Chapter 117: Otherwise, You'll Marry Me
Qing Moyan looked at Ru Xiaonan with a serious face, "You're not getting married?"
"Not married. Ru Xiaonan shook her little head like a rattle, "I'm not going anywhere." ”
"Is this true?" a glimmer of light flashed in Qing Moyan's eyes.
"Well, no one is as good as you, how can I get married. Ru Xiaonan said with a little loss, it seems that she has no chance with the husband of the Pianpian scholar.
"Otherwise, you'll marry me. Qing Moyan said casually.
Ru Xiaonan thought she had heard it wrong, and she was stunned for a long time and didn't come back to her senses.
Qing Moyan saw that she was looking at herself in a daze, reached out and pinched her face, got up and led her to continue walking towards the courtyard.
As if he didn't say that sentence just now.
"Actually...... It's not impossible to ......," there was a low grunt around him.
The corners of Qing Moyan's lips curved, and he didn't chase after him, but said casually: "Don't worry, you can think slowly." ”
Hearing this, Ru Xiaonan's shoulders relaxed, and the nervousness soon disappeared.
Counting, this is the first time she has encountered someone confessing to her, this should be regarded as a confession, right?
She's not so sure, either.
Qing Moyan is not a person who likes to joke, he shouldn't be deliberately teasing her.
Originally, she was nervous and wanted to ask clearly, but when she heard Qing Moyan say that she could be allowed to think slowly, she immediately lost her heart and lungs.
Anyway, she's still young, so let's think about this kind of thing when I'm free.
Back in the yard, Ru Xiaonan went to see the lightning strike wood first.
Qing Moyan ordered someone to clean up a room to store the piece of wood.
"Why does the emperor want to reward me?" asked Ru Xiaonan.
"Didn't you promise the emperor to make a stand-in talisman for him in the future. Qing Moyan tapped her head.
This little thing's heart is too big, and others promised the emperor that they were desperately trying to do it, but she was fine, and she forgot about it.
Ru Xiaonan said "oops", "So that's the case." ”
Qing Moyan threw off his robe and picked up the knife on the shelf next to him, "How much wood do you need to cut?"
Ru Xiaonan was surprised, "Do you want to do it now?"
"Make a block first, and wear it yourself. Qingmo said expressionlessly.
The piece on Ru Xiaonan's body was given to the Queen Mother as a birthday gift, and Qing Moyan felt a little uneasy as soon as she thought of it.
As the old saying goes, if the crockpot is not broken from the well, the general will inevitably die in battle.
Ru Xiaonan knows all the spells that these people can't understand, so the probability of her encountering danger in this kind of thing is quite high, and if there is really an accident, he doesn't even have the ability to remedy.
With the help of Qing Moyan, Ru Xiaonan quickly made the prototype of the stand-in talisman, and she yawned again and again.
Seeing this, Qing Moyan had no choice but to let her put down her work and go back to rest.
In the next few days, Ru Xiaonan has been busy making stand-ins.
Qing Moyan will go to Dali Temple as an errand during the day, and will rush back before evening, sometimes to help her cut some wood, sometimes to read books next to her, and occasionally the housekeeper will come, saying that the Hou Ye has been invited, and they have been pushed by Qing Moyan under various excuses.
When the old marquis heard the steward's reply, his heart became more and more sullen.
The Hou Mansion has already begun to decline, and the income of the shop in his hand is not as good as a year, so he can only rely on his little money to fill the holes in the mansion.
Originally, his income was not too small, but he had to support his second son, watching his son grow up day by day, and spending a lot of money to give him some trust, but there was no result until now.
Thinking of the reward that Qing Moyan brought back that night, he felt impetuous, and found a steward to send him to Qing Moyan's side, "You go and call that rebel to come over, just say that I have something to find him!"
The steward was sent away by Qing Moyan several times.
The more the old marquis thought about it, the more angry he became, and scolded the servants around him: "Go find the second young master and let him go to his eldest brother's courtyard to see what he is doing!"
The servant went to the second young master's courtyard to spread the word.
The second young master was whipped by the Hou Ye a while ago and couldn't get out of bed, and he just got well recently.
Seeing that his father asked people to pass the word, he was frightened and hurriedly changed his clothes, and crawled to Qing Moyan's side.
Xuanyu came to the front of the main house and reported: "The second young master is here." ”
Qingmo Yan was writing with a pen, and when he heard Xuanyu's report, he looked up and looked at Ru Xiaonan, who was concentrating on harmonizing cinnabar.
"What is he doing here?" Qing Moyan put down the brush and said in a cold tone.
"I heard that the Hou Ye asked him to come over, of course the second master didn't dare to slack off. Xuanyu said disdainfully.
"Let's just say I'm busy with business. Qing Moyan picked up the pen again.
Seeing this, Xuanyu immediately understood Shizi's decision and withdrew.
The second young master was standing in the courtyard at this time, looking into the main room nervously.
In the courtyard, there were a few small houses, carrying a small wooden box in their hands, the lid of which had not yet been closed, and the golden light could be vaguely seen inside.
The second young master's eyes immediately opened.
"How can the young lady like to play with the gold and silver, and get things everywhere, what a ...... I'm not afraid of losing it. A little guy sighed.
"What is the son of the world afraid of, which one who is not long-sighted dares to steal it?" said another little man, and the two of them walked away slowly carrying the box as they spoke.
The second young master wanted to follow behind to see more clearly, but the dead soldiers guarding the courtyard cast a vigilant look at him.
He swallowed his saliva and watched as the two men walked away.
Looking in the direction of the main house, the second young master was a little distracted.
The eldest brother never asked his father for a monthly ceremony, but he was able to live freely and look at himself...... I have to rely on my father everywhere.
He had no money in his hand, and he was humiliated even when he went out to ask friends to drink and socialize, and every time he settled the account, he buried his head low, eager to get into the cracks in the ground.
came and went, and those people didn't like to go out with him.
Gritting his teeth, the second young master reached into his sleeve and took out an oiled paper bag.
It was handed over to him by Bai Gongzi of Bai Yulou, saying that he could catch that little monster with it.
No poison, no ruthlessness, no husband, as long as he hands over the little monster to Bai Gongzi, won't the official position and money come at that time.
After looking around the main house, and seeing that Xuanyu hadn't come yet, the second young master quietly poked the paper bag, his sleeves hung down, and he walked around slowly, and sprinkled the powder in the paper bag on the path under the cover of his sleeves......
After a while, Xuanyu came back, "The prince is busy with official business, so I don't have time to see you, the second master, please go back." ”
The second young master didn't force it, and quickly left the courtyard.
The next morning, Qingmo Yan had just left the Hou Mansion, and Ru Xiaonan was fiddling with her magic tools in the courtyard.
Because there were a lot of sawdust thrown up during the making of the magic tools, she went to the yard to do these things.
The breeze blew, and she suddenly sniffed, raised her head, and sneezed loudly.
He raised his hand and rubbed his nose.
Ru Xiaonan was stunned.
What's going on, when did her hands turn into claws?