win the hairpin

Chapter 40
Huang Wenqiu looked down at Luo Huiniang's slender, snow-white neck. Underneath was a plain white narrow-sleeved gown, which was very messy due to the scurrying and fluttering. His thin shoulders were slightly exposed, and his body was softened into water.

He didn't care about thinking about the ins and outs, and he was only full of pity.

No matter how vicious Song Huiyue's methods are, Luo Huiniang will be as innocent and pure, as Song Huiyue is as tough, Luo Huiniang will be as weak, as Song Huiyue is hateful, Luo Huiniang will be as cute.

"Huiniang, what's going on here? Didn't it mean that there was something wrong with the goods I entrusted to take out?"

Luo Huiniang looked at him with bright red eyes: "Let's go."

"Let's go?" Huang Wenqiu opened his mouth, his expression became blank, "Where are you going? I'm going to get married tomorrow, you know I..."

Luo Huiniang interrupted her before she finished speaking: "We're going to Fuzhou, just the two of us, I have ten tea tickets from Fuzhou, let's go now, they arranged a boat, Song Huiyue can't chase to Fuzhou! When we gain a firm foothold in Fuzhou, we will take your mother over there!"

Her voice was trembling, she didn't know whether it was cold or nervous, and she grabbed Huang Wenqiu desperately, like grabbing a life-saving straw.

"No... no... this is elopement..." Huang Wenqiu was numb.

He never thought about elopement.

This is too bold, and not proper etiquette, not to mention he has a family business here.

Marrying Song Huiyue was terrifying, elope with Luo Huiniang, and go to Fuzhou, where she was not familiar, to start all over again.

He suddenly woke up and pushed Luo Huiniang away: "Huiniang, this is not a joke, we left like this, where will we leave our parents, I can't leave Aniang alone to face tomorrow..."

The words stopped abruptly, and a knife was placed on his neck with a cold light, cold and sharp.

"please."

Huang Wenqiu's legs were weak, and he looked at Luo Huiniang in horror, thinking for a moment that Luo Huiniang was wearing Song Huiyue's skin.

Luo Huiniang's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Huang Wenqiu with a half-hugging, half-hugging look: "Wenqiu, don't be afraid, they will help us. When we arrive in Fuzhou, we can go buy dragon balls. They have made arrangements."

Under the coercion of a hard knife, Huang Wenqiu was forced to take a step, with only one thought left in his mind: "Who are they?"

The man holding the umbrella got out of the way, watched the three of them go away, nodded in satisfaction, walked back at a leisurely pace, and walked all the way to the corner gate of Zhang Mansion.

Zhan Shizhao waited there anxiously, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him: "Second Master, everything is going well?"

Zhang Xutang put away his umbrella, pulled off the cloth towel, and took a few deep breaths: "It's going well."

Zhan Shizhao followed him into the door: "You can tell me to do this kind of thing, why bother to take the risk yourself, if you meet someone from King Jin, it will be somewhat dangerous."

Zhang Xutang, who must do everything by himself, ignored his words and asked someone to prepare wine energetically. He drank two glasses and hurried to sleep.

Tomorrow there will be another big show, definitely not to be missed.

At Maoshi the next day, the entire Song family woke up.

Red silk was hung everywhere, lights were lit, and a brand-new canopy was set up in the courtyard, decorated with lights.

There are incense tables and memorial tablets outside the main hall. Mrs. Song led a pair of children, worshiped first, and told the ancestors about the marriage.

Mrs. Xie and Mrs. Li came here early, Mrs. Xie was the praiser, Mrs. Li helped the guests, and they were too busy to touch the ground.

"Sister Yue's eyes are so beautiful, don't overemphasize her eyebrows." Mrs. Xie told the woman who invited to put on makeup.

The mother-in-law's movements were very light: "Don't worry, madam."

"Her father has big eyes." Mrs. Song looked at her daughter carefully, "her temperament is also like her father's, and she admits to death. I still worry that she won't be able to marry."

"Who can't get married?" Mrs. Yan brought Yan Youwei in, took Song Huiyue's hand and said with a smile: "Such a beautiful person can't get married, how did we rough people get out of the cabinet?"

Yan Youwei quickly pulled back Madam Yan's hand, coquettishly: "Mother, hold me."

Madam Yan patted her: "Today is your sister Song's big day, don't mess around."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Mrs. Xie who was only eating vegetarian food and praying at home, and asked knowingly, "Who are you?"

Mrs. Xie knows that everyone has a common goal, which is King Jin, but today is a day of great joy, no matter how reluctant she is in her heart, she will greet her with a smile.

The two started chatting, Mrs. Qi and Qi Yu also came, and Yue Huaiyu's grandmother also brought Yue Huaiyu.

Yan Youwei immediately let go of Mrs. Yan, ran to Yue Huaiyu's side, and shook Yue Huaiyu's hand: "Sister Yue!"

Yue Huaiyu held her back with a smile, and said a few auspicious words to Song Huiyue, seemingly unintentionally: "Have you sent a message to Prince Jin?"

Qi Yu took the lead and said: "The prince can't come even after sending the post. If the prince comes, it will be such a big battle, how can it be held in this small house."

Yan Youwei nodded: "That's right, there are only so many people now, and I feel like I can't sit down."

Yue Huaiyu smiled slightly, and said generously: "That's true, but unfortunately I still want to see Prince Jin again."

"I want to see it too," Qi Yu's eyes lit up, "Your Highness is so pretty."

"Yes, I've never seen anyone prettier than the prince." Yan Youwei raised her face, "Which family do you think the prince will marry?"

Qi Yu came closer and whispered: "You don't know, recently there was a young lady who hooked the prince's soul."

Although she is young, when she talks about these little girls, she speaks clearly and clearly, as if she is already the mistress of the backyard, and she knows all about the vicious methods of these girls.

The three heads immediately formed a pile.

Yan Youwei said anxiously: "I don't know, tell me quickly."

"It's an oiran who has just moved to Tanzhou. She can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, recite poems and compose fu, and taste bamboo and silk." Qi Yu really has good eyes and ears. gone."

Having said that, she deliberately stopped to watch the audience's reaction.

Yue Huaiyu frowned, it was hard to accept such a King Jin for a while, it was like a snow field, so beautiful, she had just discovered the beauty here, suddenly someone jumped out and trampled on it.

Yan Youwei was very excited and urged Qi Yu: "Say it quickly."

Qi Yu continued to speak with satisfaction: "Yesterday afternoon, that girl said that the city was not open and she couldn't enjoy the rain well. The prince took her out of the city to enjoy the scenery and hunt with his troops."

"Fart, Tanzhou Mansion is so big, it can't hold her to enjoy the rain," Yan Youwei couldn't help but said, "Although the prince is good-looking, his temperament is really weird, he is either farming or hunting, like a farmer, not like Prince Yan, who studies hard. "

And King Jin's bad habits, now have to add one more - prostitution.

Yue Huaiyu kept silent, only weighed everything in his heart, and then patted Yan Youwei: "You can't speak foul words."

Yan Youwei quickly covered her mouth: "Song Huiyue often said that I learned from her."

Qi Yu quietly asked: "Does Prince Yan only read books on weekdays?"

"Go to court," Yan Youwei thought for a while, "How do I know, I don't know him well, you have to ask Sister Yue."

Yue Huaiyu said with a smile: "I dare not spy on Prince Yan's whereabouts, even my sister, I rarely see her, she is more stable than me, if you meet her, I guarantee you won't even be able to guess what kind of food she likes to eat .”

Qi Yu pursed his lips in disappointment: "Then Prince Jin is more approachable."

(End of this chapter)