Chapter 19 Second Miss Zheng

Madam Hou's body froze, and that terrifying memory came over like a shadow.

That night, the handsome young man walked out of the darkness with a sword in his hand. His face was splattered with bright red blood, and his eyes were fierce. He changed from his usual elegant and handsome appearance, like a ferocious beast that had broken free from its cage.

"It turns out that it was Aunt Qin who persuaded my father to speak to the emperor to relieve the emperor's worries."

"The northern cold land is separated by thousands of miles, so my sister will not be able to return to Da'an or the Hou's Mansion in this lifetime. Isn't my aunt very happy these few days?"

"So presumptuous to the point of destroying my mother's tomb when my sister-in-law was getting married."

The blood from the tip of the sword fell to the ground drop by drop. It was the blood of the servant she sent to destroy the tomb. Mrs. Hou stood there trembling all over, her legs were so frightened that she couldn't move even half a step.

She thought this place was the Marquis' Mansion, the imperial city, and he didn't dare to bear the notoriety of killing his stepmother, but the young man in Tsing Yi approached her step by step with no expression on his face.

"Auntie, do you know how to write the word "property?"

She moved the young man's heart, and was almost pierced by his sword like a lunatic. If his sister-in-law hadn't appeared to stop her, she would have died on the spot.

Madam Hou subconsciously looked at the moon white wide sleeves behind the young man, but she couldn't help shivering when she met those indifferent phoenix eyes.

The lesson of being beaten once was deep enough, and she bowed her head with great reluctance.

"The matter of the Wen family is for the son to decide, and I will not interfere."

Miss Yao was startled, and grabbed Madam Hou's sleeve, "Mother!"

As a mother-in-law, wouldn't she be forced to bow her head to Wen's daughter-in-law?

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him who looked like a banished fairy, Miss Yao's eyes were filled with anger, but Madam Hou quickly pulled her behind her.

He came today because Wen's took advantage of her pregnancy to blow the pillow wind.

The woman in front of her looked like she was keeping her head low, and Yao Xuanci only said, "In the future, Wen's family will raise a baby, so there is no need to ask for good morning."

He turned around to leave, but then remembered something, and turned his face, "I heard that Steward Wan is now taking orders from my aunt?"

Madam Hou's heart skipped a beat, "Butler Wan is the old matriarch's appointed confidant, how could he listen to me?"

"Really?" Bai Ya was left by him in the Hou Mansion to guard Zheng Ruyu, and he noticed many unexpected things.

Six years after Yao Xuan resigned from the imperial court, he focused on his official duties and seldom asked about the Marquis's residence. Almost all his cronies followed him to investigate the case. The old Marquis had been ill in bed for many years, and the Marquis's mansion was handed over to the cronies of the old majesty.take care of.

At the beginning, the Qin family allowed his sister-in-law to marry far away. Six years, just to hide it from his eyes, should be enough.

Yao Xuanci glanced at the forbearing Madam Hou, and thought that the Wen family was soft-tempered. Judging from the grievance that day, the Qin family must have been secretly arrogant for a long time.

With some guesses in his mind, he strode away without saying anything.

When the slender figure left, Miss Yao stomped her feet angrily, "It's clear that the Wen family doesn't know the rules, and is proud of being favored. Why does mother bow her head?!"

Mrs. Hou's mind was full of thoughts about the seemingly calm and ordinary look of the young man when he left, and her heart was slightly uneasy, hearing her daughter's dissatisfaction and long-winded words, she was very annoying.

"Shut up!"

Impatiently, she shook off Yao Yao's hand, and gave her a cold look, "If you and your sister are sons, how could it be my turn to bow to him?"

Yao Yao pursed her lips to keep quiet when she heard the words, and turned her lips curled up and said aggrievedly, "Then when can I live in Dongyuan?"

"The elder sister has been married for ten years, and now the daughter is the first daughter of the Hou family. It was said before that Dongyuan cannot live, but you can see that sister Ruyu is living in it."

She hugged Mrs. Hou's arm again, and swayed coquettishly, "Will my daughter be able to move in as soon as sister Ruyu leaves?"

Madam Hou gave her a sideways glance, and quickly withdrew her hand, "Daydreaming."

Anyone can live in that courtyard, except the two sisters.

Before arriving at Qingyu Courtyard, Mo Ya saw a man in a white robe guarding the gate of the courtyard after walking all the way.

It was the white crow sent to guard Miss Zheng Er.

He immediately took a half step forward and reminded, "My lord, it is estimated that Miss Zheng Er is out of order again."

If not, the white crow rushed up immediately when he saw them, with a bitter expression on his face, "My lord, you are back."

"The subordinate couldn't restrain that Miss Zheng Er at all. When she was in a hurry, she ordered the maid to hit the subordinate's sword. Without reason, she went straight to you. Right now, she is waiting in the courtyard."

Yao Xuanci lowered his eyes and stepped into the courtyard gate, "It seems that her injuries are all healed."

When we arrived at the main hall, Zheng Ruyu, who was sitting firmly on the side seat, saw him and couldn't wait to get up, "You're back."

She stepped forward, and the concubine-colored streamer skirt fluttered, with a bit of coquettishness in her eyes, "I'm an injured patient in Dongyuan, and you don't come to visit me."

Zheng Ruyu made a gesture to hold his hand, but Yao Xuanci backed away to dodge him, she gritted her teeth secretly, like this every time.

In the past, when he was not married, she could still treat him as a gentleman, who valued the differences between men and women and maintained himself. Now that he is married, she only thinks that it is because of Wen's that she deliberately avoids him.

Seeing her swift footsteps when she approached, Yao Xuanci said frankly, "Your injury has healed, and you can go back to the Duke's mansion today."

On the contrary, Zheng Ruyu became more courageous when faced with setbacks. She raised her chin and said, "It's fine if you agree? If your arrow is not right, I will die in hell."

"Although my leg injury is recovering, I still have nightmares in the middle of the night."

She played with her petty temper, "I don't care, anyway, before you can't sleep peacefully, you have to be responsible to the end, otherwise I will sue the prince."

"Then you go." Yao Xuanci remained unmoved, and took a stroll to sit on the main seat.

In truth, it wasn't his fault.

Those knuckle fingers held the handle of the pot, and he said slowly while pouring tea, "Yao admits that he has made an apology."

On that rainy day, he was ordered by the crown prince to pick up Zheng Ruyu, who was returning to the city from worshiping his ancestors, and he had already sent her to the gate of the city when it was dark.

After the task was completed, Yao Xuanci and Xing Yunjing continued to check the traces of the goods, but Zheng Ruyu would follow behind without saying a word and catch up.

In the end, they not only disturbed the other party, but made their investigation all these days in vain, and were also taken hostage by those people.

Behind Zheng Ruyu was the rushing and raging river. She cried and dared not move, begging Yao Xuanci and his party to listen to those people and let them go in exchange for her life.

Dali Temple has been investigating for so long, and the evidence that has been searched for for a long time is here. It is impossible to give up. Zheng Ruyu saw Yao Xuanci's expressionless face and extreme fear in his heart, so he took out the order of the prince to suppress it.

Immediately Yao Xuanci noticed a subtle thing - those people didn't move when they heard the crown prince's name.

Later, he used the cover of the night to let Xing Yunjing attract everyone's attention, secretly drew his bow, aimed at the person whose sword was against Zheng Ruyu's neck, and shot an arrow through his throat.

Zheng Ruyu sprained her ankle when she was caught, and was so frightened that she fainted, so she took advantage of this to stay in the Hou Mansion until her injury recovered. Now that her injury has recovered, naturally she should go back where she wants.

Taking a sip of tea, Yao Xuanci calmly met those fox eyes that implied annoyance, "Why, Miss Zheng Er doesn't care about her reputation at all?"

"If you don't get a response, you should give up. The second girl must have listened to a lot of persuasion and understand this truth."

Zheng Ruyu's heart froze, full of grievances, he knew her thoughts, but always ruthlessly ignored her, and now he wanted to poke her heart directly.

She knew he didn't like her, but after so many years of hard work, she was not reconciled.

"Do you like that Wen family?"

Yao Xuan didn't say anything, he just casually turned the white porcelain teacup in his hand, and said after a long time, "It's not the second girl's turn to ask about the matter between me and Wen."

"Yao Xuanci, obviously you once wanted to marry me."

Zheng Ruyu was not reconciled, "Then Wen's is better than me, you can't avoid me, you don't even want to look at me or say a few words."

"Yao's wife is Wen's, and the second girl, Yunying, is unmarried. It's time to wake up now."

Yao Xuanci has never thought about the relationship between men and women, or he has been on guard for too long, and he doesn't like people intruding into his domain without authorization.

After his sister got married, he studied or practiced martial arts alone, and rarely interacted with his peers. Every New Year's Eve, when he watched the year, he would accompany his mother's spirit card silently to the north where his sister was, and watch alone until dawn in the east.

Yao Xuanci only wanted to climb up to the day when he could bring his sister back to Da'an for a reunion.

He was full of pride, and walked up step by step on his own, he didn't want to take advantage of the Houfu or others, and he never considered Zheng Ruyu's overtures.

Wen's marriage was bestowed by the emperor, and Yao Xuanci could not refuse, only heard that she is a docile woman.

Compared with Zheng Ruyu, who is extremely aggressive and shows the most sense of presence, Wen Qiong keeps his own place, without his reminding him, he can keep his ears to the outside world, and never provokes troubles, which is very worry-free.

He sometimes feels that it is fortunate that the emperor gave him the marriage back then.

It's just that Yao Xuanci paid a little attention to pestering him with nightmares recently.

Seeing the young man with his downcast eyes deep in thought, Zheng Ruyu had a look of cruelty in his eyes, and then let go, "Okay, then I'll go home today."

"But I will never give up!"

Even if she is a flat wife, she still wants Yao Xuanci to marry her in eight palanquins, otherwise how can she be worthy of her thoughts all these years.

After walking so many steps, maybe it will be hard and rewarding soon, and we will reach the end.

Yao Xuanci came back to his senses, he didn't care much about toasting for tea, and called out, "Bai Ya, go to Dongyuan to pack things for Miss Zheng Er."

He still needs to go to the Ministry of Criminal Justice today to see how the interrogation of those people is going.

Dare to sell private salt to make countless fortunes, yet remain indifferent to the crown prince's taboo, what kind of backer should be behind this.

After reading this, there was a hint of interest in the young man's eyes.

The white porcelain teacup fell into the tea tray, and there was a crisp sound when they collided. The tea bowl was tightly covered, and those long jade-like fingers rested lightly on the sandalwood chair. He stood up quickly and patted his slightly wrinkled clothes.

"Mo Ya, let the white crow check the Marquis Mansion, and clean up the Qingyu Court before Madam returns to the mansion."

"yes."

Wen Qiong stayed overnight in Wen Mansion, and when she returned to Hou Mansion the next day, she faintly felt that something was wrong.

Until noon, Nanny Song came to the main room with her half-embroidered swaddling quilt in her arms, and she said with a puzzled look, "Just now I went to the small kitchen to ask someone to make soup, but the boy who lit the fire has changed."

A Yao was sorting out the accounts on the table, and she hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, the maid who cuts the flower branches is also a face to me."

"Later, Nanny Pang will deliver the medicine, just ask her."

Wen Qiong looked at the account books all morning, her eyes were sore, she closed her eyes and rubbed the acupuncture points around her eyes, and said casually, "Ah Yao, ask Ah Shen to send these account books to my brother."

She wants to hand over the shop to her elder brother to take care of it, so it will not fall into the hands of the Hou Fu in vain in the future.

Wen Qiong has already made a decision. After reconciling, she will go back to her ancestral land in Songzhou. It is best to persuade her mother not to spend the rest of her life in a stalemate with her father and leave together.

When the imperial power is overthrown, what kind of chaos the imperial city will have has nothing to do with their mother and daughter.

The author has something to say:

These two chapters dissect the heart of the elder son of this time period. If the guarded elder son doesn't care, he will treat the second girl Zheng with this attitude.