After pushing each other further, Ling Mubing's flower was about to be thanked, so she had to slap the table, pointed to the two mother-in-law girls in front of her and said, "You, tell the good news first." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info then, you, say the bad news again. ”

With someone to make an idea, Han Xiaoying immediately reported the amount of silver earned in the past few days one by one, and the final sum was a sum that made people laugh in their dreams.

"Haha, the rouge made by Sister Mu Bing is a bestseller, not to mention the essence that is sold every day, and she has earned thirty taels of silver in just seven days!" Han Xiaoying's face was full of red light.

Ling Mubing didn't think so, she never paid much attention to whether the money was more or less, so she looked at Su Xue and raised her eyebrows and said, "It's time for you to say." ”

Ling Suxue paused, and glanced at each of their faces, which was considered to give them a time to prepare mentally. Then he slowly pursed his lips and said: "The day before yesterday, Xiao Ying saw that she made a lot of money, so I asked her to buy candied fruit to eat, and on the way back, I met two officials patrolling the streets, and they sighed and said that their adults were very unlucky. The woman he likes doesn't like him, and the woman he doesn't like can't get rid of. And the two families ignored his opinion and directly scheduled the family affair for the eighth day of next month. ”

After finishing speaking, Han Xiaoying's little heart jumped violently, and his face was like a bitter melon: "What? Lord Zhizhou is going to get married next month? And marry a woman you don't like? ”

Ling Suxue nodded lightly: "That's what the officials patrolling the streets said. Then she cast her eyes on Ling Mubing's face and looked straight at her.

Ling Mubing was as calm as standing water on the surface, but in fact, his heart also jumped violently. Recalling the scene where Si Mingxu chased her that day, I'm afraid he really didn't like that rich lady.

Otherwise, how could he have left her and called her.

But now, he is unhappy, what can she do?

Since ancient times, marriage events have been the words of matchmakers, arranged by parents, and it is really difficult to disobey.

Ling Mubing could only say with regret, and said: "On the day he got married, let's go and congratulate him together." ”

Ling Suxue was stunned for a moment, her sister's heart was so wide, and there was obviously a wisp of sadness floating in her eyes, but she wanted to pretend to be strong and want to congratulate. I really don't understand what she thinks.

Han Xiaoying was direct, shaking her head frequently with tears: "I'm not going!" I can't stand the taste of watching my first love marry someone else, and he doesn't like it. With that, she wiped her tears and rushed to the bed of Lingsu Xue, hugged the pillow and cried.

Ling Suxue had long expected that she would be like this, and handed her veil over to comfort her.

Lingmu Bing sat in the hall stupidly, drinking herbal tea cup after cup in amazement, cold and dripping his throat, like drinking bitter water.

In the days that followed, the business of selling rouge deteriorated day by day. This is not because Han Xiaoying is in a bad mood and indifferent to hospitality, but after a peak period, the number of women in the county who have rouge has reached saturation, and they need to wait for the last month when they run out of rouge before they will meet the peak again.

simply took advantage of the lack of customers, Han Xiaoying was depressed, so he pushed the stall to Ling Suxue to take care of, and he carried the silver two to be a customer and went shopping on the street.

She sighed in two steps, and mourned in three steps, making herself walk like a lovelorn girl with a sad face. sighed more than 20 times, but I was really in no mood to go any further, and turned into a big teahouse where I could listen to the play. As soon as I looked at it, I saw Si Mingxu sitting in the corner.

She wanted to hide, wanted to exit the teahouse, but couldn't help but glance at it more. He was found twisting the teapot in his hand, his cheeks flushed, and he was drunkenly muttering something to himself on the table. She couldn't control her legs and ran to the corner, facing the drunken-eyed Si Mingxu, and comforted her in a bad mood: "My lord, the little girl knows that you have all kinds of sorrow in your heart, but this kind of drinking to eliminate sorrow not only hurts your body, but she will still be depressed when she wakes up......"

Si Mingxu shook his red head, took her hand, and interrupted: "Mu Bing!" You're finally willing to see me? ”

Alas...... He still hasn't come out of Sister Mu Bing's shadow. Han Xiaoying sighed and gently pulled out his hand: "My lord, you are wrong. ”

The drunk Si Mingxu didn't care, continued to grab her hand, gently pressed it on his hot cheek, and sobbed like a child holding his doll: "Mu Bing, I don't want to marry Miss Feng." Although she has a good family background and is gentle and kind, I can't be happy with her. Because I only have one you in my heart, and I can no longer hold anyone else. ”

Han Xiaoying knew that she didn't have a chance, but when she heard him complain, her eyes couldn't help but redden.

Si Mingxu thought that Ling Mubing ignored her, so he gradually turned his grievances into complaints, grabbed the hands on his face, gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect you to be such a ruthless woman, giving me warmth but ignoring me, looking for you many times, you didn't even see you." Do you know I think about you every day? ”

Han Xiaoying really couldn't listen to it, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control her crying, so she hurriedly pulled out her hand and ran towards the outside of the teahouse.

Si Mingxu's face was empty, and his expression immediately regretted, thinking that his words were too much, so the other party left without saying a word, so he poured it directly into the spout of the wine jug heartbrokenly.

Han Xiaoying ran all the way through the bazaar with tears, ignoring Ling Suxue's call, ran back to Yutian Village in one breath, came to the thatched hut and stood in front of Ling Mubing, gasping for half a pillar of incense, before he pleaded with tears: "Sister Mu Bing, go and see Lord Zhizhou, he is sitting in the teahouse listening to the play and crying while drinking." ”

Ling Mubing held the teacup and turned around, her eyes dim: "What is he crying about?" ”

"Crying for what?" Han Xiaoying angrily scolded Mu Bing for splitting his head and covering his face: "You still ask me why he is crying?" He likes you, he misses you, and he dreams of you every day when he thinks about you. And you? You are ruthless, chic, you don't have to worry about anything else except making rouge every day, you don't have to worry about anything else, you never thought that Lord Zhizhou would be grief for you, right? ”

"Go on." Ling Mubing was leisurely, letting her vent.

Han Xiaoying seized the opportunity, and really gritted her teeth and vented fiercely. It took an hour to pour out the unhappiness in his heart.

Ling Mubing plucked out his ears: "It's over." ”

Han Xiaoying opened her mouth to say something, but her mouth was dry, and she really had nothing to say, so she poured herself a glass of water and drank it, shaking her head to say that she had nothing to say.

In this way, it was Ling Mubing's turn to speak at length, and every word was beaded.

"You say I'm ruthless, I'm all unintentional. But have you ever thought that with my current status, my mother can agree to accept me? Besides, the first governor of Jin'an County marrying Miss Feng is a happy thing for everyone. If he doesn't like it for a while, won't he like it forever? And please think more about it, you pig brain, compared with Miss Feng, whose family has better conditions, isn't it obvious? They get married to live, not a lifetime of ups and downs, and when they have children in the future, they will have a light on their faces when they go to visit relatives! ”

A worldly reason sprayed Han Xiaoying's crows silently.