little wife

Chapter 60

As soon as the words came to his lips, they were condensed in his throat, and Jing Yun lost his mind for a moment.

The woman's eyes were as tender as water, and she flicked across the faces of everyone in the boat, and stopped on Jing Yun's body for a moment, a layer of scarlet color gradually appeared on her face, she blessed Jing Yun with a soft voice Said: "Jiang Biyue met Mr. Jing in Feiyun Tower. Mr. Jing is so bright and beautiful. The slave family admires him very much. It is really a good fortune to meet you today."

Qin Yu'an sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "It's actually her. I heard that this is the oiran who was just selected during the Lantern Festival this year. She is fifteen years old, and she is still a nobleman. She is a little sick, and it takes a lot of effort to see her on weekdays."

"Yuanxi, you are blessed." Yang Zhan also looked at it intently for a while, then coughed twice and teased.

Some palace people set up the plank of the boat, Jiang Biyue looked at the surging river under his feet and hesitated for a moment, then stepped on the pedal, and the little maidservant behind him also followed, shouting: "Miss...Miss, be careful! some……"

Jiang Biyue was obviously a little scared. When she walked in the middle of the boat, the plank shook, her face became paler, and she stood motionless in the middle of the plank, clutching her chest and looking over helplessly.

I feel pity for a beautiful woman holding her heart.

Qin Yu'an smiled and said, "Yuan Xi, why don't you hurry up and help the beauty over?"

Jing Yun looked at the woman in white in the middle in a daze, his mind was a little confused, but he remained motionless.

Qin Yu'an called him twice but didn't see any response from him, and suddenly felt pity and pity for jade: "Yuan Xi, you are too ignorant of fun, if you don't go, I will go for you."

Yang Yan casually added to the flames: "Mrs. Shizi is watching there, I'm afraid Yuan Xi won't dare."

Everyone burst into laughter, and Qin Yuan laughed even harder: "Yuan Xi, Yuan Xi, I never thought you'd be henpecked."

The roar of laughter spread into the cabin, and the ladies also covered their mouths and laughed, with a bit of disapproval on their faces, watching Ning Luo and others watching the jokes, you must know that being jealous is a sin of all kinds, noble ladies from aristocratic families On the bright side, she would never allow herself to have such a reputation. If Ning Luo is sensible, not only should she not stop her at this time, she should also express her appreciation and encouragement for her husband's affair. Nobody cares anymore.

Ning Luo was in no mood to pay attention to their little Jiujiu, a feeling of desolation rose from the bottom of her heart, making her feel a little chilly.

If a woman can seduce Jing Yun's soul with just a white dress and a little song, then what's the point of such feelings?
She stared fixedly at Jing Yun, watched him suddenly come to his senses, watched him stand up, and watched him take steps...

She couldn't help blinking hard, and looked at Jing Yun in front of her in amazement.

"Ma'am," Jing Yun said calmly, "I'm a little seasick, so come and sit with me."

"Seasick?" Ning Luo calmed down, and said with a worried expression, "But you feel unwell after working too hard for the past two days?"

"Yes, we still need Mrs. Lao's hand to relieve our fatigue." Jing Yun pulled her out of the cabin without even looking at Jiang Biyue.

Everyone's expressions were a little weird, Qin Yuan glanced at the couple, then suddenly laughed out loud, shook his head and sighed: "Yuanxi, I knew that Zelin was the most wild person in the world before, and he never took people seriously. Li, but I didn't expect that compared with him, you are really better than him."

Over there, some palace people had already lured Jiang Biyue over. Jiang Biyue greeted everyone one by one, behaved generously, and spoke well, which was really different from ordinary brothel girls.

Seeing Ning Luo sitting next to Jing Yun, Yang Zhan also felt a little embarrassed, so he called all the wives over, and all of a sudden, there was laughter and laughter in the boat.

Jiang Biyue poured tea for everyone one by one, and finally came to Jing Yun. She respectfully bowed to Ning Luo first and said, "My family fell in love with the son for a while. I didn't know my wife was here. Please forgive me."

With so many people looking at her, she couldn't reach out to hit the smiling person, not to mention such a delicate beauty.

Ning Luo took her tea and said flatly, "Miss Jiang is polite."

Only then did Jiang Biyue cast her eyes on Jing Yun, and shyly said: "My family has admired Mr. Jing's name for a long time, and even saw his demeanor during the horse riding parade last year. I was so sleepy and longing for him. It was hard to go back and forth. Today, seeing him is enough to comfort my whole life."

Jing Yun nodded coldly: "It's good to have seen it, it's just one mouth and two eyes."

A look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and Jiang Biyue said with a little embarrassment: "The young master may be laughing at the slave family in his heart for being shameless, but the young master doesn't know that the slave family once dreamed of a person wearing armor and wearing crotch every night for a while. Xia Baiju, who is good at wielding a silver spear, has exactly the same appearance as the young master. I don't know who it is, I just think there is some god in the dark guiding him, but after searching for a long time, I don't know who this person is. It was only when I met you that day last year that I realized that he was actually the world-renowned Prince Dingyunhou..."

Jing Yun's face changed drastically, and the teacup in his hand fell on the tea tray, making a crisp "ding".

Jiang Biyue backed away, and bowed respectfully to them again: "I was the one who was rude today, please don't blame my son and wife, I will replace wine with tea, and punish myself with three cups."

After finishing speaking, she covered her face with her sleeves, drank three cups of tea in a row, and played a piano for everyone present, then politely refused everyone's persuasion and returned to her painting boat.

The small boat sailed leisurely on the river, gradually drifting away, Jiang Biyue singing sounded, it was a popular song called Butterfly Love Flower, the voice lingered on the river lightly and gracefully, and could not be dissipated for a long time.

Everyone on the boat was a little bit embarrassed that such a good woman was reduced to prostitution. Judging by her words and deeds, she was not inferior to the noble daughters of aristocratic families.

It was already late when we returned to the mansion, Jing Yun and Ning Luo went to visit Jing Cheng's room first, although Jing Cheng's illness had improved, but his spirit was still not good, sometimes when seeing Ning Luo, he would stare for a while, with tears in his eyes Come on, a seven-foot man, so thin that he almost lost his shape.

Jing Yun was afraid that he would be as overwhelmed as Yu Mingyu, so he sent someone to wait on him for twelve hours, and he went to take care of the sick every day when he was free.

After everything was done, Ning Luo returned to Yunjue Garden, silently finished washing and lay down on the bed, while Jing Yun turned around in the study, and after a while lay down beside Ning Luo, turned sideways and hugged her as before. stopped her.

In the darkness, the two were silent for some reason, but neither of them fell asleep.

Ning Luo was a little suffocated by his embrace, so she struggled lightly, and whispered, "It's a little hot."

Jing Yun's arm not only did not loosen, but tightened even tighter: "It's better to be warmer, so as not to catch a cold."

He lowered his head to find Ning Luo's lips, held back the kiss, and looked at her in the dim light of the night: "Why are you unhappy?"

"How can there be..." Ning Luo denied it.

"There must be." Jing Yun kissed her all the way up her nose, staying on her eyelids, gently teasing her eyelashes, and then all the way down, while still talking to himself, "Could it be Jealous? Let me smell it."

He took a deep breath and blew it towards Ning Luo's neck, which made Ning Luo itchy and giggled.

"Luo'er," Jing Yun stopped his hands and called her name softly, "You don't need to be jealous, there is no one in this world who can compare with you."

Ning Luo was stunned for a moment, and buried her face in her chest. She was indeed panicked. She knew that Jiang Biyue was a counterfeit, but she could only watch helplessly and couldn't see through.

"I don't like that woman," she murmured.

"Okay, if you don't like it, you don't like it, but have you noticed that she looks a bit like you." Jing Yun closed his eyes, recalling Jiang Biyue's eyebrows.

Ning Luo put her face in front of him, pouted angrily, "Don't miss her, miss me, I'm here."

Jing Yun took the opportunity to hold her face and looked it over carefully: "Let me take a good look, well, Luo'er's eyes are more powerful than hers, and Luo'er's lips are much fuller than hers, which is my husband's favorite. That's it."

Ning Luo laughed, her tense face couldn't be twisted anymore, her smile was as bright as a spring flower, it was too beautiful to behold.

Jing Yun was absent-minded for a moment, Zhao Daiyun's words flashed through his mind inexplicably.It is undeniable that he felt a little uncomfortable, and Yang Yan's entanglement cast a shadow over his heart.

He sighed in his heart, pinched Ning Luo's cheek and said with a smile: "Aren't you jealous? It's me who should be jealous. You are so kind. I will guard you and not let anyone snatch you away. "

All the haze seemed to be swept away, Ning Luo's heart was full of tenderness, and she whispered: "Brother Jing, I am yours, and no one can take it away."

Jing Yun put aside distracting thoughts, and lingered on her skin with his fingers, tracing her outline.This is his Luo'er, no longer the woman in white who was illusory in dreams all those years ago.No need to think about it anymore, all her outlines have been engraved in my heart.

Jing Yun has become more and more busy these days. The 40th birthday of Emperor Shenghe is coming soon. In addition to the surrounding countries and vassal kings, it is said that the Northern Zhou Dynasty will also send missions to congratulate. Make up your mind.

However, for Jing Yun, the most painful thing is not the deployment and training, but the inevitable meeting with Emperor Shenghe in the Habayashi Guard.

He had already handed over all the matters related to the palace to General Zuo Lang, but he still met Emperor Sheng He face to face, and he tried his best to restrain himself for a long time before turning away and despising Sheng Jia.

Ning Luo was also very worried. Yu Mingyu's resolute departure made both Jing Cheng and Jing Yun almost devastated. She didn't know how to get Jing Yun out of the shadow of this incident.

After dinner that day, Jing Yun went to Yu Mingyu's room again.

It turned out that Nanny Qin was getting old, and she kept thinking about Yu Mingyu, and refused to go back to her hometown, so Ning Luo settled her in this yard, lived in the servant's room next to her, and was still in charge of the affairs of the yard. All business.

As before, Jing Yun walked around the yard, then entered the room silently, and sat in front of Yu Mingyu's bed without saying a word.

Ning Luo didn't dare to leave, she sat with him dully, and after a while she heard him say: "Don't worry about me, I just want to spend time with mother."

Ning Luo said softly: "I also miss my mother. If she is alive in heaven, she might come back to visit us and have a conversation with us."

Jing Yun said sadly: "It would be great if it could be like what you said. In the past, I only blamed her for being indifferent to me, but I don't know that as long as she is by my side, even if she ignores me, she will be happy."

Ning Luo thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, this is telling you to cherish the person in front of you and not regret it later."

Jing Yun laughed: "What are you talking about?"

"You still have your father, younger siblings, me, and even your mother, maybe watching you from heaven, so don't worry us any more."

Jing Yun was silent for a moment, and the vertical lines between his eyebrows gradually stretched. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a rush of footsteps outside, and the servant's voice sounded a little panicked: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is here, It's already... outside the door."

(End of this chapter)