married daughter

Chapter 277 Chapter 307~308 We've always met as before
When they first met, she wore the same palace attire as all the court ladies in the imperial garden, and her slim figure stood out from the crowd, but the glimpse between her eyes had already amazed him.After the marriage was given, from the initial curiosity and observation of her to the gradual understanding and appreciation of her, Deming became more and more unable to control his emotions. When there was her in the crowd, he couldn't help but look in her direction. Peerless elegance, her talent is astonishingly brilliant, in Daliang City, she offered advice to the emperor several times to fight against the wisdom of Xiwu envoys.Every time someone mentioned that she was his Deming's woman, he was extremely proud.In his dream, the woman who could spend his whole life with him, isn't she just so talented and beautiful?

But now, the woman in the dream is far away because of his aggressiveness.Deming was very annoyed, and he also knew that once there was a crack in the relationship between people, it would be difficult to repair.In addition to being annoyed, it is more determined to win.They have a predestined fate, whether she is petty or angry now, in the end she can only be under his wings, he will protect her, love her, and give her the happiest thing that all women yearn for .

Moreover, there are very few women nowadays who can be so assertive. If she only wants to be a vine flower that depends on a man for survival, how is she different from other women?When she was confident, her eyes were bright, and she was even more addictive than the dignified and delicate before.She probably doesn't know that the more indifferent and alienated she is, the more she looks like the little white snow on the pistil of the red plum blossom, which is fragrant and fascinating.

"Ting'er, I was really impulsive about what happened that day, and I admit that I don't understand or agree with your thoughts and actions on certain things. But you are my unmarried wife, and this is something everyone in the world knows."

Deming's tone has never been so decisive, with a toughness and possession that anyone finds unfamiliar: "I can give you the sky to fly freely, but I will not allow you to fly to other people's sky. As for what you said about the intolerable husband Your son-in-law has another woman," said De Ming, after a pause, and said with a smile, "I can understand that you will be jealous?"

"Yes, I'm jealous, but it's not against you." Ruan Yunting's tone was more decisive than that of De Ming. De Ming had now labeled her as his property, as if she must belong to him. Judging from the current trend, unless they refuse to obey the order, they are bound to be together.But Ruan Yunting didn't know what was wrong with her, and now she was competing with the domineering reality.

De Ming figured out the importance of her, and in his eyes, all her annoyance became intimate coquettishness, and perhaps some woman's tricks to play hard to get.With the pink background, he will not feel so good about himself that she likes him too, but Deming thinks that even if it is a quarrel, it is also a kind of emotional exchange, which is more interesting than respecting each other like a guest like calm stagnant water .

Ruan Yunting didn't want to analyze what Dai Ming was thinking, so she nodded and turned around to enter the west corner gate.

Dai Ming stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the direction she was leaving for a long time before he calmed down and walked in the opposite direction.

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On the day of the Empress Dowager's birthday, the whole world celebrates it. The curfew is lifted at night. The street market is very lively, just like the Moon Festival and New Year's Eve. There are red and green fireworks flying into the sky.

Ruan Yunting was wearing a light blue brocade jacket and skirt, and the purple fox fur that the old lady gave her. Holding the slender red brocade box in both hands, she walked up the steps with a smile.

Just stepped into the gate of Pine Age Hall, and saw fiery trees and silver flowers in the courtyard. Xu Chengzhen and Xu Chengshuo were playing fireworks with their close servants.

Huamei saw Ruan Yunting coming with sharp eyes, and quickly greeted her with a smile: "Miss Ruan."

"Sister Thrush, is the old lady here?"

"Here, the three wives and girls are all here. Master Lan has just arrived."

While speaking, she went to the corridor, and the thrush removed the fox fur from Ruan Yunting's shoulders. Ruan Yunting nodded in thanks, took off the clogs on the outside of the embroidered shoes, and walked lightly around the screen.

The house smelled of the finest albizia julienne flowers, and the old lady was wearing a tea-gold beaded embroidered jacket, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the kang, the emerald bead in the middle of the forehead was dazzled with the same color on her head.

The eldest wife, the second wife and the third wife were naturally also dressed in jewels, and the seventh girl, Xu Ningqiao, was kneeling behind the old lady to scratch her itch.

"Grandma, do you think this is okay?"

The old lady shrank her neck and moved her body to the right, as if something was wrong, "Go a little more to the left, no, no, go up a little."

Seeing them like this, Ruan Yunting came forward with a smile and saluted all the elders present.Then he said: "If I had known that Miss Seven would be so caring, I would not bother to get this thing."

The second grandmother, Wang Yuanshuang, hugged Brother Jin and sat on the armchair behind the eldest wife. Now Ruan Yunting is Dai Ming's unmarried concubine, and her status is different. Wang Yuanshuang is also very welcoming to her. Hearing this, she immediately said: " Miss Ruan got something good?"

In one sentence, everyone's attention was drawn to Ruan Yunting.

"Second sister-in-law is right, I did bring something, but it's not a good thing." Ruan Yunting held the brocade box with both hands.

Han Bin's family took it with a smile, and handed it over to the old lady.

The old lady opened the lid of the box and saw a wooden stick about a foot thick and long lying on the black velvet cloth. At one end of the stick was a ball-shaped purse of light blue brocade. Inside the purse was something soft and soft. Getting acquainted, the other end is carved into the shape of a small hand that is about an inch long.

"This is……"

Everyone stretched their necks to watch, and they all discussed in low voices curiously.

Ruan Yunting smiled shyly, with sincere concern in her bright eyes, "Back to the ancestors, this is called 'filial son hand' Seventh girl is caring, but where is itchy on her body, isn't it like drinking water? Even if you are caring, you will inevitably have to wait The old ancestor was not thoughtful. A few days ago, I heard that Guiyun Pavilion gave an old customer a gift, and gave a strange thing, saying that it would be best to beat the back and scratch the itch, so I tried to get one through my relationship."

The old lady and all the ladies here are well-informed, but they seldom go out. How would they know what is new in "Guiyun Pavilion", and "Guiyun Pavilion" is well-known, after listening to these three The word, the wooden stick that Ruan Yunting sent, named "The Hand of a Dutiful Son", was coated with a layer of gold, and immediately became expensive.

The old lady picked up the "filial son's hand". Ruan Yunting briefly talked about the usefulness of the two ends. Once the old lady used it, she really could catch the itchy spots that she couldn't grasp, and then hit her back a few times with the soft end. It is also very comfortable.The eldest wife, the second wife, and the third wife passed it around one after another, and several of them said they wanted to make one by themselves.

The old lady took Ruan Yunting's hand, "You have a heart, this thing is still thinking about me."

"The old ancestor is serious, who is Ting'er thinking about if you don't think about it?"

Seeing this, the second wife and the third wife turned around to look at their daughter without any trace, Xu Ningxia and Xu Ningqiao were both a little unhappy.

After chatting about homework for a while, the old lady told everyone to disperse, and told anyone who wanted to go out of the house to look at the lanterns to bring someone with him.In this way, it is a tacit consent that the Xu family can go out tonight, including the girls.

Ruan Yunting has been bored in the mansion for several days, but she is in a good mood today, and the night scenery covered by snow outside is also very attractive, so she asked Hongdou and Zhao Linmu's housekeeper to take Chanjuan with her to go to school as usual. The carriage left Xu's house through the side door.

The woman on the handlebars and the car drove the car quickly and went straight to the bustling place.Ruan Yunting lifted the curtain and said in a low voice, "Go slowly, I want to see the night scene."

"Girl, the Lantern Market is really lively. There are people who guess the lantern riddles, and there are prizes for the correct answers. Would you like to go and see?" Chanjuan pulled Ruan Yunting's robe sleeves, and with a smile encouraged her to go to the lively place to relax.These days, the girl is depressed because of Mr. Jun's disappearance, and she has a lot of trouble with Mr. Dai. She finally goes out of the house to play, and she doesn't go to lively places. What's so interesting about boring street scenes?

Chanjuan has a straightforward personality, and her thoughts are written all over her face. Ruan Yunting knew that she was worried about herself, so she took her hand touched, and explained softly: "I am upset, and I am afraid it will be even more annoying when I go to a lively place. I just wanted to breathe a different air when I came out of the house.”

"What's the difference in the air? The slaves don't understand."

"You are carefree, it's better not to understand." Ruan Yunting sighed softly, lifted the blue cotton curtains, and told the handlebars outside, "Let's not go to the lively places, and walk around the eastern suburbs first." Let's go around."

Ruan Yunting tightened the neckline of the fox fur, simply lifted the curtains and fixed them, and stared out the window stupidly, as if looking for something.The cold wind blew, brushing the broken hair at her temples, and the purple fox fur turned black in the night, making her fair face even paler.

Chanjuan sighed, took a thin blanket and covered Ruan Yunting's lap, and lifted the curtain on the other side to look out.

"Chanjuan, what are you doing?"

Ruan Yunting looked outside for a while, then turned around and saw that Chanjuan was also outside the window, and asked curiously.

Chanjuan said: "Girl, aren't you looking for Mr. Jun? The slaves will help you find it."

Ruan Yunting choked, and said with a wry smile: "I was just thinking about it." Daliang City is so dangerous, Jun Lanzhou will definitely leave here as soon as he has a way.

It's just that the poison on his body has not been fully detoxified, his body is very weak, and the trauma is so serious, it is hard for her to imagine that under such a serious injury, there will be no one to rely on.

She once thought that Jun Lanzhou might go to find Jun Zhaoying, but after thinking about it, Jun Lanzhou's temperament would never be willing to burden her friends, and leaving her here was also for her consideration, and he would naturally Impossible to go, let alone Xiao Beishu's place.

The carriage drove for a long time on the icy and snowy road with occasional pedestrians, until it reached the eastern suburbs, but there was no trace of Jun Lanzhou.Ruan Yunting originally had no hope, but now she also feels ashamed.Sighing, just about to order the handlebars to go to the western suburbs, but saw in the distance under the night, there was an unfinished building frame in the place that should have been an open space. It looked a bit like a bell tower in the modern West. Not far from the frame, there is a large courtyard with three huge main houses and side rooms on both sides. The most striking thing is a cross tied on the roof.

Ruan Yunting called Parker and looked over there curiously.

Chanjuan said: "Girl, the last time this servant came to Guiyun Pavilion to deliver a letter, I saw a lot of people there busy putting up airs, saying that there are two foreigners who want to cover something, what..." She beat her head, and then remembered: "To build a 'church', I heard that it was approved by the imperial decree of the emperor."

"Church?" Ruan Yunting thought of the two foreigners who had spoken for her in the Golden Luan Hall, and their thinking was very close to modern people, and she felt a sense of intimacy in her heart.

"In that case, let's go and have a look." Ruan Yunting ordered the handlebar to turn the car.

Chanjuan hesitated and said: "Girl, it's so late, I'm afraid it's not safe for us to go to the foreigners. Who knows if they look so strange and have some bad intentions?"

"Girl, how do you learn to judge people by their appearance? Do real bad guys write bad guys on their faces? Not all good guys are beautiful."

Chanjuan's face turned red when she was told, and said angrily: "Girl, this servant is also doing it for your own good."

"I know, but this time I still listen to me." Ruan Yunting blinked at Chanjuan, "You also want to hear the sound of the harpsichord."

"Yeah! I want to hear it!" Chanjuan already knew that Ruan Yunting had played the harpsichord. It had already become a good story among the students in the city. Now she also forgot about the danger and nodded her head He said: "Girl, let's go over quickly."

Ruan Yunting shook her head funny, ordered the handlebars to drive the car over, and slowly parked outside the lonely courtyard wall. Rows of lanterns were lit in the courtyard, brightly illuminating the interior of the courtyard. Among them, there is indeed a cross on the roof.

Stepping on the mahogany pedals, she got out of the carriage, and told the handlebars and the woman who followed the carriage to wait outside. Ruan Yunting led Chanjuan into the courtyard with the open gate, and went straight to the main room facing the courtyard gate. He raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.

Almost immediately, there was a voice in the house saying "Please come in."

Ruan Yunting pushed open the door of the house, and what she entered looked like a small church, with a huge cross in the middle, five rows of benches on the left and right sides, and the one on the front right, next to the window. Harpsichord.

Two blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners both wore black priestly costumes. They looked at the door together by the candlelight, and saw that it was Ruan Yunting who entered the door gracefully in the night. Said: "Beautiful lady, why is it you? The Holy Mother must have heard our prayers."

"Two gentlemen." Ruan Yunting raised her skirt to salute.

The two immediately returned the salute, and the tall and thin one smiled and said, "Miss Ruan, why are you here?"

"I passed by the church you were building and saw the cross, so I thought you might be there, so I came to say hello."

"You really understand our religion." The eyes of the two people lit up: "And when you knocked on the door just now, what I said was our Dayi country's language, and you actually understood it."

Ruan Yunting didn't think too much about it. Now that foreigners mentioned it, she realized that she had exposed her flaws. She just smiled awkwardly and changed the subject: "Why did you build a church here?"

Speaking of this, both of them were extremely excited, "His Majesty the Emperor of your country allowed us to preach in the Kingdom of Liang, and also agreed to fund the construction of the church."

Unexpectedly, the emperor is so generous?Ruan Yunting smiled and said, "Congratulations. Do you have believers now?"

The two foreigners looked at each other, and the slightly fat one shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, this road seems to be very long, and we only have one believer now."

"Really, this is already a good start." Ruan Yunting smiled politely and asked curiously: "Is that believer from Liang Guo?"

"Yes, it's a young man. He's next door now. Do you want to see Miss Ruan?"

"No need." Ruan Yunting politely refused, "You know, women in Liang Guo have many rules."

There was sympathy in the eyes of the two of them, and they said: "In this case, we will also respect your wish, miss. We are extremely honored that you can come today." Chanjuan asked Ruan Yunting: "Excuse me, is this young girl your sister?"

"She is my maid and also my sister." Ruan Yunting smiled and took Chanjuan's hand to introduce them: "Her name is Chanjuan."

Chanjuan hurriedly saluted.

The two returned the salute, and the thin and tall one said: "My name is Joshua." Pointing to the younger one, "This is Jager."

Ruan Yunting smiled and said, "Joshua, Jager, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's also an honor for us to get to know Miss Ruan."

Ruan Yunting looked at the harpsichord, and said fascinatedly, "I don't know if I have the honor to play the sacred harpsichord again?"

"It's our honor. Miss Ruan's piano sound made us yearn for it that day, but we have a request."

"Joshua, if you have any request, please just say it, you know I will not refuse you." Ruan Yunting already guessed what he was going to say.

Joshua smiled: "Miss Ruan, can you send us the score later."

"of course."

At this time, Chanjuan was stunned, holding Ruan Yunting's hand, as if her tongue had been taken away by a cat, and stammered: "Girl, you, what you said just now is all, all is what!"

Ruan Yunting was taken aback for a moment, and she pursed her lips helplessly when she saw the triumphant smiles of Joshua and Jager. Language is a wonderful thing. She was relaxed just now, and she could understand the English they spoke, and she was still discussing playing the piano After concentrating on the question, she didn't realize that the other party was speaking English, and she also answered in English.

So far, there is no need to hide it.

Ruan Yunting walked slowly towards the harpsichord, opened the cover, and the double rows of black and white keys appeared in front of her eyes, reminding her of her home in modern times, and her mood was both joyful and sad.

Touching the keys with both hands, the familiar touch reminded her of a familiar song. Without thinking about it, a piece of "Prelude in C Major" had already been played.Ruan Yunting's ten fingers are slender. Under the candlelight, her white fingers are like fine white jade, moving flexibly on the black and white keys, which looks pleasing to the eye.The clear and metallic sound of the harpsichord filled the room instantly, Ya Ge, Joshua and Chan Juan were all fascinated by it.

Chanjuan only knows that the girl is good at playing the zither, but she doesn't know that she plays this strange zither so beautifully, and just now she can use the language of Dayi to talk to two foreigners, she is so admiring.

When Ruan Yunting was playing, her anxious mood these days seemed to have eased a lot, and the expression on her face gradually changed from stiff to soft.

Unexpectedly, when he was concentrating on the piano music, a deep and familiar voice suddenly came from behind, smacking his mouth and saying: "Oh, so you really know how to play, this is the one you played in front of the emperor that day?"

Ruan Yunting shook her hand, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, she stood up abruptly and turned her head.

Standing at the door was a thin figure, wearing a black monk's robe, with a cross hanging on his chest, long hair casually tied in a bunch behind his head and hanging down his waist, with an unparalleled face like the scorching sun, because the left side of his face It was blemished by a two-inch scar.But the smile on his lips was unprecedentedly warm.

"Master Jun?!" Chanjuan laughed in surprise, "Girl, it's Mr. Jun!"

Ruan Yunting couldn't believe her eyes. After looking for someone who had disappeared for so many days, she suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. All the worries, self-blame, and all the heavy emotions appeared in front of Jun Lanzhou safely. In that instant, everything disappeared.Instead, she was mentally relaxed, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the eyes felt a little hot for some reason.She was in a sluggish state, and when she came back to her senses, she had already walked up to Jun Lanzhou, raised her cool right hand, and stroked the scar that had scabbed on Jun Lanzhou's left cheek.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Are you in good health? Has the poison been cured?"

"After recuperating here for a few days, there is no serious problem, and I found that there are many unique medical aspects in Dayi Country, so I stayed and studied."

"Are you the only believer they say?"

Jun Lanzhou smiled, showing her neat and white teeth: "It seems so." She lowered her head, looked at her pale face and eyes that were about to cry, and said after a long time, "How are you? Why do you look so bad?"

Chanjuan spoke quickly, and before Ruan Yunting could reply, she said: "Our girl's health has not recovered. After Mr. Jun left without saying goodbye, the girl was so anxious that she tried everything to find you, and even fell out with Mr. Dai."

Jun Lanzhou pursed her lips, and sighed quietly: "After all, I still hurt you."

If it was normal, Ruan Yunting would definitely say that there is no harm, but now, seeing Jun Lanzhou standing in front of her intact, she was neither caught and hacked by the emperor, nor died of poison, on the contrary, she is in good spirits It looks like, in addition to joy, there is also some anger in my heart.

She raised her head, her bright eyes filled with water, and she stared at Jun Lanzhou: "What should I do, I can't be happy when I see you."

Jun Lanzhou raised an eyebrow.

"I want to beat you up."

Jun Lanzhou smiled brightly like a spring flower, bent down and brought her face closer, pointed to the left side of her face and said: "Let's hit here, it's exactly the same as that day."

"You think I can't fight?"

"Then you can fight."

Ruan Yunting gritted her teeth, and raised her hand to slap Jun Lanzhou's left cheek, as if this could vent out the depression, anxiety, grievance and worry of these days.Unexpectedly, as soon as the hand touched his face, it was held by his big hand, tightly squeezed into the palm of his hand, and the warmth was continuously transmitted from his hand.

At this moment, Ruan Yunting really felt relieved. Fortunately, he was fine.

(End of this chapter)