Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

    His voice was hoarse with some playfulness, and anyone who listened to it felt heartbroken.

    What did Su Miao say last time - a person like his cousin never valued his status. . However, if one day he is willing to make you his wife against all opinions, then you can believe that he is really planted in your hands.

    Li Jingyun is crazy, then she is crazy again, and she is also a grasshopper on a rope.

    "Okay." Zhuang Shi was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes, "You all think so, then I have nothing to say."

    Jing Yun is the most unwilling person to marry a wife, and Hua Yue is also the most unwilling person to be the daughter-in-law of the General’s House. None of them are fools, but they are all willing to make this decision, she is blind Wife, who can stop me?

    Zhuang Shi pursed her lips, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were slightly wrinkled, melancholy and worried.

    How come these two people bumped into each other.

    Li Jingyun got up after the ceremony, "You guys go out first, I'll have a word with my mother."

     Mrs. Zhuang touched the hem of her skirt a little uneasily, and hesitantly said, "What's wrong, you haven't spoken to me alone for a long time."

    The smile on his face faded, and Li Jingyun sat in front of her, his eyes drooping: "Is mother afraid?"

    "...How could it be." Rubbing his palms, Mrs Zhuang forced a smile, "You are the lin'er I gave birth to during my pregnancy in September, the bones and blood are connected, how could I be afraid."

    "Since you're not afraid, why are you hiding?" He looked at her curled up body and tilted his head in confusion, "Huayue is your confidant and your only pet slave, She has been monitoring your son for you for so long, is it inappropriate for her to be your son's wife based on her credit?"

    The shrunken hand trembled, and Zhuang's expression was a little flustered. She subconsciously wanted to grab Huayue's hand, but when she failed, she remembered that there were only two people in the room, lips It was immediately white.

    Li Jingyun frowned at her.

    "Hua Yue is a good child." She murmured, "She is a very good and kind child, if you want, treat her well, but Jing Yun, Hua Yue is a good child. Poor child, she is different from other high-ranking ladies. Even if she is a real wife, she is still a slave. There is no way for you to communicate with the lady of Beppu. If you really love her, keep her in the house. , don't let outsiders bully you."

    Speaking hesitantly, her articulation was slurred like an old woman who was dying.

    Li Jingyun patiently heard the last word, and then chuckled: "Since it is a mother and son who are connected by bone and blood, it is better for the mother to tell her son directly that she is an important person in the previous dynasty. , is the mother who would rather put her own son's life at risk, and also want to save the deceased son of an old friend. ."

    "..." Mr. Zhuang raised his unfocused eyes and looked at the direction of the sound with trembling.

    “You… what did you say?”

    I was only speculating in my heart before, but seeing Zhuang's excited reaction, Li Jingyun's heart sank.

    He stretched out his hand to open the Geng Tie in her hand, looked up at the eight characters he had thought about a thousand times, and his eyes were deep.

    Is there anything that can make the long-quiet old minister of Wei suddenly start to come alive? The Wei Dynasty has been overthrown, and even if any seals are dug up, there is absolutely no possibility of restoration. Why should those old men put their lives, wealth, wealth and wealth, to go to an old dynasty where even the royal family was wiped out?

    Unless the Yin royal family was not killed at all.

    Li Jingyun closed his eyes, remembering Zhuang's calm and cruel face many years ago, and couldn't help chuckling.

    "You never take the life and death of the General's Mansion seriously. People often say that a mother has a son, and now the son learns two points from you, don't show such an uneasy look Come." He got up and lightly patted the hem of his clothes embroidered with the distant mountains.

    "Jing Yun!" Mr. Zhuang came back to his senses and hurriedly reached out to grab him, "What do you know? How do you know? What do you want to do?"

    The terrified tone was very much like his own childhood.

    At that time, he also grabbed her sleeve like this, and asked her why and what she wanted to do, how did she answer at that time?

    Li Jingyun looked down at her and said calmly: "My mother is old, so don't ask if she shouldn't."

    —You are too young to ask.

    The indifferent voice passed through ten years, and finally fell back to her own ears fiercely.

    If she was hit hard, Zhuang's face showed almost self-abandoned anxiety, her eyes rolled very slowly, her lips parted and closed, her teeth were unconsciously knocked together, and there was a clicking sound. a few times. He seemed to want to reach out and pull him, but as soon as his fingertips touched his sleeve, he retracted as if he had been burned, and only stuffed it into the sleeve.

      His hair was messed up.

    Li Jingyun frowned and tried to restrain her hand, but Zhuang Shi waved her as if frightened.

    pop—

    The good white porcelain rouge box fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

    Hua Yue was comforting Shuang Jiang outside, she was stunned for a moment, and quickly pushed the door in: "Madam?"

    "I'm fine, I'm fine." Mr. Zhuang waved his hands again and again, his eyes were shaking, "Don't worry about me."

    Glancing at her messy bun and the shattered rouge box on the ground, Huayue took a breath, stepped forward and helped her to the bedside, took out a celadon medicine bottle and poured it Two pills were fed to her, mixed with a cup of warm water, and coaxed her to drink it.

    "You two should go back first." Shuang Jiang frowned, glanced at Li Jingyun and said, "Standing here, Madam can't calm down."

    Hua Yue reacted and asked her to take her place, then pulled Li Jingyun and walked out.

    She squeezed him with great strength, like she was holding onto a murderer, Li Jingyun followed her to the garden with a sullen face, but stopped.

    "Are you blaming?"

    Listen to this, it is not only angry, but also two points of grievance.

    Hua Yue's face was cold, she really felt ridiculous: "Can you say something decent? Madam has not been sick for a long time, and her concubine also believes in the son, so she dares to let the son stay alone with her, The result? Just a few words?"

     After a slight choking, Hua Yue laughed angrily, she shook off his hand, stood in front of him and looked up at him: "Can I ask a question? Is that your biological mother?"

    The Adam's apple moved slightly, Li Jingyun looked away sullenly: "You should ask her about this."

    "The concubine really asked." She gritted her teeth, "That's why I asked you now."

    Thinking of some old things, Li Jingyun sneered in his eyes: "So what if you answered? You always help her, and your heart has grown crooked from the beginning, and you still expect you to be fair?"

    Hua Yue paused, stared at him for a while, and slowly calmed down.

    He is right, she is partial to the wife, she will blame him first if something happens, in fact, what happened to the mother and son before, she has no idea at all, dare to challenge him like this, also It's just because he spoiled her tightly for the past two days, so he won't blame her.

    The expression softened, Huayue pursed her lips and reached out to hook his fingers.

    Just now she was thrown away, Li Jingyun squinted at her, with a hint of anger, and quickly avoided her hand.

    "Hey." She whispered, "If you have something to say, talk about it."

    "Did you just talk to the master?" he asked coldly.

    If there is an ear on top of the head, it must be drooping down at this time, Huayue blinked, pulled his hand back with a guilty conscience, clasped it again as if nothing happened, and then whispered : "My concubine is just anxious."

    "You can get angry with your father if you are in a hurry?"

    "No, it's the concubine's fault." She shook his hand and her eyes turned red, "But Madam was fine before, she is the mistress of the general's mansion, It's not easy for you and me to fool around, why are you still mad at her? She will fall ill when she is in a hurry. Previously, the concubine could be coaxed, but today because of the master, the concubine can't stay in that room. "

    The eyes fell on her face, and her heart tensed for no reason. Li Jingyun said slightly annoyed, "You are the one who lost your temper, and you are the one with red eyes."

    Lifting up her sleeves and wiping her face, Huayue was embarrassed to try not to start, but the man in front of him grabbed her chin without saying a word, pulled out the handkerchief tucked in her cuff, She wiped the corners of her eyes with disgust: "What's wrong, I haven't blamed you yet, you are wronged yourself."

    "It's not grievance." She pouted.

     "Okay, I know that you feel sorry for your wife, but I am a little cabbage that no one takes care of, and everyone else is a flower in that pot." He lifted his chin mockingly, "It's okay to cry. Cry first."

    Suddenly laughing, Huayue rolled her eyes.

    He snorted coldly and threw her handkerchief, took her back to the east courtyard, and when he entered the room, he picked her up and put her on the soft couch, muttering: "I said before that I was not feeling well. , then take a rest, the Lord will inquire about the movement of the main courtyard for you, and when it is all right, let someone come over and let me know, okay?"

      .

    So he nodded and responded obediently.

    Not long after, Frostfall came to send a message, saying that Madam had rested and that there was nothing serious, Huayue was relieved, and glanced at Li Jingyun, who was talking to people in the yard.

    Frostfall stood beside her and asked in a low voice, "Do you really think about it?"

    There is no one else in the room, Huayue is leaning against the soft pillow, her ears are slightly red: "Well."

      Unwilling to forgive."

    "Rao?" Hearing this word, Huayue's eyes were raised, and her youngest daughter's expression disappeared instantly, revealing two-point ridicule.

    In front of her, she looked gentle and talkative, but the little master who dominated the entire West Palace back then, except the emperor, no one could control her, and she was ruthless when he fought with his own brother, Where would you be afraid of two minions.

    It's just that the little master has been silent for too long, so long that even she thinks that she is willing to be a slave for the rest of her life.

    Shuang returned to God and gave her a salute: "The three sons left and right have only been in the palace for a few days, so I won't bother you for now."

    Hua Yue closed her eyes and waved to her.

    Standing in the yard was Liu Chenghe, who whispered to Li Jingyun for a long time, his eyes turned to the half-opened stained window of the main house, and sighed: "You are not afraid that the little sister-in-law will be angry. ."

    Li Jingyun took the things and put them in his sleeves, sneering: "A man, how can you be afraid of a woman at home?"

    Liu Chenghe looked at him hesitantly.

    "Okay." He waved his sleeves, "Don't forget to come and watch the ceremony in two days."

    Chaofeng was sitting in Liu's mansion, and after listening to him for a long time, he didn't quite understand: "Isn't that little girl a slave, can she also be a wife?"

    Liu Chenghe said: "The slave family of other families is also a side room, and the third master's mansion is different. As long as he is willing, let the general's wife recognize a goddaughter and wash the slave family. Just pass the name plate to the Sizong Court."

    Slightly startled, Chaofeng asked: "What about Miss Han? I heard the wind earlier, didn't the third master also like to see Miss Han?"

    "Where did you hear the wind?" Liu Chenghe didn't care, "Since Han Shuang sent Feng Zixu to the guillotine, the third master never looked at her again."

    Previously, the head office was stable, and the eldest princess was also gaining momentum. In order to protect the general's mansion, the third master tried his best to save Han Shuang, using himself as a bargaining chip, forcing the crown prince to work **** his marriage with the eldest princess.

     The marriage was settled, and the General's Mansion could get through this difficult time unscathed.

    How can the women know the way, Liu Chenghe participated in it, and only felt that his five bodies were on the ground.

    Being him, he would never think of so many twists and turns.

    Chaofeng is even more puzzled: "Don't talk about the third master, I chatted with Huayue before, and she didn't seem to take the third master to heart. Under the pressure of the Han family, she is willing to be the wife of the general's mansion, too?"

    Thinking of what she gave at the General's Mansion today, Liu Chenghe said sympathetically, "It's not what she wants or not."

    Flying in the sky and running in the ground, who can escape the third master in this day?

    "What does this mean?" Chao Feng was suspicious.

    Being hesitant to say anything, Liu Chenghe said, "You will understand at the end of the month."

    What's going on at the end of the month? The son of the general's mansion wants to have a wife, and the imperial court's scientific examination will also be held.

    Hua Yue thought that she would be promoted from the side room to the main room, but she just set up a table and saluted the master and wife.

    In the end, Li Jingyun gave her a bang.

      He was carried to the inn under the quilt, tidied up for an hour, and then carried it back to the General's Mansion beating gongs and drums.

    Being helped back to the bridal chamber from the lively wedding hall, Huayue has not recovered.

    She turned her head and saw the skirt of Frostfall beside her, and asked her blankly, "What's going on?"

    Shuangjiang was even more stunned than her, and said: "Young master has been preparing for a few days, and I heard that he personally went to the fifth prince's newly moved house to send a wedding invitation, and half of the capital knew it. Your name and surname, Master Shen is sitting outside with a livid face, and Director Sun is in charge of them, and they are here even without wedding invitations."

    She seemed incredulous, turned her head and said: "Do you still think this is a few days? No matter where you go in the future, as long as you use your name, everyone will know that you are the general's mansion. young lady."

    Flower Moon: "…"

    Slightly uneasy, she squeezed the red silk in her hand, and began to reflect on whether she was playing a little bigger.

    However, on the night of the bridal chamber, Li Jingyun held her in his arms, and while removing the pearl on her head, he said, "Master can give you these."

      Huayue nodded understandingly and felt a little relieved.

    "Are you going to be reluctant to let you go?" Rubbing her affectionately, he asked warmly.

    It would be too ignorant to say that this is not possible, Huayue thought about it, exhausted all the tenderness of her body, and put her arms around his neck and said, "Of course I will be reluctant."

    "Hmm." He stroked her lips with satisfaction, "Come and listen."

    "Husband."

    The color in his eyes was slightly dark, he responded, and rubbed his thumb: "Be softer."

    "Husband~"

    Hua Yue felt uncomfortable listening to her voice, but the person in front of her seemed to like it very much, and the bottom of her ink pupils glowed.

    The bed tent fell, the dragon and phoenix candles on the table lit up, and in the dim light, someone asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else you want?"

    "No, I've given everything my husband should give."

    "Tsk, shouldn't you say you want to stay?"

    "Why keep talking if it doesn't work?"

    "Try again, eh?"

    "Um... stay, stay."

    ***

    Tonight is a good moonlit night, Su Miao propped her chin and watched Shen Zhiluo drink one cup after another, but did not persuade him, even picked up the cup next to him and touched him when he was on the rise Touch: "You do what I want."

    Shen Zhiluo glared at her fiercely.

     The people next to her were so frightened that they flinched, but Su Miao found it interesting, looked at his reddish face with joy, and couldn't help but admire: "I haven't seen you drunk yet, Looking at it also has a different style.”

    "Will you praise men?" Shen Zhiluo glared at her.

    Su Miao giggled, brushed her fingertips across his particularly charming eyes, licked her lips, and said, "That's unparalleled elegance."

    He snorted and recognized it.

    Su Miao laughed even more happily, raised her finger to the fifth prince sitting at the other table, and said jokingly: "Look at others, the calm and calm, that's the only way to be decent."

    Zhou Hemin seemed to have heard this discussion, turned his face and smiled with red lips and teeth: "I don't have a caring girl around me, no one cares when I'm drunk, it's not like a big boss , the beauty is on the side, and you don't care about him, this is called decent."

    Su Miao touched her palm and smiled: "Your Highness's eyes."

    "Huh?" She looked back, "What?"

    He said coldly: "That's someone else's peach blossom, it has nothing to do with you, don't touch it."

    Su Miao glanced at the fifth prince in surprise, then sat back beside him: "Do you even know this?"

    Shen Zhiluo snorted and poured another glass of wine.

    "Then I can't figure it out." Su Miao shrugged, "You know so many things, why do you still use wine to drown your sorrows? It stands to reason that you should have expected this marriage today. arrive."

    "Using wine to drown my sorrows?" Shen Zhiluo was stunned for a moment, then smiled disdainfully, "What kind of sorrow is this."

    Su Miao is puzzled: "What kind of wine do you drink?"

    "I haven't had it, I want to taste it." Picking up the glass, Shen Zhiluo narrowed his purple eyes, "It's not a good thing to know too much, it's better to drink it and sleep, what? I don't remember either."

    There was a trace of pity in her eyes, Su Miao hugged his arm and rubbed her cheek lightly.

    Shen Zhiluo looked sideways at her wonderingly: "What are you sympathizing with me? I am the chief commander, and I am rich and rich in brocade clothes, jade food, and I don't lack any of them."

    "Yeah." She nodded approvingly, then touched his head.

    This posture is similar to appeasing small animals, and he is even more upset: "Don't think of me as a poor person, you are more pitiful than me."

    "I know." She smiled, "I don't have your wealth, nor your status, and I even depend on others."

    Su Miao was startled, smiled brightly, and rubbed his arm again. The two of them just leaned together like this, and they were very indecent in the crowded banquet.

    But no one cares.

     Zhou Hemin listened to the play sung on the stage and felt a little boring, he glanced around, and his eyes fell on the inconspicuous people in the corner.

    The wine was almost drunk, and some people began to walk in the courtyard, but those people were very strange, sneaking, and they were going to the backyard.

    The servants guarding the door were sent to serve tea, and no one stopped them.

    Yawning, Zhou Hemin looked away.

    No one told him a story, so he didn't bother to bother about it.