Happy Marriage

Therefore, the old lady also looked at An Sheng from left to right, only to realize that this child, who used to be rebellious and like a monkey, had been reborn.

Although the childishness on the face is still there, the twisting force is still there, but it is like a glass of muddy water. After sedimentation, the frizz and flashiness are filtered out. The shimmering moonlight outside the house was full of spiritual energy.

The more she likes it, the more the old lady feels that such Xia Ansheng should be raised in a deep boudoir, and a good marriage will bring glory to the Xia family in the future.

She was still ruthless, and looking at An Sheng's hopeful eyes, she said decisively: "What you have learned is enough to apply, so listen to my grandmother, from tomorrow onwards, don't show your face again, lest it be spread out. Gossip and rumors have delayed life-long events. Your grandmother is taking care of you, you must find a family that matches you well, and marry you beautifully. "

An Sheng's heart sank erratically to the bottom of the valley.

An Sheng came out of the old lady's room dejectedly. Xue Shi and others had already returned first, saying that Xia Zixian was so dizzy and wanted to go back to the house to rest, and come back to pick her up later.

If Guo really took the same carriage back with the Xue family, it would be embarrassing, and An Sheng could not ask for it.

It was in the middle of the moon, on the street, the lights were brilliant, and the noise was still there. The moonlight like water does not wash away the impetuousness of this world.

As soon as An Sheng stepped out of the house, he felt exhausted, as if he had just fought a tough battle.

Such a beautiful scenery of a good day, but he is ups and downs, thrilling, as if he has passed through a sea of ​​swords and fires, sweating profusely and exhausted.

She raised her face and sighed. Holding back the wetness in his eyes: "Dragon Boat Festival, let's go, otherwise we won't live up to such a good moonlight?"

The Dragon Boat Festival is also the rest of his life, full of grievances in his heart, and nodded: "Well, I don't want to go back to the house so early and face those faces."

The two walked slowly along the street, stepping into the night, and at first, no one spoke, they were all tired.

After a long silence, the Dragon Boat Festival finally said: "Miss, I'm sorry."

An Sheng turned his head in surprise: "It's me who should say sorry, I'm the one who dragged you down, but I don't know how to say it."

One sentence made the Dragon Boat Festival burst into tears: "It was the slaves who fell into their trap, and it was the young lady who was implicated."

An Sheng forced a smile and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Dragon Boat Festival shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

"Eat a cut, grow a wiser, we are all too careless, I didn't expect that the Xue's mother and daughter would do anything to trample me under their feet, and such a dirty idea could come up."

Dragon Boat Festival asked suspiciously: "But even the old lady has never approached the slave maid. When did she put the dirty stuff in the slave maid's bag? The slave maid always suspected that it was made by Chang Jing."

An Sheng shook his head and sighed: "It's not even from the old lady. When I was just protecting you, I sprinkled Coral Snake's favorite crab powder on her. If I testify on the spot, Xia Ziwu ordered Chang Jing. If you frame me, the old lady will take care of the overall situation and won't allow it, and will still blame you. That's why I mentioned my old grudge with Mrs. Lian and framed it on her."

Dragon Boat Festival suddenly felt a little scared. In her mind, the battle in the house was nothing more than a domineering fight like Xia Ziwu's. I didn't expect that there would be such a sinister method and such a profound knowledge.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

A carriage with a canopy covered in clouds came towards him, and An Sheng hurriedly dodged to the side. The carriage stopped beside her.

"Miss Ansheng!"

An Sheng raised his head in surprise, only to realize that the driver of the carriage was Uncle Leng, and that carriage was more luxurious than the one that picked him up a few days ago.

"Uncle Leng?" An Sheng didn't expect to meet Uncle Leng here by chance, and was a little surprised.

Uncle Leng jumped down neatly from the carriage and cupped his hands at An Sheng: "Miss An Sheng, my son specially ordered me to pick you up."

"Pick me up? Where is my master?"

"You'll know when you get in the carriage."

An Sheng was instantly excited, the depression of Shicai was swept away, and his heart suddenly opened up, as if he had suddenly opened his heart, and the moonlight poured in.

She grabbed the Dragon Boat Festival's hand: "Get in the car!"

Dragon Boat Festival hesitated: "But"

"What are you afraid of? I have everything. When I go back, I say I got lost and delayed."

Dragon Boat Festival also nodded vigorously, and followed An Sheng into the carriage.

Leng Bo raised his whip, turned the carriage, passed the streets and alleys all the way, passed the Xia Mansion without entering, and stopped slowly when he reached an open space in the east of the city.

"It's here, Miss An Sheng, my son is waiting for the girl in front."

An Sheng and Duanwu jumped out of the carriage, and when they looked up, they couldn't help but be amazed.

The eyes are wide open, the autumn wind is gentle, the jade plate hangs high, the water waves are vast, and the herbal orchid pavilion is like a fairyland.

By the lake, a man in white stood with his hands behind his back, his ink hair fluttering, his white clothes surpassed the snow, and he was bathed in the moonlight, like a Qiongshu facing the wind, exiled immortals come to the world, and the thousands of splendors between heaven and earth have become eclipsed.

An Sheng paused and held his breath, lest his breathing be shallow enough to disturb the beauty of this beautiful day. Poetry and painting wonderland.

Qianzhou walked over excitedly with a food basket, and when he saw An Sheng and Dragon Boat Festival, he bared his teeth and said, "Hello, Miss Ansheng, hello Miss Dragon Boat Festival."

An Sheng pursed his lips: "Have you been waiting for a long time, master?"

Qianzhou shook his head: "As soon as I came back, Master sent Uncle Leng to pick you up at the Xia family's uncle's mansion, saying that we would try our luck. We came all the way and just arrived."

An Sheng nodded, and the Dragon Boat Festival immediately stepped forward with eyesight and smiled at Qianzhou: "I'll help you clean up together."

Qianzhou knew the Dragon Boat Festival, and the two of them chatted and laughed and went to the side pavilion to clean up the tea and fruit.

Leng Nanxian turned his face and glanced at An Sheng. An Sheng smiled and walked towards him.

The wind by the lake was strong, blowing the clothes rustlingly, and when he turned his head, the jade bells above the bun tinkled.

Leng Nanxian couldn't help but look back at An Sheng's bun: "Will I cause you trouble if I take you over so late?"

An Sheng looked up at Haoyue in the sky, and said casually, "They all went back a long time ago. I walked back with the Dragon Boat Festival and happened to meet Uncle Leng."

Leng Nanxian didn't ask the reason, but couldn't help but glance at her: "You look tired and listless."

An Sheng forced a smile: "I've just finished a battle and I'm exhausted. Now that I see Master, I just relax, and naturally I don't have much energy."

"They are embarrassing you again?" Leng Nanxian asked in a low voice with thin lips parted.

An Sheng shook his head: "Perhaps it's not too difficult. They won't let me go to Master to study medicine. They said that it would be unethical. I felt scared, and my heart was full of panic, so I almost exhausted my strength."

Leng Nanxian slowly clenched the hand in his cuff, and forced a few words out of his throat: "Will you not come tomorrow?"

An Sheng turned his face, looked at Leng Nanxian, forced a smile, and the moonlight rippled gently in her watery eyes.

"Perhaps yes, Master. But I can assure you that I will definitely come back, and I will never give up halfway. You are waiting for news from my disciple."

Leng Nanxian was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Do you need Master's help?"

An Sheng shook his head: "Master's presence may only be counterproductive. Master, don't worry, my disciple has a mind, and he will definitely persuade my grandmother to agree to my return."

Leng Nanxian gave a very light "um": "Even if you are at home, don't slack off. Whenever you need your master, you will send someone to the Yaolu to speak."

An Sheng nodded, smiled at Leng Nanxian, and rolled his eyes into a crescent moon: "Why did Master come back so early?"

Leng Nanxian pursed his lips: "I just don't want to let down such a good moonlight."

An Sheng turned his face again to look at the moon, the shadow of the moon in the water, and the shadowy night in the distance.

She raised her hand, pointed at the empty jade wheel, and said excitedly: "Every year, on this day, it seems that the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the Guanghan Palace, Qionglou Yuyu, will be more obvious, that is, only Chang'e, who can't see it clearly, doesn't Do you know exactly how Shuyue Shaohua looks like?"

It was rare for Leng Nanxian to see her so childish, her face was excited, and she was also thinking of a joke: "I heard the old man say that Chang'e often takes pity on herself, and she can only see her appearance from the reflection of the moon in the water."