Chapter 137: Marriage

The breeze caressed the hair of the two of them, and they were intimately entangled.

The kiss was deep, and Jiang Shu couldn't help but moan.

Yu Zheng seemed to be encouraged, and the offensive intensified, as if he wanted to rub her into the blood.

kept kissing until Jiang Shu was almost out of breath, and her lips were painful and numb, and Yu Zheng reluctantly let go of her.

Jiang Shu was paralyzed in Yu Zheng's arms, and saw that the sunset on the horizon was gone, leaving only a gorgeous sunset.

She hadn't seen enough yet.

Yu Zheng hugged her tightly, and his voice was hoarse: "I'll take you to see when I come back." ”

Jiang Shu responded softly and reached out to hug Yu Zheng's waist.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw Yu Zheng's mountain-like Adam's apple, and leaned over to kiss it slightly.

"Hmm!" Yu Zheng snorted, only to feel that his blood was tumbling all over his body.

Hearing his reaction, Jiang Shu thought about it and nibbled lightly with his teeth.

"Shhh Yu Zheng took a sharp breath and bit Jiang Shu's earlobe.

Jiang Shu's gnawed skin was hot and delicate, and he hurriedly pushed Yu Zheng away.

Looking at her face, which was redder than the sunset on the horizon, Yu Zheng asked with a smile: "Is it still skinny?" ”

Jiang Shu glared at him in shame, got up and said, "It's getting dark, I'm going back." ”

Yu Zheng caught a glimpse of the peony that fell on the ground, picked it up and held it in his hand.

The two of them went down the hill and walked to the river, only to see Tanyu in sight of the wind.

"Tanyu?" Jiang Shu shouted.

"Hey!" Tanyu answered behind her.

Jiang Shu turned his head to look and saw that Tanyu was holding a peony full of herbs, in any color and form.

"Poof, you're going to be a flower thief?" Jiang Shu couldn't help but joke.

Tan Yu Zhenzhen said: "No one appreciates so many peonies here, and they will wither in a few days, it's a pity." ”

Hearing this, Yu Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes looked at Jiang Shu with a deep meaning: "That's right, a good flower can be folded straight." ”

As he spoke, he stuffed the peony in his hand into Jiang Shu's hand.

Jiang Shu lowered his eyes and looked at the peony in his arms, recalling Yu Zheng's words, and swallowed his saliva in horror.

On the way back, Tan Yu sat in the carriage, holding a large handful of peonies, like a vase.

Jiang Shu looked funny, and suddenly thought that when the peony flowers bloomed last year, she was still in the Jing'an Hou Mansion.

The world is really unpredictable.

When the carriage stopped at Jiang's house, it was already dark and there were few pedestrians on the road.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Jiang Shu and Tan Yu got out of the car without attracting attention.

Chafeng was about to drive away, but Tan Yu hesitated several times but stopped him.

"Can you help me chase the clouds?" Tan Yu took out a bunch of peonies and handed it to Chafeng, with a plea.

"It's a nuisance." The impatient one snatched it and drove away in the carriage.

Tan Yu was bottomless in his heart: "The owner, he will chase the clouds, right?" ”

Jiang Shu affirmed: "Yes, the prince is in the car." ”

When Tan Yu heard this, he was immediately relieved.

The master and servant each held a peony, and the other held a handful of peonies, and entered Jiang's house.

Back at Shutong Courtyard, Luo Yu looked at the flowers in their hands and asked in surprise, "Where did you get so many peonies?" ”

"Picked." Tanyu replied happily.

As soon as Yu Yu saw the expressions of the two, he knew that there was something else. In front of the other maidservants, she didn't ask much, and planned to ask Tanyu again when she rested in the evening.

Since returning to Jiang's house, Jiang Shu has had a lot less scruples, and Yu Yu has gradually learned about her relationship with Yu Zheng.

It's just that Jiang Shu told them that now is not the time, and they must not go out and show it.

The sisters solemnly promised that they would never live up to Jiang Shu's trust.

After all, even Jiang's father and mother Jiang Ning didn't know about this.

Jiang Shu didn't mean to hide it from them, but the time had not yet come, and he said that he was afraid that they would be worried, which would only increase their worries.

Jiang Shu asked Yu Yu to find a small porcelain bottle, inserted the peony and put it on the dressing table, and could see it as soon as he woke up every day.

Yu Yu felt that one was a bit monotonous, so she asked, "Girl, I see that there are a lot of Tanyu, but do you want to bring some more?" ”

Jiang Shu shook his head: "No, just raise this one." ”

The peony that Yu Zheng folded for her was beginning to bloom, and it could bloom for a few days if it was carefully maintained.

This night, Jiang Shu smelled the fragrance of peony and slept very sweetly.

Early the next morning, Jiang's mother came to Jiang Shu's yard.

"What did you do yesterday? I heard from someone who said that he didn't come back until dark. Jiang's mother looked worried.

No matter how she says it, she is also a girl's family, and it is not good to come back too late.

Jiang Shuqing coughed, his eyes flashed, "I didn't go anywhere, I was just late outside." ”

Jiang's mother didn't want to ask where she went, but she was just worried about her safety.

"Are you done? Tomorrow Ning'er will have a holiday in October, and you can take care of your father at home, and we just go to Zhaojue Temple. ”

This is the main purpose of Jiang's mother.

Jiang Shu thought that Jiang Ji didn't have much to do recently, but he could have some free time, so he nodded and responded.

"Then let's go tomorrow."

After getting the right words, Jiang's mother was relieved and calculated: "In addition to asking for peace for you tomorrow, I will also ask for marriage by the way."

"Huh?" Jiang Shu was surprised.

Jiang's mother thought she was unwilling, so she took her hand and said earnestly: "Since you have already left, you should let go of the past and start again." ”

"No, mother, I ......" Jiang Shu wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Jiang's mother.

"Don't worry, this time my mother won't force you again, and she won't force it anymore, everything will go naturally." Mother Jiang looked tolerant.

Jiang Shu raised her forehead, she wanted to say that her marriage had already been settled, and there was no need to ask for it. But Jiang's mother didn't give her a chance at all, and still persuaded herself.

"Shu'er, my mother knows that you are very disappointed in men. But one person will be at a loss, and two people will support each other. ”

"This life is short and long, and it is better to find someone who knows cold and hot by your side, so that you can rely on it."

"Yes, my mother is right, I will listen to my mother." Jiang Shu gave up the explanation and chose to obey.

Anyway, she and Yu Zheng haven't come to fruition yet, so maybe it's more stable to ask for it.

Mother Jiang smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, then you can get busy, and my mother will prepare for tomorrow's incense." ”

"By the way, you can't dress like this tomorrow, don't deceive in front of the Buddha."

Before leaving, Jiang's mother specially instructed.

Jiang Shu looked down at his man's outfit, and was suddenly a little frightened.

The last time she offered incense in Lingyin Temple, she was also dressed up like this, and the Buddha wouldn't blame her, right?

Because of Jiang's mother's words, Jiang Shu was in a trance all day.

When she went to Zhaojue Temple the next day, she listened to Jiang's mother's words, put on a skirt and powdered powder, and dressed up as a serious daughter.

"That's what a girl's house should look like." Jiang Mu nodded again and again after seeing this.

The mother and daughter took a carriage out of the city to Zhaojue Temple.

The weather in early summer is not yet hot, and the ladies and ladies all seize this time to worship the Buddha together.

Jiang Shu lifted the curtain, and also saw many literati students, playing and enjoying the scenery and composing poems all the way.

Jiang Mu was a little contemptuous when she saw it: "Singing poems on the way to the Buddhist temple is simply Sima Zhao's heart, and passers-by know it." ”

Jiang Shu smiled and said softly: "If you can form a good relationship, it is also a good thing." ”

As Jiang's mother said, these literati students are all drunkards, and they don't mean to drink.

The world loves many talented people, and Zhaojue Temple is the favorite Buddhist temple of the nobles in Shangjing.

It was these scholars who saw the opportunity to pretend to enjoy the scenery and compose poems on the road, revealing their talents and appearance, so as to attract the favor of the nobles.

Someone chanted a poem and looked up at the car window, and Jiang Shu hurriedly lowered the car curtain.