After clearing Xiaomeng

Chapter 659

Su Wanchun glanced around: "Eh? Where's Nianxue?"

"I went to Tong Guowei's." After so many years, Teng Wangchuan always called his father-in-law by his name when no one was around.

"It's good to move around more," Yinzhen said.

"Yeah." Teng Wangchuan didn't object.

Tong Guowei was very old, and when he saw Nian Xue sitting in front of him, he thought of his daughters: "Nian Xue, you are going to get married in more than a month, my grandfather has nothing to help you, I just hope you You can live happily, these years, I have saved a lot of dowry for you."

"Why does grandfather spend so much money? You have so many children and grandchildren, so you should leave them to them." Teng Nianxue said plainly, but she just didn't want it.

Tong Guowei has lived to such an advanced age, so he can naturally see Teng Nianxue's true thoughts: "Don't be scruples, I won't let you help the Tong Jia clan with anything." The little girl is really smart, just like her father In this way, if you marry into the royal family, you won't be bullied.

"That's not what I mean, it's just that it's a bit embarrassing to take it." No wonder everyone said that Jiang was still too old, and he couldn't hide everything from his grandfather.

Tong Guowei smiled, seeing it through but not saying it: "Take it, it's my heart."

Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Teng Nianxue could only bite the bullet and accept it: "Thank you, grandfather."

"It should be." Qixue, take it as Ama's compensation for you.

Honghui finished his errands with a happy face, and then said to Yinxuan: "Uncle Twelfth, there's nothing else to do now, I'm leaving!"

"Shall I go to find my niece and daughter-in-law?" Yinxuan asked with a smile.

"Yes." Hong Hui readily admitted.

"It's going to be a month soon, you can't meet Nian Xue again, there are rules." Yinxuan reminded.

Honghui has been educated by his mother since he was a child, and he takes these rules lightly: "Uncle Twelve, rules are dead, people should not stick to the constraints of rules, otherwise it will affect our creativity."

"The fourth sister-in-law is really good at teaching." Yinxuan was convinced.

Hong Hui smiled and took Zhou Yi away.

Naturally, Teng Nianxue didn't stay long, and came to the place where he and Hong Hui had agreed to meet. The two planned to go out of the city to the temple to ask for a lottery.

Zhou Yi didn't follow, but went back to the palace to prepare the new house for elder brother.

The two rode their horses to the temple outside the city. As soon as they dismounted, they saw Fucha Yelan coming down from the carriage.

If it was a coincidence before, Honghui could let Fucha Yelan go, but this time, you are already married, so it would be too shameless for you to do this again!
Fucha Yelan didn't want to come here, but when he saw Honghui and Teng Nianxue dismounted, he stopped.

Looking at the increasingly handsome Honghui, Fucha Yelan couldn't suppress the love in his heart: "Slave please greet Dabeile."

Hong Hui took a step back and ignored Fucha Yelan.

Teng Nianxue walked in front of Fucha Yelan, and asked politely, "Da Fujin is also here to offer incense?"

"Miss Teng is polite." Even though Fucha Yelan was jealous of Teng Nianxue, she had to be polite!
"If Da Fujin is fine, Honghui and I will go up the mountain."

"It just so happens that the slaves are also going up the mountain." Fucha Yelan didn't want to miss the time to get in touch with Honghui.

Everyone knows Sima Zhaozhi's heart, Teng Nianxue's contempt for what Fucha Yelan did and said: "Then Dafu Jin goes up the mountain, let's go first." After finishing speaking, he winked at Honghui.

Honghui got on his horse and took Teng Nianxue away.

Fucha Yelan stood there awkwardly, whether to leave or stay.

The servant girl came over and tugged at her sleeve: "Master, are we going up the mountain?"

"Let's go up the mountain." You have to play a full set of plays, otherwise people will gossip.

The servant girl was also very dissatisfied with Fucha Yelan, but she didn't dare to say anything, after all, he is the master and she is the slave!

Hong Hui was so angry that his hands trembled: "Nianxue, do you think the Fucha family is sick? They are all married, and they still block me!"

"She must have been passing by and stopped only when she saw you. In the future, try not to run into her, otherwise it will hurt the harmony between you and Nala's family." Teng Nianxue really has no way to take Fucha Yelan , you can't kill her, you can only hide.

"understood."

The mood of playing did not disappear because of the appearance of Fucha Yelan, Honghui took Teng Nianxue to other places to ask for a lottery.

All in all, the two had a great time.

Fucha Yelan asked for a lottery on the mountain, and then sat down in front of the old monk: "Master, please do the calculation for me."

"What does Madam ask for?" the old monk asked.

"Future marriage."

The old monk glanced at Fucha Yelan puzzledly, looked at the lottery he was asking for, and said, "Madam, this lottery is for the next lottery. If the poor monk talks about it in depth, you probably won't understand it. The poor monk told you directly that the meaning of this sign is that only honesty and duty can make things smooth, and if you have a crooked mind, you will definitely end up miserable."

"You dare to curse me?" Fucha Yelan was angry.

"The poor monk is telling the truth. If my wife doesn't believe it, I can be a poor monk." The old monk was a little angry. If you ask me to release the lottery, can I still lie to you?

Fucha Yelan dropped ten taels of silver and left angrily.

The maid hurriedly followed, and comforted: "Fu Jin, don't think so much, sometimes what is signed is false."

"Hmph!" Fucha Yelan got into the carriage, and she, who wanted to marry Zhuangzi for a few days, asked the driver to turn around and go home.

The maid sat in the carriage and didn't even dare to breathe. After returning to Nala Mansion, Fucha Yelan's face recovered a little.

Zhixian came back from the outside in men's clothing, and was not happy to see Fucha Yelan, so she asked in a distant manner, "Sister-in-law, aren't you going to Zhuangzi?"

"I don't want to go." Fucha Yelan also blamed Zhixian, if she had married her brother back then, there would be no such things.

"Oh." Zhixian didn't bother to talk to her, and went back to the courtyard alone.

Fucha Yelan went to greet Nala Dafujin, explained why he came back, and then returned to his yard.

The servant girl poured Fucha Yelan a cup of tea: "Master, drink some tea."

Pa——Fucha Yelan threw the teacup to the ground: "I never expected that I would not be able to marry a happy one, even if I draw a lottery, I still make a lottery! Why should I listen to the old monk? I just don't listen to it!" , I'm going to toss!"

The servant girl shivered in fright, and quickly cleaned up the debris on the ground, so as not to blow Fucha Yelan again later.

Nala Heze came in from the outside, heard what Fucha Yelan said, pondered for a while, and then walked into the room: "What are you shouting, I heard it outside."

"If you hear it, you'll hear it. You didn't take me seriously anyway." Fucha Yelan said.

Upon hearing this, the servant girl quickly left the room with the fragments in hand.

(End of this chapter)