little wife

Chapter 30

Ning Luo could hardly believe her ears, what is Jing Yun trying to do?If people saw him and were beaten out as a thief, he would really become a joke of the whole capital!

Leaning her back on the window lattice, she sneered: "Dignified Prince Dingyun, why did you do such a sneaky thing? You hurry up, or I will call someone."

"Sister Luo, I have something to ask you, your father won't let me see you, and your brother is guarding me like a thief, so I have no choice but to do this." Jing Yun said in a low voice.

"Ask me again, who taught me that song?" Ning Luo said angrily, "I won't tell you unless I tell you."

It was the first time in Jing Yun's life that he was a little dazed. Ning Luo looked well-behaved and sensible in the past, why did she suddenly become so coquettish and unreasonable?
He had no experience in coaxing women, so he panicked, and after a while he said: "You promised to do something for me, you can't go back on your word."

Only then did Ning Luo remember that she seemed to have said such a sentence when she begged him to help Ning Heng. She bit her lips angrily, and said in disbelief, "That means if it affects your spring..."

"Yes, it has affected me. Originally, I should have won the second place." Jing Yun said seriously.

Ning Luo was so blocked that she couldn't speak.

There was a silence outside the window, and after a while, the window lattice was pushed open by something, and it was pushed away with a "click", and Jing Yun's face appeared in front of her.

The night wind blows outside the window, and the silver moonlight pours down, dyeing his outline with a layer of soft silver light. Compared with Dingyunhou Shizi in the daytime, Jing Yun at this time has faded from the coldness and is more elegant.

In this situation, if the two love each other and talk about the West Chamber at night, it would be a wonderful thing.

Ning Luo became sentimental for no reason, her eyes were full of water, and her voice choked a little uncontrollably: "You bully..."

Jing Yun suddenly panicked, groped behind the back for a moment and took out a package: "Sister Luo, don't cry, I'm not bullying you...here... I have something for you, do you think it looks good?"

His hand shook clumsily, and a piece of white poured down from his hand. Ning Luo took a closer look and found that it was a white dress.

The white skirt is gorgeous, with delicate peony patterns embroidered on the hem of the skirt, with overlapping petals, from shallow to deep, lifelike, and the white skirt is covered with gauze as thin as onion wings, blown by a gust of breeze, the gauze flutters When she got up, when she touched Ning Luo's fingertips, it was silky smooth and delicate, which seemed extraordinary.

Ning Luo was inexplicably astonished: "This... why did you give me this dress?"

"Mei Luo," Jing Yun looked at her breathlessly and begged, "Can you put on this dress for me to take a look at?"

Ning Luo was struck by lightning, many neglected details flashed through her mind like a lantern, and her mind was in chaos.

"I'm waiting for someone." Jing Yun said to her in the pear forest in Taiqing Bieyuan.

"I know Yuan Xi's temperament best, and I won't give up easily if I'm sure, although I don't know who that girl is..." Even Ning Heng, who is a good friend, doesn't know who his sweetheart is.

"Luo'er, this Jiangnan ditty is really nice. I don't know where I learned it from?" Jing Yun, who was her favorite Jiangnan ditty in her previous life, had actually heard it before, and asked eagerly.

"Yeah, maybe someone is not in good health, and what I learn can be useful." In her previous life, she was lingering on a sick bed, and no one knows about it in this life.

Could it be that... at this moment, Jing Yun's sweetheart is her from the previous life?For some reason, Jing Yun only vaguely seemed to have some impressions, so Jing Yun couldn't ask for it, even if there was a slightest clue, he would not give up?

The body is hot and cold for a while, and the heart is ecstatic and unwilling for a while.

The ecstasy is that in the previous life, Jing Yun really loved her as deeply as the sea, even if the yin and yang are separated, he still can't let her go in this life; what is not reconciled is that Jing Yun still likes her in the past at this time, and she can't let go of her. The matter of rebirth was fully revealed, let alone whether Jing Yun could believe this almost absurd fact.

"You...you want me to wear this dress?" Ning Luo's voice was low and hoarse, and she said slowly, "Do you know that you came to the Ning Mansion in the middle of the night to have a private meeting with me, which has already hurt my reputation, and now you want me to wear it again?" In this way, I... I am afraid that I can only green the ancient Buddha and go to the Taoist temple to accompany the saint."

Jing Yun was at a loss for words, although he was almost sure that Ning Luo was the woman in white in his dream, but what if?Can he pat his chest and guarantee that he will definitely marry Ning Luo into the family? "No... no one will know..." He explained dryly.

Ning Luo stared at him, finally smiled sweetly, and sighed, "Forget it, just treat it as my debt to you, you wait outside for a while."

The window lattice was closed, and Jing Yun stood there motionless in a daze.

The oil lamp in the room was turned on, and a Miaoman figure could be faintly seen in front of the window paper, and a low voice came.

That's right, thinking about the complexity of the dress, she couldn't do it by herself.

Jing Yun's heart was full of endless longing, what kind of beauty would Ning Luo look like in that dress?

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened with a "squeak", and someone walked out with lotus steps.Jing Yun subconsciously dodged under the eaves of the corridor, hiding his figure.

"Go and rest inside, don't come out without my order, I want to watch the moon alone." Ning Luo's voice sounded softly.

Someone responded, and there was no sound in front of the door.

Jing Yun held his breath, his heart beating like a drum.

Footsteps sounded again, and they stepped down the steps to the center of the courtyard.

A gust of night wind blows, the old pagoda trees in the courtyard rustle, and small pale white pagoda flowers slowly fall.

The white gauze flutters lightly, and a graceful figure stands facing the moonlight. The moonlight is shimmering, making that figure extraordinarily ethereal.

The leisurely singing sounded, it was the familiar Jiangnan ditty, with a hint of sadness in its gentleness, which made people want to step forward to hug the beauty and wipe away the light marks on her brow.

With a flick of her bare hand, she broke off a delicate locust tree branch.

The figure spun around with the music, and big peonies bloomed beside her. With the last note of the ditty, it stopped abruptly, and stayed in place, leaving Jing Yun with a back view.

It's her.

This is the white dress.

It's the woman who haunts her dreams.

Jing Yun's throat was dry, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Ning Luo turned around and smiled at him, and said softly: "This song was written by a famous master in the previous dynasty. I used it to modify it a little. I like to sing it when I'm worried. It's ridiculous."

The tense nerves were suddenly relaxed, and Jing Yun let out a long breath.

"It's too late, I'm going to bed, and you're dreaming too." Ning Luo didn't look at him again, and walked into the room.

Jing Yun stared at the window lattice obsessively. After a while, the oil lamp went out, and there was no sound in the room. He suddenly woke up, tiptoed, and his vigorous figure disappeared into the vast night.

Ning Zhenchuan and Qin Xianglan discussed anxiously all night, pulling out all the young talents in the capital and picking them up. This one is too flamboyant, and that one is very rude; there are too many people in this family, and I am afraid that Ning Luo will be wronged if he marries in. , I'm afraid that if you don't learn enough, you won't have a future...

Early in the morning, Qin Xianglan waited for Ning Zhenchuan to change her clothes with two dark circles under her eyes, and said falteringly: "I thought of a good candidate in the middle of the night last night."

"Who?" Ning Zhenchuan asked absently.

"That... the son of the Marquis Dingyun family... don't know what his character is?" Qin Xianglan said cautiously. Last night, the name was on her lips several times, but she also knew that Ning Zhenchuan had been swayed by Ning Heng. The matter was very unpleasant to Jing Yun, so he kept silent.

Ning Zhenchuan was stunned for a moment, feeling bitter in his heart. He had wanted to mention this name a long time ago. When it comes to family background, character and talent, Jing Yun is not a prince, but he is on par with Yang Yan or even slightly better.

But when someone came to the door, he was a soft nail and knocked back. If he tried to make side-talking attempts to discuss marriage, wouldn't he slap himself in the face?

"This...it's a bit boring..." He pretended to ponder for a moment, "I'll think about it again, don't worry too much, it's still early, I told you not to get up, go to sleep for a while. "

Qin Xianglan was sweet in her heart, and said softly: "I change your clothes every day, and after a day of pulling, you can't find anything in your heart."

Ning Zhenchuan bowed his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead, and reprimanded softly: "Take care of your body, if something happens to you, teach me how to deal with myself?"

"I'm not paper." Qin Xianglan scolded him and gouged him out, but obediently went back to her room to catch up on sleep.

Ning Zhenchuan walked slowly all the way out of the mansion gate, and was about to get into the carriage, but saw a horse galloping not far away, and it arrived in front of him in an instant.

"Jing Yun?" He looked at the person in astonishment.

I saw Jing Yun getting off his horse, kneeling on one knee, and made a big salute.

Ning Zhenchuan was taken aback, and hurriedly leaned over to help him: "What are you doing, nephew? Speak up if you have something to say."

Jing Yun raised his head, his face full of sincerity and eagerness: "My nephew is reckless, but since that day when he admired the flowers and met Luo Mei's beauty, he couldn't extricate himself from it, and he couldn't sleep day and night. I beg my uncle to read it. Marry sister Luo to my nephew."

Ning Zhenchuan staggered a step and almost fell: "You...what did you say?"

Jing Yun thought that he thought he was so hasty and rude, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle, I have already told my parents, they are already arranging three media and six employments, so I will definitely not wrong Mei Luo, but I was too impatient and stayed up all night , or go to uncle first to express his heart."

Ning Zhenchuan stared at him for a long time, then took a long breath, and said with a reserved face: "My nephew's words are wrong, how can marriage be so hasty, I understand your intentions, and let us discuss it in a long-term manner. "

Within two days, the news spread all over the capital. His Royal Highness King Rui and Prince Dingyun asked to marry Ning Luo, the Ninth Girl of Ningguo Duke's Mansion at the same time. The Duke's government was in a dilemma, and the two marriage proposals were pressed in front of Mrs. Ning Guo, but they did not respond for the time being.

The two went to the imperial court at the same time, and were reprimanded by Emperor Shenghe, telling them to devote themselves to government affairs, and punishing them to write an article on the strategy of rectifying armaments.

A discerning person can tell at a glance that Yang Yan is the prince, and he is the only prince who is at the age of marriage. According to common sense, Emperor Shenghe should help his son marry his wife first, but now he is so vague. Favor Jing Yun.

But Imperial Concubine Mei was overjoyed. You know, Yang Yan was once raised under Empress Minghui's lap, and he and the crown prince were brothers and sisters, and Jing Yun's father was the crown prince's tutor, and his mother was related to the crown prince. Jing Yun was naturally the crown prince. One party, now that these two people are having internal strife because of a woman, if she doesn't take the opportunity to get involved, she will be sorry for the opportunity that was given in vain.

Even though the crown prince was still ill, he also found out about this matter, and deliberately brought both Jing Yun and Yang Yan to the East Palace, and personally reconciled the two, but in the end they returned in vain, and no one let go.

Ning Luo is on the cusp of this storm but is calm and composed. She still goes to the academy to study every day, and stays with her grandmother and mother at home after school.She had just returned to the mansion that day, when she heard a noise coming from the corner of the door, and someone rushed out from inside crying and howling: "Help! That little wolf cub is going to kill me!"

(End of this chapter)