Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 71 I Want You to Marry Me (8)
Sure enough, Shangguo Yeli turned her head to look at Wanqing, stretched out her hand, and held her catkin in his warm and dry palm.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in her nose, very good and reassuring, Wanqing's hanging heart immediately fell back into her belly, she lowered her eyebrows and stood obediently aside.

Murong Lingyun also walked over slowly, staring blankly at the two hands with intersecting fingers, and Wanqing who leaned shyly and timidly beside Shangguan Yeli, he suddenly felt as if a large ball of cotton was stuffed in his chest, Depressed and irritable, her throat felt dry and astringent: "Are you really going to marry Yeli?"

Wanqing lowered her head and pretended to be deaf and dumb, but let Shangguan Yeli hold her right hand.

But why is the air around her so cold? She raised her eyes cautiously, just in time to touch Shangguan Yeli's beautiful eyes that can freeze to death. Someone is accusing her of refusing to give him a title...

Under the pressure of his eyes, Wanqing raised her head, opened her mouth, and said to Murong Lingyun after a long while, "I don't know what Shi Ziye likes in Wanqing, please tell Wanqing, Wanqing will try her best to correct it."

Suddenly, there was no sound in the crowded small pavilion, so quiet that even the sound of a dead leaf falling on the eaves of the pavilion could be clearly heard.

For a moment, King Kang burst out laughing, and then King Shou couldn't help but laughed too. Murong Lingyun was so angry that his eyes popped out of their sockets, and his fingers creaked. Grabbing it and crushing it, a dull pain slid across the fire-breathing eyes, and the cotton ball that was stuck in his chest seemed to swell again. For the first time, he tasted the failure that he couldn't get, and he became more and more unwilling. He stared at Wanqing fixedly, motionless.

"Let's go, a daughter's family, it's not good to stay at home and prepare for marriage, what are you running around?" The two kings were laughing, but Shangguan Yeli had a tense face, and pulled Wanqing away, coughing and crying Drag outside the pavilion.

It's just that in those eyes as dazzling as a deep lake, there is a trace of complacency, a trace of satisfaction, and a trace of pride hidden at the bottom of the lake, holding Wanqing's hand even tighter.

"Uh, the second elder sister is still helping out in the mansion..." Now that she was back, it was a bit unreasonable for Wanrong to stay in Shouchangbo's mansion by herself.

The slender body in front immediately stopped, and the temperature around him dropped again. Under the bright lights, the man's eyes were like broken jade and gold, shining brightly, locking Wanqing's face, not allowing her to hide: "You can't bear Murong Ling Yun?"

"Uh, no!" She knew that the person in front of her was angry even if she realized it later.

He took a step forward and said, "That means you are reluctant to part with Prince Shou?"

"Nonsense." Where did this go, why did King Shou get involved again.

Taking another step forward, the handsome face attached to her was almost close to her, and the broken jade in her eyes showed signs of turning into ice, Wanqing tried to back away, but she heard him roar: "Then you still have to stay, Are you afraid they won't have a chance to pester you?"

The three behind them were not far away, and their conversation could be heard clearly. Shou Wang's handsome face was already as dark as the bottom of a pot. Murong Lingyun was about to have a fit, when he saw Yingjie's nanny rushing over in panic, Crying: "Master Shizi, Master Shizi, it's not good, welcome my sister..."

Murong Lingyun was shocked when he heard this, his eyes were sharp: "What's wrong with Yingjie?"

"She was black all over and passed out." The nurse cried tremblingly.

Murong Lingyun was terrified when he heard that, kicked the nurse over, jumped into Yingjie's room.

Wanqing was frightened, went to help the nanny up, and asked, "It's alright, why did Miss Ying pass out? But she was sick?"

The nurse supported her stomach and got up and said: "I don't know, I'll be fine first, and I had a good time with Miss Zhao. Later, my servant was afraid that Miss Zhao would be too hard, so I coaxed my sister to sleep. She had to eat before going to bed." A bowl of custard, Ms. Zhao fed her a small bowl, and she fell asleep after eating it. Not long after, she cried out for pain, vomited, sweated all over, and then passed out."

In front of Wanqing's eyes, the cute appearance of Yingjie's Yuxue appeared, such a pink and jade-carved child...

She took up her skirt and ran into the sister-in-law's room. Before she could step out, she was pulled back by a big hand: "What are you going to do again?" Shangguan Yeli's face was very ugly.

"That child is only four years old. I must go and see it." Wanqing's clear eyes were covered with water mist, his nose shrunk slightly, Shangguan Yeli's eyes softened instantly, and his voice was still hard: "Then It's muddy water, you can't swim in it."

Wanqing grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook: "No, if I don't go and take a look, I'll feel uneasy. I'm going."

The person on the head let out a long sigh, stroking the teardrops on her face with his palms, his skin was a little itchy from the rubbing of his thick fingertips, and his voice was as soft as fine sand: "Such a soft heart, how can you make a living in a big mansion."

"Isn't there you?" Wanqing asked without thinking, and continued to shake the hem of his clothes: "You let me go and see..."

"Let's go, I'll accompany you." The corner of Shangguan Yeli's mouth curled up into a beautiful arc, his obsidian eyes were as bright as stars.

"Ye Li, wait for me, I'll go and have a look too." Behind him, like a follower, Kang Wang didn't feel that he was suspected of being a lantern at all, and followed him waving his folding fan.

"My lord, it's better to go home early."

"How can I do that, Yeli, your health is not good, I don't worry..."

King Shou had already followed Murong Lingyun.

Bean Sprout, who was holding a cloak, came out from behind the tree, and quietly looked at the two people walking side by side, one tall and one short, their big black eyes were covered with a faint layer of mist.

Sister Ying's room was already full of people, when Wanqing passed by, she heard Zhao Shuyuan crying, Wanqing hurriedly searched for Wanrong in the crowd, and she saw Wanrong standing in front of Sister Ying's bed with a livid face, on the bed, Shou Chang Bo was hugging the comatose Ying sister tightly, his handsome face was covered with tears, the imperial doctor was giving acupuncture to rescue Ying sister, Ying sister's eyes were tightly closed, her lips were black, The small body was lying in Shou Changbo's arms, not angry at all, it was very worrying to watch.

Seeing that both King Kang and King Shou had come, and Uncle Shouchang was about to go forward to salute, Lord Kang hurriedly said: "The Earl's condolences, there is no need to be more polite."

Uncle Shouchang seemed to be familiar with the two kings, so he nodded and offered a chair for him to sit on.

(End of this chapter)