Listen, is this human talk?
I really want to give him a slap in the face!
However, although this bitch's words are irritating, they are not unreasonable.
As his own daughter, it was natural for Yuzhang to marry from the palace. For the daughter of the Cheng family, it was a great honor to marry from the palace as a princess.
Kill two birds with one stone!
The two of them felt that they suddenly understood each other, although they still felt a little resentful towards this piece of shit Wang Zi'an.
"You must treat my Yue'er (Ying'er) well and kindly——"
Before leaving, Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin stopped at the same time, turned around and gave instructions.
As soon as they finished speaking, the two people turned their heads and looked at each other with speechless expressions.
This damn sense of understanding!
"From now on, you are not allowed to flirt with women, otherwise I will break your legs -"
Li Shimin threatened Wang Zi'an with some lack of confidence, then subconsciously glanced back at Cheng Yaojin, and found that there was finally no synchronization this time, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Then, he heard Cheng Yaojin add viciously beside him.
"Yes, I am too——"
Li Shimin:...
Finally sending away his two eighteen-year-old father-in-law who was worried, Wang Zi'an leisurely returned to his back garden to tend to the vegetable garden in his greenhouse.
You still don’t trust me!
Ah--
Am I, Wang Zi'an, the kind of person who falls in love with everyone he meets?
After dinner, Wang Zi'an didn't go there. He went to Xikuoyuan to bring Susu back and chatted with her in a gentle voice all night long.
Until, the girl fell asleep in her arms with her eyebrows relaxed.
Wang Zi Ancai gently pulled out his arms, rested his hands on his head, and looked up at the dark roof, his eyes flashing and his thoughts a little wandering.
Starting from tomorrow, I will be a real family member in Datang.
This feeling is very strange. It is completely different from the feeling when Su Su and she are together. It is an emotion that cannot be told whether it is loss, expectation or anxiety.
The night is like water.
The Marquis of Chang'an was decorated with lanterns and brightly lit lights that stayed on all night.
Although the countless servants were all smiling, most of them were actually uneasy inside, not knowing what kind of mistress they were about to welcome a, no, two mistresses.
The master of the house is lenient, that belongs to the master of the house.
After the head of the family gets married, the real power of the family, as well as the life and death prospects of their servants, depends on the future mistress.
…
The Kong Family Mansion.
Embroidery upstairs.
Kong Ling'er, clad in snow-white fur and tall and erect, stood in front of his desk, staring blankly at a pair of thick and elegant calligraphy hanging on the wall.
Although it has been hanging for many days, the calligraphy and painting are spotless. It is obvious that the owner cherishes this painting very much.
Zhu'er, the personal maid, looked at her little lady's increasingly diminished appearance with some distress, and warned her cautiously.
"Madam, it's already the third watch——"
Kong Ling'er slowly looked away from the calligraphy and painting, and sighed inaudibly.
Before turning back to the bed, he gently lowered the hook.
Although the person was lying down, his eyes were still staring at the waning moon outside the window.
The breeze is waning and the moon is falling, there is only endless love.
Tomorrow will be that person's wedding, and I am not one of them.
backyard.
When Kong Yingda heard his servant's report and heard that his precious granddaughter was finally resting, he breathed out a sigh of relief, rubbed his aching eyes, and hit his sore waist.
Get up and get ready to rest.
I have to go to sleep. Tomorrow, I have to attend that brat’s wedding.
When I think of this, I feel a little depressed.
He is happily married, but what about his granddaughter?
Before falling asleep, he suddenly sat up with some worry, called over his old servant who had served him for many years, and whispered.
"You guys have to work harder tonight and keep an eye on what's happening over there at Ling'er -"
After thinking for a while, he added another sentence.
"Don't make it known..."
The old servant has followed him for many years and is loyal. The master and servant have a tacit understanding. Hearing this, he nodded in agreement and went out.
As an old man of the Kong family, he naturally knows what to say and what to keep silent about.
…
royal palace.
Cheng Ying'er, who was taken to the palace in advance, also stood in front of the window, looking at the palace outside in trance.
Scenes of getting to know Wang Zi'an flashed before my eyes. When I thought of the irritating place, I gritted my teeth secretly. When I thought of the sweetness, I couldn't help but turn up the corners of my mouth, revealing a smile that no one noticed. She was dignified, beautiful, and incomparable... …
Not far from the palace where she rested, there was Princess Yuzhang's residence.
During the day, the two of them got together and chatted in a friendly atmosphere for a while.
After all, they were just acquaintances before, but now they are good sisters and a family.
Unknowingly, the third watch sounded.
Seeing the lights over Yuzhang go out.
Cheng Ying'er couldn't help but recover her wandering thoughts and turned around lightly, preparing to rest.
Tomorrow is a once-in-a-lifetime event. You have to cultivate your spirit and attend to the tedious etiquette tomorrow.
Several personal maids who had been waiting quietly beside her hurried forward, preparing to wait for their wives to rest. At this moment, Cheng Ying'er suddenly glanced across, because just now, she seemed to vaguely hear some noises coming from Yuzhang's side, as if something like a bench had been accidentally touched.
However, the sound disappeared immediately.
The whole yard became quiet again.
She couldn't help but chuckle, and looked away, with a hint of joking flashing in her eyes.
"That girl in Yuzhang seems to be more nervous than me..."
When she thought of Yu Zhang's expression that was more nervous and shy than her own during the day, Cheng Ying'er couldn't help but smile.
She was so nervous that she even bumped the bench. I will make fun of her later.
The maid helped blow out the lights. Cheng Ying'er was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt. She didn't know when she entered the dream.
The side hall where she and Yu Zhang lived fell into silence again.
There was only the sound of the footsteps of the occasionally patrolling palace guards not far away.
The fourth day of February.
The moonlight is like a hook, the breeze passes by, and in the silent sky, a cloud occasionally floats across, briefly blocking the not-so-bright moonlight, shrouding the entire palace in a huge darkness, leaving only the occasional visible Lanterns swaying in the night.
At the same time, in Chongrenfang, close to the imperial city, there was a yard that had been idle for many years.
Several men in black sat solemnly like statues, quietly and no one made any sound. Only occasionally, someone would look at the imperial city not far away, with a trace of uneasiness and nervousness in their eyes.
Time passed by bit by bit, and there was already the sound of more ugly sounds outside.
The eyes of several people became more and more anxious.
Just when the patience of several people was about to run out, a gentle tapping sound suddenly sounded outside.
Three long and two short.
The voice was very soft, but when several people heard it, they couldn't help but feel refreshed. They looked at each other subconsciously, showing a hint of surprise.
