The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 264
The concierge was speechless, he had never seen such a shameless woman.

Every day, she would come to the palace unshakably to see the lord, and the lord had issued an order to evict the guests, but she was still stalking her.

Nian Yaoyue has nothing to do.

In the end, it was a golden ingot, which made the concierge smile and took the post to Lord Baylor's front yard.

In the front yard, Su Peisheng was waiting for the prince to practice his sword. When he heard someone send a greeting card early in the morning, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Su Peisheng took the wedding invitation and asked who sent it, Su Peisheng fell silent.

He gritted his teeth and opened the greeting card, ah, as expected.

Will that bitch's conscience hurt, I'm afraid she will be eaten by a dog, no, she has no conscience!He even used invitations to hurt my grandfather's heart.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Yinzhen, who was practicing his sword, saw Su Peisheng's dog servant secretly hiding a red letter in his sleeve, so he stretched out his hand towards Su Peisheng with a cold face.

"Master, this is a gift from a distant relative of the slave's family."

Su Peisheng's guilty voice became smaller and smaller, the prince's aura was always so majestic, he was so frightened that he trembled.

He could only reluctantly hand over the greeting card to the prince.

When Xu Zhen saw Su Peisheng's dog slave crying, he was immediately disheartened.He had already guessed who the pair of Bi people who were about to get married were.

"My lord, she is going to be the concubine Gege in the fourteenth elder brother's mansion. I invite you to go to the mansion for a wedding drink the next night."

Su Peisheng couldn't bear to see the invitation card written by Nian with his own eyes, so he opened his mouth to tell the prince the content of the wedding invitation.

"Oh..." Yinzhen returned the wedding invitation to Su Peisheng, and returned to the study in a daze.

When I came out again, it was already the evening of the day after tomorrow.

"Su Peisheng, change clothes!" His voice was hoarse with exhaustion.

"Master, it's almost time for dinner, where are you going? Let's not go~"

Su Peisheng really didn't want Lord Baylor to go to the banquet.

"Changing clothes!!" Yinzhen's tone was firm with undeniable firmness.

Su Peisheng pursed his lips in grievance, and could only answer in a muffled voice.

Chongxi's bride can only go out after nightfall. Nian Yaoyue is wearing a simple wedding dress bought from a tailor shop, and sits in the Wangong sedan chair.

There was no clamor of gongs and drums, only eight bearers carrying the sedan chair quietly through the alley.

"Jinyu, where is he?"

Nian Yaoyue knew that fourth master must be nearby without lifting her hijab.

She was going to get married, and that silly man would hide in a corner and give her away quietly, rain or shine.

"Here we are... secretly peeping at us in the diagonal alley behind our sedan chair."

There was a joyful smile on Jinyu's face, look, so what if he is a prince, because he can't let go of her young lady and can't let go of her?

Yinzhen watched Nian's bridal sedan marching to the fourteenth younger brother's residence in such a crude way.Even the ten-mile-red makeup was unprepared, and there was a monstrous anger in his heart.

How unreasonable!The woman he held in his hands like pearls and jade was treated so harshly.

But what qualifications and status does he have to complain for her?

I'm afraid no one can really understand at this moment, only he himself knows how painful it is.

The well-prepared blessings and auspicious words were blocked, and the thousands of words turned into a drop of bitter tears. He stared at the sedan chair gradually leaving his sight, his life.

When the sedan chair completely disappeared, Yinzhen finally said, "Su Peisheng, bring the wine!"

The night is cool and the wine is slightly drunk.

Yinzhen rode back to the palace, but saw that the sedan chair that shouldn't be here was bathed in bright moonlight, standing quietly in front of the gate waiting for him to go home...

There was no one around the sedan chair, Yinzhen frowned and remained silent.

She even disliked the sedan chair he gave her, would she return it?
"Su Peisheng! Get rid of it!" It hurts to look at it even more, so he turned around resolutely, staggering to go back home.

At this moment, a familiar cheerful tune suddenly came from the sedan chair.

This was the song she sang on his back when he was delivering New Year's goods door-to-door in Nanshixiang Lane, Haining Prefecture.

Back then, she acted like a baby and let him walk around the streets with her on his back.

That was the strange tune she had been humming all the way.

After singing, a soft smile came from the sedan chair.

"Once upon a time, there was a foolish boy who walked around the streets with a beautiful girl on his back. He asked for a long time, but the girl didn't tell him the name of the song. Actually, this little song is called "Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife on the Back."

Nian Yaoyue sat in the sedan chair, said with tears in her eyes.

She heard a low laugh coming from outside the sedan chair, and then felt hurried footsteps rushing towards her.

linglingling~
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted suddenly, and the hijab was lifted in an instant. When she looked up, she saw a slender hand stretched out in front of her.

Mu Ran raised her eyes, the man, against the dim lights, was silent with her.

The glazed wind bells hanging on the sedan chair tinkled non-stop, but they composed the most beautiful movement.

"You're the pig~ hum!" Yinzhen smiled with a soft smile on his lips and lowered his eyebrows.

Nian Yaoyue couldn't laugh or cry at once, she thought that when they reunited seven years later, at least Si Guzhi could have some hearty and sweet love words, or a fiery kiss would be fine.

But he didn't expect fourth master to say that she was a pig in the first sentence.

"Don't marry, don't marry, I want to go home!" She stretched out her hand to open the paw stretched out by the fourth master, and said coquettishly.

But under the moonlight, fourth master looked at her anxiously, finally leaned over slightly, and patted his generous back.

"Come up, Grandpa will carry you home.. Well.. Slow down..~" As if carrying his entire world on his shoulders, Yin Zhen felt that his breath was full of sweetness.

His little girl is hugging his neck and lying on his back at this moment. It would be even more beautiful if she didn't hum the song "Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife".

Well, if he didn't know that the song was called Zhu Bajie Carrying a Wife, he would actually quite like it.

Prince Yong (Bajie) carried his wife on his back, and accompanied by a rather strange tune, he returned to the nameless courtyard where he had been away for many years.

Haitang is still the same, the two of them are no longer what they were when they were young, and Que still has the same original intention.

"Come down~" Yinzhen sat on the soft couch with his delicate woman on his back.

"No! Nian Yaoyue brazenly hugged Fourth Master's neck and didn't let go. She hasn't had enough of it yet!"

Her arms tightened again, and she playfully moved her lips to the slightly red earlobe of the fourth master, and pecked tenderly.

Feeling that the man's breathing was messed up, Nian Yaoyue giggled and trembled.Suddenly, with a sullen face, he began to complain.

"Hey, I've been begging for a month outside our house, where the wind blows, the clouds move, and the stars don't move. Our prince's grandeur is really big. My back hurts when I stand, and my feet are blistered. Look at me , it hurts me to death~”

Nian Yaoyue kicked off the embroidered shoes on her feet, rubbed her socks against Fourth Master's leg, kicked off the socks, and said coquettishly, revealing her white and tender feet.

Su Peisheng peeked at it, tsk tsk, it's really hypocritical.

Nian's fingers were not exposed to the sun since he was a child, and he was pampered by his master and Nian's family in the boudoir. These feet are as tender as tofu, so there is no scar at all.

　The picture of Wan Gong's sedan chair in the book review area is here!Look at the picture for a more immersive feeling!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)