There was no movement on the pear bed.
Cheng Yang stopped, started to tie the belt on his side, and said slowly: "Come in."
Wu Liang was overjoyed and hurriedly pushed the door open and said, "General, you're awake!"
He almost tripped over the threshold and fell, barely managed to stand still, and asked in surprise: "How did you wake up?"
Cheng Yang had no expression on his face: "I don't know."
I really don't know.
He had been suffering from a strange poison for many years, and no medicine had any effect.
The doctors all said there was nothing they could do, not even the arrival of the Great Luo God, unless there was a miracle.
He does not believe in evil.
However, in the past few months, the poison had taken a turn for the worse. He managed to put down the rebellion in the southwest, but he began to fall into coma on the way back to the court.
I don't know why I suddenly woke up today.
Could it be that there really is a miracle?
Cheng Yang finally tied the belt and continued walking to the pear bed.
Wu Liang understood and explained: "Your Majesty has arranged a marriage, and the general's daughter, Qing Lingyi, has been married."
Cheng Yang said coldly: "Incompetent."
He has a great career yet to be accomplished and has never thought about getting a wife.
He had only been unconscious for a long time, and they had already caused him such a big trouble.
With a look of impatience on his face, he stood still in front of the couch.
The woman on the couch has a peerless face, so bright that it catches your heart, but she is charming but not seductive, and she is delicate and charming.
Seeing the tears on her face, Cheng Yang suddenly remembered that this was the little crying baby.
When he was assassinated, it was obviously him who was injured, but she cried the most.
It’s only been a few years since I last saw you, and you’ve grown so big.
She was sleeping on her side, with the quilt pulled up to her chin and tucked tightly, her whole body curled up into a ball.
He seemed to be afraid, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.
Wu Liang was still feeling guilty: "If you really don't want to..."
"That's fine."
Cheng Yang interrupted him, "She is good-looking and worthy of being my wife."
With a "crack" sound, the candle suddenly burst into flames, and the flames danced.
Wu Liang was silent for a moment and then got down to business: "General, these days, I have concealed your coma from the outside world. Now that you wake up, you can start to do many things."
Cheng Yang said "hmm", his eyes still on the pear bed: "Don't let the third person know that I woke up, everything is as usual, you continue to pretend that I am still unconscious, and at the same time quietly let out some news about my accident. .Catch a few people out first."
"yes."
Wu Liang was about to retreat when he remembered something: "General."
"explain."
Wu Liang asked tentatively: "Madam is here for the first time, and Aunt Zhao can't tolerate her. Should she be more protective?"
Cheng Yang suddenly smiled: "Madam?"
Seeing him smiling, Wu Liang felt a little panicked.
After following Cheng Yang for many years, he knew that this master never liked to laugh. Every time he smiles, it means nothing good happens. Either kill someone or harm someone.
"She was sent by the emperor to monitor me," Cheng Yang looked away, still smiling, but his words were ruthless, "Sooner or later, she will die, so what if she suffers a little torture."
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Qing Lingyi didn't know anything about this.
She had a good dream, in which Chengyang woke up, smiled and called her by her nickname teasingly: "Hmm?"
She blushed and explained: "My mother got it for me..."
Have a good night's sleep.
The next day, Qing Lingyi got up early, dressed up, and went to pay his respects to his elders.
Because of Cheng Yang's special reasons, her dressing table is located in a side compartment.
Bi Wei, the personal maid who came as a dowry, felt sorry for her: "In such a big house, the girl has to dress up here."
Qing Lingyi couldn't tell the real reason and said casually: "You are married, how can your life be so comfortable?"
She reminded again: "You can't call me girl anymore, you have to call me madam."
Bi Wei pursed her lips: "Okay."
The two of them came out of the courtyard and saw a woman coming this way. She had an orchid temperament and weak bones. She was holding the maid's arm and walking not very fast.
Qing Lingyi's thoughts were flowing.
Cheng Yang's second brother Cheng Yu married the daughter of the Shen family in Wuchuan.
The two are deeply in love and have a son.
Six years ago, Cheng Yu passed away. Shen was so distraught that she cried all day long and her eyes were broken from crying.
I think this is Mr. Shen.
She had walked closer, her almond-shaped eyes were clear but lifeless, and she was identifying people.
Qing Lingyi took the initiative to take a step forward: "Sister-in-law."
Her voice was sweet and soft, like a breeze blowing on her face. Mrs. Shen felt relieved after hearing this, and smiled back at her, asking, "Where are you going, brother and sister?"
Qing Lingyi replied obediently: "I'm going to pay my respects to my mother."
Mrs. Shen said warmly: "Mother is sick and must still be sleeping at this moment. My brothers and sisters might as well go to Cuiyu Courtyard with me."
"Cuiyuyuan?"
"Aunt Zhao lives there, let me go and see her."
Qing Lingyi knew that in addition to his wife Xue, Cheng Yang's father also had a concubine named Zhao.
She deliberately came to the main courtyard so early. Thinking about it carefully, Mrs. Shen thought that Qing Lingyi was newlywed, so she came here specially to provide some help.
Qing Lingyi was very moved and responded: "I will go with my sister-in-law."
Walking through flowers and willows along the way, Shen said in detail: "The family has been in the military for generations, and the children and grandchildren have all gone to the battlefield. The old general, the eldest brother, Yu Lang... Nowadays, apart from the third master, there are only a bunch of women and children in the family." My mother has been ill for days, my sister-in-law has passed away two years ago, and I have no means, so Aunt Zhao takes over as housekeeper."
In fact, these Qing Lingyi knew it, but they still listened patiently.
"When Aunt Zhao was fifteen, her parents died in the war. The old general saw that she was helpless, so he took her home. One day, the old general and the old lady had a temper and spent one night with Aunt Zhao, and then they She took her as my concubine. Aunt Zhao has no children, so she recently brought her niece to stay at home."
"Niece?" Qing Lingyi looked sideways.
"My surname is Ye, my maiden name is Tilan. She is seventeen years old, and she looks pretty. I looked at her coldly. Aunt Zhao wanted to marry her niece to the third master, but His Majesty decided to marry her first."
While talking, Cuiyuyuan arrived.
Just as he was about to enter the main room, a white porcelain lamp suddenly hit him head on.
Qing Lingyi grabbed Shen with quick eyes and hands.
With a "pop" sound, the tea cup fell to pieces on the ground in front of them.
At the same time, a curse came from the room: "Shameless vixen!"
Qing Lingyi was puzzled.
It's so early in the morning, what's going on?
After entering the door, there was a wide couch in the hall. Aunt Zhao was sitting there, with a bun on her head and a row of coral beads inserted at an angle.
There were several maids and servants kneeling in front of the bed, and Aunt Zhao was lecturing them: "Idiots who have a mother but not a mother, don't even think about how much they weigh, how dare they mess with me!"
Listening to these words, Qing Lingyi seemed to be sarcastically criticizing her.
As soon as she stood still, Aunt Zhao opened her mouth and asked: "As a bride, I should have come before dawn to serve tea to the elders. When did this happen?"
Qing Lingyi frowned slightly and glanced at her.
Aunt Zhao slapped the couch with a heavy palm: "What do you want me to do? Why don't you kneel down!"
Shen couldn't stand it anymore and took a step forward: "Aunt Zhao, it's not too late..."
"Are you still interceding on behalf of others?" Aunt Zhao squinted, "Last time I asked you to copy the Diamond Sutra twenty times in three days, and now it's the western day. Come to think of it, you haven't finished copying it yet, and you have to kneel for two hours. of!"
