Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Young Master of the Mansion Who Is Crazy About Love
As soon as he looked up, he saw a man with an angry face sitting right away, he was wearing a green bamboo robe embroidered with gold thread, a silver cloak was draped outside, and his black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he was actually an extremely handsome young man.
Yun Peichang grinned in pain and said, "Don't you Chengguo Mansion even have a royal law?" How can you beat people at will as before, it is because you are a relative of the emperor and the country, so you will disregard people's lives. β
"Stay away from her." Dong Lang saw Yu Zhiyan standing behind him with a pitiful look, and couldn't help but be even more angry, "Who are you?" β
Yu Zhiyan came out from behind him, "He is my unmarried husband, and now he is here to redeem me." β
As soon as he heard this, Dong Lang got off the horse and grabbed her arm at once, "Didn't you sell it to the Chengguo Mansion, how can you just leave, what if Young Master Ben doesn't let you go." β
Yun Peichang was so immortal that he put his hand on Yu Zhiyan's waist and hugged him into his arms, "As the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy one family." Since we are husband and wife, why should you ruin people's marriages? β
When Dong Lang saw his unruly hands, he immediately picked up the whip in his hand and threw it at him, and said angrily: "What a husband and wife." β
Yu Zhiyan blocked in front of him, and the whip happened to be thrown on her body, and she suddenly burst into tears, looking extremely aggrieved.
Seeing this, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, where is the injury?" β
She touched her fire-like arm, "The slave is fine. β
Dong Lang hurriedly dragged her to the mansion, and then instructed the servants in the mansion: "Drive him out, and never allow him to step into our mansion for half a step in the future." β
He pulled Yu Zhiyan all the way to her room, and reached out to undo the buckle around her neck, "How is the injury?" Let Master Ben take a look. β
Yu Zhiyan stood there coldly, stared at him and said, "Young Master, please respect yourself." β
"Good, good." Dong Lang shouted angrily, "Whether you live or die, it has nothing to do with Young Master Ben." β
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The most extravagant fireworks building in the city, only to see the dormitory in the cloud top sandalwood as a beam, the crystal jade for the lamp, the pearl for the curtain, Fan Jin for the pillar base. The six-foot-wide agarwood bed is hung next to the shark silk treasure tent, and the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread begonia flowers, and the wind is moving, like falling clouds and mountains and phantom seas. The couch is set up with a green jade incense pillow, covered with soft silkworm ice sticks, and stacked with jade belts.
Several seductively dressed women sat beside Donglang, holding wine glasses and pinching grapes, the most beautiful of which was this year's Oiran branches.
With such a warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, Gu Jue didn't even have half of the interest.
At this moment, I saw that the door was pushed open, and a pink-faced scholar was dragged in.
It's not someone else, it's Yun Peichang.
Dong Lang took the wine handed over by Hua Zhi'er and drank it all in one gulp, "I invited Young Master Yun to come like this, but I was also forced to be helpless, and I ask you not to forgive me." β
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Hua Zhi, and Hua Zhi walked over and personally brought a glass of wine to Yun Peichang, "This master, please." β
With such a coquettish voice, the man was not moved to listen to it.
But Yun Peichang's face turned blue and pale, "What do you mean by this?" β
Dong Lang didn't answer, just clapped his hands, and then two small servants came in outside, carrying a large box in their hands.
When the box was opened, the room was almost illuminated by the gleaming of the gold, and the women who served them were all dumbfounded, and they had never seen so much gold in their gold and silver.
Dong Lang's extremely beautiful face revealed a cold aura, "I only want you to break the marriage contract with Yan'er, and promise me not to go near her for the rest of my life, all this gold is yours." β
Yun Peichang's hand in his sleeve slowly clenched, "Yan'er and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and it is the words of my parents' matchmaker, if I dissolve the marriage contract, wouldn't it be a big unfilial piety." β
Dong Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sarcasm on his lips was inadvertently revealed, "How about I give the beauty next to you to my brother?" As long as you say a word, I will redeem her immediately. β
As soon as Hua Zhi'er heard this, a pair of eyes were filled with water vapor, revealing an indescribable beauty, the two rows of slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the whole person became more and more delicate and pitiful, "You want to be a concubine, and the concubine is willing to follow you for a lifetime." β
Who knew that Yun Peichang didn't look at the beauty and gold and silver, "I was originally a scholar, how could I care about these things outside my body, as long as Young Master Gu can do one thing, I will immediately agree to withdraw from the marriage." β
Dong Lang smiled slightly, "What's the matter?" β
Yun Peichang pushed the window open, only to see that the weather outside was gloomy, and there was a gust of cold wind, presumably a storm was coming.
"The street in front is ten miles, as long as the young master walks ten laps step by step, I will immediately return the marriage letter to Yan'er." Yun Peichang was originally a good person, and this was also said after a long time, but he hoped that this man would not be stupid to that extent.
But he couldn't imagine the extent of Donglang's obsession with Yu Zhiyan anyway.
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The old lady ordered someone to find Yu Zheyan, and talked about first aid gossip, and then slowly put down the tea bowl and looked at her: "I heard that your unmarried husband came to the door?" β
Yu Zhiyan nodded and smiled, "He originally ransomed me out, but the young master didn't allow it, and the slave could only wait for the deadline to expire and go back." β
The old lady smiled: "It's rare to be so infatuated, I'll ask the housekeeper to take your deed of sale, and you will leave the house immediately."
The Duchess of Guo hated Yu Zhiyan so much, but she hoped that she was far away from her son than trying to get rid of her, so that everyone would live in peace.
After she finished speaking, she hurriedly asked the girl to bring a hundred taels of silver tickets, and was about to hand Yu Zhiyan, but a small man came in in a hurry outside, which was his personal servant Jinbao.
Jin Bao plopped and knelt on the ground, "Old lady, the young master is kowtowing along the street, the slave persuaded him for a long time, he was stunned and didn't listen, and drove the slave back." β
The old lady's face suddenly changed greatly, and her eyes involuntarily looked at Yu Zhiyan, but she saw that her face was still indifferent, and she couldn't see the slightest.
"Why is this happening?" The old lady couldn't hold back any longer, picked up the teacup at hand and smashed it on Jinbao's leg, "How did you serve the young master, don't explain it quickly." β
The old lady has always been a bodhisattva in front of everyone, but now that she has such a big fire, Jinbao suddenly trembled with fright, "The slave only knows that he asked the fiancΓ© of the girl to meet, but the slave really doesn't know what the two people said." β
"Okay, it's you." The old lady pointed at Yu Zhiyan angrily, "If Donglang has a good one, see which of you I spare?" β
Yu Zhenyan pretended to be trembling, but saw the old lady and said angrily, "You also come with me." β