Happy Marriage

Yu Jingyun took An Sheng straight out of the west of the city, the horse's hoof stepped on the swallow, and soon came to the gardenia sea he said.

I have to say, the sight in front of me is truly breathtaking.

An Sheng likes gardenias, especially in the summer night under the moonlight. .

But she has never seen so many gardenias. Riding on the back of a horse, looking at the past, a blue sea of ​​viburnum flowers, dotted with stars, the spring breeze is blowing, the branches and leaves are swaying, as if floating on the waves, agile and spectacular .

Especially the fragrant aroma wafting in the wind is no longer wispy, if there is nothing, but surging, scrambling for the first, the whole person seems to be soaked by the aroma, and the fragrance is like a fragrance.

She jumped off the horse and drifted past like a gust of wind in the sea of ​​flowers. When she came back, she wore a garland of gardenias on her head.

Her eyebrows were also fragrant.

Yu Jingyun didn't look at the flowers, his eyes kept following her, as if she was the most eye-catching flower in the sea of ​​flowers.

And he, dressed in red, stood in the sea of ​​flowers as pure as snow, the ink was raised, and the front of his clothes was frozen like a poem and picturesque.

"Do you like it?" There was joy in his soft voice.

Anson nodded.

Yu Jingyun can always easily understand her preferences, and doing things goes deep into her heart.

"Last year, I ordered people to transplant it from the south, build a wall around it, cover it with grass felt, and grow buds. I thought, when the gardenia blooms, I can bring you here."

An Sheng turned his head: "It's really unnecessary to recruit teachers like this, Shizi Yu."

Yu Jingyun's face was full of pride, as high as a soldier in the battlefield: "As long as you like it, I will naturally bring it all to you. One day, I will use gardenia to pave a splendid road, and I will wear it all. You of the big red wedding dress are married into my Dingguohou mansion."

An Sheng was silent for a while, and the charming smile on his face instantly softened. She gently picked a gardenia, put it in the palm of her hand, and made a ball.

Bing Qingyujie's petals suddenly turned into a mess, and the flower juice was also smeared all over the fingertips.

She spread out her palm and showed Yu Jingyun, "Is it still good?"

Yu Jingyun was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"It's cold in the north, and it's not yet the season for gardenias to bloom. You've worked so hard to promote a sea of ​​flowers. An Sheng is very grateful. But you know what? Now that the spring cold is still here, these delicate petals can't stand the night at all. The cold. Maybe they have given birth to a whole winter, and they can bloom into the sea, but when the petals fall off, the fragrance of this piece of gardenia will disappear, and no fruit will be left."

"This flower is originally for appreciation. As long as it blooms and you are happy, it is enough." Yu Jingyun said as a matter of course.

"But you violated the wishes of these flowers, your domineering and perseverance, and what you think you like have hurt them invisibly." An Sheng said leisurely.

"Say one thousand, say ten thousand, you just want to tell me, you don't want to marry me, do you?" Yu Jingyun frowned and asked with a cold snort.

An Sheng nodded calmly: "Yu Shizi, I'm here with you today, just to make it clear to you again. There is a deep and long gap between me and you, and the most insurmountable thing is not the gap in identity, but fate. I Admit that, when I first faced you, I admired you, thanked you, and worshipped you like a god, and I was also moved, but the person I want to join hands with for life is not you."

Yu Jingyun looked at An Sheng with a serious look on his face: "The person I like is you, and it has nothing to do with your family background; also, I hope you don't judge me to death because of my family background. If you don't like Hou's residence, I can take you away with Gao Fei and live the life you want. There is nothing I can't give to Yu Jingyun."

An Sheng asked in surprise: "You have your mission, your responsibilities, for me, can you really ignore it? Even if you can leave your identity as a prince and ignore the people of Chang'an, can you abandon your family?

Yu Shizi, I have said everything that should be said a thousand times, ten thousand times, now you are radiant, like a new star in the sky, brilliant and splendid, you are worthy of a better girl, and you should not make compromises for me and change yourself. . "

"As long as it can be changed to what you like, even if it is completely unrecognizable?"

Facing such a stubborn and domineering Yu Jingyun, An Sheng suppressed the smile on his face and said solemnly: "If you insist on doing this, Yu Shizi, we will be embarrassed to meet in the future, and we can only be strangers, even friends. Can't do it!"

She spoke decisively, turned around and walked away, Yu Jingyun grabbed her wrist behind her.

"Do you have to be so cruel to me?"

His voice was low, and the clouds in his eyes were full of dark twilight.

"Emotions can't be forced. Your questioning will become a burden on me."

Yu Jingyun smiled bitterly: "Forcibly? Is it because of him?"

He didn't name him by name, but An Sheng instantly understood who he was talking about.

Xu is guilty of a thief.

An Sheng lowered his head and did not deny it.

"Do you really want to live in the medicine house for the rest of your life?"

"Ansheng is rough, it's really not suitable for the wealthy family of the Hou Mansion. The light tea and light meals in the medicine house, the poverty and happiness of the rice bowl and the drink are more suitable for me."

"Tan food and drink? Poverty and happiness? Xia Ansheng, what are you kidding? Do you know what his identity is Leng Nanxian?" Yu Jingyun laughed angrily.

An Sheng blinked: "How important is your identity?"

"He is from the Jiangnan Leng family!"

"I know." An Sheng smiled slightly: "Although he was kicked out by the Leng family and did not admit that his surname was Leng, it is a fact."

"Did Leng Nanxian tell you that?"

An Sheng nodded: "Is there something wrong?"

Yu Jingyun nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, what is his identity, go back and ask him yourself. After you really know his identity, you can tell me if he can give you that kind of incense. Man Lai, the poor days of cooking tea and listening to the wind? You don't like that my family is too high, you go and ask Leng Nanxian what his father does? Why does he keep hiding it and dare not tell you?"

Yu Jingyun's words today are very strange, and An Sheng feels inexplicable.

"He didn't hide it on purpose, just because of the estrangement with his father." An Sheng defended Leng Nanxian.

Yu Jingyun has already got on his horse resolutely and stretched out his hand towards her: "I'll take you back to the Yaolu, and after you have questioned him Leng Nanxian clearly, you can tell me if you still expect to be content with the medicine all the time. Life in Luli. Can Leng Nanxian give you what you want? Can he give up everything he has and go to the ends of the earth with you like me?"

When Yu Jingyun said such a remark, he was serious, and even held back a great deal of anger.

An Sheng couldn't help but wince, a little scared.

"go!"

Yu Jingyun continued to urge.

An Sheng gritted his teeth and got back on the horse.

The horses galloped, and the two remained silent all the way. Yu Jingyun was still holding back something, his arms were as hard as cast iron, and he only poured his anger on the horse under his crotch.

Arriving at Yaolu, An Sheng jumped off his horse.

Yu Jingyun suddenly stopped her: "An Sheng."

An Sheng turned his face.

"Remember what I said, and always count. I can give you everything you want."

After saying that, he turned the horse's head, shook the reins, and left immediately.

An Sheng stood at the door and was stunned for a moment.

She has always been curious about Leng Nanxian's identity.

But what exactly does Yu Jingyun's words mean today? What did Leng Nanxian hide from him?

She was a little nervous and uneasy.

Pushing the door gently, the door was not bolted, and it opened with a push. There is also a strong medicinal scent.

The yard was quiet. Qianzhou was cooking medicine at the door of the kitchen, with his back behind his back, he kept fanning the flames with a fan.

An Sheng walked over: "Qianzhou, who is this cooking for?"

Qianzhou raised his face and gave her a cold look, then lowered his head again, ignoring her.

"What's wrong with you? Where did I provoke you?" An Sheng asked Qian Zhou's petty temperament.

Qianzhou snorted coldly: "Provoke? Who dares to be angry with you? You are the future princess of the Hou family."

An Sheng didn't take it seriously in the face of the strong hostility in Qianzhou's words, it was not the first time anyway.

She bent down and smiled: "Are you jealous?"

Qianzhou didn't refute this time, just glanced at her colder.

An Sheng saw sharply that Qian Zhou's eyes were actually red.

She squatted down: "what's the matter with you? It seems like you're crying?"

Qianzhou wiped his eyes and said angrily, "Don't worry about it!"

"Huh?" Only then did An Sheng feel that Qianzhou was really wrong today: "What the **** happened to you? Who provoked you?"

"No one provokes me? I don't dare to bother you. Miss Ansheng, please go farther and go to Huaqianyuexia with your son Yu. This Yaolu Temple is too small to accommodate you."

Qianzhou's words were full of sarcasm, and An Sheng was immediately anxious, stood up and pinched his waist: "Qianzhou, did you take the wrong medicine today? sneered, what does this mean?"

"What do you mean?" Qianzhou also stood up in a snarl, not to be outdone: "How dare you ask me what I mean? Why don't you ask yourself, torture your own conscience, your conscience is all eaten by dogs, you can I took the wrong medicine."

This crackle made An Sheng stunned: "What's wrong with me? Why do I have no conscience?"

Qianzhou plausibly asked: "You say, how does my son treat you?"

"Of course Master is kind to me." An Sheng said without hesitation.

"Of course? My son treats you well, and you don't even know one-tenth of it."

An Sheng was stunned again: "What do you mean?"