Such a sentence was very sudden, Xue Ling thought for a while before saying, "Mr. Zeng told his cousin this?" ”

Wang's voice was still very low, and he said, "Yes, what Mr. Zeng said today," Wang glanced back again, but did not hear anyone coming, so he continued in a low voice, "Mr. Zeng has been friends with his husband for many years, and his husband said that he is a character who is unwilling to say much, in this case, since he has spoken, it is very important to think about it, and the husband said it, no matter what, I will come to remind you again." ”

Even if Zeng Yi didn't remind him, Xue Ling would be wary of Nangong Sheng, but Zeng Yi had already said it several times before and after, intentionally or unintentionally.

Xue Ling said, "Actually, cousin doesn't have to worry too much, even if you don't say this, I know it." Except for the necessary contacts, I will never have much contact with him. ”

Although Xue Ling said this, his heart sank a little.

In her impression, Zeng Yi was loyal to the emperor's eldest grandson, and such several reminders had been exceeded.

Xue Ling lowered his eyes.

She always felt that Zeng Yi made her unpredictable, but she vaguely understood Zeng Yi's thoughts. Because of this, she was even more surprised and puzzled in her heart.

In the forbidden spell technique of the Xue family's next volume, there is a kind of mind confusion technique, which can probe the secrets of a person's heart.

She had never used it before, and if there was something that could only be discovered with such a forbidden technique, then she would rather not know.

Two days passed quickly.

The prayer platform was rushed to work overnight and has been built.

Soon it was time to pray for rain.

Xue Ling didn't know what would happen to her that day, but no matter what, she was fearless.

It's not that she's confident, but that she believes in Nangong Sheng. Of course, Xue Ling knew that Nangong Sheng's plan would be planned.

Such a young man, full of planning, every step must be safe, once he has an accident, the dispute between the Wu clan in the north and south will arise, with Nangong Sheng's current strength, he will definitely not be able to parry.

Therefore, she dared to conclude that Nangong Sheng would never allow her to have an accident in the north.

That's why she didn't make waves.

Sizhu had already rushed over, and brought a cup of tea at this time, "The girl will drink it, and now the water for washing is expensive." I don't know if tomorrow's prayer for rain will go well," she looked at Xue Ling with blank eyes, "Is the girl sure?" ”

Xue Ling looked up at the celestial phenomenon.

The art of praying for rain is also about the right time, place and people.

Tomorrow, on the ninth day of the third month, there is an image of the wind turning.

Siyu came over with a few sets of clothes, "Girl, which one are you wearing?" ”

Xue Ling glanced at it, she was in the filial piety period, and her clothes were mainly plain, but a few of the clothes on this trip were witch clothes prepared by her grandmother for her, and the cuffs of the placket and skirt were embroidered with silver silk threads with the unique witch patterns of the Xue family.

The style of the clothes is also the usual style of the Wu people's clothing, but the color is changed to a light plain color.

"Just the witch suit that my grandmother had prepared."

A hair is simply tied up with a white hosta.

A strand of hair scattered from his sideburns.

Xue Ling changed her clothes and got up, her clothes were slim, and her skirt was mopping the floor.

The plain witch suit is different from the cyan.

The plain one has a little more temperament that is not stained with dust, so that people dare not blaspheme.

However, the usual cyan witch robe is full of mystery, making people dare not look at it.

Xue Ling got up and walked out.

Wang waited outside, "Sister Ah Ling, my husband has just been assigned other things by Lord Xu, I'm afraid that he will not be busy for a while, he was originally going to help you, what can I do now?" ”

It seems that this Lord Xu has already thrown himself into King Gangneung.

No.

Xue Ling suddenly woke up.

Perhaps the Xu family has already taken refuge in King Jiangling.

After living for two lives, she naturally knew Nangong Sheng's forbearance and planning, but the vast majority of officials in the DPRK did not know.

This time, King Gangneung is not worried about the affairs of the Northland, he should have eyeliner and can win a victory thousands of miles away.

When Xue Ling thought about it like this, he was almost sure of his thoughts.

She remembered that Nangong Sheng had said to her, cousin is to me the same as Brother Chen is to you.

She also remembered what Nangong Sheng said, Lord Xu wants to marry my cousin Xu to me, if I agree, I can get the help of the Xu family, but at the same time, I will also put myself on the cusp, except to refuse, I have no other way.

When Nangong Sheng said this sentence at that time, Xue Ling always felt more helpless, but now when she tasted it carefully, she had a little more self-deprecation.

Nangong Sheng was thoughtful, and he would not have thought of the possibility of this layer.

He should have guessed that the Xu family's marriage was actually just a temptation.

So he had to say no.

A cousin of a childhood sweetheart, gambling with his future and life, he can't afford to gamble as a royal child.

Xue Ling thought of Xu Lanfeng, if these speculations were true, then this girl was sad and lamentable.

"Sister Ling, what are you thinking?" This sound pulled Xue Ling back.

Xue Ling said apologetically, "I remembered some little things, cousin-in-law, don't worry, just go to pray for rain, there is nothing to do, you stay in the mansion, if I pray for rain successfully, my cousin-in-law remember to store some water in the yard." Wait for me to come back. ”

When Wang heard her say this, and looked at her expression, he felt that she was confident, and immediately put her mind at ease, "Okay, sister, just do your best, wait for you to come back." ”

Xue Ling got up and came to the gate of the mansion, where several carriages were ready. Nangong Sheng and Zeng Yi have just arrived.

Zeng Yi looked over, the girl in front of him gave people a kind of pure retreat, his eyes became deep, and after looking at this one, he turned his head sideways, not daring to look.

Xue Ling stepped forward and saluted.

Nangong Sheng nodded, "Sure enough, there is a bit of a witch girl, Miss Xue, please get into the carriage." ”

Xue Ling sat in the back carriage.

Vehicles drive down the long street.

Because of the drought for months, the streets have long since lost their former prosperity.

The news that a witch doctor had come to help and pray for rain in the south had already spread all over the streets and alleys, but there were many people standing on this street waiting.

Xue Ling lifted the corner of the curtain and glanced outside, and her eyes fell on the bottom of her eyes, which was a complex emotion intertwined with expectation, apprehension and doubt.

The curtain fell.

It's been a long journey.

Xue Ling sat quietly on the carriage, and he didn't know how long it was, maybe it didn't take long.

The carriage finally stopped.

Got out of the carriage.

The venue was very quiet, but when I looked up, there was a dark crowd on both sides.

The rain prayer platform in front of me is two feet high, although the table is wide, but at a glance, I feel that it is a little too high.

Sizhu came with Xue Ling, and she didn't know the situation.

Looking at this prayer platform, I felt a sigh in my heart, "Girl, will it be too high?" ”

Xue Ling didn't speak, and Sizhu didn't dare to ask again.