little wife

Chapter 62

Qin Xianglan and Ning He's first went to Xiaodao Temple to pay a visit to Princess Dachang, and then went to Yunjue Garden to visit Ning Luo.The Marquis Dingyun's mansion was in chaos for a while, Qin Xianglan and Ning Zhenchuan didn't know what was going on, and they didn't ask much when expressing their condolences, they were always thinking about it.

As soon as she saw Ning Luo, Qin Xianglan grabbed Ning Luo's hand and looked up and down, and felt relieved when she saw that everything was going well.

Although she can't go back to her mother's house on weekdays, Ning Luo always makes people watch the big and small things at home. Grandma and mother get along a lot now. Qin Xianglan and Ning Cheng's are not getting along well now, so they naturally get closer to Ning He After a while, Ning Zhenchuan and Qin Xianglan are still as affectionate as ever.

After chatting a few words about the current situation of the family, and lamenting the impermanence of the world, Ning He let out several irrelevant maids in the room, leaving only one amethyst, and gave Qin Xianglan a wink.Qin Xianglan understood, but opened her mouth, hesitated and said nothing.

Ning Luo suddenly understood that the two of them had nothing to do but went to the Three Treasure Hall: "Mother, Auntie, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Ning He and Qin Xianglan looked at each other: "Luo'er, you may not be happy to hear some words, but your aunt still has to remind you, should you... think about it and take the initiative to take a concubine for your son?" room?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ning Luo was stunned for a while, and asked after a while: "Why did the eldest aunt say that?"

"Do you know?" The eldest aunt carefully looked at Ning Luo's face, "The son often hangs around the brothel these days, I heard that he even asked someone... to redeem the body of a brothel girl..."

Ning Luo's face turned pale.

Qin Xianglan suddenly panicked: "Luo'er, Luo'er, don't be angry, we have thought about it for you, Yun'er is not the kind of lucky person, and I haven't seen him flirting with women on weekdays, he must have been fascinated by that kind of woman for a while. In short, you might as well choose two dignified, knowledgeable and interesting concubines for him, so as not to have that kind of seductive vixen come in and disturb the peace of the family, what do you think?"

Ning He sighed and said: "Yeah, you are young and have shallow eyelids. How many men are there who are as dedicated as your father? Your mother is a marriage that was built after countless blessings in her previous life. Daughter's family, after all, you should be more generous, so as not to be crowned as jealous, we are all one family, don't talk about two families, instead of waiting for the prince to bring it up, it is better for you to be more generous, and you can still fall. A good name, don't you think?"

Ning Luo tightly grasped the armrest with her fingers, pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Oh, you child," Ning He immediately became worried, "I'm afraid that I'm talking too much. If you use this to make trouble with the prince, it will become a joke, but you must not!"

"Don't worry, Auntie, I'm naturally not that kind of petty person," Ning Luo said leisurely, her eyes cold, "If he wants to take a concubine, I will not stop him, and I will pick a good concubine for him room, I wish him a happy marriage for a hundred years and an early birth to a precious son."

When Jing Yun came back, it was past Youzheng, and the Yunjue Garden was quiet, so he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. In the past, Jing Zheng and Jing Xi would often play and laugh here for a while, and in the end he might have to drive people away to get Ning Luo away. Grab into his arms.

In the flower hall, Lvsong was sorting out the housework, and when he saw him, he didn't greet him with a smile like before, but he just called out "Master Shizi" and then buried himself in work again.

"Where is Young Madam?" Jing Yun asked casually.

"It's in the house," Lu Song whispered, "I'm afraid I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'm lying down."

Jing Yun froze for a moment, then walked in quickly: "What's not comfortable? It was fine when I went out in the morning, did you call Doctor Jin?"

"Master!" Lu Song shouted behind him, hurried two steps behind him, and handed him a sachet.

Jing Yun was stunned and didn't reach out to pick it up: "What is this?"

Lu Song put her index finger to her mouth and "hush": "Young Madam told me to throw it away, I...I didn't want to, Young Madam has been embroidering for two days, especially for the eldest son..."

Jing Yun took it over and took a look. The sachet was exquisite, with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water repaired on it, stitch by stitch, lifelike.

He glanced suspiciously at Lusong, carefully put the sachet into his arms, and pushed the door open.

Ning Luo did not lie on the bed, but sat in front of the dressing table and stared blankly at the bronze mirror in front of her.Her hairpin was removed, and her loose hair set off her palm-sized face, making her look extraordinarily petite and weak.

Jing Yun walked to the back, inserted his fingers into that beautiful hair, and gently combed her twice. The cold hair passed through his fingers. The feeling seemed addictive. He couldn't help but provoke a finger Tip played.

Ning Luo pressed his hand, stood up, tidied up his appearance for him, and said softly, "I came back so late, have you had dinner yet?"

"I've used it." Jing Yun looked at her face carefully, and raised his hand to touch her forehead: "Why, is there any discomfort?"

Ning Luo took a step back indiscriminately, pretending to tidy up the rouge on the dressing table: "No, I'm just thinking about what kind of bun I'm going to wear tomorrow, and what kind of dress I'm going to wear."

"Luo'er looks good in anything she wears." Jing Yun faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of any reason for the moment, and just examined her expression.

"Really?" Ning Luo squinted at him with a half-smile, "Wouldn't it be better to wear a white dress? I just don't know if I can enter the Marquis' dream if I wear it."

With a flash of thought in his mind, Jing Yun suddenly understood, and said in a deep voice, "Is someone chewing something in front of you?"

Ning Luo felt sore, bit her lips, and after a while she lowered her eyes and said calmly: "Even if no one tells, I will know sooner or later. If you like her, why bother to lie to me with sweet words? I don't know anything Reasonable jealous woman, you are tall and noble, and it is reasonable to have a few concubines, I will naturally not stop you, as long as..."

She wanted to say a few words to make everyone look better, but something seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she couldn't continue.

It was the same in the previous life, Yang Yan caught her off guard when he was almost affectionate, and coaxed her out to play in the villa for two days. When he came back, he saw Zhao Daiyun waiting in front of the door, and greeted her with a smile. The princess saw the gift of tea, and from then on, her heart died.

Could it be that she still couldn't escape such a fate?Or should we be glad that the concubine who came here is not Zhao Daiyun?After all, her position as the real wife of the eldest son cannot be shaken by a small brothel girl.

In this world, there must be no myth that there is only one couple in a lifetime. She shouldn't have any illusions. Fortunately, it's not too late for her to understand...

She waited for a moment disheartened, but she didn't hear Jing Yun's voice, so she couldn't help but raised her head, just in time to meet Jing Yun's gaze.

Clusters of flames danced in those dark eyes, as if they were about to burn her skin in the next moment.

Is this happy...or...angry?
Ning Luo couldn't understand.

The arm was grabbed by someone, and Jing Yun took her and strode out.She took a staggered step and exclaimed, "You... Where are you taking me? It's getting late..."

Jing Yun turned a deaf ear to it, Ning Luo struggled hard, and was about to break free from Jing Yun's grasp, but was hugged by Jing Yun, and the green pine in the flower hall was startled when she saw it, and chased after a few steps to stop her , but there was no way to stop Jing Yun, and he was easily pushed aside.

Green Pine was about to chase, but Yotsuba held her back: "Don't go."

"How can this be done! Will my son hurt the young lady!" Lu Song turned pale with fright, "I'll call the old lady..."

Clover curled her lips: "How could the master be willing to hurt the young lady? You see, he couldn't bear to pull his hands hard, and carried the young lady away."

Jing Yun carried Ning Luo in his arms and walked out of the mansion within a few steps. The carriage outside the door was still there, and his bodyguard Jing Le was playing with Zhuyun. He was a little confused when he saw the battle, and only saw Jing Yun's expression. When he came back to his senses, he quickly opened the curtain to allow Jing Yun and Ning Luo to sit in the carriage, while he sat in the driver's seat and shouted vigorously: "Master, where are we going?"

"Go to Zou Mansion in Beiluo Lane." Jing Yun said in a deep voice.

The carriage sped up, and Ning Luo didn't struggle anymore, but just lay in Jing Yun's arms and gasped for breath.

Beiluo Lane is just a few alleys away from here, and it will arrive in a short while. Jing Le stopped the carriage to invite someone, and Ning Luo was in a hurry: "What are you doing? Why do you make others laugh at your own family affairs?"

Jing Yun remained silent with a sullen face.

When the curtain door was opened, Zou Zelin's cynical face appeared in front of his eyes: "Tsk tsk, why are you all so serious? No matter how you look at it, it's more desolate because I'm alone, I haven't put on a bitter face yet."

Ning Luo forced a laugh, but couldn't catch up with his witty words.

"I've already said that I can't hide it, you've done it yourself," Zou Zelin didn't take it seriously, and said to Jing Le outside with a smile, "Let's go to Feiyun Tower."

The carriage jolted again, and Ning Luo asked anxiously, "What are you going to Feiyun Tower for?"

"Brothers and sisters, rumors are terrible, you must never believe them, just like I linger in the flowers, but my body and mind are always guarded by Huiyao, pure and innocent, the sun and the moon can show, and the world can learn from it." Zou Zelin is serious. typical.

Even though Ning Luo was sore, he made her laugh. Jing Yun stared at her smile for a while, then suddenly turned away.

The carriage was speeding all the way, and then arrived at Feiyun Building. Zou Zelin got out of the carriage, walked to the window, knocked on the wall of the carriage and said, "Sister and sister, please come out and have a look."

Ning Luo opened the curtain, and saw rows of red lights hanging on the corners of the cornices in the night, and the sound of laughter and persuasion came, mixed with the sound of the piano, it was really a scene of drunkenness and dreams.

Zou Zelin pointed to the high place and said, "See? That's where Jiang Biyue used to be. Yuan Xi and I came here twice, one time to ask her a few questions, and the other time to prepare Yinliang redeemed her body, and I dare to guarantee it with the head of the Xiang, Yuan Xi did not even break the rules," he said seriously, "I am afraid that Jiang Biyue has already arrived at his hometown in Jiangtai County."

"Jiangtai County?" Ning Luo was stunned. You must know that Jiangtai County is in the middle of Dachen, and it takes at least eight or nine days' drive from the capital.

"Yeah, what do you think? Is it raised in the city as an outhouse?" Zou Zelin asked back.

There was a heavy cough in the carriage, Zou Zelin shrank his neck, took out a piece of paper from his arms and stuffed it into Ning Luo's hand: "Look, look! This guy even crossed rivers and demolished bridges, forcing me to waste money." Huahua redeemed a woman she had never met before with Huahua’s silver, and asked her to swear an oath, saying that the deed of sale was still in my hands for the time being, and if she appeared in the capital again in the future, she would be at my disposal, and she was not going to Feiyunlou , but those shameful brothels. I can be called injustice. What people like is him and not me. I am still guarding my innocence and waiting for Huiyao. If Huiyao misunderstands me, I can jump to The Yellow River can't even wash it away..."

Zou Zelin was talking nonsense, Ning Luo was stunned for a moment, and took a sneak peek at Jing Yun, only to see his face sinking like water, his gaze fell on the tallest red lantern, wondering what he was thinking.

"Brother and sister, do you want to go inside and ask for proof? You just need to change clothes and pretend to be a man, otherwise you won't be allowed in even if I know them well." Zou Zelin was very enthusiastic.

"No...no need..." Ning Luo said nah-na.

"Then I'll go inside and ask for a glass of water and wine." Zou Zelin waved his hand and walked in, "I won't bother you two if you love each other."

It was very quiet in the carriage, Ning Luo felt that there was no place to move her hands and feet, she lowered her head and twisted the handkerchief in her hand, wishing she could go back to her bedroom half an hour ago and gag her mouth.

"Why don't you look at me?" Jing Yun's voice rang in his ears, "This concubine can't get married, do you still want to think about other families?"

There was no emotion in the voice, and Ning Luo raised her head: "Brother Jing..."

"I was very angry just now, but I thought about it carefully on the way here. I was also at fault for this matter. I shouldn't have asked Zelin to do this for me without discussing it with you." Jing Yun frowned. , slowly and authentically.

Ning Luo's eyes widened in astonishment, and after a while she lowered her head in shame: "No...it was my fault, I shouldn't have listened to other people's rumors."

"After thinking about it, I only found this one mistake of mine, but Luo'er, think about it carefully, is there only one mistake you made?" Jing Yun stared at her with a low voice.

(End of this chapter)