Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 177 Blind Date
Just a familiar face.

Wanting to look more carefully, that person had already carried a red-faced child and left with a man.

Is it her?
"What's wrong, like?"

"It's alright, let's go in."

Must be wrong.

After entering Cuiyu Zhai, it was a mess inside, all kinds of packages were scattered all over the floor, jewels and emerald jade were also scattered all over the floor, the shopkeeper had a face full of shouts, and he was calling out to his assistants angrily.

"Hurry up and pick it up and tidy it up. It's really bad luck. I don't know where the local ruffian came from. Come again, don't tell me to break my leg."

Saw two regular customers at a glance, and greeted them full of apology: "It's Miss Lin and Miss Murong, sorry, two stinky country bumpkins came here today and made a mess for me, you two Upstairs, please, come, the top-notch Maojian is waiting for you."

Lin Mengru thought of the two people she met at the door just now: "Is it the two who just went out? Why did you mess up like this?"

"Hey, it's hard to explain. It's my own bad luck. A batch of high-quality pink jade came from Chenzhou, but the embryos are still not polished. You two have a look and think the color is good. I like it. I asked Master Jin to get the latest jewelry blueprints for you two." , the two have chosen, and I will immediately arrange for Master Jin to call you."

The room was chaotic, the table was cut in two, and those who made trouble would come back, Murong Qingqing pulled Lin Wanru: "Let's go."

"Okay. Boss Qian, let's come back next time."

The house was in such a mess that the big customers were scared away, so Boss Qian had no choice but to say, "Those two go away, and I'll clean up the place, and you two will come back."

"must."

Coming out of Cuiyuzhai, a servant girl hurried over: "Miss Biao, you are here, the old lady is looking for you."

"Auntie, what's the matter?"

"Master Zhang is here."

Lin Mengru's face darkened, and Murong Qingqing's eyes flashed an invisible sneer, but her mouth was relieved: "It seems that Mrs. Long has asked someone to match you again. It is the Hanlin Academy editor Zhang Wuzhang in my father's hand. My lord, no matter how much you don't like it, it's better to go and meet her, as Mrs. Long's heart is all about her."

Lin Mengru felt wronged and irritable: "If I just find someone to marry casually like this, I might as well be at home and let my parents arrange a marriage for me. You know me. My cousin is dead. Will remarry."

"I understand you, and I admire your infatuation."

Having said that, Murong Qingqing wanted to vomit.

What is infatuation? It's not because Mrs. Zhang is not in good condition. If she is talking about a relative of the emperor, she would still be unwilling.

Lin Mengru sighed: "Forget it, I'll go back and have a look first, otherwise my aunt will be unhappy, so I'll leave first."

"Well, let's go."

When the two parted, Lin Wanru didn't have the time to think about the familiar face he saw just now, and all he could think about was how to reject this matchmaking.

In three years, she changed from an eighteen-year-old beauty to a 21-year-old girl in an instant.

Although she lived in the Long Mansion, after Long Aohan passed away, the status of the Long family in the capital was far worse than before, and she was just a cousin, and the incident of being unfilial to her parents in the early years was full of troubles, and few people came to propose marriage Most likely, her aunt was in a hurry and asked the matchmaker to find a suitable person everywhere.

She doesn't want to marry.

There is a city in her heart, and a city can only contain one person.

But her aunt spared no effort to help her find the happiness of the second half of her body, and she really didn't have the courage to refuse.

Back in the Dragon Mansion, in the hall, there is a screen behind which a person sits.

Zhang Wu, the editor of the Imperial Academy, came from a poor family and had a paralyzed old mother to serve. He had been in the officialdom for more than ten years, and he was still a minor editor in his 30s.

With a generous face, dark skin, and drooping eyes, it seems that he has been suppressed by the hardships of life, and he looks very old.

Such a person is not even one tenth of a millionth of Long Aohan's, so how can she see him well.

But she still wanted to make a fool of herself and show her aunt a show, not daring to disappoint her old man's good intentions.

After dealing with it, she was physically and mentally exhausted.

I didn't give a clear attitude because my aunt was very unhappy every time she refused before. She didn't know if she would send her back to her hometown if she upset her again.

She couldn't go back, her father had severed ties with her long ago, her stepmother had added a few new siblings, and that family completely lost her place.

"Ru'er, what do you think?"

"It's pretty good, but I don't know much about it yet. Ru'er wants to understand it first."

Mrs. Long's face darkened a little, she understood the meaning of Lin Mengru's words.

However, since she left room for herself, Mrs. Long just pretended that she couldn't see that she didn't want to.

Although this Zhang Wu looks ineffective, he has a good friend who is now a celebrity in front of Li Xianzong. Long Aohan and the others are trying to get close to Li Xianzong. Going through Zhang Wu is the most natural channel.

"Well, now in spring, Mr. Zhang said that some of their good friends will take their families out for an outing in a few days. You should go too."

"Aunt……"

"Auntie Yichang will make arrangements for you, and you will definitely make you shine that day."

"I……"

"By the way, bring some pastries that you made yourself, and let Mr. Zhang see your virtuousness."

Lin Mengru's mood was gloomy, and she had no room to refute. Obviously, her aunt had already made arrangements.

But she is kind, what can she say.

It's really difficult for a 21-year-old girl to get married.

It would be great if Ao Han didn't die, he loves her so much, he will definitely divorce Meng Baiyun and marry her.

Squeezing the handkerchief in the story, the tactile sensation is a line of characters, embroidered by herself, small script, it is a sentence in the letter that Long Aohan wrote to her, he said, it is the marriage given by the queen mother, In his heart, she will always be the only one.

Thinking of this, I wept secretly.

As he gets older, his mood changes, he sees too many things, Long Aoxue's misery, Murong Qingqing's dissatisfaction after getting married, and his attitude towards marriage becomes more and more negative.

I didn't want to marry at first, but now I insist on being given to someone I don't like, how can I not feel sad.

*
Chang'an City, Jinghua Inn, an inn opened in the past three years, Meng Baiyun lived here with Huzi and Xiao Feihong.

Here is the river facing the window, and the most prosperous part of Chang'an City on the other side. There is a large courtyard on the side and a back door. The back door is full of ordinary people's homes. The alleys are criss-crossing, and the environment is quiet and simple.

And the time to open the door and walk for a cup of tea in front is the official residence. The Meng Mansion and the Dragon Mansion are all on that street.

Xiao Feihong had nothing to do, he was taciturn all the way, apart from being dissatisfied with the environment, he just suffered from doubts about his own appearance and depression.

The crux of this disease is that his mother dusted his blushing face with cinnabar.

After Meng Baiyun explained that it was not a sequelae caused by too much sleep, but because she thought her son's red face was more handsome and deliberately dyed him red, the little guy believed it, and his depression was swept away, and he was able to eat, drink, run and dance.

He has always believed in Meng Baiyun, what his mother said is the most correct word in the world.

It was dark, Meng Baiyun handed Xiao Feihong to Hu Zi, and sneaked into the night in night clothes.

Flying over eaves and walls, crossing streets and alleys.

After passing by a group of private houses, the front was brightly lit, and near the official residence, it seemed that a family of a senior official was holding a banquet.

Meng Baiyun went straight to the Meng Mansion in order to stay.

In familiar places, she couldn't help but think of her childhood, and her heart was warm and rippling.

That big locust tree even carries childhood memories. Her mother made a swing for her and Yun Duo. On summer nights, the two sisters sat on the swing chair together, and the maid pushed gently behind. Passing by their temples, the two of them groped each other's broken hair, intimate and sweet.

The mother was under the eaves, holding a beauty round fan, looking at the two lovingly, and telling the servant girl from time to time to fume the mosquitoes with the moxa ball, so as not to bite the two of them.

Today, the big locust tree is still there, but the lime yard is completely dark.

At this point, could it be that her mother fell asleep?

Flying down, I found a rockery to hide in. After looking carefully, I found that the lime yard was covered with dead leaves from last autumn and winter, and it looked like it had been neglected for a long time.

The well in the yard was also sealed with stones. Meng Baiyun stepped forward to touch it, and the stone slabs were all grainy. It seemed that it hadn't been opened for a long time.

Walking to the door, the lock was locked, and the lock cylinder was full of rust, showing that this place has not been lived in for a long time.

Her mother moved?

Next door is Meng Yunduo's second-floor attic. Meng Baiyun tapped his foot lightly, and the small building was lit. Through the gauze window, a small and slender figure was drawn, and the candle light moved slightly. Kind of bleak and lonely.

Just as she was about to step forward, she saw Ziwei coming out of it, holding a tray.

There was a faint smell of medicine in the air.

Meng Yunduo is sick.

As soon as Ziwei left, Meng Baiyun flew to the door.

Pushing open the door and entering, the smell of medicine in the room became stronger. A thin figure sat with her back, and she softly called: "Yun Duo."

The man turned around, it wasn't Meng Yunduo, but an unfamiliar face.

Seeing the masked Meng Baiyun in night clothes, he was very frightened and screamed, "Ah, who are you?"

Meng Baiyun stepped forward and covered her mouth, her terrified eyes looked pitiful, Meng Baiyun suppressed his voice, and said solemnly: "Where is Meng Yunduo?"

"woo woo woo woo."

The man pointed to his mouth.

When Meng Baiyun let go, she screamed.

What is it called.

Meng Baiyun's cold hand grabbed the woman's neck threateningly: "Call again and try."

The woman's eyes were full of fear, her voice stopped abruptly, and her body trembled like sifting chaff.

"Tell me, where is Meng Yunduo?"

"She, she and the eldest lady lived, lived in Beiyuan."

Why did you live in Beiyuan? Beiyuan is to Meng Mansion, equivalent to the cold palace to the imperial palace.

Meng Baiyun frowned beautifully, and looked at the man coldly: "Who are you?"

"I, I am Master Xinna's concubine, please don't kill me, I have only entered the Meng Mansion not long ago."

It seems that the rumors are really true, Meng Shijun really started taking concubines.

Meng Baiyun let go of the woman, and before she could run out, she felt a dull pain in her back and passed out.

(End of this chapter)