In Xi'er's eyes, her father and mother never refused her. If she felt a little disappointed, she would feel wronged and pinch her fingers.
Seeing this, Yue Jiang secretly glanced at Jing Yan and hinted, "Xi'er can't get engaged now, or your father will vomit blood."
After hearing her mother's words, Xi'er looked up at her father and saw him coughing with his hand covering his mouth.
To convince Xi'er, Jing Yan pulled on Zhang'er's clothes and asked him to pour him water.
Zhang'er's eyes were fixed on his father's cough, and the business opportunity made him pretend to cough as well.
So the father and son coughed so hard they were almost out of breath. Xi'er knew that this cough meant she would get sick and feel uncomfortable.
Seeing her father and brother like this, Xi'er was dumbfounded and shook her head: "Never mind, never mind, Xi'er is too young, it's uncertain."
After Xi'er finished speaking, Jingyan and Zhang'er's coughing gradually stopped.
After the two children finished drinking the mung bean soup, they regained their energy and started running around and playing again.
"Your throat hurts from coughing, right? Have some water to soothe it," Yue Jiang said, pouring a cup of tea for Jing Yan under the pavilion. She smiled meaningfully and said, "It seems that Zhang'er and Xi'er will have their share of coughs in the future."
Jing Yan was about to drink the water Yue Jiang had brought him when he heard this. He chuckled for no reason, took Yue Jiang's hand as if he was enjoying it: "Isn't this even better? It means we won't be lonely for countless days in the future."
Yue Jiang had never heard anyone treat their children's marriage as a way to pass the time, and she found it amusing: "Just don't let it bother you."
Jing Yan was not afraid at all and asked in return, "When I have a headache, doesn't Jiang'er rub my head?"
Yue Jiang found it increasingly absurd, but when she turned around, she saw Jing Yan still looking at her. She smiled back and began to bargain.
"Alright, considering you're so busy but still put up with my antics, it's not impossible."
Their hands slowly clenched together. Suddenly, Jing Yan leaned close to Yue Jiang's ear and whispered seductively, "Tonight it's my turn to be silly. I'm going to be a painter and paint a pair of lotus flowers on one stem for Jiang'er."
Yue Jiang's brow twitched slightly, and her heart trembled with a sweet, tingling sensation. She inexplicably began to understand Jing Yan's meaning.
She glanced at Jing Yan, then followed his gaze to look at herself.
Jing Yan immediately revealed a look of extreme satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Very good, I take Jiang'er's consent."
Just as she had expected, Yue Jiang said with a mix of embarrassment and annoyance, "You're getting more and more creative every day."
Jing Yan smiled and said, "With Jiang'er as my good teacher and friend, I am eager to learn."
Yue Jiang: "..."
"Brother, brother, moon...moon, engagement."
"Shh, shh, shh, don't just spout off whatever you've learned a word."
The air around Jingyan and Yuejiang was scorching hot when suddenly Xi'er's voice rang out in the garden.
The two looked over at the same time and saw Xi'er pulling Zhang'er to point to a beautiful little girl with a moon pendant hanging in front of her, talking happily.
Zhang'er was alarmed by Xi'er's words and covered her sister's mouth to shut her up.
The little girl was younger than Zhang'er and a bit older than Xi'er. When she suddenly saw the two interesting siblings, she was not afraid at all. Instead, she tilted her head and smiled cutely and friendly. She took the initiative to greet them.
"My name is Murong Zhao."
Behind her were Jing Yan and Yue Jiang, two old acquaintances.
Yue Jiang smiled: "Rong Yingzhen brought Zhao Xiange back. It seems they've been doing well these past few years, and their child is so grown up now."
Jing Yan said, "It's been five years. If we don't return soon, I'll have to go out to sea to arrest the scribes. Now we finally have a successor for the Grand Secretary."
Yue Jiang glanced at the little girl in front of Rong Ying and Xiange, and liked her very much. She said meaningfully, "Could there be others as well?"
“There will always be other people whose lives are more exciting than ours. Maybe so. There’s plenty of time. Let’s wait and see,” Jing Yan replied.
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