Chapter 212 Acknowledgement

At this time, Ma Jun's family, who was in the inner room of Marquis Jining's house, was sweating profusely.

She never dreamed that Dou Ming would hang himself.

If something happened to the Fifth Miss in her hands, how would she explain to the Second Mistress and the Fifth Mistress?

Seeing Dou Ming, who was awake but still stupid and as if he had lost his soul, Ma Jun's wife could not help but get scared. With a pale face, she shouted at the panicked maids and old women around her: "What are you all doing standing here like idiots? Why don't you go and see the doctor? If anything happens to the young lady, you will all be dead!"

A maid said "Oh" and hurried out of the inner room.

Dou Ming suddenly blinked, and his eyes gradually became brighter.

Ma Jun's wife could not help but be surprised and happy. She leaned over and called out "Fifth Miss", her voice choked with sobs.

Dou Ming sat up.

Ma Jun's wife hurriedly took a large pillow and placed it behind Dou Ming.

Dou Ming threw back the quilt, put on his slippers and was about to get up.

"My dear lady," Ma Junjia's voice was soft and pleading, "You are still weak now. If you have anything to do, just tell me. Why do you have to do it yourself..."

Dou Ming pushed Ma Jun's door open without saying a word, slipped on his shoes, and staggered out.

"Fifth Miss, Fifth Miss..." Ma Junjia followed Dou Ming anxiously, wanting to persuade her to lie back on the bed and rest, but she saw that she had an expression that said "no one can stop me". She heard the quarrel outside and thought of the hint given by Mrs. Fifth before she left. She paused and let Dou Ming lift the curtain and leave.

Dou Ming was slightly stunned when she saw Dou Wenchang with a sad look in his eyes. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Ji Yong sitting in the corner drinking tea leisurely. She gritted her teeth in hatred.

What is he doing here?

A guy who is not afraid of high stages when watching a show!

One day, she will show him what she has done!

She shouted at Wei Tingzhen who was chattering, "Stop it."

Only then did everyone realize that Dou Ming had left the inner room at some point and was leaning against the door, weakly with tears in his eyes.

As if a knife was used to cut off the sound, the sounds inside and outside the house stopped abruptly, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Stop arguing!" Dou Ming breathed softly, looking so weak that she seemed like she would fall down if the wind blew over her, tears falling down her face. "Stop arguing. Last night, the Marquis was drunk, and I just took care of him all night. Nothing happened! It was my idea to marry Dai sister here. If anything happens, I will take responsibility myself!" As she spoke, her eyes fell on Dou Wenchang. "Cousin, I was wrong to make the Dou family and you lose face. Don't fight for me with the Wei family. It's up to the Wei family to decide whether to kill me or not!" She looked at Wei Tingzhen, her almond-shaped eyes like a hundred years of ice, chilling to the bone.

Wei Tingzhen was stunned.

Wei Tingyu's eyes widened and he stood up with a "thump".

"Everyone has his own share of responsibility!" Dou Ming sneered, with a hint of contempt on his lips, "What do you want? Just say it, there's no need to humiliate our Dou family here!"

Thinking that Dou Ming's failed suicide attempt might make the Dou family's attitude become extremely tough, Zhang Yuanming originally planned to let his wife and the Dou family mess around for a while and then reason with the Dou family to recover some of the situation. Therefore, he had been watching from the sidelines in silence. Seeing this, he couldn't help but say "eh" softly, and the look he gave Dou Ming showed some seriousness. Even Ji Yong straightened up after hearing this.

Wei Tingzhen was so angry that he wanted to jump up and down.

You, the Dou family, are making a fuss about sisters getting married off, and it actually makes sense?!

And you still want me to take care of it?

Do you think I dare not do anything to you?

Wei Tingzhen pointed at Dou Ming and started to curse him without any hesitation: "Who do you think you are? Everyone has his own consequences. Do you deserve it? On what basis do you deserve it? Don't think I don't know. Your mother was just a concubine who was promoted to the position of the first wife. If it weren't for your grandfather being in power, you wouldn't be qualified to marry into our Wei family or even to enter our Jining Marquis Mansion! And you are at my mercy? If you really want to die, then die when no one else is around! Don't think I'm a fool for making a fuss at this time..."

Dou Ming said nothing and crashed into the ground pillar beside him.

The "bang bang bang" sounds are like drums, hitting everyone's heart.

"Fifth Miss!" Before everyone could react, Wei Tingyu rushed over and hugged Dou Ming around the waist, "Don't be like this!" He said loudly, "I believe you! I believe you!" As he spoke, his eyes were wet and he looked like he was about to cry.

Wei Tingzhen was stunned, and then angrily cursed: "You idiot, this is a little trick women often use. You, why don't you let her go quickly! Don't worry, she won't die, she can't die, she is still waiting to become the wife of the Marquis of Jining! Looking at the whole capital, who is as young as her and has become a wife of the Marquis? She is so proud of herself..."

So what if that's the case?

Wei Tingyu recalled the first time he spoke to Dou Ming, when Dou Ming told him with a smile, "My mother was made the legal wife from a concubine, and my sister and I have a bad relationship." Her seemingly nonchalant look could not hide the sadness in her eyes; he remembered her tilting her head and smiling and saying to him, "You have to please my father, or don't even think about marrying my sister." Her seemingly cheerful expression seemed to hide a bit of sadness between her brows; he remembered the sly smile that Dou Ming showed from behind the lush flowers when he walked out of the study room angrily after being ignored by his father-in-law... Also, her resoluteness when she stood up and told everyone loudly that there was nothing between them; her sadness when she said that the proxy marriage was her idea, all made him feel as if a piece of his heart had been dug out, and the pain was unbearable.

"Sister!" he shouted, interrupting Wei Tingzhen's words, "No matter how bad she is, she didn't lie!" He recalled the time when he was a child, looking at the brightly lit mansion of the Changxing Marquis's family next door, his sister bought him a big candied haws, hugged him, who was ignorant of the world, and pointed at the Changxing Marquis's mansion and said, "In the future, I want to marry a prominent husband, with a bigger yard than theirs, more lights than theirs, and let all the people in Kyoto flatter you, "She wants to marry into the Jining Marquis's Mansion, what's wrong with that? People go to high places, water flows to low places. Since we have already been married and have had our wedding night, we are husband and wife, you, you should stop scolding her..." He looked like he was going to accept the marriage, but under Wei Tingzhen's furious gaze, he slowly showed some timidity and lowered his voice.

Zhang Yuanming, who knew his brother-in-law's temperament well, was fine. Dou Wenchang and Ji Yong both showed incredible expressions. Ji Yong even cursed in her heart: Dou Ming is really lucky. He can trap Wei Tingyu like this. Fortunately, Dou Zhao did not marry Wei Tingyu, otherwise, how could she live with Wei Tingyu, who was as confused as a paste, every day? !

The thought flashed through his mind, and he felt a little proud again.

I'm sure Dou Zhao will be very happy when she finds out that I helped her break off the engagement!

What would her expression be like when her great-grandfather came to propose marriage for her?

Surprised, angry, or even called myself in for a lecture, asking me whether I had ever interfered in the marriage of these sisters?

Thinking of this, he felt a little strange again.

Marriage is a big deal, why has he never thought that Dou Zhao would be shy?

Perhaps, this is what he thinks is good about Dou Zhao?

He was never coy and always made it clear what he wanted and what he didn't want, unlike his cousins ​​who always said half the words and meant the other half. Even he, who had always been the clear rule among his cousins ​​with his quick wit and natural manner, seemed to have this problem too.

He looked at Dou Ming lying on the ground, sobbing and holding onto Wei Tingyu's clothes, and he felt more relaxed than ever before.

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Song Yichun was in a very bad mood.

Yesterday, Dongping Earl Zhou Shaochuan married a daughter-in-law. Huichang Earl Shen Dagui congratulated him with a smile: "Your Yantang is really capable. He is summoned by the emperor every day in the Summer Palace. It is said that when the elders of the court were discussing, your Yantang was sitting in the Lizheng Hall and continued to copy the "Yuzhou Form Description" for the emperor. Yantang's academic progress is so great, it's a cause for celebration!" He also enviously said, "Such an honor can only be had in your family!"

Whether the Duke of England's Mansion is good or bad, what does it have to do with Shen Dagui? !

Song Yichun was a little depressed.

If this continues, in a few years, he might no longer be able to suppress Song Mo.

He ordered the servant: "Please ask Mr. Tao to come over and talk."

The servant responded and left.

He sat on the big kang by the window, looking out at the osmanthus tree with its lush green leaves dotted with tender yellow flowers like stars, feeling a little absent-minded.

After he fell out with Song Mo, Song Yichun renovated the Xixiang Courtyard on the east road of the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion and moved there, which was located to the east and west of Yizhi Hall, forming a confrontation.

But Taoqizhong thinks this is not good.

Song Yichun was a dignified Duke of England and the owner of the Duke of England's mansion. Giving up the Upper House gave people the impression that he was weaker than Song Mo. After several persuasions, Song Yichun was determined to stay in the Osmanthus Courtyard.

Tao Qizhong shook his head secretly, but he knew that he couldn't say anything more about this matter.

The reason why Xixiangyuan is called this name is because the courtyard is planted with osmanthus trees.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, sweet osmanthus flowers are in full bloom in the Osmanthus Courtyard. You can smell the rich fragrance of sweet osmanthus flowers from a distance, but when you get closer, the fragrance becomes stronger, making people feel suffocated.

When Tao Qi walked into the study, he saw Song Yichun checking Song Han's homework.

Song Yichun loved reading. When he was young, he took part in the imperial examination and even passed it as a scholar. He was quite talented in art, but was later reprimanded by an old British scholar, who told him not to compete with other scholars for fame to avoid causing trouble. So he did not continue to take the imperial examination, but instead invited a great scholar to teach him at home. The great scholar had his own unique insights into scholarship and was more than capable of guiding Song Han in his studies.

Seeing that Tao Qizhong was heavy, he dropped his second son's homework and sighed: "After all... he has no talent and is much worse than Song Moliang!"

If that's the case, why did he have to cause such a mess with his eldest son?

Tao Qizhong grumbled in his heart, but he still bowed respectfully, observing the proper etiquette of an aide.

Fortunately, Song Yichun did not intend to let him judge. As if he felt that what he had just said was inappropriate, he quickly changed the subject and said to Tao Qizhong: "I think we have to be more proactive on the side of the Marquis of Yan'an Mansion - you go to the Marquis of Yan'an Mansion tomorrow and find out what the Wang family thinks." As he said this, he sighed.

This is the disadvantage of not having someone to take charge and provide support at home.

Women are easy to talk to, and even if they say something wrong, there is always room for correction.

Letting the aides pass by was abrupt and rigid. Once the words were rejected, it was difficult to bring them up again. The fact that he himself had not been able to continue the relationship was also related to this.