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Chapter 19: We are husband and wife, so why should we be arrogant?
The tall servant said: "Hey, have you heard? The Mei family and the Huo family jointly performed a big show and kept telling the public that Miss Mei and Prince Huo were not actually related. It was Miss Mei who didn't want to marry into the Wu family. Family, they deliberately framed them. They also said that they found someone to diagnose her pulse and said that Miss Mei was not pregnant at all!"

The short Jian Nuqi said: "Then why did the doctor tell you you were pregnant yesterday?"

"They said that the imperial doctor drank too much and made a mistake."

"Pfft, fart, do you believe it?"

"Only a ghost can believe it! He's obviously just asleep, and the Mei family and the Huo family are just being stubborn. Otherwise, how can you say they are just putting on a show!"

"Hey, it's nothing new for this beautiful woman to flirt with him. The worst thing is for our third young master. The wife he's been destined to marry since he was a child has been ruined. Now he's even married to the second Miss Mei. , also packed up his bags and ran away overnight!”

"Ran?!"

"You don't know? The information is really ill-informed!" The tall servant said to the short servant's ear, "This morning, the third young lady didn't even serve tea, so the Mei family sent an old woman here , picked her up directly. Now that she’s gone, do you think she can come back?”

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, our house is originally a poor settlement. The girl from the Mei family is so rich and noble, how can she be interested in a family like ours? Besides, the third young master still has that kind of status! I would have run away if it were me!" The short house slave said with a pout.

"Oh, what do you mean you'd run away? Just give up on that. Our third master is not good at men and women!" the tall slave said jokingly.

"Go, go, don't make fun of me!" After the short servant finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and asked, "How much do you think the Mei family will pay to the Wu family?"

"How can I guess?" The tall servant curled his lips: "But no matter how much you pay, you won't be able to get to the Third Young Master, that's for sure."

The two domestic slaves were chatting animatedly.

At this moment, there was the sound of horse hooves, and six large carriages stopped in front of them.

When the two slaves saw this formation, they stood up quickly and said, "Excuse me, what are you doing?"

I saw a well-dressed maid coming out of the car and jumping out of the car.

Welcoming the Spring Festival, he said with a smile: "How are you two brothers? Our grandma Lan has returned."

"Grandma Lan?" The short servant was confused: "What about Grandma Lan? I don't have Lan milk at home..."

"What are you talking about!" The tall slave bumped him with his arm, winked and said, "Grandma Lan is Miss Mei Er..."

"Mei Er..."

The short slave's eyes widened. Miss Mei's maiden name was Mei Jiaolan. According to the custom of the Wu family, she had to call her Grandma Lan.

But the point now is not that. The point is that Miss Mei Er is back!

Yingchun took a quick look at the expressions of the two people and knew what they were thinking, so she explained with a smile, "Brothers, this morning, the wife at the Mei Mansion asked our girl to go back to do something. It’s done, the girl will bring us back as soon as she finishes her work, please open the door for us!”

The two house slaves looked at each other and quickly opened the door and called the carriage in.

……

Qingyun Pavilion.

In the simple bedroom, the red double letters have been torn off.

Wu Moyun was still sleeping there.

This sleep was a bit long.

He was a bit of a sleeper. He changed places last night and didn't sleep for a few hours at all. It wasn't until Mei Guerlain left that he had some time to rest.

"Master!" At this time, the voice of the personal servant A Yuan came from outside the door.

Wu Moyun opened his sleepy red eyes, Qingyue's face showed impatience: "What are you arguing about?"

"Then..." A Yuan walked to the bed and said timidly: "Miss Mei Er is back!"

Wu Moyun raised his green eyebrows slightly: "You're back?"

Ah Yuan nodded in disbelief: "Yes, yes, the girl not only came back, she also brought six carts full of things, which she said were dowries... She really wanted to marry me."

Wu Moyun was also confused.However, he didn't hesitate. He sat up with a flick of his sleeves and strode out of Qingyun Pavilion.

A Yuan hurriedly caught up.

The master and servant came to the corner gate at the east end.

Sure enough, I saw six large cars parked in front of the door, and seven or eight unfamiliar maids and women were moving things.

In the most luxurious carriage, the maid put down a footstool, and another maid put her hand into the curtain of the carriage.

After a moment, a lotus-white arm rested on the maid's hand, the exquisite embroidered shoes stepped on the footstool, the gold tapestry pomegranate skirt gently hung down, and the lovely beauty stepped out of the carriage.

The sunshine outside is just right, hitting the beauty even more radiantly.

Wu Moyun looked at her and was stunned.

"Girl, in front of you is the third young master of the Wu family." Yingchun tugged on Mei Guerlain's sleeve.

Mei Jiaolan turned her head and saw an eighteen-year-old boy standing at the door, with a graceful appearance and a cold brow.

It's just that the corners of his eyes are a little lazy, as if he's just woken up.

Mei Jiaolan moved her lotus steps lightly, moving forward slowly. When she looked at him, she felt blessed: "Mr.

When the word "Xiangong" fell into his ears, Wu Moyun became even more confused!
His thin lips moved slightly, and he turned around numbly: "Go back to the courtyard first."

After speaking, he left without hesitation.

Mei Jiaolan pursed her lips and smiled, leading Camellia and Yingchun to follow him.

Camellia took Yingchun and complained in a low voice: "Hey, you said, our girls have already saluted him, and he has to return the salute no matter what. How can he just leave? Since ancient times, husband and wife have become one body, and this has never happened before. It’s like who is respected and who is humbled, he is not the emperor, he even kneels down and worships his wife when he sees her, why is he so arrogant?"

Yingchun looked at her girl who was walking in front, curled her lips and said, "No matter how arrogant and disrespectful he is, our girl likes him. If the girl thinks it's good, then it's good." She looked further ahead. A certain figure secretly said, "Actually, he is quite handsome, or maybe our girl likes him because of this, so she has to marry him!"

Camellia chuckled and hit her, "What are you saying, little hoof? Carefully let the girl hear you, so I'll twist your mouth!"

Mei Jiaolan turned back angrily, "I'm going to screw you two! Keep your voices down, I scared people away. Can you afford to pay for it?"

Wu Moyun, who was walking in front, slipped and almost fell.

It seemed that there were not three people behind him, but three nymphomaniacs.

……

Wu Moyun walked slowly on the bluestone road, with Mei Jiaolan and others following behind.

Along the way, I met many servants of the Wu Mansion, and they all looked at them in surprise.

"Who is this? It can't be the second girl from Mei Mansion, right? Didn't you say you regretted your marriage? Why did you come back again? Is it possible that she really wants to marry that concubine... uh, I mean the third young master?"

"They say that the two daughters of the Mei family are the most beautiful in the capital. I didn't quite believe it, but now that I've seen it... Wow, he really got an advantage."

All kinds of sarcasm were passed over without concealment, and Mei Jiaolan couldn't help but frown.

However, the man in front walked calmly and calmly, not disturbing him at all.

Finally arrived at Qingyun Pavilion.

A Fang was already standing in front of the entrance of Qingyun Pavilion waiting to serve. When he saw Wu Moyun leading Mei Jiaolan and others through the door, he quickly bent down to salute.

"Bless Miss Mei."

The wording is very interesting, it's not grandma or grandma Lan, but Miss Mei with unfamiliar politeness.

"Afang, serve tea." Wu Moyun ordered across the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)