Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 288
"Ahem..." An Zijin coughed a few times just as she was about to speak, and Gu Jing patted her back to breathe.

"But you're not feeling well? I asked someone to warm up the medicine. You've exhausted your energy in the car today. I'll take you back after a short rest. I have to go to your house later."

Gu Jing immediately called someone to warm the medicine, An Zijin was a little amused, and said, "Probably no one would have thought that we would watch the betrothal gifts here, how many people in the Great Zhou Dynasty could watch the excitement of their betrothal gifts on the street."

Gu Jing hugged her and said with a smile, "How many An Zijins are there in the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Slick tongue, I really regret it, you were not like this in the past." An Zijin raised her eyes and bumped into those thick black eyes, almost lost her mind.

Gu Jing lightly tapped her lips with her finger, "Only for you."

As her ears turned red, An Zijin felt that her lips were getting hot, and she quickly lowered her head to avoid his fingers. She was very helpless and thankful that when Gu Jing became such a man of Meng Lang, she seemed to be unable to break free. The prey was trapped by him like this.

This feeling is very strange and makes her depend on it, like a drowning person who has been floating in the water for a long time finally found the driftwood, and since then they can sink and float together.

Soon the medicine was brought in, and An Zijin also knew that it was important to drink the medicine quickly. The prescription was not extremely bitter, and Wen Tingzhi added a few warming and sweet herbs, and it tasted much better.

The dowry team finally saw the end, An Zijin said with a helpless smile, "I really can't count."

Gu Jing smiled, "I won't tell you now, you will know when you return to the mansion."

At this time, An's family was full of people coming and going, apparently to send congratulatory gifts, but in fact most of them were still inquiring about the situation.

An Tongfu faced his colleagues in the officialdom with a happy expression on his face. The betrothal gift from An Guogong's mansion really added honor to his face.

"The great joy in An Taishi's mansion has been spread all over Luoyang City. I don't think there are many aristocratic families in the Great Zhou Dynasty who can have such a grandeur!"

Seeing that he was from the third prince's side, An Tongfu smiled politely, "Master Zheng is also very happy this year."

Zheng Qiushi, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, married the eldest son of the Xue family, the second daughter of the third wife of the Xue family, and had a close relationship with the Xue family. Not long ago, she gave birth to another son. However, there were many internal conflicts in the Xue family. Soon, Zheng Qiushi directly joined the camp of the third prince. Relying on the fact that she has a son, she is also making trouble in the mansion.

Sure enough, when An Tongfu said this, Zheng Qiushi's smile faded, "Without Grand Master An's blessing, my Zheng family is just muddling along. The two daughters of Grand Master An are both well-married. I'm afraid the family in Luoyang City They asked women not men again."

These words were both guns and sticks, and the atmosphere became a bit colder for a while.

"Hey, what are you talking about, Feng is late." Feng Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled and went up to greet An Tongfu. The two of them had met once at the fourth prince's place.

An Tongfu gave way to the hall behind him, "My lords came to this old man, and after all, we also went in for a glass of wine. Today is not only to give this old man face, but also to give Mr. An a little face."

These words mentioned Gu Jing, and the few people who still wanted to speak weighed their weight, and then they all entered the hall with smiles.

An Tongfu suppressed his smile, and stood outside with Feng Yuan.

"Teacher, Your Highness means to keep it a secret until New Year's Eve, I don't know what's the plan." Feng Yuan lowered his voice.

An Tongfu laughed without saying a word, and after a while whispered: "Your Highness has his own intentions."

Feng Yuan naturally nodded, "I heard that Zuo Chengyuan hasn't returned to Luoyang yet, which really gives me a headache."

"Oh? He hasn't come back yet?" An Tongfu straightened his sleeves and smiled at the two people who came from afar, "The two adults are late."

It was Gao Jinxian, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and another servant of the Ministry of War who came here.

Although Gao Jinxian was full of smiles, he still looked a bit haggard. He cupped his hands and said a lot of polite words, and then led the Minister of War into the hall.

Feng Yuan sighed, "Gao Shangshu has been sitting in this position for a while, I heard that he has met His Highness the Third Highness several times, and he always comes out with a solemn expression."

He said that he heard it, but he didn't even know his expression clearly. An Tongfu nodded. He knew that there were a lot of people staring at the Ministry of War, but he was not very interested in the Ministry of War. The water in that place had been disturbed for a long time. However, there are not only fishers in the muddy water, but also more hidden characters.

"I heard that Mr. Feng's painting skills are very outstanding. You should also practice Danqing in the past few days. On New Year's Eve, there is no guarantee that the Holy Dragon will be safe. This New Year's Eve banquet will still be held."

This remark surprised Feng Yuan, it was difficult for him, a minister of Dali Temple, to be so clear about the affairs in the palace, but how could Taishi An, who had been in the government and the public for many years, take it lightly?

"Thank you, Taishi An, for your suggestion."

An Tongfu waved his hand, "His Royal Highness has long said that Mr. Feng's ability is not just for the Dali Temple."

These words also touched Feng Yuan's mind. It's not that he has no worries, but because Duke An is all facing His Royal Highness, he is even more unwilling to hesitate anymore. There is absolutely no choice but to use procrastination to stand in line. word tactics.

"Thank you, sir, sir."

An Tongfu patted him on the shoulder, "Master Feng is going in for a glass of bouillon today."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The dowry team shuttled through the Anfu in an endless stream, and the words of praise immediately overflowed the Anfu, and it wasn't all flattery, this momentum was really amazing.

Especially sending flowers in winter, this point envied so many noble ladies, jewelry, head and face silk are all available at your fingertips, flowers that are still beautiful and charming in this winter are hard to buy!

An Xianglan who was standing behind the colonnade was also red-eyed. She learned the rules last time and her knees are still aching. But now she saw the engagement banquet that spread all over Luoyang, and she was gloomy. down.

"Miss, I still have to go to Nagasawa Court." Qiuqin on the side looked at her back coldly, knowing that she hated the second lady again. Although she despised the third lady in her heart, she couldn't show it.

An Xianglan glanced back at her, Qiuqin was very plainly dressed, with only a copper hairpin on her head, and the hairpin was very plain.

Can't help but say that An Xianglan has already slapped her up, "Did I treat you badly? You look like a funeral star dressed like this, and you still wear such an ugly copper hairpin. You want to tell the world that I'm so poor. Do all the maids in the house look so poor? Slut!" Although she was beating and scolding Qiuqin, her eyes were full of anger.

She hated An Zijin, hated that she had everything and could live a better life than herself. Such a grand occasion was for her wedding, and such a luxurious bride price was also for her. Why on earth did she rely on it?

A person like her is probably useless except for her face!

An Xianglan ignored Qiuqin, who was covering her face and dared not look up, and went straight to the direction of Nagasawa Court. Qiuqin just stroked her cheek, and then followed with a faint sneer.

(End of this chapter)