew.

She gently opened the window, the crescent moon was like a hook, hanging low on the treetops, mixed with the cold spring wind blowing head-on, and instantly dispelled a lot of the messy irritability in her mind.

In his ears, there are faintly leftover branches and leaves, accompanied by the roar of the sharp long sword and the sound of breaking through the air.

She could hear that it was Yu Jingyun practicing his sword.

The two people's yard was only separated by two high walls, and the voices could be heard.

An Sheng seemed to be able to hear Yu Jingyun's heavy breathing.

He is not only practicing swordsmanship, but also venting.

There was a constant sound of branches falling to the ground, and the yard was probably in a mess.

Only then did An Sheng suddenly realize that Yu Jingyun didn't know when he began to gradually restrain his temper. He was no longer so arrogant, irritable and irritable, and he became much calmer.

She was stunned for a long time, and closed the window to isolate the sound from the outside.

That night, An Sheng didn't sleep well.

Yu Jingyun also stayed up all night.

Because, in the silent night, Yu Jingyun's voice of practicing his sword could be heard clearly.

An Sheng desperately resisted the urge to get up, put out the candle in the room, and pretended to fall asleep.

Doors and windows closed.

The next morning, An Sheng woke up when the first ray of sunlight entered An Sheng's house through the carved window lattice.

She stretched and sat up and listened with her ears closed. The yard was silent, as if there was no movement.

Looking at the time, Yu Jingyun should have left the house after breakfast.

An Sheng got out of bed in his clothes, gathered his hair, pulled up his shoes, and opened the window gently.

The warm sunlight streamed in, An Sheng was in a trance for a moment, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

When he opened it again, Yu Jingyun was wearing a dark green brocade robe, his sleeves rolled up, and a long sword in his hand. Standing in the yard, he raised his face and smiled at An Sheng.

His spirit is not good, with green stubble emerging from his chin, and his whole person looks a little decadent. But his eyes were sparkling, with a different kind of brilliance.

That smile, with exhaustion, seems to have used a lot of energy.

An Sheng also smiled back forcefully.

Yu Jingyun took two steps forward, looked at An Sheng and said softly, "Awake?"

An Sheng nodded: "You haven't left yet?"

Yu Jingyun shook his head gently: "I figured it out, I can't wait to tell you, so I've been waiting for you to get up."

"Figured out?"

"Yeah." Yu Jingyun was separated from her by the window, smiling naturally: "I understand the feeling you said yesterday, just like Ling Luobing was so troublesome to me, I avoided it."

The corners of An Sheng's lips opened slightly, and two long-lost little suns jumped again in his eyes, and the flowing waves became bright.

Yu Jingyun looked a little crazy for a while, and his smile was a little silly.

"So, from today, before you fall in love with me, I will never say I love you again. I am willing to get along with you as before, intimate and relaxed."

An Sheng's smile instantly froze on his face.

"If you do it deliberately, can you still call it Ziru?"