Chapter 47: The Epistle on the Arrow
Xian Yurui and Yu Feiyang stood there without saying a word of comfort, because they both understood that saying anything now would not relieve the pain in her heart, and maybe it would be better to cry.
After Nanrong Muhui cried for a while, she could be considered to have figured it out, and crying couldn't solve any problems. She came out of the house and saw that the sun had just risen outside, and her heart suddenly opened up a lot. She turned to Yu Feiyang and said:
"Finding someone to go to the mass grave to find the old woman and bury her is also a fulfillment of my promise. Now all I have to do is go back to Nam Rong Mansion! ”
Yu Feiyang understood her thoughts, and no matter what he said now, he couldn't stop her from going back. But now at this time, Xian Yurui is about to marry Nanrong Muhan, and going back now will not only destroy this family business, but also cause a series of problems.
"Can't you wait another two months? Time flies by quickly, and it's not too late to go back after these two months. ”
Mu Hui glared at him and said word by word: "Me! Want! Return! South! Glory! Prefecture! ”
Xian Yurui next to him nodded with a smile and said, "Very good, the position of the eldest daughter of Nanrong Mansion was originally yours!" That Nanrong Muhan is not worthy of marrying me at all! ”
Mu Hui laughed softly, turned her face and walked to Xian Yurui's side, she looked at him contemptuously with her noble head held high and said, "I didn't go back for the position of the eldest daughter of Nanrong Mansion, let alone to marry you." I won't leave Nam Rong until I finish what I'm going to do! Don't want to marry me! ”
Xian Yurui didn't expect that she, a big girl who had not been out of the cabinet, would talk to herself like this, and this way of speaking made him feel very strange.
"It's all up to you. Someone here takes care of you, so I'll go back first. You wait here, and I'll let Nan Rongmu take you back. ”
After saying that, he smiled and turned to leave. Yu Feiyang wanted to go up to stop him, but he stopped there halfway through. Now he can't stop Mu Hui from meeting Nanrong Mansion at all.
When he returned to Xian Yu's house, Xian Yurui didn't change his clothes, so he hurriedly walked to the warm pavilion.
The woman in the room is graceful and luxurious, lying on the side of the chaise longue and closing her eyes to recuperate, and the incense burner next to her gently spreads a trace of repeated fragrance in the room, and the smell makes people think about it.
The housekeeper in the room bowed her head and saluted, "Childe, Madame is resting, if you have something to do, please come back after this time." ”
Xian Yurui whispered into the room: "The child has something to discuss with his mother." ”
The woman's brow furrowed slightly, and the big maid beside her immediately stepped forward and gently helped her up. She tidied up her dress, raised her eyes and glanced at Xian Yurui, and said with a smile: "What made you so flustered, you have to say it now?" ”
Xian Yurui saluted and said: "Mother, what you asked me to do yesterday has been done, and the old woman is probably in the mass grave now." ”
The woman nodded and smiled and said, "Very well, I know I didn't see the wrong person." Do you have anything else to do besides this? ”
Xian Yurui nodded and said: "There is one more thing, can I not marry that Nanrong Muhan, she is vicious, I don't want to marry such a woman in the future." ”
The woman's eyes suddenly became fierce, she squinted her eyes and glanced at Xian Yurui, and then said with a gentle smile on her face: "Rui'er, although you are not my own child. But have I ever treated you badly since I was in charge of the feed? ”
Xian Yurui was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Mother, what are you talking about?" ”
Gongyi Zhiying walked up to him and said, "If you don't marry this Nanrong Muhan, how can we explain to your father?" How to explain to Nan Rongmu? We rarely marry the Nanrong family for generations, can we know? ”
Although her voice was very soft, it was very majestic, Xian Yurui sighed, shook her head helplessly, and said, "I naturally understand." But didn't my father marry Nanrong Jingmin, the eldest lady of the Nanrong family, in the previous generation? ”
Gongyi Zhiying immediately glared at him, he immediately lowered his head and took a step back and said, "How dare you talk about the elder's affairs?" I see that you haven't eaten the house law for a long time, and your ass is itchy and tight! ”
Xian Yurui shook his head helplessly, he understood that it would be useless to say more, so he could only shake his head and say, "Okay, everything is subject to my mother's arrangement." The child has other things to do. ”
After Xian Yurui came out of the warm pavilion, his face immediately became expressionless. He sometimes hates that he does this, always in front of others and behind two faces. But he had to do this, what kind of character is Gongyi Zhiying, if he behaves too smartly, this Xian Yu family will be her own son Xian Yuhao sooner or later.
He also understood that marrying the eldest daughter of the Nanrong family was very helpful to his career. But Nanrong Muhan is insidious and vicious. It's really married, and he really doesn't know how to face such a disgusting woman.
Now Nanrong Muhui's appearance makes his eyes shine, and he was originally very impressed by this girl in the maple garden four years ago. The problems of the second prince did not make her bow her head. If he marries the eldest daughter of Nanrong Mansion who is so smart and lovely, it will be very gratifying.
Now Gongyi Zhiying still doesn't know that there is another eldest daughter in Nanrong Mansion, and now is a good opportunity for him to start. A knowing smile appeared on his face, and he turned around and went to Nanrong Mansion.
Nan Rongmu in the Jinghe Hall of Nanrong Mansion is crouching on the table to check the yellow calendar, the emperor and the concubines of the harem want to go to the maple garden to play, let him arrange it, he is trying to pick a few good days and prepare the clothes used by the emperor and the ladies when they travel.
When he looked up, he saw a sharp arrow flying over his head, shooting impartially at the screen behind him. Looking at the sharp arrow, his brow furrowed, no one dared to pass a letter to him like this for many years.
With a little interest, he opened the letter, and the words on it were crooked, and at first glance, it was written with his left hand.
After reading the note, the anger in his heart slowly ignited. He didn't expect that the Hu clan would lie that Nanrong Muhui and his eldest daughter had been missing for several years, and now they suddenly appeared in the capital, he didn't understand what the reason was?
He called out to Chief Manager Yin, and took a few family members and rode towards the medical officer. Manager Yin looked at Nan Rongmu's expression and asked cautiously, "What happened to the master?" ”
Nan Rongmu's face turned a little pale, he looked at Manager Yin and sighed and said, "When I see Nanrong Muhui, many things may have answers." ”
Manager Yin didn't expect that four years had passed, and he would hear the name of Nanrong Muhui again. Four years ago, after Hu went to visit and came back, he actually said that she was missing, many said that she was found out with a strange man and fled, and some people said that she was not the eldest lady of the Nanrong family in the first place, but she was just an impostor.
Everyone had different opinions, but no one saw this Nan Rong Muhui, and this matter was suppressed by Nan Rong Mu. If he didn't mention it, naturally no one asked again. He didn't expect her to appear in the capital again just after the year of Jilu.