Old Mrs. Xue chuckled: "It's a beautiful thought! Where in the world can such good things happen every day? It is said that all the lotus flowers in the half-acre pond in Jiang Mansion's backyard are in bloom, and the lotus flowers are shining brightly. It is really beautiful. Jiang Zhao said , I want to hold a lotus banquet."
"This kind of flower-viewing banquet is suitable for women and literati. What can I do for you?" Cheng Yang said with a sarcastic look on his face.
"There are many women in your family. What I want is for Ling Yi to go."
Cheng Yang's face changed slightly, "This is inappropriate."
"What's wrong?"
Cheng Yang was a little bit speechless about Jiang Zhao's son's obsession with his wife.
Old Mrs. Xue said again: "In my opinion, Jiang Zhao wants to hold this lotus banquet with the intention of choosing his daughter-in-law. Jiang Yizhou is not young, but he has no intention of getting a wife. Jiang Zhao must be so anxious that he can't sleep every day. ."
Cheng Yang's lips curved slightly. It's not that Jiang Yizhou doesn't want to marry, it's that the person he wants to marry is now Cheng Yang's wife.
Maybe Jiang Zhao learned about what Jiang Yizhou did after returning to Suidu and guessed his intentions, so he tried every means to hold such a banquet.
"Lingyi is already married. She went to the Fu'u Banquet just to save Jiang Zhao's face. She is now your wife and the face of the family. It's not a good idea to not go out to meet people. The banquet was full of female relatives. If you are really worried, ask Ji Fanzhi to protect you closely."
"Okay," Cheng Yang said, "I will arrange it."
After the matter was settled, Mrs. Xue asked again: "What's going on with Qingli? Didn't I tell you to deal with it quickly to avoid causing trouble?"
"Qingli is dead." Cheng Yang seemed to be saying something insignificant.
"You did it again?" The old lady frowned.
"This is really not true." Cheng Yang also wanted to take action, but he didn't have time.
Qingli fell into the latrine and drowned alive.
When it was fished out, it was full of stench, and its mouth, nose, and ears were filled with filth.
"Then let this matter be a thing of the past," Mrs. Xue reminded him, "don't tell Ling Yi, so as not to scare her again."
"I know." Cheng Yang wanted to go in and see Qing Lingyi again.
Mrs. Xue said again: "And you."
Cheng Yang had no choice but to freeze: "Me?"
Mrs. Xue said coldly: "For your sake, Lingyi said that the fever has nothing to do with you, but I don't quite believe it. You go out these days and don't stay at home."
Cheng Yang was shocked.
"Are you still aggrieved? You know how you scare and bully Ling Yi in private! Just go out and stay for a few days to let Ling Yi take some time off." Mrs. Xue said ruthlessly.
“……”
"Stop me! Remember?" the old lady said to him.
"...Remember." Cheng Yang sighed.
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As soon as Cheng Anle heard about it, he dragged Grandma Sun to Yanshan Residence. When he saw Qing Lingyi lying on the bed, he was so worried that he almost shed tears.
"I'll be fine soon." Qing Lingyi said in a calm tone.
Cheng Anle didn't quite believe it, so he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, sitting next to her.
Qing Lingyi reached out and touched her head, "Lie with me for a while."
Cheng Anle lay down obediently.
The two men lay quietly.
When Cheng Yang entered the bedroom again, both the elder and the younger had fallen asleep.
In the midsummer day, bright and fragmented light and shadow are mottled and intertwined in the room.
He stood silently in front of the bed, looking at their peaceful sleeping faces, and for a moment thought of the description "the years are quiet and peaceful".
He thought he was probably crazy.
But when he thought about not being able to come back in the next few days, he felt that his mother was also crazy.
After a long time, Cheng Yang heard footsteps outside the door.
He withdrew his gaze and folded out.
"General, general." It was Rong He who came.
"what's up?"
"Butler Wu...please, please see me."
Cheng Yang's face was expressionless: "I remember I said that his uncle has just passed away and he has to maintain his filial piety. You will be the housekeeper temporarily for now. There is no need to call him Butler Wu anymore."
Rong He looked embarrassed: "But...but..."
"Tell him to go back so he doesn't have to come again." Cheng Yang's tone was unequivocal.
"……yes."
Rong He did not dare to disobey the general's order, so he gritted his teeth and returned to Yanshan.
Wu Liangzheng was pacing anxiously. When he saw him, he opened his mouth and asked, "What did the general say?"
Rong He didn't look at him, and lowered his head dully.
Wu Liang understood.
His heart felt a lot colder. Although he had expected it, he didn't expect it to be so decisive, and he couldn't even see each other again.
The general really had a problem with him.
Wu Liang stopped under the scorching sun, feeling desperate. The suffocating heat climbed endlessly up his legs.
"Eh? Butler Wu?"
Biwei came back from outside.
Wu Liang slowly turned his head.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you go in?" Biwei put her hands on her brows to block the sun and narrowed her eyes slightly to look at him.
"I……"
Biwei looked at Rong He again. She had never seen this person before, "Who are you?"
Rong He blushed and took two urgent steps back: "I, I, I..."
Biwei is really amazing.
Are all men mute these days? They can’t answer every question.
"That's all." Biwei stepped inside.
Near noon, Qing Lingyi woke up from hunger.
Cheng Anle was still asleep. She sat up gently and touched her forehead. She felt that it was no longer so hot and she felt in good spirits. She then carefully crossed Cheng Anle and climbed out of bed.
She walked out slowly, and Biwei was talking quietly to someone in the corridor.
Finding that she was awake, Biwei immediately came to greet her: "Madam, are you feeling better?"
Qing Lingyi nodded.
“Dr.
Qing Lingyi nodded again, feeling something was strange, so she asked, "By the way, where is Butler Wu?"
Bi Wei's eyes lit up, "I was asking them just now!"
"Um?"
"It is said that the general sympathized with Butler Wu and allowed him to keep his filial piety for his uncle, and specifically relieved him of his position as steward. But when I came back just now, I saw Butler Wu outside the door and he was very lost."
"Saw it outside the door?"
"Yes, at the entrance of Yanshan Residence."
Qing Lingyi frowned, Cheng Yang did not allow Wu Liang to enter Yanshan Residence.
Wu Liang has been married for many years, so it must be very sad for Cheng Yang to act like this.
"Madam, they said," Bi Wei leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Steward Wu is very good. It's really pitiful that his uncle will be involved this time."
Look, other people think so too.
She asked: "Where is the general?"
"I do not know then."
Qing Lingyi raised his eyes and saw Rong He walking quickly outside the door with his head lowered.
She immediately said: "Rong He."
Rong He had an expression on his face that said, "I'm so careful, why would I still see me whining and screwing up?" He stepped forward and said from a distance, "Husband... Madam."
"Is the general in the study?" Qing Lingyi asked.
"No...no, the general is out, out."
"When does he come back?"
"Undecided."
Qing Lingyi sighed, "Okay."
Then she will wait.
And this wait is three days.
When the moon reaches its peak, candles are lit in Yanshan Residence.
Qing Lingyi was sitting in the pavilion, looking out the door. The candlelight was flowing, and a look of sadness formed on her brows.
Gradually, she dozed off a little, supported her head with one hand, and closed her eyes.
Dimly, she smelled the dry aroma, and rough palms caressed her cheeks, stopping at the corners of her lips to rub them gently.
She was awakened by the familiar numbing touch, opened her eyelids and looked: "General——"
Cheng Yang groaned and leaned down.
The lips were clearly close at hand, but his movements stopped.
Qing Lingyi was surprised and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you kiss me anymore?"
