Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Yu Yunfang thought about it in her heart and said softly: "Master Xu, do you think this will work?"

"Let Brother Ye return to Beijing with us first. I can keep his life safe, but I may have to apologize not to appear in public in the near future to avoid the limelight."

"Wait for my master to come up with a solution."

Xu Nian looked at Ye Yikui: "What do you think?"

"Okay, of course!"

There is no need to flee the world after all the twists and turns. Comparing the two, it is just to avoid the limelight. How could Ye Yikui not accept it.

Wronged?

What kind of grievance is this!

"Master Xu, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness! If I can be of any use to Ye in the future..."

Ye Yikui's joy was beyond words.

But before he finished speaking, Xu Nian waved his hand and interrupted: "You don't have to be so solemn. What I just said is the truth. Even if you don't kill Zheng Xingde, I won't let him go."

Daoist Daoist Master patted Ye Yikui on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Besides, Brother Ye is a brave man. Even if things like today hadn't happened, if I encountered any difficulties and asked you for help, would you refuse?"

Since Xu Nian said so, Ye Yikui didn't show any pretense, he just nodded his head solemnly, keeping this kindness in his heart.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb Master Xu and you guys for rest."

Before Xu Nian could speak, Zhang Tiantian had already said, "Don't bother me. We have to leave for Beijing tomorrow. Ye Shaoxia should take advantage of the moment to spend more time with your wife at home."

This is a bit of a pot to mention which pot is not open.

But Ye Yikui, who knew he was in debt, would not say anything. He just laughed at himself and returned to the bedroom. There was no light in the bedroom, but Jiang Xuan did not fall asleep either. She sat in front of the open window and made do with the moonlight. needlework.

"Why don't you light the lamp?"

Ye Yikui walked in and lit the oil lamp.

"Ms. sir."

When Jiang Xuan saw Ye Yikui, her eyes were full of joy, and then she explained: "It's not dark yet, I can see clearly, so there is no need to light the lamp."

Isn't it dark?

Ye Yikui raised his head and looked at the moon hanging high above his head. He actually knew that Xuan'er didn't light the lamp because she just wanted to save money on lamp oil.

As for the candles.

He has seen a lot of them in the capital, but ordinary people in the capital would not use them often, let alone this bluestone village.

The last time Xuan'er saw the light of a candle was probably the red candle that was lit when she got married.

The flame of an oil lamp was not bright enough, and half of Jiang Xuan's face was only vaguely visible, but Ye Yikui could see clearly what she was sewing with the needle and thread in her hand.

A purse.

Jiang Xuan also noticed that Ye Yikui's eyes fell on the purse she was sewing, and she showed him the almost-sewn purse openly.

He smiled and said: "This is the purse sewn for my husband. I wonder if my husband thinks it looks good?"

"nice."

In addition, could Ye Yikui have a second answer?

Jiang Xuan looked at Ye Yikui's face and suddenly raised her eyebrows: "Did my husband talk about any happy events with your friends? It seems that my husband was worried about something before and was unhappy, but he is much better now."

Ye Yikui was stunned for a moment.

Not only did he not tell Jiang Xuan that he escaped from the capital after murdering someone, but he also kept pretending that nothing had happened, thinking that he was pretending well, but Xuan'er had already noticed it.

"Yes, there was a happy event."

Ye Yikui didn't say what the happy event was, and Jiang Xuan didn't ask for it.

She doesn't care what the happy event is, as long as she is happy, it is enough.

Ye Yikui took advantage of the opportunity to bring the topic back to the purse that Jiang Xuan was sewing: "Why did you suddenly sew the purse? Is your purse worn out? I also saved some money from traveling abroad, so I don't have to work so hard, just buy it." A new one."

Jiang Xuan shook her head, and said softly: "It's not my husband, it's because I heard a saying about seeing things and thinking about others a few days ago."

"I just thought that my husband was wandering outside. I don't know anything, I can't accompany him, but I can sew a personal item for him, and it will be regarded as accompanying him to travel on my behalf."

"Sister, you know that my needlework is not good enough. I can only do it slowly in order to make the stitches look better. Others make a few purses a day, but I have been working on this purse for several days before it is finally ready. ”

"But it's also a coincidence. I was thinking that you don't know when you will come back, my husband. I don't know when I will give you this purse. I didn't expect that you will come back after the purse is sewn."

After the last stitch, the girl in sarong, who is already a married woman, bit off the thread and carefully trimmed off the thread ends left on her purse.

A new purse was placed in Ye Yikui's palm.

Putting down the purse, Jiang Xuan took Ye Yikui's hand naturally, and said with a smile: "Sir, you said that my purse was sewn, and you came back. It's such a coincidence, does it prove that we are really destined?"

"Next time if I miss you, I'll sew another small thing... Well, after all, I can only sew small things with my little needlework."

"Will Mr. Xiang come back when I finish sewing again?"

Jiang Xuan doesn't know how to talk about love, it's just her naivety mixed with a little childish thoughts, even though she herself knows how unrealistic it is.

It was just a coincidence that Xianggong came back this time.

How can it be a coincidence every time?

Ye Yikui's throat moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just hugged Jiang Xuan.

Very restrained, but also very hard.

What is restrained is strength.

It is the heart that exerts force.

"Xuan'er, actually I'm coming back this time... I can't stay long, I have to go back to the capital tomorrow, there is one... no, there are two things to deal with, but when I finish this time, I will come back to accompany you, okay? good?"

Jiang Xuan was happy at first, and then said in confusion: "Come back to accompany me? My husband, are you saying that you won't go out in the future?"

"Yes, from now on I will stay with you in Qingshi Village and won't go out."

This time, Jiang Xuan shook her head: "No."

Ye Yikui was confused: "No? Why? Xuan'er, don't you want me to accompany you?"

As if to express her heart, Jiang Xuan's voice suddenly rose a few degrees: "Of course not, I always dreamed of dreaming about my husband, but... becoming a hero who stands up to heaven and earth is not your ambition since childhood ?"

"We made an agreement when we were young that when my husband you become a hero, I will be the hero's wife."

"Although I broke my promise, you couldn't help being your wife until you became a hero, but you shouldn't lie to me, you will make me a hero's wife one day, right? ?”

The childhood sweetheart is innocent and likes to make light promises.

Someone forgot.

Some people are in the past.

There are also people who keep it in their hearts and hold it tightly in their hands.