His deep affection made all the wives passing by blush. Even the waiter who was sweeping the floor stopped and stood there, unable to sweep or leave.
Jiang Lingyao seemed to be seduced by his gentleness. She took two steps forward, her face gradually turning red like the beautiful sunset glow, her eyes and eyebrows full of joy: "My husband really came to pick me up. My husband is so nice."
Even the sound was filled with joy.
The shopkeeper Xiao Erniang in Baorongfang suddenly realized that the person who came to the shop in person was the boss's new husband, Duan Nanzhu, the third young master of Yongping Marquis's Mansion.
Many of the ladies passing by were regular customers of Baorongfang and were familiar with Jiang Lingyao. One of them asked with a smile, "Boss Jiang, is this your husband?"
Jiang Lingyao came forward and stood side by side with Duan Nanzhi. Duan Nanzhi then reached out and took the thin cloak from Xingyun's hand and carefully put it on Jiang Lingyao.
The sunset glow in the sky is hazy, and the most beautiful girls in the world are beautiful.
Jiang Lingyao's lips were filled with tenderness and affection that could be seen at a glance: "Yes, this is my husband."
The lady who asked the question laughed heartily, looking at the two with a face full of praise: "I thought Boss Jiang was as beautiful as a fairy and had outstanding abilities. I wonder what kind of man would be so lucky to marry you."
"Now that I have seen them, there really are such people," the old lady said in a loud and smiling voice, "the two of them are really a talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match."
Jiang Lingyao was so embarrassed by what she said that she lowered her head and said nothing. Duan Nanqiao, on the other hand, seemed very carefree. When he heard this, a happy smile appeared on his handsome face.
"What this lady said is very true," Duan Nanqi bowed slightly, "My wife is a fairy from heaven."
When the old lady heard him speak so frankly, she couldn't help laughing again: "I wish you two will love each other very much, be together forever, and have a son soon."
When she made such a noise, everyone passing by started laughing. For a moment, the atmosphere at the entrance of Baorongfang was lively and bustling.
Duan Nanqi put on Jiang Lingyao's hood and took a half step forward to cover her shy face: "Auntie, it's late at night and the dew is heavy. Go home early."
The Feiyu suit he wore was majestic and eye-catching, and his whole body exuded a noble aura that captivated people. The people made a commotion for a while, but when their fun was over, they dispersed.
Outside Baorongfang, peace and tranquility returned to normal.
Duan Nanqi then turned around and said gently and politely, "My wife, I remember that you can ride a horse. Why don't we ride back together?"
Jiang Lingyao had only ridden a horse before when she accompanied her father and brother on the autumn hunt with His Majesty and the Royal Concubine. In the past, she seldom rode a horse in Yanjing and mostly rode in a carriage.
Unexpectedly, Duan Nanqi knew this, but she kept her smile and said, "I can ride a horse, but I am not very good at it, so I ride very slowly. I have to trouble you to wait for me, so please don't worry."
Duan Nanqi had a gentle smile on his face: "Riding home with my wife is a leisurely and pleasant job, how can I be bothered?"
Jiang Lingyao nodded, Duan Nanqi clapped his hands, and Wen Zhu pulled two horses over from somewhere. One of the big black horses snorted when it saw Duan Nanqi, and it was obviously his mount.
The one prepared for Jiang Lingyao was a gentle jujube-red pony. It waited obediently beside Jiang Lingyao, its dark eyes moist as it looked at her curiously.
Jiang Lingyao's face lit up with joy. She gently stroked the horse's neck and asked softly, "You are so beautiful. What's your name?"
Duan Nanqi's voice caught me off guard: "Xiao Qiao."
Jiang Lingyao's back stiffened. She took a deep breath, turned around in confusion, and asked, "Is this horse called Xiao Qiao?"
Duan Nanqi's smile remained unchanged. He looked deeply at Jiang Lingyao, as if he wanted to see into her heart at a glance.
"You underestimate it, husband. It's not a pony," Duan Nanqi said. "Her name is Chi Yan."
Jiang Lingyao was stunned at this moment. She was surprised and said, "This name is really cold."
Duan Nanqi reached out and patted Chi Yan on the back, saying, "She can be as fast as lightning or as slow as a walk. Let's see if you can control her."
Seeing Wen Zhu and Xing Yun behind him both mounted their horses, Duan Nanqi made a gesture of invitation: "However, I think my lady will be able to get along well with her."
At this time, the number of pedestrians gradually decreased, and it was getting dark. The sky was shrouded in the misty and beautiful sunset glow, and the afterglow became beautiful and the clouds were steaming.
In the orange-red light, Jiang Lingyao's brows suddenly turned cold: "My husband is right, I can do it."
As she said this, she swiftly jumped onto the horse in front of Duan Nanqi's astonished gaze.
Perhaps it was because it sensed the aura of her years of rapid riding that Chi Yan did not struggle. It waited quietly for Jiang Lingyao to sit still, and then it let out a long neigh.
Jiang Lingyao lowered her head and looked up at Duan Nanqi. Her pretty face was dyed blood red by the red clouds. She said, "My husband, I walk slowly. I will go first."
As she spoke, she kicked her legs, pulled the reins, and flew out like an arrow from a bow.
"Drive!"
Jiang Lingyao's clear voice echoed in the evening breeze. Duan Nanqiao narrowed his eyes, turned around and jumped on his horse.
"My wife, please wait for your husband."
His words were full of tenderness, but there was no warmth in his eyes. The coldness on his face was not even melted by the gentle evening breeze, which seemed to bring back a late spring chill.
This not-so-tall Chi Yan gave Jiang Lingyao a surprise.
It looks gentle and cute, but in fact it has very strong legs. It runs firmly and powerfully, carrying Jiang Lingyao through Yanjing like a flaming cloud.
Jiang Lingyao ran for a while before she felt happy.
After calming down, she tried hard to suppress the doubts in her heart. Duan Nanqi's nonchalant appearance was completely different from that of the peacemaker.
Moreover, the governor had been in office for nearly two months. If Duan Nanqi had already changed from a salaried member of the Jinyi Guard to a real official, why didn't the Yongping Marquisate publicize it everywhere, and her father didn't know anything about it?
When Duan Nanqi called him "Xiao Qiao" just now, it was probably because his words were vague and Jiang Lingyao misunderstood him.
After thinking about it over and over again, Jiang Lingyao calmed herself down and headed towards the Yongping Marquis Mansion.
However, after she walked for a while, she found that Duan Nanqi had not caught up with her.
With Duan Nanqi's riding skills, he must be no worse than mine. And he is such a competitive person, how could he not chase after me?
Even if he was not as good as himself in riding, Jiang Lingyao was walking in the city at the moment. In order to avoid the people, she could not run as fast as flying. She was just slightly faster than walking. If Duan Nanqi could not catch up with her, then it would be...
Thinking of this, Jiang Lingyao couldn't help but turn around and look behind her.
In the red cloud of fire, Duan Nanzhu was riding a tall horse, following closely behind him.
He pursed his thin lips, his handsome face was slightly cold, and his deep peach blossom eyes were staring at her closely.
Jiang Lingyao's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm and smiled provocatively at Duan Nanqi: "Husband, why don't you pursue me?"
Her voice was so soft that it should have been inaudible amid the noise of people, wind, and horse hooves, but Duan Nanqi caught her words accurately.
Or rather, he read these words from her bright red lips.
The ice and snow on Duan Nanzhi's face melted away in an instant, just like the return of spring after winter, and the green willow branches.
He also said, "I have to take care of my wife."
Jiang Lingyao happened to be looking at him at the moment and understood what he said immediately.
She lowered her eyes slightly, and a sweet smile reappeared on her face. She just nodded at Duan Nanqi, then turned around and ignored him.
Jiang Lingyao was concentrating on riding her horse back home. Behind her, Duan Nanqi was also concentrating on looking at her.
Although Xingyun could ride a horse, she was not very fast. Wenzhu accompanied her, and the two of them rode slower than the newlyweds in front.
Wen Zhu saw Xingyun was worried, so he said, "Don't worry, Sister Yun. The young master is very good at riding. If the young lady is in trouble, the young master will definitely be able to save her."
Xingyun shook his head and said, "I'm not worried about that. I'm worried that the young lady and the aunt will quarrel again after we go back."
He said this as if he was really concerned about the relationship between his young lady and aunt, and really regarded this marriage as a major event in his life.
Xingyun is one year older than Jiang Lingyao and is already nineteen years old. Jiang Lingyao originally wanted to find a husband for her first to settle down this important matter in her life, but she did not expect that her arranged marriage would come so soon.
Anyway, the matter was settled, so without further ado, Jiang Lingyao decisively took a few maids and married into the Duan family.
Wen Zhu is actually one year younger than Xing Yun. He usually follows Duan Nanqi. Once Duan Nanqi does something wrong, he has to clean up the mess, so he looks mature and steady.
Although he called her Sister Yun, he used an admonishing tone: "Sister Yun, why bother worrying about this? I know the temper of the young master, and you know the temper of the young mistress. They are not the kind of people who can give in."
"As long as there's no fighting and the roof of our Xinghuang Garden is blown off, we'll be thankful."
After hearing this, Xingyun couldn't help but laugh out loud. There was light in her eyes and her smile was peaceful.
"You will be fined if you talk about the master behind his back," Xingyun paused and said, "It's not easy for you either. You have to follow your aunt as a member of the Jinyi Guard. It must be very hard today."
Wen Zhu said casually: "No, I didn't run very far."
At this point, he paused for a moment, then laughed, "Sister Yun has worked hard, too. I've heard that the young lady is first-rate at mixing rouge and color. Today I see that her business is indeed booming."
Xingyun sighed, "Yes, the young lady usually likes to tinker with these things. She spends the whole day at them. If she can't make them look good, she won't be able to put new products on the market, and she'll have to come again tomorrow."
The newlyweds in front had no idea what the two people behind were talking about. Duan Nanqi followed Jiang Lingyao leisurely until the gate of Yongping Marquis Mansion appeared in front of them. Then he rode forward and stopped outside the gate side by side with Jiang Lingyao.
When the gatekeeper saw the two people, he immediately opened the door.
Duan Nanqi quickly dismounted from his horse and walked quickly to Jiang Lingyao's side, extending his hand to her: "Madam, please."
Jiang Lingyao lowered her eyes to look at him, slowly stretched out her hand, and firmly held his big hand.
Jiang Lingyao turned over swiftly and landed on the ground easily.
Duan Nanqi held her soft hand in his palm. He did not use any force, and she did not pull away immediately.
Jiang Lingyao glanced at Duan Nanzhu with her bright eyes and said with a clear smile: "The rope in my husband's hand is really charming."
She said in a sweet voice, "I wonder if my husband is used to using a sword or a knife?"
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