Chapter 129: The Future Lady

Sima Wansheng was stunned in place, and Chu Nanxuan's words caught her off guard.

Those two short sentences made her upset, she didn't know, how to face this great benefactor in the future, did she really want to be ungrateful, and hide from Chu Nanxuan from now on, when everything never happened?

The sound of Lu Shi speaking brought her back to her senses.

"Guan Sheng, are you okay?" Lu Shi looked Sima Guansheng up and down.

Sima Guansheng's gaze fell on Sima Qu, and she was ready to be scolded by Sima Qu.

To her surprise, Sima Qu's face did not have the slightest wave, but a little joy.

She hurriedly squeezed the sword spike in her hand, and subconsciously raised her arms to cover the torn dress in front of her, and then squeezed out a slight smile and said, "Mother, Guan Sheng is fine, let's go home!" ”

Lu nodded in response, and the group of people walked towards the outside of the temple.

At this moment, it was already noon, and after walking a few steps, Sima Qu actually proposed to go back home after eating in the temple.

On weekdays, he disdains these things of praying to God and worshiping Buddha, but today he is full of interest, which shows that he is not in a good mood.

Outside the temple gate, Yao Yunmeng wandered anxiously in front of the carriage. After waiting for Chu Nanxuan to come out for a long time, she sent someone to go in to look for her.

When she saw the people sent out coming back, she didn't wait for them to report, and asked urgently, "Have you found the young master?" ”

"Mrs. Hui, we searched every corner of the temple, but we didn't find any trace of the young master."

"Where will this kid go?" Yao Yunmeng was so worried that he spun in place, his brows furrowed.

The mother-in-law next to her said with relief: "Madam, the young master has both civil and military skills, and he can do anything easily, so Madame doesn't need to worry too much." ”

At this time, Chu Nanxuan walked out from behind the wall, and Yao Yunmeng immediately pounced, grabbed his hand, and asked long and short questions.

"Son! Where have you been? I haven't been back for a long time, and I'm worried about it. ”

"The mother is too worried, the son only does things in proportion, and when he encounters such things in the future, the mother can relax. Let's go, Mother, and we'll go home. ”

As the mother and son spoke, they got on the horse, and the carriage ran down the mountain.

Sitting in the carriage, Yao Yunmeng carefully observed his son's strange appearance. Although Chu Nanxuan didn't smile, she could see from Chu Nanxuan's eyes that the feelings were different from usual.

She was sure that something big was going to happen to her son.

"Son, what did you just do?"

Chu Nanxuan did not shy away from concealing it, "My son is going to save your future daughter-in-law, and my son's future wife is gone." ”

When the words fell, Yao Yunmeng was dumbfounded.

Her son, who has always spoken with a single eye, spoke a little frivolously today, which really surprised her.

She excitedly grabbed Chu Nanxuan's hand and asked, "You have someone you like, which girl is it?" Tell your mother quickly. ”

"Mother, the girl hasn't nodded yet, and when the girl nods, the son will tell the mother and bother the mother to go to propose marriage for the son."

When Yao Yunmeng heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he didn't like it, and said coldly: "What is this thing that my son said, since ancient times, marriage has been a major event, and he has followed the words of his parents. Which girl is it? If you don't know how to be polite, you have to choose a husband yourself? ”

"The mother misunderstood, it was the son who wanted her to be willing, without the slightest reluctance."

Yao Yunmeng's curiosity was aroused by him, and he wanted to ask again which girl this mysterious future daughter-in-law was. However, Chu Nanxuan didn't seem to have the intention of continuing to speak, she didn't want to force Chu Nanxuan, so she changed the topic and talked about other things.

Sima Mansion, inside the Liuying Pavilion.

Zhong Xiaoniang knocked on the dried fruits in the courtyard, looking forward to it.

When she saw the man in charge of the news returning, she couldn't wait to get up, ready to listen to what happened to the poor hoof.

Is it to make Wanjia spurn? Or will you "respect each other" with a bastard who steals chickens and dogs from now on?

That's how she thought about it, and her heart blossomed.

The maid gasped, leaned over and saluted, and said urgently: "Zhong Xiaoniang, the head of the house, the head of the house, they are back." ”

"Go, listen again, I want to know the fate of that person in Lichun Pavilion for the first time."

The head of the house looked quite happy, and he talked and laughed with his wife and returned to listen to the snow pavilion. This son, the second girl is afraid that she has already returned to Lichun Pavilion. ”

"What?" Zhong Xiaoniang's eyes widened angrily, and she glared at the maid with an angry expression.

The maid was so frightened by her roar that she bowed her head and didn't dare to squeak.

How is this possible? Sima Qu has such a good face, how can he tolerate it? How is it possible that there is no movement at all?

She sat back on the stone bench with her fingers, and her fingers squeaked at the stone table, and she was stunned for a while, before asking, "Did you bring any strange men back?" ”

"Back to Zhong Xiaoniang, they are all people in the house, and there are no strangers."

She was completely desperate, and her face was full of hatred in addition to loss. Everything that I worked so hard to plan, why did it turn out like this, and what went wrong?

She waved weakly to signal the maid to retreat, and at this moment, she was full of disappointment and didn't want to say anything.

After the maid retreated, Mother Wen was relieved: "Zhong Xiaoniang, maybe the head of the family deliberately did it for outsiders not to publicize the ugliness of the family!" ”

Lu Shi said angrily: "Catch the thief and catch the dirty, catch the traitor and catch the double." Didn't you hear Mei'er say that there are no strange men? If there is a problem on our side, you can go to the king and ask the leprosy. ”

"All right, the slave woman will go and find the king's leper."

"If he doesn't do anything after receiving the money, let someone break his legs and throw him to the mine, so that the overseer can send him to reincarnation as soon as possible. If so, remember to warn him that we are grasshoppers on a rope, and if we say the wrong thing, he will surely die. ”

Although it is a peaceful and prosperous world, greedy people are everywhere, as long as they make more silver, there are people who are willing to lick the blood on the tip of the knife.

Especially a bachelor like Wang Lezi, who has no father or mother, has no worries, and even if he disappears, no one will care.

"The slave woman wrote it down, and she will do it." Mother Wen responded, exited the yard and walked towards the back door.

Lichun Pavilion, Sima Guansheng's residence.

At this moment, Sima Guansheng and Ru Shuang had already arrived in the courtyard of Lichun Pavilion, Ru Shuang glanced around, and saw that no one else was there, so she said in a low voice guiltily: "Second girl, it's useless to be a slave, the slave betrayed the second girl, and I hope the second girl will forgive." ”

Although Sima Guansheng didn't understand what the "betrayal" in Rushuang's mouth meant, she didn't ask, but responded very calmly: "What's there, let's talk about it when I go back to the house." ”

Rushuang stopped talking, followed her tremblingly, and returned to her boudoir.

As soon as she entered the door, Ling's mother greeted her with a smile, and before Ling's mother could speak, Sima Guansheng took the first step and said: "Ling's mother, tell me to go down, prepare hot water, change my dress, and I want to bathe and change clothes." ”

"Slave go!" Ru Shuang wanted to make up for it, so she took the initiative to ask Ying to do what Sima Guansheng ordered. With that, Mali left the room.

"This girl, today's actions are quite sharp." Mother Ling watched Ru Shuang go out with a smile, and when she turned around, she saw Sima Guansheng sitting on the chair, her face was pale and full of sadness, "Second girl, your face is not very good, are you too tired today?" ”

Today, I am indeed too tired, not only my body, but also my mind, so tired and chaotic. She always felt restless and couldn't concentrate.

"Mother Ling, if you help me make a cup of tranquil tea, I always feel restless."

"The slave woman will go." Ling's mother responded and went to find Ning Shen's tea leaves to make tea.

Sima Wansheng was stunned for a while, and then slowly got up and put the sweat-soaked sword spike in his hand into an empty brocade box with exquisite workmanship.

After a short time, Ling's mother brought it up with the freshly brewed hot tea, and put her hands on Sima Guansheng's hand.

"Second girl, if you have something on your mind, the slave woman is willing to be a listener and solve problems for you." As she spoke, she went to pound the copper-colored smoker on the table, looked for calming spices, carefully added them to the smoker, and found a fire fold to light it.

Sima Guansheng turned a deaf ear to Ling's mother's words, everything that happened in Tiangong Temple was still like a nightmare at the moment, lingering in his mind.

Suddenly, the whole room was filled with a faint fragrance, which was unscrupulously stuffed into the tip of her nose, and she closed her eyes slightly, feeling the relaxation brought by the fragrance.

It's really immediate, her heartbeat is not so fast, the whole person is soft, like lying in a sea of flowers, next to her are flying butterflies, so beautiful.

The surroundings are so quiet, so quiet that you can hear the murmuring of flowing water and the sound of the wind supporting the grass and trees.

She had no distractions, she just wanted to lie down in this sea of flowers and sleep beautifully.

"Second girl, the hot water is ready."

Rushuang's voice instantly pulled her thoughts back, and when she saw everything she was familiar with, she had a little disappointment on her face. It turned out that everything was just an illusion after excessive panic.

She got up and walked straight to the shower.

The water in the tub is steaming, and a layer of colorful petals floats on the surface of the water.

She began to slowly undress herself and bury herself in the tub.

She always felt that she had the smell of that bad man, a suffocating smell, and she had to clean it thoroughly and try to forget the dangerous nightmare.

Ru Shuang dutifully served beside her, she was afraid that Sima Guansheng would blame her, and no longer treat her like a sister like before, or no longer let her be an errand in Lichun Pavilion.

Although she is not smart, she also knows that in this house, Sima Guansheng has the best temperament, and she never beats and scolds the subordinates who serve around her.

That time I went to Liuying Pavilion to deliver cloth, Zhong Xiaoniang's face, she still hasn't forgotten it. If she is sent to serve such a master, I am afraid that she will not have a good life in the future.

Therefore, no matter what, she must continue to stay by Sima Guansheng's side.

Sima Guansheng leaned on the edge of the bathtub, closed his eyes and recuperated, enjoying the comfort brought by the hot water.

When she finished bathing and changing, she touched the empty arms, and then remembered that the thousand gold medals were gone.

She didn't care about getting dressed, she immediately pushed away Rushuang, who was tying her belt, and frantically rummaged through the dresses she had just changed, and searched for them in the dresses.

Seeing her like this, Ru Shuang frowned slightly, her face was full of doubts, and she asked tentatively in a low voice, "Second girl, did you lose something?" ”

"Have you seen my thousand gold medals?"

"The slave maid never saw it, second girl, didn't you let Mother Ling take it for a long time?" Ru Shuang shook her head in response.