Chapter 934 My name is Zong Pan'er, how about you?
She felt that her four years of college were in vain.
Became a magic stick.
I was thinking wildly, sleepiness came over me, and I gradually lost consciousness.
Falling into dreamland.
I don’t know how long it took, but my shattered consciousness gradually gathered together.
When she opened her eyes, what she saw was not the familiar bedroom at home, but darkness.
Heaven and earth seem to merge into one, without distinction between each other.
Inexplicably, she remembered the illusory world she saw in "A Dream of Red Mansions".
I feel like Jia Baoyu in the book, wandering in a fuzzy state.
In a daze, she walked forward until a beam of light attracted her attention.
Walking along the light, the darkness in front of me was like a curtain, which was lifted open by a big hand.
She saw the familiar yard.
It seemed like a scene I had dreamed about in Jingzhou.
Where Zong Paner lives.
The familiar girl bent over, hiding behind a pink wall in the yard, quietly looking outside, as if she was waiting for someone.
It was Zong Paner.
Maybe it was because he heard Zong Lu tell that story, or maybe because he learned about his relationship with Zong Pan'er, Ling Wanwan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart when he saw Zong Pan'er this time.
She tried to walk over and pull Zong Pan'er's clothes, but just like last time, she couldn't touch the person in the dream.
She is like a mist and cannot have any influence on the events in the dream.
After a while, a tall figure wearing white clothes and a jade crown came over and passed outside the wall.
The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river.
Zong Pan'er's eyes lit up, and he bravely walked around the wall, walked over, and almost bumped into Zhao Chuli!
Zhao Chuli reacted quickly, and stopped in time to hold the girl's shoulders firmly, preventing her from coming up. When he saw clearly that the person in front of him was the second young lady of the Tutor's Mansion, his hand slipped down and his face turned cold: "Why is it you?"
Zong Pan'er was a little disappointed when she failed to meet him, and raised her face again: "This is the Taifu's Mansion, it's my home, why can't it be me?"
Zhao Chuli came with his father to accompany the banquet. He left early because he had something to do. He probably didn't expect to meet this second young lady with a bad impression here. He had no intention of quarreling with her, rolled up his sleeves, and was ready to leave.
Zong Pan'er stepped in front of him and said, "You are so ignorant of etiquette. You almost bumped into someone and didn't even say a word."
Zhao Chuli is a good man who doesn't fight with women, let alone forcefully seize the young lady from the Tutor's Mansion. He said coldly: "What do you want me to say?"
Zong Paner stared at him with clear eyes and smiled like a arrogant bird in the forest:
"My name is Zong Pan'er, Pan from 'Pan Jun Pick', what about you?"
Although both knew each other's identities, they never formally introduced themselves.
I hope you can pick it up and reveal the girl's hidden love.
Zhao Chuli was too lazy to mess around with her, but wanted to get out of the current situation as soon as possible, so he said impatiently:
"Zhao Chuli. The beginning of 'testing one's edge', the ritual of 'restraining oneself and returning to etiquette'. Is that all right?"
Ling Wanwan's heart was shaken, remembering the last words Zong Lu said to herself that night.
It turns out that I hope you can pick it up, test your skills for the first time, restrain yourself and return to etiquette...
These were the words she used to introduce herself to him for the first time in her previous life...
After Zhao Chuli said this, he passed her by and strode away.
Zong Pan'er stayed where he was, looking at his back with fascination.
Even though Zhao Chuli dealt with it impatiently, it still made her smile:
"Try your edge for the first time, restrain yourself and return to etiquette..."
This was her first formal introduction to him.
Although it is a bit short, but...
She was satisfied.
As soon as the scene changed, Ling Wanwan's eyes changed.
In the wedding room where the red candles are burning, the bride in phoenix dress sits alone by the bed.
The night is very late.
But the groom was not seen.
A woman dressed as a maid came in, seemingly unwilling to accept her grievances, and reported:
"Miss, I want you to rest first...he can't go back to the yard at night..."
The worried voice of a woman came from under the red hijab:
"What's wrong with him?"
The maid pursed her lips and replied: "I was still drinking with the guests outside. I said I wanted to accompany the guests. It's really too much. I didn't go back to the wedding night and left the lady alone..."
The bride breathed a sigh of relief and opened her head.
The bride is Zong Paner.
Ling Wanwan saw that this scene should be the wedding night of Zong Paner and Zhao Chuli.
There was no trace of grievance or resentment on Zong Paner's pretty face. Instead, she smiled and turned around to comfort the maid:
"The Zhao family has a wide network of connections. Most of the people attending the wedding banquet today are nobles and famous officials. They have to pay attention to socializing. How could he leave everyone and come in to accompany me. Don't worry."
The maid looked at the young lady as being optimistic, and was still defending her uncle, so it was hard to say anything.
Zong Pan'er smiled again: "He's not coming here anyway. I'm so hungry. Bring me some food quickly."
The maid sighed, she was still in the mood to eat, but she still went to the Eight Immortals table outside to get a small plate of pastries and a cup of tea.
Zong Pan'er took off her red hijab, picked up the pastry and ate it. While eating, she sighed:
"The snacks made by my grand husband are not as delicious as the ones I make myself... How pitiful is my husband? Do you eat this all the time? No wonder you are so thin. I will have to make it for him to try in the future to let him know.
What is the most delicious food in the world?"
Ling Wanwan looked at her naive and heartless look and couldn't help but sigh.
If an ordinary woman was abandoned by her husband on her wedding night and left alone in the boudoir, she would be filled with complaints and dissatisfaction.
The little bride in front of her is not only not angry or aggrieved, but she is also thinking about making delicious food for her husband who does not care about her.
The maid saw that she was so stupid and had no idea how sad it was to be left out by her newlywed husband. She just thought that she was young and ignorant, so she sighed secretly and went out to guard her.
Zong Pan'er watched the maid leave, but the smile on her face froze, and she slowly put down the cake.
The innocence just now disappeared, and he sighed deeply and murmured to the red candle:
"I know you are thinking about your sister. But it doesn't matter."
"As time goes by, you should like me a little bit, right? Even just a little bit."
Ling Wanwan suddenly understood that Zong Pan'er was not mean-spirited or foolish.
She is just a melancholy adolescent girl who is carefree on the outside but wants someone to love her on the inside.
She also felt uncomfortable being left out by her new husband on their wedding night.
But she didn't want the people around her to suffer along with her.
It was obviously Zong Paner's wedding night, but it seemed like it was hers.
Lonely, long and cold.
After a long time, the scene in front of me gradually darkened.
When Ling Wanwan looked up again, he saw that he was in the courtyard of the Zhao Mansion.
Two maids were hiding behind the wall, whispering:
"Young Master is so pitiful that he is involved in such a disaster at such a young age."
"The thing that the young master committed is indeed too big. Not only did the emperor get angry, but the master also ordered that he was not allowed to mourn for him. After a few days, the funeral was only sent out through the side door. He just pretended that he had never given birth to this traitor...
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"It's no wonder that the master is angry. If the eldest lady was not the current middle palace, the master was the father-in-law of the country, and the emperor showed some mercy, I'm afraid even the rest of us in the Zhao family would have to be punished... for stealing the royal elixir.
, who can bear this crime?"
"After all, the most pitiable thing is the young lady. She was widowed less than a year after marrying the young master, and she was pregnant..."
"No, and the reason why the young master stole the elixir, we all know in our hearts, it was for the deceased Princess Changnan... The young lady is really pitiful, her husband actually died for another woman... How can there be anything in the world?
Can a woman swallow this feeling of grievance?"
When Ling Wanwan heard this, she understood——
Now, it was the moment when Zhao Chuli had just been sentenced to death.
I walked quickly along the path and finally arrived outside a small courtyard.