Happy Marriage

An Sheng didn't understand how Xia Zixian cared about these trivial matters today. She has always been arrogant, and she is cheerful when she is with her, but she never chats about the faults of those parents. An Sheng understood that Xia Zixian would never ask himself about these things for no reason, there must be a reason.

Xia Zixian didn't notice An Sheng's heart turning back and forth, and asked again with concern: "Then who else is in the Leng Shenyi mansion? Why doesn't he have a long follower when he goes out? He doesn't look like he came from a small family. "

It was just now that I was still beating around the bush, but this time I asked it straight. Seeing the brilliance that radiated from her eyebrows and eyes, An Sheng was faintly awakened. She kept inquiring about Leng Nanxian's family background, isn't she a little happy?

Xia Zixian has a high spirit, especially those ordinary people who read a lot of love books and disdain mediocrity, and even the Meng family can't see it. Therefore, in the previous life, she would dig out the idea to enter the palace to participate in the draft, and trample her Xia Ansheng into the mud.

An Sheng thought that the first glance at Leng Nanxian was startling, and he felt that Leng Nanxian was like the exiled fairy in the book. It was only just now that I saw Leng Nanxian's mansion. Although it was elegant, it couldn't keep up with Xia Zixian's splendid longing and couldn't support this golden phoenix.

She said truthfully: "When I go out and enter, I only see a pharmacy boy with me, and I have never seen anyone else."

Xia Zixian let out an "oh" and played with the locks of hair on her chest: "Seeing that the genius doctor Leng is as gentle as jade, he must be polite when dealing with people, right?"

An Sheng smiled: "I haven't talked to him before, so I can't compare it. It's convenient to go back directly after copying the medicine."

Seeing that Xia Zixian couldn't find out after all, she was a little disappointed, and fearing that An Sheng would penetrate her mind, she explained embarrassedly: "I'm too bored in the house every day, so I like to ask questions, and my curiosity is also heavy. "

There is no silver 300 taels here, An Sheng smiled and said, "After you finish taking these medicines, I believe you can walk around."

One sentence made Xia Zixian instantly full of hope: "Did he ever talk about Doctor Leng, when is the next time he will come to acupuncture and moxibustion?"

An Sheng still shook his head: "How could he talk to me when he looks so noble? He was disdainful from beginning to end."

Xia Zixian smiled embarrassedly: "I really trouble you today."

"It's all my own sisters, there's nothing to be polite."

"Also, also, I'm afraid that the medicinal diet will trouble you in the future." Xia Zixian said hesitantly: "You also know that the difference between this medicinal diet is a thousand miles away, and if there is a slight difference, the medicinal effect will be counterproductive. The cooks here are all illiterate, and they are afraid that they will not be able to do these meticulous work."

An Sheng just smiled slightly: "I know how you treated me in the past, but it's just a little effort."

With a few words of politeness, An Sheng returned to his small courtyard.

On the Dragon Boat Festival, she had already washed the clothes she had changed, and the blooming places had been patched up neatly, and they were hanging on the side of the pomegranate tree in the yard. An Sheng was stunned for a moment, feeling as if his sister had returned, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.

When Dragon Boat Festival heard her footsteps, he came out of the room and raised his eyebrows at An Sheng: "Second Miss is back?"

An Sheng smiled at her more sincerely, and pointed to the clothes: "Did you wash it for me?"

Dragon Boat Festival nodded: "These vulgar things are naturally done by slaves, just because I'm afraid that they can't do it clumsily, the lady will laugh."

Although An Sheng and An Ran are expensive Miss Xia Mansion, they are also served by two girls, even the old lady and Qingju. But even the old woman is lazy, and she is an evil slave to bully her master. She uses the name of the Xue family every day, and she never touches the needle and thread. And Qingju, inside and out, works hard, and many things within his power are used to do it by himself.

She felt that her decision to drive away even the old lady was not wrong at all. Although the Dragon Boat Festival was dispatched from Xia Ziwu's yard, at least she was diligent, with a low-brow and pleasing look like a servant.

An Sheng lifted the curtain and entered the room, with an egg prominently placed in front of the dressing table.

Standing at the door on the Dragon Boat Festival, he reminded An Sheng, "That egg was secretly cooked by Aunt Zhang in the kitchen. It's good to reduce the swelling."

An Sheng didn't care about the sudden and obvious gesture of favor on the Dragon Boat Festival. First, he had no gold and silver jewelry to conspire with, and secondly, he had no power or wealth to cling to. If there is any conspiracy or tricks on the Dragon Boat Festival, just let the horse come over. It is easy to hide with open guns, and it is difficult to guard against dark arrows.

However, An Sheng would rather believe that Dragon Boat Festival is not a duplicitous person like Xia Zixian.

She picked up the egg and held it in her palm, still warm. Her gloomy heart suddenly dissipated for a long time, and she felt that the world might not be so gloomy.

"Thank you." She muttered sullenly.

"These are the duties of slaves." Duanwu stood in the yard and carefully smoothed the folds of the clothes on the rope, and his men were not idle for a moment.

An Sheng weighed the egg in his hand, and called out twice, "Rice ball! Rice ball!"

The house was very quiet, no movement at all.

"Huh? Where have you been?" An Sheng said to himself, bent down and searched around, under the bed, under the table, and all the places where he liked to hide cats and cats, and he was nowhere to be seen, not in the house.

An Sheng stood up, unable to remember whether he closed the door in a hurry when he left. I went to the yard to look for it again, but still nothing.

"Dragon Boat Festival, did you see rice **** in the afternoon?"

Dragon Boat Festival's busy hands froze for a moment, then shook his head: "No, maybe he ran out."

An Sheng felt a little frustrated and empty. It's not that he has a deep relationship with Onigiri, but that he is alone, and if he has any grievances in his heart, he will complain to Onigiri twice. If it is lost, the room will return to a deadly cold silence, even breathing is lonely.

An Sheng sat down on the steps with his head down, full of loneliness and annoyance, blaming himself: "It's all my fault, I probably forgot to close the door when I left."

Duanwu turned his back, not daring to look at her.

The girl in front of Xia Ziwu, Changjing, poked her head at the entrance of the courtyard and looked inside, holding a red lacquer tray in her hand.

Duanwu glanced at it and lowered his head.

Chang Jing walked in and grinned at An Sheng: "Second miss, my master asked me to bring you some food."

An Sheng raised his face in surprise, Xia Ziwu gave him food? This is the first time in the world that the weasel has paid New Year's greetings to the chicken.

"Really? Your lady has a heart." An Sheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Chang Jing bent down and handed the red lacquer tray in her hand to An Sheng to see: "Someone from the house sent some game today, ordered the kitchen to clean up, and put it on the fire for roasting, so that the second lady can also try it."

An Sheng didn't think Xia Ziwu would be so kind, so Nunuzui ordered Dragon Boat Festival to take it over and put it aside for the time being.

Chang Jing didn't leave: "Second miss, let's try it anyway and see how it tastes? If the third miss asks when I go back, the slave maid will also reply."

An Sheng glanced at the game on the plate. It was hot, oily, and the size of a palm, exuding a tempting aroma. On the Dragon Boat Festival with the plate, his hands trembled uncontrollably, his eyes wandered, and his face was unbearable.

An Sheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, his throat was sore, and he slid twice with difficulty.

With a slight smile, she reached out and tore off a piece of meat from Dragon Boat Festival's hand, glanced at it, and then put it to her mouth: "You've worked hard for a long time, try it first, isn't it delicious?"

The Dragon Boat Festival trembled, and the plate in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Miss, slave, slave is not hungry."

An Sheng smiled "hehe" again, raised his hand and threw the meat into his mouth, chewed two bites with relish, and closed his eyes: "Well, game tastes more delicious."

Chang Jing covered her mouth and smiled smugly: "Second Miss, eat more if you like."

An Sheng nodded, and when he opened his eyes again, he hid the raging anger, and his eyes regained a clear color: "Naturally, it's a little bit, I'm afraid it's not enough to fit between the teeth."

Chang Jing smiled more and more proudly: "My young lady also wants to wait for you to raise it before roasting it, but unfortunately I can't wait."