Chapter 221 A Gentle Evening (11)
"Well, October, that's still half a year away." Ming Zhouhe continued to smile casually and clinked his glasses with them. "How did you hear that I was giving it away?"
"Zhao Wu saw it when he came over."
"He has a sharp eye."
By the time everyone was drunk, it was already midnight. Ming Zhouhe leaned back in his chair and drank the sobering soup handed to him by Xuanyuan.
His eyes were a little dazed, and he slowly instructed the servants to send the guests to the guest rooms to rest. He turned around and saw Ji Rangzhou still sitting beside him, sipping tea slowly.
With his cold face, few people dared to force him to drink. He was probably the one who drank the least tonight.
Seeing that he was still awake, Ming Zhouhe simply gave up the task: "Brother Ji, you can help arrange the rest. I'm sleepy."
Ji Rangzhou nodded.
The next day, Ming Zhouhe woke up around noon, packed up and went to see Jingcha.
July 27th was Ming Zhouhe's 20th birthday. The Duke of Anguo's Mansion invited the old Grand Tutor Yuan to give him a crown and a name.
Zhuo He, whose courtesy name was Ziji.
The daytime scenery is peaceful and the moon is bright and the wind is gentle.
Lin Tingwan sat in the women's seat and watched him go through the ceremony of coming of age.
He took down his boyish bun, and his elders combed his hair for him, and pinned a jade crown on his head. He had a mixture of the youthful vigor and steadiness of a young man, and his temperament was somewhere between that of a boy and a young man, which attracted attention for no reason.
Facing her only son, Qiao Ruoying was naturally emotional when she saw his appearance after he was crowned.
Ming Zhouhe was always good at making jokes, which made her laugh uncontrollably.
Ming Zhou met Lin Tingwan's gaze, who had been staring at him, and walked towards her while his parents, elders, and guests were chatting.
Mingyuelin tactfully took Mingyuesi away, leaving them space to talk.
As the protagonist of today, Ming Zhouhe's whereabouts naturally attracted much attention. Receiving the guests' tacit smiles, Lin Tingwan pinched his sleeves nervously.
Ming Zhouhe, dressed in a dark purple cross-collared robe, stood in front of her. He lowered his eyes, a smile on his lips, and held out his hand to her: "Where is my birthday gift?"
Lin Tingwan took the box from Yuzhi and put it in his hand. "This is the first time I've seen someone ask for a gift in person."
After mumbling something, she added, "I wish you a happy birthday. After you are crowned, you will achieve success in due time."
"Thank you for your blessing, my fiancée." Ming Zhouhe opened it and took a look. It was a golden crown, very carefully crafted. He handed it to Xuanyun and replied, "But... someone else? It turns out you separated from me so clearly so early on. I have long regarded you as one of my own."
Lin Tingwan begged for mercy: "I can't argue with you, I was wrong, okay?"
I really couldn't gain any verbal advantage over him and couldn't win the argument at all.
She reacted a little late, then put her knowledge into practice, staring at him and asking, "You've considered me one of your own for a long time. When was 'a long time'?"
"How about you take a guess?"
"After the engagement?"
"Yeah." Ming Zhouhe nodded, "Play with my second sister and the others for a while. I'll go see the guests off and come back to see you later."
"Okay." Lin Tingwan turned and left.
There were so many people watching them that she couldn't stay any longer.
Ming Zhou and his parents sent Old Master Yuan to the carriage, and then came back to talk to other guests.
When most people had left, it was already mid-afternoon. He sat in the shady little pavilion in the garden, waiting for Xuanyuan to call Lin Tingwan.
When Lin Tingwan arrived, he was playing with the crown she had given him.
Ming Zhouhe glanced at Xuan Yuan. Xuan Yuan skillfully took Lin Tingwan's two maids out and stood not far away.
Ming Zhouhe stretched out his hand to her, and when she put her hand on it, he pulled her in front of him.
"What are you doing?" Lin Tingwan obediently let him do what he wanted, looking down at him with lowered eyes.
He placed the crown in his hand on hers, "Will you wear it?"
Understanding what he meant, Lin Tingwan nodded, took off the jade crown on his head, and carefully put on the golden crown she had given him.
After being with him for more than half a year, she gradually became less uncomfortable in front of him and only blushed occasionally because of his teasing.
"alright."
Ming Zhouhe turned his gaze away from her, placed the jade crown in the box, closed it, and pulled her to sit down. "There will be a family dinner later. I'm afraid it's too late to send you back. Go back with your eldest brother."
Lin Tingshen was still waiting in the carriage outside the mansion.
"Okay." Lin Tingwan took two steps back, thought for a moment, and then stepped forward again. She asked shyly, "Ah He, do you want any other gifts?"
"What gift?" he asked with a smile.
Lin Tingwan leaned over and hugged him, "Let me hug you. You seem a little different today than before."
Ming Zhouhe chuckled, his warm breath falling on her cheek. He raised his hand and lightly hugged her waist, "I like this gift very much."
Surrounded by the faint scent of jasmine, his fingers caressed her cheek, a gentle smile poured out of his eyes. He stroked the side of her face and sighed, "You're getting bolder and bolder."
Lin Tingwan left his arms and said, "I'm going back."
It was he who approached her and gave her the courage to be bold. In the past, she would not have dared to do so.
In fact, sometimes Jianli and Mingyuelin also had an influence on Lin Tingwan. He had occasionally seen them getting along with their loved ones. They would act coquettishly and also show appropriate intimacy.
"Okay." Ming Zhou curled his fingers slightly.
After sitting for a while, Ming Zhouhe stood up and asked Xuanyuan to return the box to Lingyan Pavilion, while he went to attend the birthday party held for him at home.
In the following months, Ming Zhouhe was still a frequent visitor to the Lin Mansion as before. When Lin Tingshen saw him coming, he knew that he had to use him as a tool to guard against other people's gossip.
Fortunately, Lin Tingshen is not without a wife, so they get along well. He asks his wife to accompany him and play with the child from time to time.
On October 10th, the sky is clear and the air is fresh, which is a good day for getting married.
After picking up the bride at the Lin residence, Ming Zhouhe took the bride to pay homage to his parents, and then sent her to the bridal chamber.
After sending the servants away and closing the door, Ming Zhou and Yong Xicheng lifted the veil, and saw a beautiful face with bright eyes.
Lin Tingwan called him with a faint smile on his face, "Ah He."
"Yeah." Ming Zhouhe's eyes were slightly warm. He looked at her for a moment, and after seeing her ears turn red, he chuckled softly and lowered his head to kiss her on the lips. "Very beautiful."
Lin Tingwan couldn't help but pursed her lips, nervously grabbing her sleeves, and a light pink appeared on her neck.
He reached out and untied her nervously clenched hands one by one, gently holding her fingers. He led her to sit in front of the dressing table not far from the bed, resting his hand on the back of the chair behind her. He smiled at the bride's shy eyes in the mirror and said, "You've been dressing up for so long today, look at her for a while longer."
Lin Tingwan turned to look at him, and suddenly a handsome face approached. He kissed her brow lightly, "Kiss me. I'll go out and send those colleagues and friends who are making trouble, and then I'll be back to accompany you."
Her eyelashes trembled, half covering her eyes. She listened to his words and obediently leaned in to kiss him.
Ming Zhouhe tilted his head, allowing her to kiss him on the lips. He smiled and pinched her face, "Rest for a while. I'll have someone come in to serve you."
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