Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 464 You Marry Me, I Don't Marry A Wife
Su Jiu pushed him away, but before he could speak, there was a sudden noise outside the yard.

Jingzhe directed a group of gardeners to move a camphor tree of appropriate size into the yard.

The root system of the camphor tree is well wrapped in soil, but the leaves that should be lush in spring turn yellow, probably because of the long journey.

Seeing that the tree looked familiar, Su Jiu couldn't help frowning, "This tree..."

Xiao Tingchen did not expect that they would transport the camphor tree to Chang'an at this time.

He looked away unnaturally, "I saw it at the flower market, I thought it was good, so I bought it."

Just after explaining, Jing Zhe ran over with a smile on his face, "Fifth Miss, our master specially ordered people to dig the camphor tree from the Xiao Mansion in Jinling, and it took a lot of thought to transport it all the way here! Does this camphor tree look familiar to you? It's where my daughter was born. The one you planted when you were born! You didn’t plant it when you were born, but the third master found one for you later, do you remember?”

For girls in the south of the Yangtze River, when they are born, their families will plant camphor trees in the yard.

When the camphor tree stands gracefully and its branches and leaves grow outside the yard, it is equivalent to telling people from all over the world that their daughter is old enough to marry and they can come to propose marriage.

When they get married, they saw off the camphor tree to make a wardrobe and put it in the new house, and then hide silk in the wardrobe, which means staying together forever.

Su Jiu looked at Xiao Tingchen in disbelief.

The man sneered: "Chang'an's random flowers have fascinated my sister, and I can't even recognize my own camphor tree."

Su Jiu got angry, "But why did you dig my tree to Chang'an?"

"My pleasure!"

The man turned and stepped into the back room.

There was a suspicious blush on the tips of his ears, but Su Jiu didn't see it.

The girl watched her tree take root and grow in Xiao Tingchen's yard, so she had no choice but to go back home in a carriage full of anger.

After driving for a long distance, she remembered that she was going to settle accounts with Xiao Tingchen.

She covered her cheeks angrily, "Shuang Jiang!"

Shuang Jiang, who was driving the car, was extremely courteous, "Miss, do you want to eat something? This servant will go buy it for you right away!"

"No need. From now on, you will no longer be my maid. It doesn't matter if you leave or stay, just don't show up in Jiangheting."

Shuang Jiang cried like a dog in an instant.

……

Back at Duke Lu's mansion, the girl walked quickly along the flower corridor to the boudoir.

But they ran into Lu Zhenzhen and Lu Xiangxiang at the corner.

The two cousins, who were similar in appearance, blocked her way with ugly faces.

Lu Zhenzhen: "Have you made an appointment with Mr. Rong?"

Lu Xiangxiang: "Young Master Rong is both talented and beautiful. He is the dream man of many famous and noble girls in Chang'an City. Are you worthy?"

Su Jiu didn't like these two very much.

She smiled, "I'm not worthy, you are worthy?"

Lu Zhenzhen: "I'm good at playing chess, and I can play against Mr. Rong!"

Lu Xiangxiang: "I am good at calligraphy and painting, and I can add fragrance to Mr. Rong's red sleeves!"

The eyes of the two are equally fanatical, which shows that they have loved Murong Zheng for a long time.

Su Jiu rubbed the little braid hanging down on his chest.

She knew that Rong Zheng was very good, and was very popular in Chang'an City. She used to ride the Rong family's fragrant BMW car through the market, and girls all over the street threw flowers and handkerchiefs at her.

After that, he never took the Rong family's fragrant car BMW again.

She smiled, "You guys like him, just fight for him, what's the use of looking for me?"

Lu Zhenzhen: "Mr. Rong is of noble birth and peerless appearance, but you are just a girl who grew up among the people in the mountains. He is just new to you for a while, and he will get tired of you after a while!"

Lu Xiangxiang: "The emperor has a decree, you can only be a concubine for others. And Mr. Rong is a noble character. I heard that he adheres to a couple for life, so he will not take concubines. You should give up your mind as soon as possible!"

Su Jiu looked at the two of them, "Since he can only marry one, should he marry the real sister or the fragrant sister?"

The two sisters hesitated for a moment, and quickly cast death gazes at each other.

Su Jiu walked quickly between them.

Looking back quietly, the two sisters had already fought.

Back at Jiangheting, Su Jiu ordered the maid to pack her bags.

Bai Lu waited on her to take a bath, frowning slightly, "What is Miss going to do?"

"It's only been a few months since I returned to Chang'an, and I've lost the face of the Duke's Mansion. I always feel that nothing good will happen if I meet Xiao Tingchen, so I plan to go to the temple to stay and pray for blessings."

Bai Lu said cautiously: "My servant thinks that the fifth son still likes Miss, but he just used the wrong method. Everything about Miss is not going well, probably because the horoscope of her birthday is incompatible with Chang'an. I heard that the Bodhisattva in Zhenguo Temple is very spiritual, so why don't Miss invite one?" Ping An Fu wards off evil spirits."

Su Jiu soaked in the bathtub covered with rose petals, "Please stick a talisman against evil spirits on Xiao Tingchen's forehead, that will really ward off evil spirits."

She closed her eyes and let her whole body relax completely in the bathtub.

On the second day, Su Jiu went to the front yard to bid farewell to his sleeping mother, and took a carriage to Zhenguo Temple.

After finally spending a few days in the temple, I heard the little monk Mi mention that the emperor's birthday is coming soon, and tomorrow he will bring all the civil and military officials to Zhenguo Temple to pray for heaven.

Su Jiu sat in the quiet and peaceful small Buddhist courtyard, thinking to himself that he could just hide, what does the emperor's birthday have to do with him?
Several green Xiangfei bamboos are planted outside the green screen window.

She picked up a pen by the window, and wrote lines on the letter paper indifferently.

In the past few days, she has been communicating with Rong Zheng, talking about the past and present of literature and history, making her more and more convinced that Rong Zheng is her good match.

in case……

She put down the brush, feeling a little disappointed.

How wonderful it would be if there was no imperial edict to be a concubine...

The ancients said, "If you are drunk, you will not be startled by spring, and you will sleep heavily, and you will lose the fragrance of tea when you gamble on books." She and Rong Zheng can probably do the same, right?

Twilight Quadruple.

The lights in the temple were lit, she ate some spring bamboo shoots casually, picked up a thin cloak, and walked away from the small monastery.

She has the habit of taking a walk after meals to digest food.

After walking for a certain distance, I found that there were no tourists in the temple, and all the people coming and going were soldiers, probably arranging for the emperor to sacrifice to heaven tomorrow.

She turned around and walked into the quiet bamboo forest, the moonlight was like silver, she suddenly saw a person standing in the depths of the bamboo forest.

The color is like the dawn of spring, and the temples are cut like a knife.

The belt was tightly locked, and his thin armor outlined his tall figure.

With his hands behind his back, a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes were misty, staring at her blankly.

Su Jiu was surprised, "Xie Rongjing?"

Xie Rongjing smiled lightly, "This time the Holy One sacrifices to the heavens to pray for blessings, and I am responsible for the safety of the temple."

Su Jiu approached.

Looking up at his face, it has been several months since he saw him, and he has lost the youthful feeling.

She knew that he had inherited the title of Marquis of Wu'an from his elder brother, and because he was deeply loved by the emperor, he often accompanied him.

The emperor's ability to entrust him with full responsibility for his safety shows that he has great trust in him and his abilities.

But who would have thought that such a young and promising Marquis Wu'an would be a great devil in his childhood?

The world is changing rapidly, but in just a few months, Su Jiu's feelings for Xie Rongjing seem like a lifetime away.

She smiled and praised, "You look good in this thin armor. A man who eats and drinks at home will be despised after all. Only by doing a career can he be considered a real talent."

Xie Rongjing stared at her.

The girl is beautiful but not charming, like a delicate and pretty cardamom flower under the moonlight.

She had taken root in his heart for so many years, if she was to be uprooted, then his heart would definitely be uprooted.

He whispered: "I will make some career, will you marry me?"

Su Jiu took two steps back.

Xie Rongjing approached two steps, his eyes were burning, "Although I stay in the palace, I know all the rumors in Chang'an City these days. Rong Zheng is not your good match, you marry me, I will not marry a wife."

(End of this chapter)