The sick and weak son's koi wife is full of luck

Chapter 117
Beiliang, Yonganhou Mansion.

In the eldest lady's room, the sixth girl, Zhang Luoming, was married. The mother of the youngest son of the Lu family looked haggard and sat in the lower seat.Mrs. Hou's demeanor is there, Mrs. Lu is naturally inferior to others, and everything is arranged by the eldest lady.

Mrs. Lu glanced at the empty seat opposite. The eldest lady is the mistress, and this Aunt Liu is the mother of the sixth girl. The mother was not present in the dark marriage of this daughter.

At this moment, Aunt Liu was kneeling in front of Wen Qixiao, her shoulders trembling tremblingly, even the way she cried made me feel pity for her, no wonder Wen Qixiao loved her so much these years.

Aunt Liu sniffled, "Master Hou... No matter what we say, Xiao Liu is also Lord Hou's daughter. How could this ghost marriage be assigned to the youngest son of Lu Tingwei's family? Not to mention that Mr. Lang already has a wife." The room is here, let Xiaoliu go with me, she is just a concubine... But Xiaoliu is also your daughter, it's just because she doesn't have a powerful mother, she was born as a concubine, even if she married into a noble family , that is also a concubine, but no matter how concubine it is, it should not be just a concubine of a court officer... Isn't this a slap in the face of Lord Hou? And ask Master Hou to be the master of the concubine..."

Wen Qixiao was given a headache by Aunt Liu's crying.

At that time, when he heard about Lu Tingwei, he also looked down on him, but that day he was almost accused of bullying the emperor, and he didn't think about it carefully, so he agreed to the matter of the eldest lady.

Now that I think about it, this matter is indeed somewhat inappropriate.

"According to your point of view, you have been wronged by being this marquis's concubine all these years?"

"Of course not." Aunt Liu's face was pale and blue, "My mother's family is humble, and it is my blessing to marry the Hou Ye. These years, the Hou Ye has loved me a lot. It's Master Hou... With Master Hou, Xiaoliu and Zesheng have a bright future, but it's a pity that Xiaoliu is unlucky. She walked ahead of her mother at a young age, and my concubine was in great pain. Now that Xiao Liu is married to the ghost, the concubine is happy in body and mind, so that Xiao Liu can have an attachment underneath. But..."

"But what?"

"However, Zesheng is the son of Lord Hou. Although he is a concubine, he is extremely intelligent. He must have a bright future in the future."

"Naturally, this Marquis' son is not far behind."

"Yes. The eldest son is protected by the eldest wife. The eldest wife's family is strong. It's only because of the humble background of the concubine's mother. If... Xiaoliu can help in marriage, Zesheng will..." Aunt Liu said Here he paused, his eyelids lifted slightly to look at Wen Qixiao's expression, and seeing that his expression was pale, he twirled his tongue to change the subject, "Of course...Zesheng, with his father around, there must be no way to find out."

After Aunt Liu finished speaking, the whole room fell into silence.

Aunt Liu squeezed the handkerchief tightly, and pursed her lips.

All these words are what Zesheng meant. He said, no matter whether Sixth Sister is really dead or fake death, even if it is fake, it has to be confirmed. Suppress him.Among them, the stakes must be clearly explained with Dad, and the best way to say this is from her mother.

Aunt Liu is a little impatient sometimes, maybe she can help a little, but for the sake of her child, she can risk her life.

Since it is a ghost marriage, even if Xiao Liu is to be a concubine, she still has to find a high-ranking mansion.

What is the youngest son of Lu Tingwei's family who died of illness?Dare to think about the Yong'an Hou Mansion, it's just a dream!
After a while, Wen Qixiao let out a faint sigh, walked up to Aunt Liu, and stretched out his hand to help her up.

Aunt Liu probably had been kneeling for a long time, and her legs were a little soft. When she stood up, she staggered forward, and supported Wen Qixiao's chest with her frail and boneless hands. , and said in a delicate voice: "Thank you, Lord Marquis..."

Wen Qixiao's tough heart softened, and he looked at Aunt Liu with more thought-provoking eyes, "I'll take this matter to heart, you should go back and rest first."

Aunt Liu's eyes were full of reluctance, and after she stood up, she bowed gracefully, "Thank you, my concubine."

She is charming and delicate, and Wen Qixiao's heart is aroused.

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...

I heard that that night, Wen Qixiao went to the eldest lady's room and asked Xiao Liuming about his marriage for the first time in a few days.

The eldest lady handed Wen Qixiao the bamboo slips required for the registration of the ghost marriage to read one by one, and Wen Qixiao showed his face to the eldest lady on the spot.

"Why, this marquis's daughter is getting married, is this all?"

"Master Hou..."

"Also, what kind of official position is Lu Tingwei? You didn't wait and see in Beiliang City?!"

The lady's scalp went numb when she heard this, and she didn't understand what Wen Qixiao meant, "Master Lu, the youngest son of Lu Tingwei, when I told you, you said it was very good."

"What is Lu Tingwei's position in the court, what is the status of this marquis, and my daughter is going to be his youngest son who is not a fart? You can figure it out!"

Da Furen's face was pale and pale: "...???"

Wen Qixiao pondered for a while, then sighed deeply, and said, "It's a joy to help Xiaoliu get married to the underworld, how did it become like this when it was in your hands?"

The eldest lady never thought that her current situation would be that both ends are not human.

Every time Wen Qixiao asked, she was speechless, as if she had eaten a fly.

Wen Qixiao said: "Go and reject Mrs. Lu on this matter, if Xiao Liu is not worthy of a wishful marriage, this matter will be dragged on forever!"

After Wen Qixiao finished speaking, he got up and walked straight away without waiting for the lady to reply, his wide sleeves reflected the golden light under the candlelight, that dazzling light made the lady's face even more embarrassing.

In the end, she couldn't bear it any longer, she swung her sleeves and threw the items on the table to the ground, her eyes were red with deep anger.

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...

After sleeping tenderly for a day and a night, she was full of energy, and even her skin was white and translucent, as if she had drunk enough water.Xiao Tingshen had dinner with her.

The back kitchen knew that his wife was pregnant, so he added two more dishes to the table.

Xiao Tingshen has been helping her to add vegetables, especially the fish, all the bones have been picked and put into her bowl.

The warmth was fed by him in this way, and she ate half a bowl of rice more than usual. She stopped talking when she couldn't eat anymore. She lazily supported her head and said, "Isn't it just a pregnancy? What can I do with you?" It made me feel like I had some incurable disease."

Xiao Ting gave her a deep look, "Crow's mouth, don't say those unlucky things."

The warmth was amused, and she stretched out her hand to pinch his cheek, "Has our dignified Prince Xiao become superstitious?"

Xiao Ting's scalp became numb when he thought about the fact that she fell asleep every time she felt a little uncomfortable. He stared at her intently with his dark eyes and said, "You are right, my superstition is inherited from my father, otherwise my father would not have taken it for me. The word Yao is locked."

Warmth slightly startled, "Yao Suo?"

Xiao Tingshen explained: "My father's name has the word Yao. I was weak and sick when I was a child. My father was afraid that he would not be able to support me, so he stopped fortune-telling and named me Yaosuo. Yaosuo, Yaosuo, means being locked by my father."

Hearing what he said tenderly, she smiled softly, "that's it..."

Xiao Ting nodded deeply, "Yes."

After eating and drinking enough, Wen Qing proposed to go out for a walk to eliminate food. Xiao Ting was a little worried, but he couldn't resist the warmth and persistence, so he had to go out cautiously with her in the end.

The warmth finally had time to ask him about the situation at the border.

Xiao Tingshen then talked about the general situation of the border.

She said with a warm smile: "what you mean is that the border army can return to the court soon?"

Xiao Ting nodded deeply and said: "Yes." He looked at Wubao from afar and said in a low voice: "The people finally have a few years to live in peace and stability."

"What about you? Are you going back to Beiliang too?"

Xiao Ting met Shang Wenqing's eyes deeply and said seriously: "You are in a special situation now. I will tell my second uncle and let him go back to Beiliang to report on his work alone. I was already a useless person at the first emperor's place before, and now I will let the new emperor It’s okay to think so, there are so many common affairs on Wubao, and it’s too tiring for you to support alone, now that I’m back, I’ll stay in Wubao, you can raise your baby with peace of mind, and leave everything to me.”

Warmth hesitated a little, "can this work? Will the emperor charge you with some crime? "

Xiao Ting smiled indifferently and said: "Why not? The emperor and Changsong are arguing at each other right now, how can they have time to take care of me, a useless person? I will stay in Wubao and finish our wedding by the way."

I was taken aback by the warmth, "Wedding?"

Xiao Ting moved his eyes down deeply, and looked at her belly, "I have children, and marriage is imperative." Then he focused on Wen Qing and asked, "Why, you have children, but you still don't want to marry Give me?"

There was a smile on the corner of the warm lips, and he gave him a look, "I'll think about it."

Xiao Ting stretched out his hand and clasped her waist violently, bringing it into his arms, a glimmer of light appeared in his black eyes, he lowered his back teeth and asked, "What did you say?"

Warmth is not afraid of him, back to the past, "I said I think about it, no, it's not impossible for me to live alone with my baby..."

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Ting stretched out his hand to tickle her.

Warmth is the most ticklish.

The two played in the field for a while, and then walked back slowly with each other.

The setting sun that was about to enter the horizon elongated the figures of the two of them, and they walked very slowly, as if they had endless topics and things to talk about...

For example, the construction of Itching Order, what kind of teacher to find to teach, how to promote the matter of Itching Order...

Xiao Ting likes to chat with Wenqing deeply, and always feels that Wenqing's head looks different from others, and there are all kinds of strange thoughts in it that he has never thought of. When he chats back, his head seems to have been opened up to Ren Du's second channel.

She gets tired after walking around warmly. Now she is easy to get tired. After Xiao Tingshen takes care of her to wash, she falls asleep with her eyelids touching the bed.

...

The concierge sent a message at the door: "My lord, go to the gate of Wubao to have a look, the eldest son is here."

Xiao Ting was taken aback for a moment, and reached out to help Wen Qing tuck the corner of the quilt before getting up and going out, but as soon as he got up, Wen Qing grabbed his hand.

With a muffled voice, "going out?"

Xiao Ting clung to her ear and coaxed softly: "Well, Xiao Tinghe is here. It's at the gate of Wubao. I'll come back after I go out to have a look."

There was a few seconds of sluggishness in the warm head, and soon realized who Xiao Tingshen was talking about, nodded and said: "Oh..." She didn't let go immediately, and smelled against the back of his hand, "Go early and come back early."

Xiao Ting was deeply amused by her piggy-like appearance, and the tip of his heart seemed to be poked by the fluff on her temples, it was so soft that his Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously, "En."

She let go of her hand slightly, turned over and continued to sleep.

Seeing that she closed her eyes again, Xiao Ting stepped out of the room quickly and walked towards the gate of Wubao.

...

From a distance, Xiao Tinghe can be seen leading a tall red horse. Since joining the guerrilla, he has truly tasted the days of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and the injuries on his body are countless. Fortunately, he has a martial arts master since he was a child. Teaching, having a foundation, often escaping death, even though he is missing a leg, he has made a bit of a name in the game team.

Xiao Tinghe saw Xiao Tingshen walking over with a limp, a bit of surprise flashed in his sullen black eyes, but he quickly calmed down, he put the tip of his tongue against the back of his teeth, and handed over the letter in his hand.

"Uncle's letter, he asked me to deliver it."

Xiao Tinghe said he was Xiao Hefan, since he was sent to the guerrillas, he never called Xiao Hefan's father again.

Xiao Ting took a deep look at him and took the letter from his hand.

Xiao Ting glanced at his legs again, and said without emotion, "He's recovering well."

Xiao Ting gave him a deep and indifferent look, "The letter has been delivered, you can go back."

After Xiao Tingshen finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but he heard Xiao Tinghe call out, "Hey——"

Xiao Ting paused deeply, turned his eyes to look at Xiao Tinghe, "What?"

Xiao Tinghe said: "I heard from him that you will not return to Beiliang."

Xiao Ting didn't know what he meant, but he nodded slightly.

Xiao Tinghe pursed his thin lips slightly, "It's no fun to go back to Beiliang, I'll stay with you for a few days."

He didn't use question marks, he used affirmative sentences.

Only then did Xiao Tingshen look him up and down seriously, but Xiao Tinghe's eyes passed him and looked around his dock, making Xiao Tingshen not understand what he meant for a while.

Xiao Tinghe asked, "Where can I live?"

Xiao Ting saw that he didn't seem to be joking, and said: "If you want to live in Wupu, you have to work hard."

Xiao Tinghe raised his brows slightly, "Don't worry, I won't eat anyone else's for free, and I won't eat yours for free!"

Xiao Ting said to the guard on duty at the side: "Go and call Yu Cheng'an to come over and take the young master to rest."

The guard hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes."

Xiao Tingshen didn't look at Xiao Tinghe, and left quickly.

Xiao Tinghe looked at Xiao Ting's deep and generous back, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

...

Yu Cheng'an really didn't expect that the son would ask him to arrange a place for Xiao Tinghe.

Xiao Tinghe is Xiao Tingshen's elder brother, so he shouldn't be the one who arranges this place!Doesn't this embarrass him?Just say that they made a fight to the death before, and the world has forgotten those things?
Let Xiao Tinghe live in Wubao like this, the prince is relieved?

Yu Cheng'an cursed and cursed, but in the end he arranged for Xiao Tinghe a fairly spacious room.

Yu Cheng'an said that it was getting too late, and he could only live here for the time being, but Xiao Tinghe didn't think that he didn't care at all. He lay down on the bed with his clothes on, waved his hand and made him leave...

Yu Cheng'an had prepared a lot of words but was kicked out for no reason...

This Xiao Tinghe is a little different from the memory, isn't it?

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(End of this chapter)