Huang Wenqiu lowered his head and looked at Luo Huiniang's slender, snow-white neck. Underneath was a plain white narrow-sleeved dress. It was very messy due to the fast walking and the flutter. Her thin shoulders were slightly exposed, and her body was as soft as water.
He didn't care to think about the whole story, only full of pity.
No matter how cruel Song Huiyue's methods are, Luo Huiniang is innocent and innocent. No matter how tough Song Huiyue is, Luo Huiniang is weak. How hateful Song Huiyue is, how cute Luo Huiniang is.
"Hui Niang, what's going on? Didn't it mean that there was something wrong with the goods I entrusted to take out?"
Luo Huiniang looked at him with glowing red eyes: "Let's go."
"Let's go?" Huang Wenqiu opened his mouth and looked confused, "Where to go? I'm getting married tomorrow. You know I..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Luo Huiniang: "Let's go to Fuzhou, just the two of us. I have ten tea guides from Fuzhou. Let's leave now. They have arranged a boat. Song Huiyue can't chase her to Fuzhou!"
When we establish a foothold in Fuzhou, we will take your mother over!"
Her voice was trembling. She didn't know whether it was cold or nervous. She grabbed Huang Wenqiu desperately, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
"No... no... this is an elopement..." Huang Wenqiu's whole body went numb.
He had never even thought about elopement.
This is too bold and disrespectful, especially since he has family business here.
Marrying Song Huiyue was scary, running away with Luo Huiniang and going to an unfamiliar place in Fuzhou to start over again was even scarier.
He suddenly woke up and pushed Luo Huiniang away: "Huiniang, this can't be a joke. If we leave like this, where will our parents be? I can't leave my mother to face tomorrow alone..."
The words stopped suddenly, and a knife was placed on his neck with a cold light, cold and sharp.
"please."
Huang Wenqiu's legs went weak and he looked at Luo Huiniang in horror. For a moment, he thought that Luo Huiniang was wearing Song Huiyue's skin.
Luo Huiniang's eyes moved slightly, dimly, and she looked at Huang Wenqiu with a half-hug and half-hug: "Wenqiu, don't be afraid, they will help us. When we get to Fuzhou, we can go shopping for dragons. They have made arrangements."
Under the coercion of a hard knife, Huang Wenqiu was forced to take steps, with only one thought left in his mind: "Who are they?"
The man holding the umbrella got out of the way and watched the three people go away. He nodded with satisfaction and walked back until he reached the corner gate of Zhang Mansion.
Zhan Shizhao was waiting there anxiously and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him: "Second Master, is everything going well?"
Zhang Xutang closed his umbrella, pulled off the cloth towel, and took a few deep breaths: "Good luck."
Zhan Shizhao followed him into the door: "You can just ask me to do this kind of thing. Why take the risk yourself? If you meet someone from King Jin, it will be somewhat dangerous."
Zhang Xutang, who had to do everything by himself, ignored his words and asked someone to prepare wine in high spirits. He drank two glasses and went to bed quickly.
There will be a big show tomorrow, don’t miss it.
At nine o'clock the next day, the entire Song family woke up.
Red silk was hung everywhere, lights were lit, and a brand-new ceiling was erected in the courtyard, decorated with lanterns.
There are incense tables and tablets outside the main hall. Mrs. Song first led her pair of children to worship and tell the ancestors about the important event of the marriage.
Mrs. Xie and Mrs. Li came over early. Mrs. Xie acted as a complimenter, and Mrs. Li helped with the guests, keeping her busy feet on the floor.
"Sister Yue's eyes are so beautiful, don't overdo your eyebrows." Mrs. Xie warned the woman who invited the makeup artist.
The mother-in-law moved her hands very gently: "Madam, don't worry."
"Her father has big eyes," Mrs. Song looked at her daughter carefully. "Her temperament also follows her father's, and he accepts death. I'm still worried that she won't be able to get married."
"Who can't get married?" Mrs. Yan came in with Yan Youwei, took Song Huiyue's hand and said with a smile: "If such a beautiful person can't get married, how did we rough guys get out of the palace?"
Yan Youwei quickly pulled back Mrs. Yan's hand and acted coquettishly: "Mom, please hold me."
Mrs. Yan patted her and said, "Today is your sister Song's special day. Don't mess around."
After saying that, she looked at Mrs. Xie, who was only eating food and chanting Buddha at home, and asked, knowingly: "Who are you?"
Mrs. Xie knew that everyone had a common goal, which was to be crowned king, but today was a happy day, and no matter how reluctant she was, she would greet them with a smile.
The two started talking, Mrs. Qi and Qi Yu also came, and Yue Huaiyu's grandmother also came with Yue Huaiyu.
Yan Youwei immediately let go of Mrs. Yan and ran to Yue Huaiyu, shaking Yue Huaiyu's hand: "Sister Yue!"
Yue Huaiyu smiled and pulled her, said a few auspicious words to Song Huiyue, and said as if unintentionally: "Have you sent a message to Prince Jin?"
Qi Yu was the first to say: "You can't come even if you send me the message. If the prince comes, how big of a battle will it be? How can we accommodate it in this small house?"
Yan Youwei nodded: "That's right, there are only so many people now, and I feel like I can't sit down anymore."
Yue Huaiyu smiled slightly and said openly: "That's right, but it's a pity that I still want to see Prince Jin again."
"I want to see it too," Qi Yu opened his eyes, "The prince is so handsome."
"Yes, I have never seen anyone more beautiful than the prince," Yan Youwei said, holding her face: "Which family do you think the prince will marry?"
Qi Yu came closer and whispered: "You don't know, there was a young lady recently who took away the prince's soul."
Although she is young, she talks about this kind of young ladies with great clarity, as if she is already the mistress of the backyard and is well aware of the charming ways of these young ladies.
The three heads immediately formed a pile.
Yan Youwei said anxiously: "I don't know, tell me quickly."
"She is an oiran who has just moved to Tanzhou. She can play chess, calligraphy and painting, recite poems and compose poems, play bamboo and tune silk. There is nothing she can do." Qi Yu is really well-informed. "The prince has met her twice and is confused."
Already."
At this point, she paused intentionally to watch the audience's reaction.
Yue Huaiyu frowned, finding it difficult to accept such a king. It was like a piece of snow, so beautiful. She had just discovered the beautiful scenery here, and suddenly someone jumped out and trampled on it.
Yan Youwei was very excited and urged Qi Yu: "Speak quickly."
Qi Yu continued to speak with satisfaction: "Yesterday afternoon, the girl said that the city was not open enough to enjoy the rain, so the prince took her out of the city to enjoy the scenery and hunt with his troops."
"Fart, Tanzhou Mansion is so big, there is no room for her to enjoy the rain," Yan Youwei couldn't help but said: "Although the prince is good-looking, his temperament is really weird. He is either farming or hunting. He is just like a farmer, unlike Prince Yan, who studies hard.
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Moreover, the King of Jin now had to add another bad habit to his list - having sex with prostitutes.
Yue Huaiyu remained solemn and did not speak. He only weighed everything in his heart and patted Yan Youwei again: "Don't say bad words."
Yan Youwei quickly covered her mouth: "Song Huiyue often said that I learned from her."
Qi Yu quietly asked: "Does Prince Yan only study on weekdays?"
"I still have to go to court," Yan Youwei thought for a while, "How do I know? I'm not familiar with him. You have to ask my sister-in-law."
Yue Huaiyu smiled and said: "I don't dare to spy on Prince Yan's whereabouts. Even my sister, I haven't seen much. She is more stable than me. If you meet her, I guarantee that you won't even guess what kind of food she likes."
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Qi Yu pursed his lips in disappointment: "Then Prince Jin is more approachable."