Back at Feng Zhai, Ming Yi felt a little more relaxed. Most of the guards at the gate withdrew, leaving only four capable leaders, saying that they were ordered by Lord Wu to withdraw when the nursing home invited by Ming Niangzi arrived.

Huazi is good at wine, and she is afraid that she will always trouble Cen Bo when she returns at night, so she does not live in Feng Mansion, but only asks for a room in Rongyifang, and goes to live from time to time. Ming Yi knew that he was a good person, and half of the reason why he didn't live in Feng Mansion was because of Ming Yi's statement. He is different from Chu Boyan, he is quite old and has a bad reputation, so it is better to avoid suspicion.

Mingyi just waited for Chu Boyan to come back, and asked him to bring a message to Zixian and choose a few capable nursing homes to live in. In this way, he himself simply moved in with him, and it was better to take care of each other. It is also convenient to live in the same place with the nursing home, separated from the house by a garden, so as not to interfere with each other.

Mingyi went to Lianshan and Yinniang's new house to take a look, the room was more spacious than her current one, and the lighting was good, so it should be very suitable as a new home for the two. The beds, couches, suitcases, and wooden cabinets are all original ones, and Xia Huanfeng made new furniture for the overall decoration of this house. Lian Shan added a set of dressing tables and a bookcase, and it can be seen that although he is not very reluctant to this marriage, since he has agreed, he is also making plans for the days when the two will live together in the future.

The bedding and pillows have been replaced with red clothes, which were purchased by Yinniang, and they were in time, spending more silver and less fine embroidery. Ming Yi thought, and will make up for her later.

Dried dates and lotus seeds are sprinkled on the red embroidered gold silk quilt, which is particularly vivid and full of wishes.

Tomorrow night, the wedding clothes of the two can also be made in advance, and the morning after tomorrow, a simple ceremony will be done in the Feng Mansion Hall, and the marriage book will be exchanged and sent to the government, and the name of the husband and wife of the two will be settled.

It is inevitable to think of my own set of wedding clothes, how much thought I have spent, how many expectations I have, and I just lie at the bottom of the box in vain, becoming an untouchable sore spot. I don't know if I will have the opportunity to wear a wedding dress in this life, eh, if he marries Wu Qianping, he will visit the church for the third time, no matter how he thinks about it, he will be at a loss. Forget it, it's not the time to think about it.

I only hope that everything I am worried about in my heart can also be settled steadily after this marriage.

After drinking half of the nourishing decoction, Ming Yi calculated, and it would not be long before he could finally get rid of the life of being a medicine jar every day. I can feel that my body is gradually rejuvenating, and I don't feel very tired when I rushed to the south of the city today. This point also needs to be thanked for the qi at the beginning of the time, and now that I think about it, this is just the best of both worlds, and it served as a container for his excess internal strength.

Every time I think of the benefits of the previous one, I use a rational and cold perspective to cut off my self-inflicted feelings, which is an effective method.

Of course, when it comes to effectiveness, nothing compares to the smile of the person in my heart now, as long as it is not in front of me, it is exceptionally clear. For example, now, the night has fallen, and he is still in the future, but every once in a while I see his appearance in front of him, as if he has been enchanted.

"Lady, have you slept?" Shidong's voice trembled.

"Come in." was startled by her steps, but empty of joy. Mingyi tried his best to suppress his disappointment, and he couldn't let himself be swayed by his feelings.

Shi Dong was afraid that the news he brought would displease De Mingyi, so he said uneasily: "Master Wu's subordinates brought a message, saying that Lord Wu has something to do tonight and can't come. ”

"Oh." Ming Yi pretended to be calm, but her heart was dull, and it was difficult to breathe heavily, she saw Shidong's appearance, I was afraid that it was more than that, "Did you say the reason?" ”

Shi Dong wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't have time, so he had to tell the truth: "Lord Wu said that today is the birthday of Lord Wei, and he must drink a few more glasses, I am afraid that he will not be able to return the wine." ”

Mingyi didn't want to speak, waved his hand, and let Shidong retreat.

Mingyi threw himself heavily on the bed, still feeling that he couldn't let out a breath of anger.

When the father-in-law of the family is a longevity, he must be a son-in-law who serves well before and after the saddle. What's more, the Wei family is not a small family, and there are a lot of celebrations in the court, how can this fast son-in-law not behave well?

If necessary, do you want to show affection with Wei Shouyan? She could imagine that those official wives grabbed Shouyan and asked her when she would be a mother, and she would shyly glance at Wu Qianping and laugh stupidly. As for Wu Qianping, he will definitely continue to say that he is working hard.

It's too much to drink, and you can't return it. What do you mean? Is it to treat him here as an outhouse? Joke, he is a guest when he comes, how can he say hello if he doesn't come one day.

If you drink too much, you just live in the house of your father-in-law, and if you don't do it, you will fulfill the expectations of the Wei family in advance, so that Wei Shouyan will have a child.

Thinking about it, the fire went up, hated him, hated himself even more for being unproductive, bit the quilt, plugged all the angry scolding, leaving only a whining sound, swollen gums, and a sore hand tearing the quilt.

After venting, I was inexplicably grieving. Why is it so unchic? Didn't you think about taking what you need and achieving each other? Didn't you accept such an ambiguous and indifferent name? It's just that in the future, the whole person is in chaos.

One night, he was angry and crying, and he felt extremely cold and boring, and there was nothing to be attached to in the world, and he thought about the man's clever words sentence by sentence, and pulled out words to convince himself that he still had a sincere heart for himself after all. At this moment, I must not indulge myself in being so deep, just be a playmate with value for him, and never bother thinking about it again. The next moment he softened again, thinking, three wives and four concubines in this world are originally ordinary, as long as he is sincere, even if he is small, it is not something that cannot be accepted, as long as he does not marry a concubine.

When he woke up on the second day, Ming Yi had forgotten how he had fallen asleep, and had experienced the most difficult night in the world, tossing himself so much that he had no strength at all, and he was simply asleep. Thinking about it, she feels ashamed, even in the bloody wind and rain, in the place of saber rattling, she has never done this. thought that he could focus on his career prospects, but in the end, he still couldn't win the word love.

What was even more angry was that in the early morning, the sun came into the house, and the man was still nowhere to be seen. I couldn't help but think masochistically, it must have been too passionate with Shouyan last night, and I couldn't wake up in the morning. Bastard, I won't let him touch me again. At least, a month, well, half a month!

I don't want to wait for him all the time, look forward to him, and I can't control myself. Mingyi had no choice but to ignore Cen Bo's dissuasion and sweep around the yard with a broom. The wind is cold and cold, and the work is hard, but this can make the brain stop a little. She swept all the way with a broom as if she had a grudge against the fallen leaves, and she saw that Hua Zixian and Chu Bo, who were practicing martial arts, looked at each other, and didn't dare to ask. Brocade clothes pull Tang