She never thought that Feng Ziying would leave so quickly. She almost got the news that he was going to return to the capital to take up a post, and the handover had already begun non-stop, which made Busia Mara upset.
Knowing that there is almost no possibility between herself and the other party, an ordinary woman would have given up on this unrealistic emotional entanglement long ago. Even Busia Mara is not sure whether the other party admits that there is such a possibility between him and her.
Ruo Wu's feelings.
As a daughter of the grassland, Busia Mara will naturally not be so sloppy, and today is an opportunity to make things clear.
Through the curtains on the carriage, Bao Qin watched her husband and the tall and muscular woman drifting away. The servants and guards on the side did not follow him, while Lian Guoshi seemed to be talking to his husband's staff.
As he spoke, everything seemed extremely calm and natural.
"Sister, do you think that Lady Ye He really has such strong and deep feelings for my husband? I always find it a bit impossible." Bao Qin turned around and glanced at Baochai, who was still holding a book in his hand, "
Sister doesn’t seem worried at all?”
"What are you worried about? Are you worried that she will compete with us for your husband? Can your husband be snatched away?" Baochai put down the scroll and said calmly and calmly, "That Busia Mara and my husband were married together through life and death.
Love, but it is not the kind of love between a man and a woman that you said. My husband has never said it, so I don’t know. But my husband has his own sense of how to act. No matter what happens between him and that girl, I think my husband will have a thorough understanding.
consideration.”
"Sister really trusts my husband." Bao Qin pouted, "I'm not worried about my husband having anything to do with the noble daughter Ye He, but I'm afraid that after we go back, Sister Shen will say that we didn't take good care of our husband.
, why did a grassland woman get entangled with her husband?"
"Shen Yixiu is not an unreasonable person. How could she not understand that our father-in-law's affairs are beyond our control? This girl's identity is not simple. Ye He's family also has close interests with her father-in-law in Liaodong. How can she not understand?
Can you come to a conclusion easily?"
Baochai smiled leisurely and said, "If you have such thoughts, you might as well think more about how to arrange our room after we go back. Originally, we only wanted to live together for a short time. Now that my husband is working in Shuntian Mansion, it will definitely not be possible to do this again."
Yongping can leave in a year and a half, and my husband said it will start in at least three years, so we and the eldest brother must also think carefully, and even consider what will happen after Lin Yatou gets married."
When Bao Qin heard her sister mention Lin Daiyu, she couldn't help but frown.
Yes, Lin Daiyu's filial piety will be over in one year, and her age is already suitable. It's time to marry into the Feng family. By then, there will be three bedrooms side by side, with the eldest bedroom above the second bedroom and three bedrooms below. It will be a bit awkward to be caught in the middle.
, and Lin Daiyu and her husband have a close emotional relationship, so they are a strong rival.
Seeing Baoqin frowning, Baochai also found it funny.
I don’t know why there is something wrong between this girl and Lin Yatou. Not only Lin Yatou knows this, but Tan Yatou, Yun Yatou and Xiuyan are also vaguely aware of it. They will live together in the future and never look up.
I bow my head and see you, I don’t know how much right and wrong will happen.
"Sister, will Sister Lin get married next year?" Bao Qin calmed her mind and asked pretending to be nonchalant.
"Well, it depends on my husband. Theoretically, the hot filial piety period is three years. In fact, it is two years and three months. It only needs to span three years, so it will be almost full in the second half of this year. But if Lin Yatou wants to get married this year, the time will be
It's a bit tight, maybe the marriage meeting will be arranged until next year." Baochai has also considered this issue, "Of course, if Lin Yatou can't wait, my husband will pity her for being alone there, so it's not impossible to marry her as soon as possible by the end of the year.
.”
"Sister, Sister Lin can't be said to be lonely over there, right? Second sister, third sister, and sister Yun are all in the garden, as well as sister Miaoyu and sister Xiuyan, plus fourth sister and sister-in-law Zhu, there are a lot of people
Well, Sister-in-law Lianzhu's two sisters are also living in the garden now, and they don't seem to be planning to come here anytime soon. They are busy." Bao Qin shook his head, disagreeing with Baochai's view.
"People are lively, but Girl Lin feels lonely." Baochai laughed, "Actually, Girl Lin is a cold-hearted person. If you think you are compatible, you will dig deep into your heart. If you feel you are not compatible, then stay away from her. I
I think she and I are quite compatible."
Bao Qin rolled her eyes. How could she not tell that her cousin was teasing her?
This delicate state between himself and Lin Daiyu was not caused by him alone. It was simply because his ancestor said a few words that he was the most beautiful in the garden, and forced his wife to recognize him as his goddaughter, and then gave her to her.
It was only because of her own fur coat that the petty Lin Daiyu felt that she had stolen her limelight and favor, and she suddenly felt resentful towards herself.
Later, it was reported that she had traveled with her father since she was a child and had experienced many things in common with Brother Feng. Lin Daiyu was even more unhappy. But this Brother Feng is not just you and Lin Daiyu. You and Brother Feng have something to do with each other.
It’s an engagement, but it’s only for the third bedroom. Why don’t you get jealous over the eldest bedroom, but why are you focusing on the second bedroom? Isn’t this an old lady eating persimmons—picking the soft ones?
She, Xue Baoqin, will not spoil anyone. She is also innocent and married to her husband. She is not a concubine. In terms of body and bones, she is not inferior to you, Lin Daiyu. If you want to have a son, your frail appearance, Lin Daiyu, may not be comparable to that of the Xue family women.
!
"Sister, you can't turn your elbows outward. You are Xue Baochai, not Lin Baochai."
Baoqin pouted, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her cheeks were like peaches. Even Baochai was moved by the sight of her, and I felt pity for him when I saw him.
"Although Sister Lin looks delicate and aloof, I see that she may not have less thoughts. I, Xue Baoqin, am not the kind of person who makes trouble and makes trouble without reason, but I will not let anyone step on my head.
Come show off!"
"Okay, with your little temper, you are no worse than Lin Yatou, who dares to step on your head?" Baochai gathered his thoughts and hit Baoqin on the head, "You, like Lin Yatou,
They are all unforgiving. I think this is like a needle point against a wheat awn. No one is weaker than the other. When I see it, only your husband will be the one to treat you two!"
"Sister!" Bao Qin said coquettishly, "How could you say that?"
"I'm telling the truth, and I dare to say that in front of Miss Lin." Baochai ignored Baoqin, "It's just a little fun, but you can't lose your etiquette in front of your husband. I believe
If Lin Yatou can do it, so can you!"
Hearing her cousin's solemn words, Bao Qin also knew the general rules and nodded obediently: "Sister, how come we, the women of the Xue family, have never understood the rules and general rules? Don't worry, my little sister knows what's appropriate."
The two sisters here were distracted, but outside Feng Ziying and Busia Mara had already walked to the haystacks next to the post pavilion.
The spring is cold and frost covers the ground. The land of Jingdong in early spring is still chilly. Feng Ziying and Busia Mara are walking side by side, and a cloud of white mist floats in the air with their breath.
"Although I have left, Yongping Mansion is still my concern. Brother Jun Yu was the number one scholar in the fifth year of Yonglong. This time the imperial court arranged for him to replace me, which shows that it attaches great importance to Yongping Mansion..."
As soon as Feng Ziying started, she was abruptly interrupted by Busia Mara: "Master Feng, do you think I, Busia Mara, came to see you off today just to listen to your words? How about Master Lian, Ye
Hebu will naturally know through dealings in the future that our Yehebu and Da Zhou are originally a mutually beneficial alliance. I believe that as long as they are smart, they will not damage their respective interests. Since Mr. Lian is entrusted with important tasks by the imperial court
, Mr. Feng, you praise me so much, I believe you will definitely do it."
Feng Ziying was speechless, looking at Busia Mara's bright and deep eyes, tall and straight nose bridge, slightly high cheekbones and just the right amount of cheek flesh, coupled with a suitably sized plump lip, showing a kind of
The unique and strange face is both beautiful and sharp, full of indescribable momentum and charm.
This was the first time that Feng Ziying was overwhelmed by someone's momentum, and she was also a woman. She scratched her head subconsciously, pursed her lips in confusion, and wanted to say something, but she felt that she had not considered it yet.
Busiyamala also noticed this. Her long eyebrows that flew into her temples were slightly raised, and a touch of joy flashed across the corners of her slender eyes. She stood still and looked directly at the other party: "We Yehe women have always been straightforward and generous. I just
Let me ask you, Master Feng, does he have a place for me, Bushiya Mara, in his heart?"
He was straightforward and generous. Feng Ziying sighed when he asked. Only Busia Mara dared to be so straightforward and innocent. But from the bottom of his heart, Feng Ziying was still somewhat proud and happy. But when faced with such a problem, he
How to answer?
"Busiya Mara, you should know who you and I are. I'm afraid we all have to face the constraints of reality..." Feng Ziying was interrupted again by Busi Yamala: "I know all this, but I don't think so.
Importantly, my question is still one, Mr. Feng, do you have a place for me, Busia Mara, in your heart? As for the others, I, Busia Mara, have not considered it!"
After being asked this question, how else could Feng Ziying answer? After thinking for a moment, she nodded calmly: "Of course! I am not a blind man, but a fool. You Busia Mara is so good to me, Feng Ziying.
Xiyamala’s style is peerless, of course I, Feng Ziying, like her!”
Hearing Feng Ziying's frank response, she felt relieved, and the pressure that had been troubling her restraints suddenly relaxed. Busia Mara's face turned a little shy: "But I'm afraid I have a different image from you Han women...
…”
Feng Ziying laughed dumbly: "Why, is there anything else that makes Busia Mara worried and afraid?"
