sweet!The strange beauty spoiled the sick and weak son

Chapter 1 Pies fall from the sky
Fireworks March, spring blossoms.

A red sedan chair was walking along the official road, and inside the sedan chair was a newlywed woman with her hands clasped together, muttering something.

"Buddha, Buddha, there is a saying that as long as the skill is deep, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle."

"Ah, I can't do it, I can't do it!"

The bride suddenly covered her face with her hands, looking shy.

The bride took a deep breath, put her hands together again, and said in a more pious voice, "Buddha, Buddha, there is a saying that a mother is poisonous like a scorpion, and a man's heart is like iron..."

"Ah bah, what a mess."

The bride lost her patience and pulled off her hijab. Erlang raised his legs and shook, "There is a saying that strong women are afraid of being teased, and good men are afraid of being entangled."

"Old bald Buddha, let me hear it. If I can't sleep with Meng Lang this time, I will take off your head and kick it like a ball!"

"Huh? Why is the sedan chair shaking?" Jiang Bi, the maid, thought her lady was crying sadly, and hurriedly comforted her, "Miss, Mrs. Meng is the champion of the new department after all, or an imperial envoy appointed by the Holy Lord, so it must be... Miss must not." It will suffer too much."

As soon as Jiang Bi finished speaking, the sedan chair shook even more violently.

She had no choice but to lower her voice, "Miss, the master said that as long as you get the account book, you will divorce immediately. Miss, don't be sad anymore, be careful that you will break your body from crying."

sad?

Where is the bride in the sedan chair crying?
He was clearly extremely happy, trembling with excitement, even the corners of his mouth were almost grinning behind his ears.

"Yeah, I know—I get it."

The bride said a few perfunctory words, and almost laughed out loud.

For Mr. Ge, marry Meng Huaixuan!

Is there anything more exciting in this world than marrying your own male god?

Meng Huaixuan, the son of the Marquis Mansion, the current accompanist of the Holy Majesty, this year's new champion, is also the imperial envoy with Shang Fang's sword in his hand.

Not only is she well educated, but also has a good character, but she also looks graceful and suave, like a fairy exiled from the sky, which is fascinating.

He is the dream lover of the ladies in the entire capital, the dream son-in-law of the dignitaries, and the love rival of the men in the capital.

I think of her, Jun Qiqi, who has lived for 19 years. Big and small, tall and short, fat and thin, I have never seen a man who looks like this.

However, when they first met at Miaokou in Lingshan, they missed Meng Lang's life at first sight.

She fell in love with Meng Huaixuan——

Ah no, it was love at first sight, and I made a wish in front of the Buddha that I will never marry you in this life.

It's a pity that she has a wicked heart but no guts. The cat has been in the capital for so long, and she didn't even touch Meng Huaixuan's hand.

Hearing that Meng Huaixuan was injured when he fell off a cliff while investigating the case, Jun Qiqi couldn't eat any food, so he went straight to Yangzhou, wondering how he would come to find someone.

Coincidentally, I ran into Jiang's sedan chair on the road.

The ancestors of the Jiang family in Jinling, a giant salt merchant, and Meng Jiang had made a marriage contract.

The eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Sijin, was supposed to marry into the Hou Mansion last year, but Meng Huaixuan was ordered to go to Yangzhou to investigate the salt tax corruption case, and the marriage was delayed.

Now that they heard that Meng Huaixuan was injured, the Jiang family brought their daughter here in a sedan chair, but what was their plan?

However, no matter what the idea was, Jun Qiqi would be cheaper.

In the sedan chair, the bride stretched out her slender fingers and took out a human skin mask from her bosom to cover her face carefully.

In the blink of an eye, the original playful and smart girl in the mountains changed her appearance.

Quiet and peaceful, every frown and smile is like a lady of everyone.

Thinking of something, the eyes of the bride behind the hijab rolled, revealing a shy look.

As soon as they entered Yangzhou City, there was light rain in the air.

Jiang Bi urged the bearers to hurry up and took out Meng Huaixuan's address.

Go to the end of the Wutong alley, and there is a large courtyard under the green willow tree.

"This... what the hell is this place?"

How could Meng Huaixuan, a majestic imperial envoy and son of the Hou family, live in a courtyard?
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Jiang Bi had no time to think about it and could only tell the bearers to leave quickly.

This time, the Jiang family didn't say anything about the marriage, even the bearers were hired temporarily.

Although these bearers did not dare to offend the Jiang family, they had heard about it.

This young lady of the Jiang family had a big fight with Mr. Jiang before she got married. The daughter's marriage is so shabby, so the Jiang family probably didn't pay much attention to her.

Besides... I heard that the imperial envoy whom Miss Jiang's family is going to marry has already...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so they didn't bother to wait, so they just watched someone order the dishes, left the sedan chair at the entrance of the alley, and ran away.

Jiang Bi was so angry that he scolded them from top to bottom, even the eighteen generations of their ancestors.

"Bang—why didn't you move?" Jun Qiqi in the sedan chair spoke standard Mandarin while holding on to her ladylike demeanor.

Seeing that the sedan chair had not moved for a long time, she couldn't wait any longer, and wished she could come out, grab her skirt and run over.

"Miss, the bearer has run away, and it's raining again, and the alley is full of mud and water." Jiang Bi couldn't help complaining, "What kind of lousy place is this, and so is the Meng family. The master has already written to inform me before, and now even one No one came to pick me up."

As soon as Jiang Bi finished speaking, she regretted it, her young lady was already very arrogant, how could she add fuel to the flames.

She thought about it and comforted her, "Miss, although it is said that marrying a wife in rainy days will never end..."

You are talking nonsense!

"Don't talk nonsense." Finally there was movement in the sedan chair, and the bride's voice was full of reproach and eager joy.

"Why marrying a wife on a rainy day can't come to an end, it's obviously because God is so excited to weep for our epic love."

Jiang Bi: ...

Isn't the lady unwilling to marry...

Moreover, it seems that even her temperament has changed. If this happened to her before, the young lady would have already started to curse.

It's really strange.

"What are you still doing in a daze?" Jun Qiqi clicked her tongue, holding the tone of the young lady's speech, "Why don't you go and call someone? If Meng Lang didn't come to lift my hijab today, I'll ask you!"

Hearing this haughty tone, Jiang Bi snorted coldly, and she was indeed the arrogant and domineering young lady of the Jiang family before.

The spring in the south of the Yangtze River has always been misty and rainy, but it has always been broken and silent. It is rare to see such a heavy rain like today.

The raindrops fell on the bluestone slab, like pearls falling into the plate, and the sound was clear and melodious.

It was almost dusk, and smoke was rising in Wutong Alley, and the children playing in the water had already been brought home by their parents, leaving only a few big yellow dogs lying under the trees to hide from the rain.

A young man with the appearance of a scholar, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stepped across the bluestone slab.

He hurriedly walked past the big willow tree, passed through the dark vermilion courtyard gate, bypassed the screen wall, and ran to the inner room with his head buried.

Before he had time to put down the umbrella, he yelled at the people in the house.

"My lord, the Jiang family's sedan chair has arrived at the entrance of the alley."

Sitting on a wooden wheelchair in the middle of the room was a man in black clothes.

He fumbled for a while, then manipulated the wheelchair with some difficulty to turn himself around.

The man is thin, pale and weak, but has a calm and determined temperament.

It's just that on the bridge of the handsome nose, the dark pupils are like stagnant water, lifeless.

"This Jiang family is really a lice on the bald head. It's obvious. If they don't send them away sooner or later, they send them here at this time."

"I must have known that my lord had the account book, so I eagerly sent Jiang Sijin here. The Jiang family has a close relationship with Gao Heng, the salt government, and must have something to do with the salt tax corruption case!"

The young scholar shook off the rain on his body, and got in. Unexpectedly, before he took a few steps, a young boy suddenly fell from the beam, dressed in black, with a long sword on his waist, with the words "Keep away from strangers" written all over his face.

(End of this chapter)