The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Zhen Heng stood by Zhen Shicheng's side, watching his nose and heart, and raised his eyes slightly when he heard this soft voice.

At this moment, Zhen Heng stared blankly at the girl who walked in, as if struck by lightning, but couldn't recover.

This, this is not encountered in the forest—

As soon as she entered the door, Jiang seemed to be unable to ignore that fiery gaze. She glanced at the source of her gaze from the corner of her eyes, and the smile hanging on her lips froze immediately, with the urge to run away.

Why was the person she met when she jumped from the tree that day in her house?

Zhen Shicheng's laughter came: "Miss Jiang, we meet again."

Jiang Si calmed down and went forward to greet Jiang Ancheng and Zhen Shicheng, but Yu Guang couldn't help but fall towards Zhen Heng.

Zhen Shicheng quietly glanced at his son's reaction.

The stinky boy has repeatedly dismissed his proposal, and now he doesn't know what to think.

Zhen Heng doesn't have any thoughts now, and the images of that day's encounter are all over and over in his mind.

The girl with long raven hair falling from the sky gradually melted away from the girl in front of her.

It turned out that she was a girl from Dongping Bo's Mansion, not the forest spirit he thought.

With this knowledge, for some reason, the young man's white ears turned red.

Zhen Shicheng saw his son's reaction in his eyes, and he was so angry.

Good, you stinky boy, in front of your own father, you acted like you were going to be a monk, and now you are almost drooling out, it's a shame for him!

"Cough cough." Zhen Shicheng coughed twice.

Zhen Heng woke up like a dream, and lowered his head in a hurry, but the heat on his face had not subsided for a long time. He didn't know where to put his hands, and he didn't dare to look at the girl again.

The girl's voice was soft and soft, and the tone of the conversation with his father was very familiar, without the slightest embarrassment.

Zhen Heng listened quietly, and a vague thought arose in his heart: It turns out that my father is sometimes reliable.

With this thought, his ears couldn't help but turn redder, and he secretly scolded himself for being useless.

She looked at him like this, should he laugh at him?

Thinking of this, Zhen Heng glanced at Jiang Si quietly.

Jiang seemed not to look in Zhen Heng's direction.

It was a little embarrassing to be caught by this man and see her jumping from the tree, but that was all. She and this person are just strangers in the end, and she doesn't care much about the opinions of strangers now.

In her previous life, she cared too much about the opinions of the world, so she lived so tiring and vain, and finally learned the lesson.

A voice came from the door again: "I heard that Mr. Zhen is coming, and the lower official has lost his way to welcome him. I hope that Mr. Zhen will not be blamed."

Master Jiang Er walked in with the wind in his footsteps.

Zhen Shicheng frowned quickly.

He brought his son to secretly see his future daughter-in-law, what kind of trouble did this person cause?

Despite this thought, Zhen Shicheng calmly greeted Mr. Jiang Er on his face.

Mr. Jiang Er was quite surprised when he noticed that Jiang Si was here: "Why is Si'er here?"

Before waiting for Jiang Si to answer, Zhen Shicheng said, "This official is here to thank Miss Jiang."

"Thank you for Si'er?" Mr. Jiang Er couldn't ask Zhen Shicheng, and aimed at Jiang Ancheng.

Jiang Ancheng suppressed his complacency, and said to Jiang Si: "Sir, you should go back first."

Jiang Si bowed his knees: "Master Zhen, father, second uncle, I will retire first."

Zhen Shicheng waved his hands and said with a smile, "Miss Jiang will call me Zhen Shibo in the future. It's too outrageous to call me Lord Zhen."

A look of surprise flashed in Jiang Er's eyes.

What exactly did the fourth girl do to make the third-rank officers treat her so differently?

Shibo - does this mean you want to befriend the big brother?

Jiang didn't expect such a change, Xiao Yingying blessed Zhen Shicheng: "Zhen Shibo."

In the previous life, her father was kicked out of the house and was down and down, and the second uncle's inheritance of the title was like a sharp sword hanging in her heart, making her dare not forget it for a moment.

It would undoubtedly be of great benefit for her father to have a good relationship with Lord Zhen, and she really respected Lord Zhen's character and ability, and she was very willing to call this "Zhen Shibo".

Zhen Shicheng, such a keen person, naturally heard this sincerity, laughed and said to Jiang Ancheng: "Brother, you have raised a good daughter, I am really envious."

Jiang Ancheng was busy and humble: "Where, I'm just more sensible than the stinky boy."

Zhen Shicheng suddenly felt a confidant: "It's true..."

The two of them blamed their son together, but the more they talked, the more speculative they became, which completely cooled Mr. Jiang Er to the side.

The more Zhen Heng listened, the more pressure he felt.

Whether it is his father or Miss Jiang's father, he has no good feelings for his son——

He raised his eyes and subconsciously chased the girl's figure, only to find that the other party had already left.

After leaving Dongping Uncle's Mansion, Zhen Heng was hesitant to say anything on the way back.

Zhen Shicheng was aware of Qiuhao, but he ignored his son.

Hmph, I pushed three and four and four before, but now I am tempted. If you have anything to say, just hold back. Anyway, he is not in a hurry.

Returning to the back house of Shuntian Mansion, Zhen Heng finally couldn't help but say, "Father—"

"Huh?" Zhen Shicheng glanced at his red-faced son and refused to say a word more.

Today, I will teach this stinky boy what Feng Shui turns!

Zhen Heng endured the heat on his face and tried his best to look calm and calm: "Is the girl you met today the girl you praised so much before?"

"Full of praise?" Zhen Shicheng was surprised, "No, right, when did father praise a little girl full of praise?"

Zhen Heng's mouth twitched.

Sooner or later, he will do something to beat Lao Tzu.

"Uh, by the way, my father always thought that Axi was a good girl, and praised her many times. Are you asking her?"

Axi is the female role played by Zhen Shicheng. Because she is a young girl, there are no people around Zhen Shicheng who don't know about it.

Zhen Heng's face darkened.

Is this really the father? It can be considered that he has seized the opportunity to ridicule him, and he has spared no effort.

Seeing Zhen Shicheng's old fox-like smile, Zhen Heng resigned and bowed his head: "It's... my father mentioned a few days ago that he liked a girl..."

The one who wants to marry him back!

Zhen Shicheng suddenly realized: "Uh, yes, but now for my father, I feel that the melons that are forced to be twisted are not sweet, and the flowers that are forcibly picked are not fragrant. That's all."

Zhen Heng looked at Zhen Shicheng eagerly, and was about to accuse him that his words were not counted.

Zhen Shicheng calmly stroked his beard: "I have something to do for my father, so I'm going to the study."

Since the son is in a hurry, he is not in a hurry. Whoever wants to marry a wife is in a hurry.

But the little bastard is really superficial. He said so much and he was indifferent. He roared anxiously when he saw it today. It can be seen that he was simply attracted to the beauty of other people's little girls.

Seeing his father ruthlessly leaving, Zhen Heng finally couldn't help but say, "Father, that melon... is not too hard..."

Zhen Shicheng looked at Zhen Heng, and asked after a while, "Want this daughter-in-law?"

Zhen Heng blushed slightly and nodded: "I want it."