112 Let me marry you
Duke Guo of Chu insisted that Yueniang was the marriage arranged by his father, and he would rather die than do such unfaithful and unfilial things.
Seeing that his son was going crazy and being afraid of his underground husband, Chu Taijun finally compromised and allowed his son to marry Yueniang and accept Xiangqin as his equal wife.
The Duke of Chu still refused and left without returning for two whole months.
At that time, Yueniang was living under someone else's roof and had a weak temperament. When she learned about this, she could only wash her face with tears.
Although Chu Taijun didn't like Yueniang, he didn't dare to do anything to Yueniang because of his husband's last words and his son's strong temperament.
But at this time, Xiangqin became pregnant.
Chu Taijun could no longer sit still and forced Yueniang to go find her son and return her, allowing them to get married, but the condition was that she would take Xiangqin as his concubine.
If you can't be a wife, you might as well become a concubine. At least you have a status for the time being, and you can slowly figure out a way in the future.
Everyone in the house, although they didn't dare to say anything openly, secretly laughed at Xiangqin.
Firstly, Yueniang did not dare to disobey Taijun Chu, and secondly, she was really worried because the Duke of Chu would not return home for two months, so she went to find the Duke of Chu.
In order to marry Yueniang, the Duke of Chu agreed to his mother's request and took Xiangqin as his concubine.
Later Xiangqin gave birth to Caiyi.
However, the Duke of Chu was away at war all year round and rarely spent time in the mansion. When he came back occasionally, he would only spend the night in Yueniang's house.
So although she took Xiangqin as a concubine, she never entered her room again, so she only gave birth to one child, Caiyi.
Because the Duke of Chu was rarely in the house, Yueniang lived a cautious life in the house. She was worried and was very weak. She had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to Qingyi. Although she was saved her life, she was unable to withstand the wind. She spent more than half of the year in the house. I was bedridden for a long time.
He simply stayed out of the hospital, ignored any affairs in the house, and just focused on raising his daughter and waiting for her husband to return.
But she never wanders around, so how much can she control her daughter?
So Qing Yi has been as wild as a boy since he was a child.
Qing Yi is naughty, trouble-making, and undisciplined. Coupled with her mother's reasons, she can only get a bad look from Mrs. Chu.
Caiyi is sweet-tongued and can please people. In addition, her relationship with her nephew makes her very fond of her grandmother Chu Taijun.
On the contrary, the State of Chu believed that Qing Yi's temperament was the one with the martial arts style. In addition, he was born to Yue Niang, so he preferred Qing Yi and did not like Cai Yi.
Qingyi was born from a difficult childbirth. She was small and sickly after birth, and the Duke and Duchess of Chu were worried, fearing that they would not be able to feed her.
When he was three years old, a wandering mangy monk passed by the door and said that as long as the yin energy in the house was too strong, Tsing Yi could support him by adding a new man and adding some new yang energy.
It is said that he also said some obscene words, which angered the Duke of Chu, and he was kicked out of the gate by the Duke of Chu.
The Duke of Chu put down harsh words and said, "Whoever dares to chew the root of his mouth will be beaten to death with a stick together with those who listen to him."
So those who were present covered their mouths even when sleeping. Those who didn't know were curious, but their lives were more important, lest they hear something they shouldn't hear and be beaten to death in vain.
What the skinny-headed monk said has never been known.
At that time, the Duke of Chu's friend died in battle, leaving an eight-year-old son without education.
The Duke of Chu took him back to his home, that is, Xiao Hua.
Xiao Hua has no father or mother and is extremely sensible and well-behaved.
Regardless of whether what the skinny monk said was true or false, Yueniang would raise Xiao Hua and his daughter together.
Even if the skinny-headed monk talks nonsense, it should be regarded as accumulating some "yin" virtue.
As a result, Qing Yi's health is indeed getting better and better.
Yueniang was overjoyed and regarded Xiao Hua as her own.
When Xiao Hua grew up, he had a gentle temperament, was smart and considerate, and was deeply loved by the Duke of Chu, his wife, and the old lady, so he stayed in the mansion, only going back to his own mansion from time to time to take care of some affairs and business. .
When Chu Taijun got older, he was unable to take charge of the affairs of the mansion. He wanted to 'hand over' the power of the family to Xiangqin. However, Yueniang was the principal wife of the house. She passed Yueniang and handed over the power to Xiangqin. Yu Li Disagreement.
She also refused to hand over the power to Yueniang, so she handed over the affairs of the house to Xiao Hua.
Qing Yi was lying on the bed, holding his chin with his hand, playing with the Green Horse Ghost mask.
One is an adopted orphan. Although he is proud in the palace, he is still a hanger-on at best. The other is a high-ranking royal prince, so how can he be compared to him.
There are many people in the world who look similar, so it's not unusual for him to look like the bastard Marquis Pingyang.
Pushing the mask away, he stood up and stretched.
Now that I'm back, I have to go on living this life.
After three days in the room, I was so bored that it was time to go out for a walk.
Xiao Tao went to get some water but didn't come back yet. She didn't wait, left the room alone and wandered around the house aimlessly.
When I arrived at a quiet place, I heard a melodious sound of the piano, and couldn't help but follow the sound of the piano.
Under the holly tree, there is a piano case. Xiao Hua is dressed in white and sits upright behind the case. His warm jade-like face looks even more fresh and delicate among the green trees. His wide sleeves are half-covered. His long white fingers caressed the strings calmly, completely ignoring her appearance.
Qing Yi walked over, squatted in front of the piano table, rested his chin on his hand, and began to look at him seriously.
His eyebrows are as black as black, his eyes are long and narrow, his eyelashes are dark and dense, and the root of the dark eyelashes outlines a very beautiful eyeliner with a slight upward arc, the bridge of his nose is as straight as if it were shaved, and his lips are very thin. It has a soft orange luster, which is very tempting, making people want to reach out and touch it, or take a bite to see if it is as soft and tender as they see.
She thought so, so she did it, and actually stretched out her fingers to touch his lips.
He raised his head, his eyes filled with surprise.
Qing Yi's fingers failed to touch his 'lips' and stopped in mid-air, looking a little silly. She made a smile, lowered her hands and landed on the strings, making an unpleasant sound.
He lowered his eyes again and continued to play his piano. There were too many absurd and naughty actions on her part, and he was too lazy to pursue them.
Qing Yi plucked the strings randomly, adding noise to his beautiful music.
What she wants most right now is to completely forget about that bastard Pingyang Marquis, without even a trace of ash left.
However, Xiao Hua's eyes were very similar to that man's, and he could play the piano. Looking at him, she couldn't help but think of that bastard and that miserable night. How could she forget it?
It's God's will to 'make' people.
Man Sheng asked: "How is Old Zhangtou?"
"Although the mansion found out that you stole the suckling pig, only Xiao Tao and you know who you gave it to. Xiao Tao doesn't talk nonsense. If you don't give it to others, who will know?" Xiao Hua was playing the piano by himself, and the music was not affected by her messy playing.
Qing Yi curled her lips. In his eyes, she was an unreliable person. "Thank you for last night."
Xiao Hua glanced at her, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his eyes fell back to the strings with an indifferent expression, "I fell down, and it's very different from the past. I can actually say 'thank you' Words, if you fall again, can you be more sensible?"
Qing Yi flattened his mouth, not because of the taste, but as if he wished he could fall again.
Qing Yi couldn't remember what her personality was like in the past, but after more than a year, she experienced many things, and her personality naturally changed.
After sitting for a while, I saw that he was not interested in talking to me and was a bit bored. I was about to walk away when I suddenly heard him ask: "Do you really remember me?"
Qing Yi nodded, lay back, and asked, "How old are you?"
Xiao Hua's hand on the piano froze immediately. He raised his head in surprise and looked at her innocent and harmless face. He finally said that he remembered him.
The only harsh noise left in the green woods was the harsh noise from her hook. She frowned, "Eighteen?"
Xiao Hua sighed lightly. It turned out that what she remembered was just his name, "Maybe."
perhaps? Qing Yi frowned, "Twenty?"
He said casually, "It's possible."
Qing Yi was speechless at first, "Twenty-two?"
His voice was still calm, "It's possible."
Qing Yi lost his patience and asked, "How much?"
He glanced at her lightly and smiled, "What does it matter?" It didn't matter. To him, it didn't make any difference whether she was younger or older.
Qing Yi curled his lips, and according to Xiao Tao, he was twenty, so there was nothing else to show off, "I'll be fifteen soon."
Xiao Hua couldn't help but smile, "So what?" his tone was leisurely and casual.
Qing Yi frowned, "Very inappropriate for your age."
Xiao Hua was confused, "Huh?"
"When you reach fifteen, you can get married." Qing Yi frowned. With her status, most people would be married off at fifteen, and the person she would marry would be either a prince or the son of an important minister.
Both the Marquis of Pingyang and the Crown Prince recognized her. If she was married into the palace, she would be in big trouble.
If she can recover her skills, she can run away from home and let her live freely all over the world, but in that case, she will no longer be able to take care of her mother.
Judging from the situation in this house, if she left alone, her mother would inevitably be angry.
She couldn't bear it.
Therefore, she could either convince her father not to marry for the rest of her life, or she could find someone to marry who had nothing to do with the royal family.
That way, you can stay away from that bastard Pingyang Hou.
In this life, she no longer wants to involve the word 'love'. There is no difference between marrying a cat or a dog.
Xiao Hua's brows stretched and he smiled, as soft and peaceful as the moonlight, "Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"
Qing Yi Ning looked at him and said in her heart, I don't want to meet someone who looks a lot like you again.
But knowing this kind of thing, you must never say it out loud, "I don't know, that's what I think anyway."
Xiao Hua smiled and shook his head and started playing his piano again.
"Are you married?" Qing Yi counted his long hanging eyelashes. In ordinary people, a man would have a daughter wrapped around his knees as early as twenty years old.
"Of course not." He truly realized that she was very different from before.
"You are so good-looking, there must be many girls rushing to marry you, why not marry you?"
"There are so many things in the house, how can I have the time to pay attention to him?"
"How about I marry you."
There was a 'dong' sound, and one of the strings broke between his fingers. He calmly pulled the string back and reconnected it, "You are under fifteen."
"Let's settle it first. I'm fifteen and you're twenty. The ages are quite suitable. Besides, we are also childhood sweethearts and know each other well. It's better than marrying some guy who doesn't know whether he's a cat or a dog." Before Jing Li fell to his death for the first time, he was probably the last person he saw.
ps: Do you like sweet articles, or do you prefer more sadistic ones like the previous one?
"Emei" Author: Emei, ISBN: 2136108 - Relying on each other all the way, I will become the strongest person in the world for you. Finished on October 7th
