little wife

Chapter 19

Both Lvsong and Zijing were a little puzzled today. The nine girls had already changed into two sets of dresses when they got up early in the morning. Sober.

Originally, Ning Luo liked a white skirt with smoke cages and white water, but when she thought of Zhao Daiyun's inexplicable white all day long, she felt uncomfortable all over her body. In the end, she chose a light pink and green butterfly and flower skirt, and combed it with a single spiral bun. Insert a butterfly hairpin inlaid with silk and gems, the butterfly on it is exquisitely crafted, when Ning Luo moves lightly, the wings as thin as cicada's wings tremble, it is really beautiful.

When the gentlemen were teaching, the sun didn’t seem to move, and it was hanging there all the time. Mr. Weng, who teaches painting, has reached the age of knowing his destiny. In the criticism, only Ning Luo's was hung in the middle as an example, commenting on her brushwork and artistic conception.

Not surprisingly, Ning Luo pretended to glance to the left inadvertently, and then met Zhao Daiyun's gaze. The jealousy was well hidden, and it was the same as when she first became a side concubine and held Ning Luo's hand with a smile. "Sister" is exactly the same.

Ning Luo sneered from the bottom of her heart, probably at the moment Zhao Daiyun was thinking about how to take away the title of calligraphy and painting second skill from her, but even though she didn't care about this false name anymore, she wouldn't let Zhao Daiyun take advantage of it.

It was finally noon, and Ning Luo took advantage of the time when the servants came in to serve lunch and take a nap, and let the green bamboo stay in the quiet room, while she left the women's hall through the side door and went to the green lake.

There was just a spring rain last night, and the vegetation beside the green lake was luxuriant, and there were still crystal drops of water on the leaves, making the scenery extremely beautiful.

From a distance, Ning Luo saw that Jing Yun was already there, sitting on a strange and steep blue-gray Taihu Lake stone, his back was straight and straight, and there was a clear and clear flute sound, and the birds in the forest were startled to the sound of the music. Get up, and hover over him again, unwilling to leave.

Ning Luo slowed down her pace, and unconsciously stared at the back figure, unable to move her eyes away.

The sound of the flute stopped, and there was a moment of silence all around.

With a sound of "ding dong", water drops slipped from a tall old pagoda tree nearby and fell into the lake.

There seemed to be ripples in the heart lake.

Ning Luo woke up suddenly, restrained her mind, and called out "Brother Jing" in a low voice.

Jing Yun came down from the rocks of Taihu Lake, his eyes passed over her pink and green dress, and stopped on Ning Luo's body. Several roses in the bushes by the lakeside were just about to bloom, but they couldn't compare to the pink and creamy white dress. Jade's face.

The brothers and sisters of the Ning family are really like dragons and phoenixes.

Jing Yun was absent-minded for a moment, and after a while, he finally opened his mouth: "Yesterday, I invited someone to invite Ning Huai and a group of friends to drink. Ning Huai uttered the truth after he was drunk. He said that what he hates the most is that his father always let him inherit Ningguo. He has a headache when he sees guns and sticks, reading military books is better than reading poems."

"This..." Ning Luo couldn't laugh or cry.

"Master Ning acts like this, I am afraid that the root cause is that the position of Duke Ning's son is still in vain," Jing Yun said in a deep voice, "He is afraid that Ning Heng will stand out, and Ning Huai's position will be difficult to protect at that time. This friendship is also true. It's admirable."

Da Chen's titles are all hereditary, usually the eldest son succeeds to the throne, but if there are special outstanding descendants, the royal family will consider it when assigning the title.

The distant ones are like King Pingnan during Taizong's time, and the closest ones are like Marquis Xinyi, who is the eldest son who is mediocre.

According to the rules of Da Chen Sulai, the eldest son is generally crowned as the son of the eldest son after he becomes an adult. If he is favored, such as Jing Yun, he was granted the title of Marquis of Dingyun by Emperor Shenghe when he was 14 years old. It is true that the position of the son of the eldest son has not been sealed for a long time. Ning Huai is 22 this year, and he does not know what medicine is sold in Emperor Shenghe's gourd.

Ning Luo's delicate brows frowned beautifully: "Then what should we do now? The spring will be in the second half of the month, and my second cousin will soon report to the Imperial Guard."

"Time is indeed urgent, but you don't have to worry, I've already thought of a way," Jing Yun couldn't help but soften his tone, "When the time comes, it's done, let's find a way to get your father and uncle to sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk , they have a deep brotherly love in the first place, so there will be no serious problems."

Jing Yun had a confident expression on his face, as if he was responsible for the collapse of the sky, Ning Luo felt relieved for no reason, raised his face and smiled sweetly: "Then thank you, Brother Jing, by the way, you I also want to participate in Chunwei, but don't delay your affairs."

A pair of pear dimples flickered, Jing Yun suppressed the desire to poke them, and for the first time had the desire to joke: "What if there is a delay?"

Ning Luo shot him a look. How could Tan Hua Lang in the previous life be delayed?Can't you just say a word? "If it's delayed, I promise to do something for Brother Jing."

"What can you do for me?" Jing Yun laughed.

"Aren't you looking down on people?"

Ning Luo raised her mouth in dissatisfaction, and was about to have a good argument with this person, when suddenly a charming voice sounded behind her: "Sister Luo is here, I thought you were called away by the Fourth Highness."

All the idleness was chased away by this voice, Ning Luo turned around stiffly, and said mockingly: "Sister You Lao came to find me on purpose."

"It should be," Zhao Daiyun smiled with her mouth covered. She is still wearing a white dress today, and the breeze blowing by the lake makes her clothes flutter like a fairy. People too."

This was clearly intended to misunderstand Jing Yun, and Ning Luo was too lazy to argue with her any longer, and said with a serious face, "Sister's words are wrong, the Fourth Highness must have come here for the flower viewing party, so I just asked a casual question. "

Zhao Daiyun didn't change her face, and her face was full of connivance, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything," she turned to Jing Yun and said with a smile, "Sister Luo is always very shy, but it makes Mr. Jing laugh."

Jing Yun didn't answer, nodded slightly at Ning Luo and was about to leave.

A look of reluctance flashed across Zhao Daiyun's eyes, and she took two steps and asked, "Young Master Jing, did you receive my letterhead? I still have some doubts after listening to the master's lecture that day, please give me your advice."

Jing Yun's figure paused for a moment, the smile that was rarely shown just now was gone, and his expression was stern: "Miss Zhao, I have been busy reviewing books these days, and the letters and paper are piled up at the book boy. If you want to ask, It's better to ask Mr. Lu, so as not to delay you."

Zhao Daiyun's smile froze.

"Also, there is something I don't know if I should say it or not." Jing Yun paused, his face softened a little.

Zhao Daiyun cheered up: "Mr. Jing, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Miss Zhao is so beautiful. If you look at the whole capital, I am afraid that you will be the second, and no one will dare to be the first."

The corners of Zhao Daiyun's brows and eyes brightened, and her facial features added a bit of charm and lust, but Ning Luo's heart froze, and she almost wanted to leave.

"It's just that I don't know who served Miss Zhao to dress up. This plain white body was originally supposed to be a banished fairy who was never born in the Moon Palace, but now it's just white rice in a bowl. It doesn't match the girl's beauty at all." Jing Yun was expressionless and authentic.

Zhao Daiyun's face turned red layer by layer, her cheeks were almost bleeding, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from between her teeth: "I... this... I will let my maid... study hard when I get back. study……"

Jing Yun nodded and turned to leave, leaving only a strong and proud back.

The suppressed smile choked into her throat, Ning Luo coughed while supporting the branch, Zhao Daiyun stared at her with hatred flashing across her eyes.

"Sister...don't...don't care...a man knows how to dress up..." Ning Luo managed to stop coughing, and consoled hypocritically, "I think you look beautiful in white."

How can Zhao Daiyun believe it, she can't wait to fly home and change clothes now, and she has no intention of handing in a handkerchief in front of Ning Luo, and said bluntly: "A woman is a person who pleases herself, I like Mr. Jing, if Mr. Jing doesn't like white, It doesn't matter how beautiful I dress, Sister Luo, you should understand, right?"

Is this going to open the skylight to speak out?Ning Luo looked confused: "Sister, what do you want me to understand?"

"It's just that I like Mr. Jing, my sister won't come and grab it from me, right?" Zhao Daiyun said impatiently, "The Fourth Highness loves you deeply, and will marry you when you reach the age of Ji. Once you marry, you will be Princess Rui. , with the royal daughter-in-law's rich clothes and fine food, it is really a good marriage that others will envy."

"Princess Rui is so good, why doesn't my sister want it?" Ning Luo asked back with a smile, "In my opinion, my sister and His Royal Highness Rui Wang are very suitable."

"You—" Zhao Daiyun was at a loss for words, and it took a while before she said, "Your sister is determined to snatch it from me?"

"Brother Jing is not a thing, you can give it to whoever you want," Ning Luo smiled sweetly, "If he likes someone, he will treat him with kind words and gentleness; if he doesn't like someone, just give it to him. I won't want it either."

Zhao Daiyun's face was uncertain, and after a while, she patted her face lightly and smiled, "Oh, what's wrong with me, what my sister said is right, don't say that my sister still doesn't like Mr. Jing , even if we fall in love with Mr. Jing, we will each rely on our own abilities, whoever Mr. Jing likes is whoever he likes, and we must not hurt the friendship of the sisters because of a man."

Ning Luo also admired this Zhao Daiyun, her kung fu of bending, stretching, advancing and retreating freely is really incomparable, but she can't control Zhao Daiyun if she wants to harm others, if she wants to harm Jing Yun, then she absolutely can't agree.

Chun Wei will arrive soon, Ning Heng packs up the package, and will stay in the examination room for three consecutive days, before parting, Ning Zhenchuan could no longer hide his concern, and earnestly reminded her.

In the past three days, everyone in the whole house was a little restless. Qin Xianglan was doing things upside down. She obviously just woke up in the morning, but she inexplicably said that she was going to ask Ning Heng to go to bed earlier. Out of normalcy, he said absently while eating with a pair of crystal pig hands: "This is Heng'er's favorite food, leave one for him..."

"Tomorrow it won't taste good, just cook it again." The old lady said cheerfully.

Only then did Ning Zhenchuan come to his senses, and said embarrassingly: "It's because I was confused that I made my mother laugh."

"It's exactly the same as my time." The old lady recalled the past, "During the few days when you went to the examination room, your father and I couldn't sleep well all night, and your brother went to the examination room several times a day."

Ning Guogong Ning Zhenming, who was not confused in his old age, said with a smile: "I was about to cry when the third brother came out, and a layer of stubble had grown out. He forced a gentle gentleman into a leisurely scholar."

"Will the fifth brother become like that when he comes out? I'm going to see." The sixth son of the third room was happy.

Everyone laughed, and the old lady discovered something: "Hey, where's the second child? Why haven't you seen him for the past two days?"

The second daughter-in-law hurriedly said: "He was dragged out of the city by his friends, saying that he will start working next month, and he will never be free again."

Ning Zhenming was very dissatisfied: "I don't practice horse riding and archery when I have time."

"It's just a few days, just let him go." The aunt persuaded.

Ning Luo's heart skipped a beat, why isn't Ning Huai here?Is it a coincidence or is there another mystery?

Holding this uneasy mood until the next day, Ning Heng came back, shut himself in the room and fell asleep as soon as he came back, no matter who asked him, he would not speak.Qin Xianglan only thought that he was a mess in the exam, so he had to call Ning Luo to persuade him with kind words outside the door, saying that it's okay to fail this time, and he can only start again in Chunwei three years later.

After two days like this, Ning Luo just came back from the academy. After washing up, she went to her parents' courtyard to have dinner together as usual. Ning Heng finally left the house. There was a loud bang at the door.

Ning Zhenchuan, who has always been gentle and refined, kicked open the door, pointed at Ning Heng and trembled with anger, "You... what good thing did you do with that Jing Yun!"

(End of this chapter)