1658. Chapter 1658: She's So Virtuous?
This sentence came out, and no one answered.
Probably, she herself doesn't need an answer.
The King of Bohai wants to marry Jinling, Ao Jiayu marries here, who else can he marry?
After saying those words, Pei Yuanxiu closed his mouth, his thin lips pursed into a line, and the deep hanging stitches in the center of his eyebrows became more and more conspicuous, as if the silence at the moment was because all the words and feelings were hidden in it.
The room was eerily quiet.
Then, I heard a stumbling footsteps, and when I looked up, it was Han Zitong who was walking backwards in a messy manner, until he reached the table, his leg hit a stool, and then he sat down blankly.
Han Ruoshi only turned her head to look at her, and when she turned back again, her face had regained calm, although she was still a little pale, but the smile that slowly floated had already concealed all the previous distractions and trance, she took a deep breath, immediately walked to Pei Yuanxiu's side, and gently held his arm: "That's it, it's okay." β
Pei Yuanxiu looked down at her.
Han Ruoshi lowered her head, her long eyelashes covered her shining eyes, and said softly: "I have actually been optimistic about Miss Jiayu. She is young and beautiful, and she is the daughter of the King of Bohai, if she marries into Jinling, the King of Bohai will completely belong to our camp. β
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"Besides, my health has always been bad, and I have been married until now, and I haven't added a son and a half daughter to my husband. β
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"Miss Jiayu has passed the door, if she can add a son and a half daughter to her husband and continue the incense, it will be a great thing. β
Pei Yuanxiu looked at her with a slight emotion: "Ruoshi ......"
Han Ruoshi raised her head and looked at her, and smiled softly: "Such a good thing, my husband should have sued me earlier." β
Pei Yuanxiu looked at her and was silent for a long time before saying, "I haven't decided yet." β
"No decision? Why?"
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He didn't speak, but subconsciously glanced at me.
I was lying on the couch, feeling their gaze fall on me, and raised my head to look at them, with a harmless and ignorant expression, but I looked at Han Ruoshi.
She, so virtuous?
Han Ruoshi glanced at me, and then looked back at Pei Yuanxiu: "Husband?"
Pei Yuanxiu looked back at her and said, "No, it's okay." β
Han Ruoshi said enthusiastically: "Regardless of whether this matter is decided or not, preparations still have to be made." After all, she is the daughter of the King of Bohai, and I, as a sister, can't let her come over and be wronged. β
I looked at Han Zitong, who was sitting on the other side, silent all the time, as if something invisible, heavy burden had been pressed on her thin shoulders, and she couldn't lift her head.
Han Ruoshi didn't look at her, and climbed Pei Yuanxiu's shoulder with one hand: "Husband, this matter must be considered in the long run." β
Pei Yuanxiu thought for a while and said, "Let's talk about it." Don't you, don't you have something to do? β
"That's you, husbandβ"
"I, I'll stay for a moment. β
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"I still have something to say to Lightlight. β
Han Ruoshi glanced at me, her face and eyes were full of tenderness, and nodded at him: "Okay." Then I'll go out first. β
After speaking, he turned around and left, just walked to the door, stopped again, glanced back at Han Zitong, and said half-lukewarmly: "Zitong, didn't you hear? What are you still sitting here?"
Han Zitong's face was pale, like an ice sculpture whose blood had condensed into ice, and there was no temperature until this time, she stood up completely intuitively by holding on to the edge of the table, staggered a little, and then turned around and slowly walked to her room.
Han Ruoshi turned around and left.
The door was also hidden.
I thought Pei Yuanxiu was going to say something to me immediately, but the two of them left, and only me and him were left in the room, but he was silent, standing in the center of the room with his hands behind his back, his broad shoulders drooping slightly.
He said he had something to say to me, but I really didn't know what else to say at this time.
So, I just looked at him in silence.
The two of them were like this, one was standing, the other was lying, but they had their own silence for different purposes, I don't know how long it took, he didn't look back, just said in a low voice with a somewhat hoarse voice: "This, is this what you want to see?"
I looked up at him slightly.
He slowly turned his head: "This is what you want to see?"
I suddenly smiled: "What are you talking about, I don't understand." β
He looked me in the eye: "You know. β
I still smiled indifferently: "These decisions are all made by yourself, and their decisions are also made by themselves, and they have nothing to do with me." β
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"If I can drive you to make decisions, then why don't I drive you to put down what you are doing?"
His throat choked slightly, as if he was deaf to what I had just said, and only said, "I brought you back to Jinling, and I was ready to accept what you did, but this time, I don't know what your purpose is." β
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"Do you want me to marry Ao Jiayu?"
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"Or Han Zitong?"
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"What is your purpose?"
His gaze was gentle, but there was also a bit of sharp inquiry in his gentleness, and when he looked into my eyes, it was as if a pair of invisible hands were reaching out from them, trying to penetrate deep into my eyes. I still just smiled faintly, then yawned and said, "I'm tired." β
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"If it's okay, go about your business. Miss Ao Jiayu is not an ordinary person, the daughter of the King of Bohai to marry her, this house must prepare in advance, and she can't be treated lightly. β
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"I want to rest. β
As I spoke, I slowly moved my injured leg to the ground, and was about to stand up, when I felt a figure flash in front of me, and it was he who walked to the couch and picked me up again.
This time, I didn't even have room to refuse, he carried me two or three steps to the side of the bed, gently put it on the head of the bed, and took a soft cushion to tuck it on my body, and reached out to help me comb the messy hair on my shoulders, looked into my eyes, and whispered: "Don't move, don't hurt yourself again." β
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I looked at his close gaze and lowered my eyelids in silence.
He looked at me for a few more moments, finally sighed, then straightened up, turned and walked out.
It wasn't until his back disappeared outside the gate that I finally breathed a sigh of relief, my tense shoulders were slightly unloaded, and I opened the corner of my skirt and looked at my ankles, in fact, it was just a little red and swollen, I reached out and rubbed it gently, it didn't hurt too much, as long as it didn't touch the injury, it didn't feel too much. The doctor was right, he didn't need to apply medicine, and he would get better in a day or two.
It's just that I got the news I wanted the most.
Sure enough, the King of Bohai was prepared for this marriage.
In fact, I am not completely guessing, from the first time I met the brothers and sisters of the Ao family, I heard Ao Zhi say to Ao Jiayu that he didn't have time to finish:
"You're not too young, it's time to talkβ"
I didn't finish this sentence, but I understood at that time that what he was going to say was "talking about marriage".
Reasoning, an elder brother will not mention this matter to his sister at any time, unless this matter is really on his heart, and then think about the purpose of their two brothers and sisters coming to Jinling, he will understand it to some extent. Ao Ping and Pei Yuanxiu want to marry to strengthen the integration of forces between the two sides, and Ao Zhiying marries Han Zitong is naturally the first choice, but for them, nothing can be completely certain, and they must choose an alternative.
This alternative is Ao Jiayu, who is obviously willful and naΓ―ve, and is not suitable for any mission, but he came to Jinling with Ao Zhi.
Ao Ping probably didn't want his daughter to marry someone else, so Ao Zhiying married Han Zitong was their best choice, but he would definitely think that since Han Ruoshi had married Pei Yuanxiu, generally speaking, it was very common for sisters to serve a husband together, so this marriage is likely to encounter obstacles, so as an alternative, Ao Jiayu's arrival is not accidental.
And now, it is very smooth, the relationship between the two sisters of the Han family has deteriorated, although Han Zitong may not be able to be so decisive, and she hurts herself more, but Han Ruoshi obviously doesn't think so.
Some things in Jinling Mansion will be chaotic for at least a few days.
Then, in such a chaotic time, they had to prepare for the marriage of Pei Yuanxiu and Ao Jiayu.
Although Pei Yuanxiu said that he was still hesitating, in fact, this matter could not allow him to hesitate for too long, after all, Ao Ping's side was a very necessary help for him, and he could not really "search the mountains and check the sea" to arrest a person as he said before, so it is very likely that he needs to settle this matter on the seventh day of the first month of November, before the army started, and held a wedding.
In this way-
My heartbeat increased slightly, and the fingertips that had been gently rubbing my ankles made me moan in low pain.
Just then, the door was pushed open.
Han Zitong walked in from the outside, and when he heard my moaning, he immediately frowned and walked to the bed, looked down at my ankle, and paused: "Are you really injured?"
I glanced up at her, "Is there a fake?"
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She didn't speak, but the gaze was already clear to me, and she suspected me of faking a fake injury from the very beginning.
I only lightly hooked the corners of my lips, retracted my feet and covered them with the quilt, and then said lightly: "You are all really interesting, obviously you did it yourself, and you made your own decisions, but in the end you have to pile it on my head? Can I have such a great ability in Jinling? Could it be that I am the king of Jinling, or if I am the emperor, can I force marriage and marriage?"
Han Zitong looked at me for a long time, and there seemed to be another flash of light in his eyes, and he turned his head gloomily: "Today's matter, I know it has nothing to do with you." β
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I raised my eyebrows slightly and looked at her lonely back, walked to the table, and sat down slowly on the edge of the table.
I smiled quietly, "Oh?