Chapter 137 Marriage
The breeze gently ruffled their hair, tangled together intimately.
As the kiss deepened, Jiang Shu couldn't help but moan.
Yu Zheng seemed to be inspired, and his attack became more intense, as if he wanted to rub her into her bones and blood.
After kissing Jiang Shu until Jiang Shu was almost out of breath and his lips were sore and numb, Yu Zheng reluctantly let her go.
Jiang Shu collapsed in Yu Zheng's arms and saw that the setting sun had disappeared in the sky, leaving only a gorgeous sunset.
She hasn't seen enough yet.
Yu Zheng hugged her tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll show you when I come back."
Jiang Shu responded softly and put his arms around Yu Zheng's waist.
She raised her head and saw Yu Zheng's Adam's apple, and leaned forward slightly to kiss it.
"Yeah!" Yu Zheng groaned, feeling his blood boiling all over his body.
Hearing his reaction, Jiang Shu started to play tricks and nibbled gently with his shell teeth.
"Hiss!" Yu Zheng took a deep breath and bit Jiang Shu's earlobe.
Jiang Shu's face was bitten and her body felt hot, so she quickly pushed Yu Zheng away.
Looking at her face, which was redder than the sunset on the horizon, Yu Zheng asked with a smile: "Are you still skinny?"
Jiang Shu glared at him angrily, stood up and said, "It's getting dark, I'm going back."
Yu Zheng caught a glimpse of the peony that fell on the ground, picked it up and held it in his hand.
The two of them walked down the hillside to the river, only to see Zhufeng but not Tanyu.
"Tanyu?" Jiang Shu shouted.
"Hey!" Tan Yu responded behind her.
Jiang Shu turned around and saw Tanyu holding an arm full of peonies in various colors and shapes.
"Pfft, are you a flower picker?" Jiang Shu couldn't help but joke.
Tan Yu said eloquently: "It's a pity that so many peonies bloom here and no one appreciates them. They will wither in a few days."
Hearing this, Yu Zheng raised his dark eyebrows slightly, and looked at Jiang Shu with a meaningful look in his eyes: "That's right, the flowers are so beautiful that they need to be cut off."
As he spoke, he put the peony in his hand into Jiang Shu's hand.
Jiang Shu lowered his eyes and looked at the peony in his arms, recalling Yu Zheng's words, and swallowed in horror.
On the way back, Tanyu sat in the carriage, holding a large handful of peonies like a vase.
Jiang Shu looked funny and suddenly remembered that she was still in Jingan Marquis Mansion last year when the peonies were blooming.
Things are really unpredictable.
When the carriage stopped at Jiang's house, it was already dark and there were not many people on the road.
Under the cover of night, Jiang Shu and Tan Yu got out of the car without attracting anyone's attention.
Zhufeng was about to drive away, but Tan Yu stopped him after hesitating several times.
"Can you give it to Zhuiyun for me?" Tan Yu took out a bunch of peony and handed it to Zhufeng with a request.
"It's really troublesome." Zhufeng grabbed it impatiently and drove away in the carriage.
Tan Yu had no idea in her heart: "My boss, will he give it to Zhui Yun?"
Jiang Shu affirmed: "Yes, the prince is in the car."
When Tan Yu heard this, she was immediately relieved.
The master and the servant entered Jiang's house, one holding a stick of peony and the other holding a handful of peony.
Back at Shutongyuan, Chu Yu looked at the flowers in their hands and asked in surprise: "Where did so many peonies come from?"
"Picked it." Tanyu replied happily.
When Chu Yu saw the expressions on the two of them, he knew there was something going on. In front of other maids, she didn't ask any more questions, planning to ask Tan Yu again later in the evening.
Since returning to the Jiang family, Jiang Shu has lost a lot of worries, and Chu Yu has gradually learned about her interactions with Yu Zheng.
However, Jiang Shu told them that it was not the right time yet and they must not expose themselves.
The sisters solemnly promised that they would never betray Jiang Shu's trust.
After all, not even Jiang’s father, Jiang’s mother, Jiang Ning knew about this matter.
Jiang Shu didn't mean to hide it from them, but the time hadn't come yet, so he was afraid that they would worry if he told her, which would only increase their worries.
Jiang Shu asked Chu Yu to find a small porcelain vase, insert the peony and put it on the dressing table, so that he could see it every day when he woke up.
Chu Yu felt that one of them was a bit monotonous, so he asked, "Girl, I see there are a lot of sandalwood jade, would you like to bring some more?"
Jiang Shu shook his head: "No need, just raise this one and it will be done."
The peony given to her by Yu Zhengzhe has just begun to bloom, and it can still bloom for several days with careful maintenance.
That night, Jiang Shu smelled the fragrance of peony and slept extremely sweetly.
Early the next morning, Jiang's mother came to Jiang Shu's yard.
"What did you do yesterday? I heard someone said you won't come back until dark." Mother Jiang looked worried.
She is a girl after all, and it is never good to come back too late.
Jiang Shuqing coughed and said with a flash of eye, "I didn't go anywhere, I just walked out a little late."
Jiang's mother didn't want to ask her where she was, but she was just worried about her safety.
"Are you done with your work? Tomorrow Ning'er has a ten-day holiday, but you can take care of your father at home. We just go to Zhaojue Temple."
This is the main purpose of Jiang Mu's visit.
Jiang Shu thought that Jiang Ji didn't have much important things to do recently, so he had some free time, so he nodded in agreement.
"Then let's go tomorrow."
After receiving the correct words, Mother Jiang felt relieved and thought: "In addition to praying for your peace tomorrow, I will also take the opportunity to pray for marriage."
"Ah?" Jiang Shu was surprised.
Mother Jiang thought she was unwilling, so she held her sign and said earnestly: "Now that you have reconciled, you should let go of the past and start over."
"No, mother, I..." Jiang Shu wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Jiang's mother.
"Don't worry, my mother won't force you or force you anymore this time. Everything will go as it comes." Jiang's mother looked tolerant.
Jiang Shu held her forehead, she wanted to say that her marriage was already settled and there was no need to ask for it anymore. But Jiang's mother didn't give her a chance at all, and still tried to persuade her on her own.
"Shu'er, mother knows that you are very disappointed in men. But when a person is in trouble, he will be at a loss, but two people will support each other."
"This life of a person is both short and long, so you should find someone by your side who understands both coldness and warmth, so that you can have someone to rely on."
"Yes, mother is right, I listen to mother." Jiang Shu gave up explaining and chose to obey.
Anyway, her relationship with Yu Zheng has not yet become a reality, so maybe it will be more stable if you ask for help.
Jiang's mother smiled with satisfaction: "That's right. Then go ahead and get busy. Mom will prepare for the incense burning tomorrow."
"By the way, you can't dress like this tomorrow. You can't cheat in front of the Buddha."
Before leaving, Mother Jiang gave special instructions.
Jiang Shu lowered his head and looked at his men's attire, suddenly feeling a little frightened.
She was also dressed like this when she offered incense at Lingyin Temple last time. The Buddha wouldn't blame her, right?
Jiang Shu was in a daze all day because of Jiang's mother's words.
When she went to Zhaojue Temple the next day, she obeyed Jiang's mother's advice and put on a skirt and a thin coat of pink and white, as if she were a proper daughter.
"This is what a girl's home should look like." Jiang's mother nodded repeatedly after seeing it.
Mother and daughter took a carriage out of the city to Zhaojue Temple.
The weather in early summer is not yet hot, so ladies and gentlemen all seize this time to go together to worship Buddha.
Jiang Shu opened the car curtain and saw many literati and scholars, enjoying the scenery and writing poems along the way.
Jiang's mother was a little contemptuous when she saw it: "Reciting poems and writing poems on the way to the Buddhist temple is simply Sima Zhao's intention, and everyone on the road knows it."
Jiang Shu smiled and said softly: "It would be a good thing if we can form a good relationship."
As Jiang's mother said, these literati and scholars are all drunkards who don't care about drinking.
The world loves talented people and elegant scholars, and Zhaojue Temple is also the favorite Buddhist temple for nobles in Beijing.
Therefore, these scholars would seize the opportunity and pretend to admire the scenery and compose poems on the road, showing off their talent and appearance to attract the favor of noble ladies.
Someone chanted a poem and looked up at the car window. Jiang Shu quickly lowered the car curtain.
