Yin Chen nodded, vaguely feeling that his neck was cold as if he was leaking wind, how could he think that the master's eyes were so strange?

Jing Ying twisted her eyebrows, her face froze, and she asked in a cold tone, "What does she want your dirty pants for?" ”

Yin Chen shook his head, and couldn't help trembling in his heart: "The little one asked, but Qi Yin only said that her young lady needed it, and she didn't know what to do." ”

"Don't know?" The corners of Jing Ying's mouth tugged slightly, and anger appeared on her face, "She doesn't want me to know." ”

"Master, if you are really not at ease, it is better to ask Miss Xun now, anyway, Zhao Wangfu is only a few streets away from Anfu, and with your light skills, you should be able to arrive soon."

"To ask? What to ask? Ask her why she took your dirty pants? Jing Ying couldn't help but exhale angrily, "Does this king seem to be such a boring person?" ”

But the master ......, "Master, aren't you bored when you're sulking now?"

"Okay, don't talk to this king about her in the future." Jing Ying waved her hand and said in an unhappy tone.

Yin Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, turned around and quietly retreated, fortunately, it was okay...... It's a blessing that the master didn't castrate him.

This Miss Xun is really, why do you want a man to molest pants? Oh yes, Miss Xun also asked him to pass on the message to Jing Ying, saying that she wanted to express her gratitude for what happened in the palace last time.

The momentum of the master was too terrifying, Yin Chen forgot about this stubble all of a sudden, so he hurriedly turned back, wanting to tell the master, thinking that the master would feel better now.

As a result, Yin Chen had just left with his front foot, but when he turned around with his back foot, he found that the room was empty, leaving only a window lattice that was swaying in the wind.

It seems that the person has already left through the window, and this prince is really, if you don't leave the door, what are you doing through the window?

Yin Chen shook his head in incomprehension, then turned around and left.

……

Hanyunju, Xun Xuan had just finished bathing and came out of the inner room, and saw the chime sound coming back from an errand outside.

"Got something?" Because she had just finished bathing, Xun Xuan was only draped in a light gauze robe, and the graceful waist of the woman under the clothes was faintly visible, which was very moving.

Qi Yin nodded, handed Yin Chen's obscene pants to Xun Xuan's eyes, and his face was difficult: "Miss, please take a look!" ”

Xun Xuan stepped forward a few points, then covered her nose with her hand, and showed a touch of disgust on her face: "Why is it so stinky?" ”

Qi Yin lowered his head helplessly: "He said that this is his cleaner one, and he has only been wearing it for more than ten days." ”

Xun Xuan laughed in surprise: "Ten days? No wonder it stinks. ”

"Miss, what should I do with this thing?" Qi Yin glanced at the things in his hand in embarrassment, after all, it was the man's personal belongings, and if he didn't handle it well, he would be discovered, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I plan to send this thing to An Xuehan together with the Bodhisattva golden statue, before An Xuehan makes a move, you must put this thing away, and no one will find out." Xun Xuan commanded lightly.

Chi Yin nodded: "The slave and maid know, the slave and maid must be carefully put away." ”

"It's not too early, so go back and rest." Xun Xuan said.

Soon after Qi Yin left, the candles in Xun Xuan's house were quietly extinguished, and the entire Hanyun Residence fell into a silent darkness, and no one paid attention to a slender figure standing on the eaves.

I see...... Xun Zhi, Xun Zhi, this is what you want to hide from this king?

What a trick to lose, Xun Zhi, you are really looking forward to this king more and more......

The corners of the man's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and the figure in the cold moonlight suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared, and everything returned to its original appearance.

……

When I woke up the next morning, several female ladies in Anfu were still attending morning classes, and the emperor's decree had arrived.

As soon as An Lingqing heard the emperor's decree, her face suddenly turned like ashes, after all, she still couldn't escape the bad luck of marrying Zhu Ziqi, and her life was completely over.

Even if An Lingqing had 11,000 reluctances in his heart, where could he resist the holy decree?

But even so, she definitely has to pull a cushion on her back, Xun Zhi...... You should have borne all this, but you passed it on to me, and I will never let you escape so easily.

An Lingqing glanced at Xun Xuan on the side viciously, then got up and went out first, walking towards the front hall to prepare to receive the order.

The rest of the ladies also went to the antechamber one after another.

Before leaving, Xun Xuan deliberately gestured to Qi Yin, Qi Yin nodded, and hurriedly turned around and went towards Hanyunju.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict said, An Lingqing, the daughter of Hubu Shangshu An Sheng, is smart and beautiful, has both talent and virtue, and is a good match, and specially gives Zhu Ziqi, the son of the marriage master, as his wife, and chooses the day to complete the marriage, Qin this!"

After the eunuch finished reading the marriage decree, he saw An Lingqing kneeling on the ground in a daze, and there was no movement for a long time.

"Miss Ansi, why don't you hurry up and take the order?" The eunuch reminded him dissatisfiedly.

An Lingqing knelt on the ground but remained motionless, as if she was very reluctant, or Liang on the side poked her daughter with her elbow.

This is a holy decree, and if you don't do it well, you will lose your head, and this is not the time to lose your temper.

"Miss An Si! Don't you want to resist the decree? The eunuch's tone became sharp, obviously a little impatient.

An Lingqing had a bitter face, clearly reluctance in his heart, but he had to obey.

After An Lingqing received the holy decree, everyone stood up one after another, only to see An Sheng smiling and stuffing a few taels of silver into the eunuch who passed the decree, and said flatteringly: "The little girl is young and doesn't understand the rules, so please bear with my father-in-law." ”

An Sheng is afraid that the eunuch will go back and tell the emperor that his daughter is reluctant to marry Zhu Ziqi, isn't that a protest?

The eunuch took the money casually, nodded with a smile: "Lord Shangshu, don't worry, our family will not worry about a child." ”

After sending away the eunuch who sent the decree, An Sheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned his head and glared at An Lingqing angrily, and scolded: "If you do something ugly, you should bear the consequences, you have to get married even if you don't get married, don't want the entire An Mansion to suffer with you!" ”

An Lingqing leaned aggrievedly into Liang's arms and burst into tears, shouting: "I won't marry, I won't marry, I don't want to marry that straw bag!" ”

"Humph! You're not married? The corners of An Shengqi's mouth twitched, and he roared, "Okay, it's okay not to marry, unless you shave your hair and go to the nunnery to be a nun, I don't have a daughter like you in Anfu!" ”

"Master, don't scold her anymore, Lingqing is also angry, she is already so uncomfortable, why are you still aggressive?" Liang is a person who can't keep his mouth shut, and he will quarrel with An Sheng again after three or two sentences.

An Sheng was half angry and pointed at Liang's nose and scolded: "Lingqing is because of a mother like you, there will be today's troubles, if you protect her like this, your daughter will be wasted!" ”

After the quarrel, Ansheng didn't want to see the Liang mother and daughter again, so he left the front hall first.

"Fourth sister, don't be sad, isn't the third sister also going to marry into the Zhu Mansion? The two of you sisters happen to be together, which is a good thing. An Xuehan hurriedly comforted.

Old Madam Xing looked at this smoky scene, only felt that it was an eyesore, and without saying a word, she turned around and was about to leave, but was pulled down by An Xuehan.

"Grandmother, don't be in a hurry to leave, Han'er still has something to tell you!" An Xuehan hurriedly approached with a flattering face and persuaded Old Madam Xing to come back.

An Lingqing saw that An Xuehan persuaded Mrs. Xing to come back, and knew that the other party was buying time for herself and the third sister, and the opportunity was rare...... This time, she must break Xun Zhi with one blow, for the sake of her burying marriage.

An Lingqing wiped the tears from her face, and left the front hall with the support of An Yixin and Liang.

Xun Xuan and An Xinyue were also about to go back, but they were blocked by An Xuehan.

"What's the matter with the second cousin?" Xun Xuan asked directly.

An Xuehan smiled and casually made up an excuse: "That's the case, didn't the second sister forget?" In a few days it will be the Double Ninth Festival, in previous years, there will be a prestigious poetry meeting every three years in Beijing, I think the third sister and the fourth sister have already promised to be married, and then go out and show up I'm afraid it's not good, but the three of us are discussing the poetry meeting. ”

As soon as Mrs. Xing heard about the poetry club, she couldn't help but pay attention to it, indeed, the poetry club is indeed a shortcut to fame for many women in ordinary officials' families.

Just because the woman who won the first place in this poetry meeting will also be given special care in the court draft next year, as long as there is no major physical problem, whether it is a female official or becoming the emperor's concubine, it is easy.

Mrs. Xing considered the future of the women in her family, so she had to ask more.

"If the three of you go together, you will be somewhat taken care of, but ...... Miss Childe, who can enter the poetry club, is more or less talented, you can do your best, I don't ask you to do your best, at least you can't shame the family. Old Madam Xing explained.

"This is natural, and my grandmother can rest assured that Han'er has been studying diligently these days, in order to be able to pass the poetry meeting smoothly." An Xuehan said with a smile.

The organizer of this poetry meeting is Guozijian, which is also a school set up by the imperial court for the sons of officials in the DPRK and China and some outstanding students from poor families, so it naturally has a certain degree of fairness.

"Zhi, what about you? Are you ready? When the time comes, you must not drop the chain! Old Madam Xing joked with a smile on Xun Xuan.

"Grandmother is making fun of Ah Zhi again, Ah Zhi must do her best to keep the thin noodles for her grandmother." Xun Xuan also said half-jokingly.

One sentence made Mrs. Xing laugh, and I am afraid that there is no second person in the entire Anfu except Xun Xuan who dares to talk to Mrs. Xing like this.

"Cousin Xun, this is worried in my heart." An Xinyue laughed and joked, and obediently slapped Mrs. Xing's shoulders.

A few people over there talked and laughed, but they left An Xuehan aside, and An Xuehan seemed very out of place.