On the day of the Lotus Banquet, the sun was obscured by clouds and the sky was slightly dim.
Bi Wei came in happily and said, "I was originally worried about being too exposed, but I didn't expect God to be kind."
Qing Lingyi was sitting blankly on the bed.
Recently, she really didn't want to talk to Chengyang, but he was always clinging to her.
Especially at night.
I pulled her two or three times yesterday, and her palms were no longer red and swollen, but after all, it had been too long, and she couldn't sleep well, and she was all in a daze.
Biwei stepped forward and heard her whispering softly: "Six days..."
"Huh?" Bi Wei didn't know what she meant, "Madam, what did you say?"
"Nothing." Qing Lingyi shook his head.
She forced herself to wake up and asked, "Have you notified Xiao Anle?"
"Madam mentioned it so many times, we can't forget it even if we want to." Bi said with a smile.
Qing Lingyi forced out a smile and said, "Groom my makeup for me."
Sitting down in front of the dressing table, Wu Liang came in from outside.
Seeing him, Qing Lingyi sighed a little in his heart.
In the past few days, Wu Liang only handed over work to her and rarely went to Cheng Yang's side.
She felt strange and didn't want to talk to Cheng Yang, so she asked Wu Liang.
It turns out that Cheng Yang only resumed his position as Wu Liang's steward, and his deputy was replaced by Rong He.
This shows that Cheng Yang listened to her persuasion, but not much.
"Madam." Wu Liang didn't care. He was very satisfied with being a housekeeper.
Walking forward, he placed a rectangular box of red acid wood on the dressing table.
Qing Lingyi turned his head slightly and said, "What is this?"
"The general prepared it and asked me to give it to my wife." Wu Liang said.
After a moment of silence, Qing Lingyi said: "Then open it and take a look."
The box is covered with red silk cloth, and a golden silk lantern hairpin is displayed on it. The whole piece of gold is made into a hexagonal lantern style. The workmanship is exquisite. You can even see the auspicious patterns engraved on the lantern. There are also auspicious patterns on the six corners. There is a gold necklace. When you pick up the hairpin, the fine necklace shakes slightly, revealing layers of bright golden light.
"It's so beautiful, it must be priceless, right?" Bi Wei praised.
"I don't know. The general just said that he saw it by chance outside and thought it was okay, so he bought it. The general also said that Madam can wear this hairpin to enjoy flowers today." Wu Liang said.
Qing Lingyi's interest was lacking.
When she heard about Cheng Yang, she felt upset.
She nodded perfunctorily, "Then put it on."
After washing up, Qing Lingyi went to find Cheng Anle first.
The little girl was extremely excited, with a happy blush on her chubby cheeks.
"Mom, you are so beautiful today!" This was the first thing Cheng Anle said today.
"I'm so happy!" This was the second sentence. Holding Qing Lingyi's hand, Cheng Anle was so happy that he seemed to fly.
Influenced by her, Qing Lingyi's mood became clearer.
The two of them walked out talking and laughing, and when they left the courtyard gate, they met Cheng Yang and Rong He walking one behind the other.
Seeing his face, Qing Lingyi couldn't help but think of those dark and ambiguous nights.
Thinking of those boring and long things, her smile gradually broke and dissipated.
Cheng Yang took in all her expressions.
"Dad." Cheng Anle saluted.
Cheng Yang walked closer and rubbed the little girl's cheek with his fingers.
But his eyes still stayed on Qing Lingyi's face, quite satisfied, "This hairpin really suits you."
Her appearance is beautiful and her skin is as beautiful as snow. She should be lined with the most precious silks and satins and gold and jade jewelry.
"Thank you, general." Qing Lingyi said warmly.
Cheng Yang could hear a hint of alienation.
Cheng Anle was very excited, "Dad, are we leaving?"
"It's still early," Cheng Yang said calmly, "Let's go to mother's place for breakfast first."
"Didn't you say you were going to enjoy the flowers?"
"I want to go, but not so early." Cheng Yang said.
Cheng Anle seems to understand but not understand.
Qing Lingyi understood.
On the day of the banquet, the host will send a servant to the door to invite guests. If the guests are of lower status, they will arrive earlier, while those of higher status will arrive later.
Now that Cheng Yang has made great achievements in battle and holds a high position of power, it would be inconsistent with his status to die too early.
What's more, Cheng Yang doesn't like the Jiang family, so he has to put on airs.
As soon as he put on his airs, it was almost noon.
The sky was still gloomy, and the Jiang family's servant came to urge him to cross the west five times, but Cheng Yang was still drinking tea leisurely in the pavilion of Yanshanju.
For the sixth time, the young man was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot. "General Cheng, you think it's already late now. Isn't it time to set off? Master Jiang must blame me for your delay in starting." Yes!"
Cheng Yang put the tea cup on the table and asked calmly: "What does it have to do with me if he blames you?"
The boy almost cried.
He has met many powerful people, but it is rare to find someone as fearless and shameless as Cheng Yang.
It would be nice if he had someone knowledgeable and reasonable by his side to advise him.
But the boy heard that the old lady in the General's Mansion had long since stopped taking care of things, and General Cheng was still very dissatisfied with his wife.
He came several times but never saw the general's wife.
It's true that the relationship is not harmonious.
"Daddy..."
Cheng Anle, who was also sitting in the pavilion, couldn't help but speak.
She really wanted to go out and play, so she risked her life to persuade her: "We really should go..."
Cheng Yang glanced at her and said, "Sit back."
Cheng Anle is wilted.
She walked dejectedly toward the main house.
Cheng Yang waited patiently for a moment and saw Qing Lingyi walking out again holding the little girl.
An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pretended to look away unintentionally.
Qing Lingyi entered the pavilion, his eyebrows slightly lowered, and he said: "Husband."
Only then did Cheng Yang look at her leisurely.
Qing Lingyi whispered softly: "At this hour, we should set off for the banquet."
The boy on the side scoffed.
How can this alone convince a perverse and decisive person like Cheng Yang?
Thinking about shit!
Suddenly, Cheng Yang smiled.
The sound quality is magnetic and low, and emotions of joy and anger cannot be distinguished.
The boy buried his head, feeling deeply worried.
"Since Madam said so," Cheng Yang tapped his fingers lightly on the stone table, "then let's go."
The boy suddenly froze, this, this, this... is this okay?
Feel like you haven't said anything? !
Qing Lingyi was also surprised that Cheng Yang actually gave her face.
"But." Cheng Yang's tone became longer.
"What's wrong?" Qing Lingyi looked at him.
"You and I share a carriage." Cheng Yang said.
Of course Qing Lingyi was not happy.
In the same carriage, who knew he was going to do something shameful by holding her hands.
She tried to be coquettish: "But husband, I want to be with Xiao Anle today~"
"Huh?" Cheng Yang raised his eyelids, a threatening look in his deep eyes.
Out of instinct, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Qing Lingyi's back.
The corners of her mouth drooped and she responded: "Okay."
She dutifully got into his carriage.
But there was no vitality or luster in his face. Sitting there, he looked like a banana leaf beaten by frost.
Cheng Yang stared at her for a long time, feeling inexplicably that "he got her person but not her heart".
He frowned, "You've been exercising your courage in vain these days? Are you still so afraid of me?"
Qing Lingyi secretly wonders what kind of situation he has been in these days. Don't you have any idea?
And who was scaring me just now?
But Qing Lingyi did not dare to say a word of these words and shook her head: "I am not afraid of my husband."
Cheng Yang raised his eyebrows and gestured to his thigh, "Then sit up."
