Happy Marriage

Mrs. Hou couldn't help being surprised: "Jingyun, why are you here?"

Yu Jingyun's nose was open, his face was ashen, his breathing was a little heavy, and flames almost spewed from his eyes.

"What the **** is going on?"

These words popped out of his teeth, word by word, with vigorous anger.

Xue Shi was already terrified and trembling, unable to say a word.

Mrs. Hou coughed lightly and asked with a dry smile, "What's the matter?"

Yu Jingyun stepped into the house and narrowed his eyes: "An Sheng fell into the water, did you really push him down on purpose? Then you arranged for Zheng Yuan in advance to take advantage of the rescue, intending to ruin An Sheng's reputation. What is your intention?"

Mrs. Hou was obviously flustered: "How is it possible? Jingyun, who are you listening to? Is An Sheng awake?"

Yu Jingyun took a deep look at his mother, then turned around, facing Xue Shi, the long sword in his hand was drawn, and aimed at Xue Shi's heart: "Speaking of you, if there is a half-truth, My sword has no eyes."

Shi Xue was so frightened that she almost drowned, and she glanced at Mrs. Hou, flustered and at a loss.

Yu Jingyun's long sword moved forward an inch, and the sharp blade immediately pierced through the front of his shirt and pressed against his skin.

Xue's soul was suddenly dissipated, and she closed her eyes in fright. She told it all, and pleaded: "Sir, this is none of my business. It was Madam who came to me through the princess of Prince Lingrui's mansion and said that she wanted to marry Zheng Yuan for An Sheng. All this. , It's all Madam's idea, I just follow orders."

"Bullshit!"

Mrs. Hou Ye was already at the end of the battle, and she still tried to make a final argument.

Yu Jingyun gave his mother a cold look, and then continued to force Xue: "Is everything you said true?"

Xue Shi was almost paralyzed into a lump of mud, shaking like chaff: "It's true, it's true. But An Sheng actually dragged my family Ziwu into the water. Zheng Yuan didn't save An Sheng, but regarded Ziwu as An Sheng. rescued."

Yu Jingyun's hand holding the long sword couldn't help but start to tremble, almost unable to hold it.

Leng Nanxian's questioning voice rang in his ears: "Who do you think gave them the courage?"

Xia Ansheng's joking question was still in his ears: "If it were me and your mother, what would you do?"

He couldn't accept the fact that it was his mother who killed An Sheng.

What should he do?

What else can he do?

Others can kill and vent their anger, but my mother can't. Even reprimanding that is unfilial.

Xue Shi finally couldn't hold it anymore, and slumped to the ground, kowtowing like garlic: "Master Shi, everything the woman said is true, please forgive me!"

Yu Jingyun slowly lowered his head, the tip of his sword downwards, and said coldly, "Sin deserves death!"

Yes, he wanted to avenge An Sheng. As soon as the sword goes down, all the grievances are over.

"Today, I will ask you to apologize to An Sheng by death!"

Madam Hou grabbed his hand holding the sword: "What do you want to do?"

Yu Jingyun didn't even look at her: "Of course it's to avenge An Sheng."

"What revenge? Isn't An Sheng still alive? Besides, she is An Sheng's mother. How can there be any reason to kill her mother to avenge her daughter? You want to add to An Sheng's eternal infamy!"

Yu Jingyun snorted coldly: "Mother? Is she worthy of being a mother?"

This sentence, with a double meaning, seems to be scolding the Xue family, and it seems to be accusing Mrs. Hou.

Her hands couldn't help but froze: "She is also the wife of a high-ranking court official, how could it be that you killed him?"

Yu Jingyun slowly raised the corners of his lips, and let out a sarcastic smile: "I said, those who dare to bully An Sheng will kill someone and meet a Buddha. She, and Xia Ziwu, who pushed An Sheng into the water, don't want to live. I Just to let the people in the capital see what happened to the person who harmed An Sheng!"

"According to your words, you want to kill me to relieve your anger?" Mrs. Hou Ye said sharply.

Yu Jingyun's hand holding the sword became weaker. The sword "Cang Ling" fell to the ground with a sullen cold light.

Xue Shi, as if being granted amnesty, got up and fled.

Yu Jingyun took a deep breath: "Why? Why do you treat An Sheng like this?"

Madam Hou let go of his hand and said calmly, "No reason, just because you won't listen to your mother, then Xia Ansheng is not suitable for you."

"Why is she not suitable for me?" Yu Jingyun was a little mad: "In your eyes, that Ling Luobing is the most suitable for me, isn't it?"

"Yes, Jingyun, there is no person in this world who is more suitable to be the prince concubine of the Hou Mansion than Luo Bing. This Xia Ansheng is smart, nosy, no respect, and the most important thing is that she is not with you! Not only I, not even your grandmother now agrees!"

"So, you're going to kill An Sheng and use this filthy method to ruin her life?" Yu Jingyun couldn't calm down anymore, and almost roared.

"No! I'm just looking for another suitable family for her." Mrs. Hou Ye defended.

Yu Jingyun laughed in anger, and burst into tears: "I never imagined that my mother would do such a despicable, sinister and dirty thing, treating human life as a mustard, and turning her hand into a cloud over her hand. for rain.

Haha, no wonder An Sheng was so afraid of me that he repeatedly proposed to leave the Hou residence. It's ridiculous, I am proud of myself, let her live in the Hou Mansion, and want to use the prosperity of the Hou Mansion to attract her to stay willingly, I am really stupid! "

Mrs. Hou was furious: "How dare you use such vicious words to describe your mother? Yun'er, she is a Xia Ansheng, is it worth letting you do this?"

"How am I? What can I do?" Yu Jingyun asked aggressively: "You are my mother, I can't do anything! She suffered so much grievance in our Houfu, the only thing I can do is Killed two pawns to relieve her anger! But this time, the accomplices are her nominal mother and my cousin. Haha, mother, you really know how to calculate!"

Mrs. Hou was silent for a while: "Yun'er, mother did this with all her energy, but it was all for your own good!"

"Don't use the guise of this affection to control my life! I know my heart better than you!"

Yu Jingyun refuted it mercilessly.

Mrs. Hou's anger also came up: "It's already like this, what do you say? Anyway, I'm here, for that Xia Ansheng, you just kill me! Anyway, as long as I'm here in one breath , I will never allow that girl to enter the door of my Hou residence!"

Yu Jingyun gasped for breath, trying to hold back his anger: "Really?"

Mrs. Hou Ye firmly said: "She is not worthy of Xia Ansheng!"

Yu Jingyun turned around and left.

"What are you going to do?"

"You don't want Xia Ansheng to enter the gate of my Hou's mansion. Then, I can only take An Sheng with me!"

Yu Jingyun didn't look back.

"you dare?"

Yu Jingyun paused and snorted: "I really dare."

After saying that, he strode out of the yard, leaving only a firm back to Mrs. Hou.

Madam Hou was furious and overturned the table. The cups, bowls and chopsticks on the table "crackly" fell to the ground, and the soup splashed all over the place.

"Rebel! I can't control it anymore!" She clenched her heart and gasped: "Come here, prepare your pen and ink, I'm going to fix the book for Lord Hou, and let him hurry back and take care of his good son!"

An Sheng had an extremely long nightmare. In his sleep, Xia Ziwu pushed his slightly smug face when he fell into the water, which coincided with the hideous and sinister expression in his previous life.

She thought that if she lived a new life, could she still not escape the doom of Xia Ziwu's conspiracy?

I was dazed by my emotions, struggling all the time, struggling, worrying about gains and losses, and even forgot the dangers lurking around me.

If you want to completely change your destiny in this life, you should let the person who killed you in the previous life be freed from redemption! For a while, he was kind-hearted and soft-hearted, so he gave Xia Ziwu a second chance.

Are you really dead?

She could even feel that her soul was erratic, as if it was ups and downs in the waves.

There was darkness around him. At first, it was icy cold, but later, it was as if he was in a hot soup, and his whole body was hot. Later, someone fished him out of the sea of ​​misery, and his body felt an unprecedented comfort.

She faintly heard quarrels, fights, and then Leng Nanxian's babbling voice.

Master's voice is very nice, like a warm spring breeze, ten miles across the border, peach blossoms bloom, willow branches sway. There is a clear spring ding dong, jumping cheerfully, brushing the soft grass on the bottom of the water, and the fish swim freely, swallowing blisters.

There is peace and tranquility all around.

It reminded An Sheng of the kind of leisurely days he had always longed for.

Songhua brewing wine, spring water decoction tea, holding a handful of water moon, full of lace-up flowers, this is probably the artistic conception. By his side, there should be a pair of slender hands like jade to help him gently brush Luo Ying off his temples.

Is the master by your side?

An Sheng took a greedy breath, she clearly smelled the fragrance of snow lotus on Master's body.

She immediately rejoiced, she must wake up, because she still has a lot of things to say to the master.

She clearly heard that the master was also saying: "An Sheng, there is still a word from the master that I haven't had time to tell you. This is the biggest secret in the master's heart."

It turns out that the master also has a secret, right? An Sheng secretly slandered. She had long known that Master must have a different story.

She remembered Master's old needle bag, embroidered with plum blossoms, who gave it to him?

And where is the master's house?

Does Master have any girls in his heart that he likes?

These are all secrets, An Sheng eagerly wanted to know, but he didn't dare to ask the secret.

An Sheng woke up in a hurry. He stared at Leng Nanxian eagerly with a pair of ink-like eyes.

In his sleep, the pair of slender and jade-like hands were holding his own small paws, fingers interlocking, clinging to his heart. The other hand was placed between his eyebrows, his eyes were lowered, and he gently wiped the corner of his eye with his fingertips.