In this case, she is the bride who ran away from the young master on his wedding night.
The young man said, "I know that too."
"In my opinion, she's difficult to talk to, and she ran away from her marriage before. Young Master, you should choose another girl as your wife," the man suggested. "The restaurant manager is the second daughter of the Duke's family. She's of noble status and a better match for you. More importantly, she's beautiful and very easy to talk to."
After saying that, he burped.
They had just eaten a lot in the restaurant, and with the young shopkeeper around, they didn't pay a penny.
Although the young master is not short of money, there are few women in the world who are so generous and worthy of being his partner.
"A meal bought you off?" The young man glanced at him. "Just remember that beautiful women are always malicious."
Look at Pang Anmeng, she is just ordinary looking, yet she dares to run away from marriage.
If she is as pretty as the young shopkeeper, she must be extremely vicious.
"But she invited us to dinner."
Yan Funing was smiling, and I took the opportunity to move away.
"You only had one large drink today."
"Sister, the soup is still hot, let him drink it later."
As soon as Yan Funing stretched out a slender finger, her soft body was pushed against the wall by me.
Yan Funing followed him and retreated: "He still has an answer for you."
The visitor's voice, clear and warm like jade, jokingly asked, "Why did he wash your face?"
Caiyu knew that her elder sister had been busy all day and had been drinking, and it was time for her to rest, so she quietly went in and out.
"It doesn't matter. You dislike the ones he used."
I want others to see your beauty before drinking.
The sobering soup was spoiled, so Caiyu took it back to the bedroom.
Yan Funing held her pounding heart and kept moving forward: "How could he do this?"
Since the terrain inside is much higher than the house, your line of sight is almost level with the woman standing inside.
"Hey, this is yours..." Yan Funing said, "If he wants to use it, just get him a new one."
Your chest is pressed against my solid chest, and you are flustered: "Duke's Mansion, what does he want to do?"
"That's true." The man lowered his head. "But even noble ladies in the capital wouldn't marry in places like the southwest."
The woman replied, saying only, "I am returning home slowly this afternoon because you have to pack your bags."
You deserve it.
I was on the order, and the tone was long and medium.
puff--
--
The woman approaches you with a tangible sense of oppression, teaching you to move forward again and again.
"Make a mark."
Due to the discounts on consumption at Chengwenlou, the business of the clothing store and the jade shop was not very good that day.
The woman splashes water on her face and wipes it with your cotton towel.
"He came over at night, wasn't it to talk to you about that?" You paused, then asked, "Or did he want you to go with him?"
Your face flushed, and you gestured with your hands, “That’s not it.”
The Duke laughed out loud and went to your bathroom to wash his face as if he knew the place well.
"What medical skills does a little girl have? Besides, if she was really kind, why didn't she help me treat my illness when she knew I was suffering from the local climate?"
"Pack your bags?"
Tang Xingli.
As a result, the sobering soup was sprayed all over the handsome face of the visitor.
When Yan Funing saw who was coming, she giggled and took another sip of soup.
"Bad, bad, bad, very bad!"
The soup slid down my fair face.
"Did you want to talk to him, he's long gone," you pointed to the door, "or did he want to go through the window?"
It’s not like he can’t afford the medical fee.
Shi Yangyang touched the newly acquired jade forbidden step and suggested: "Brother, you should ask the Queen Mother to grant you a marriage, so that you don't have to let the humble Fu interfere."
The sound of the door closing was loud, but it startled Yan Funing so much that she trembled all over.
The woman put down the cotton towel and hurriedly walked up to you. Her voice was high and deep: "I came here tonight mainly to tell him not to flirt with other women except when you are in Beijing."
The Duke's Mansion finally dared to do it again, so he slowly let go of the man, supported himself on the windowsill, and jumped in.
"But she also said that she could help you with your medical treatment."
Yan Funing glared at me angrily. "Why are you going to Pengzhou? There's no flood, or is there some other reason?"
Yan Funing sat beside the ice basin and closed her eyes to rest.
Shi Yangyang covered her mouth and said loudly, "This is possible. After all, the Emperor's uncle didn't have such deep intentions. If brother tells Fu Ning about this, and Fu Ning is willing to marry him."
Yan Funing returned to her own courtyard. Being a little tipsy, she unknowingly asked the master to prepare some sobering soup.
You spit out all the hangover soup you just drank.
"Every bite is accurate."
"In what capacity, your wife?" the woman asked again.
Comparing the daughter of the Duke's Mansion and the young lady of the General's Mansion, Sister Pang is more suitable for his son. After all, General Pang is stationed in the southwest.
So he picked up the bowl of soup, walked to the window, opened it, and prepared to drink while looking at the night sky.
Until you reached the corner and tried to escape sideways, I grabbed your waist the moment before you did.
This kind of kiss makes you more afraid and familiar. In panic, you push my strong chest hard. If you push it away, you punch me.
"Well, you will set off for Pengzhou tomorrow."
“Hmm…”
Pang Anmeng glanced away and said, "Be careful with your words."
"What's it to him?" You snorted. "He said he would wait for him to come back, but you'd already be someone else's wife."
Pang Anmeng's face rarely looked gloomy.
What I want is mutual affection, not using my power to take shortcuts.
"Um."
Pang Anmeng smiled slightly: "Yes, yes, it is not possible, but I want to ask for your opinion first."
Hearing this, Yan Fu Ning splashed another mouthful of soup on my face, and then she couldn't help laughing: "I can't blame you, it's your fault. Who asked Fu Xiaoren to come over at night to scare you and tease you just now?"
"Brother's wife must be from a prominent family. Fu Ning's status among the noble men in the capital is already extremely low, and brother dislikes you. You think Fu Ning is the worst choice for brother." Shi Yangyang analyzed, "Brother, now that he has inherited the royal surname, he said that when the emperor's uncle will come..."
The bad thing is that you were just a little drunk, and without your two brothers to escort you back home, Pang Anmeng was fine.
Suddenly, a figure appears in front of the window, giving you a fright.
After a quarter of an hour, Yan Funing stretched.
We were supposed to go back to our respective homes, but I ordered the driver to follow the Yan family carriage to Longchi'an. Seeing Yan Funing safely leave the house, I finally understood.
"What's wrong with the southwest?"
“We helped.”
"You are in a situation where he is allowed to drink."
"How are you?" the woman asked.
"Prevent summer floods and inspect flood control projects. You are in charge of these levees, so you should go to Pengzhou on this trip."
In a bad mood, you drank a glass of wine.
That night, Yan Funing invited the Shi brothers and sisters, Fu Ciyi, Lu Wenfeng and others to have dinner in a private room.
The Duke of Guo reached out and closed the door of the bathroom.
I'm just a normal drunk. I'm not afraid of waking up with a headache tomorrow, so it's better to drink a bowl of sobering soup.
This kind of business woman only cares about profit. Compared with Pang Anmeng, she is not worth mentioning.
No wonder Miss Pang wanted to run away from her marriage.
Looking at your sweet smile, before you could say anything, Tang Xingli put her small hand on your slender neck and immediately kissed you, seeing the redness faintly visible in front of your teeth.
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