Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Vinegar, Vinegar
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt two pairs of surprised eyes cast at him.
Pei Jinguang looked at Wu Jingxun, his voice filled with trepidation: "Do you think... it's too rushed?"
Without waiting for Wu Jingxun to answer, he said hurriedly: "No, I have been prepared for a long time..." Halfway through his words, he felt something was wrong. Sure enough, the girl's face flushed again.
The golden crown in the East Lake King's tent, the pearls on the snow-capped mountains, the jeweled silks in the city of Jinling... Since the day they got engaged, he would prepare gifts for his future bride in every city he passed through.
Those treasures that have been waiting for a long time can finally welcome their real owner. Even if Pei Jinguang is calm and steady, it is difficult for him to cool down in the face of such a thing.
The young man with the elegant demeanor of Song Feng Shui Yue was dressed in a green shirt, which diluted his original stern demeanor and made him look a bit more handsome and gentle like flowing water and bright moon. When he looked at her like this, Wu Jingxun didn't dare to look him in the eye anymore.
Although she was still a little confused and didn't know whether her life would be more dull and boring after getting married, but... Prince Pei was a good man.
She couldn't help but believe him and hurt his feelings in vain.
The girl nodded slightly and whispered, "It all depends on what my mother plans to do."
Pei Jinguang couldn't help but smile. He knew that with her shy and polite personality, the fact that she said such words meant that she agreed.
Pei Huaiguang stared at them expressionlessly, pursed his lips for a while, and walked away.
A scent of bitter herbs passed by her very quickly. When Wu Jingxun reacted again, the dark figure had already walked a long way away.
Pei Jinguang noticed her eyes unconsciously following Erlang as he walked further and further away. He clenched his fists at his side and said softly, "Erlang was lost as a child and grew up alone on the Donghu grasslands. He's a bit of a loner, but he's a good kid."
Wu Jingxun withdrew his gaze and asked unconsciously, "My benefactor... um, Pei Erlang, is he sixteen this year?"
Her long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly landing in a flower garden, and the shadow cast on her soft white face was also charming and lovely.
Pei Jinguang's voice was filled with laughter. "Well, he was born in the third year of Xuanning, just like you. But you were born in May, so you are a few months older than him."
Wu Jingxun was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he realized that there were two copies of the engagement letter, which recorded their birth dates, so it was not surprising for him to know.
She didn't say anything, but Pei Jinguang thought that this journey with only the two of them could be slower and longer, so that he could have more memories when he was alone.
"Erlang was born in winter, and he's been afraid of the cold since he was a child." The young man's voice suddenly took on a vague sadness. "The Donghu grasslands are frost-ridden year after year. I wonder how he managed to survive all by himself."
Wu Jingxun thought of the headband tied on the boy's forehead. Perhaps he had experienced severe cold before, so he was used to wearing a headband to keep warm?
The calm and elegant young man beside him was obviously caught up in his old mood and felt a little depressed. Wu Jingxun was not good at speaking and seldom comforted others, but if he didn't say anything, it seemed a bit too much.
Finally, she could only stop awkwardly. The young man beside her also stopped and looked at her with a pair of gentle phoenix eyes, as if wondering what was wrong with her.
"He's home now. With you, his grandmother, and his own mother, he will be very happy in the future."
Wu Jingxun's words were clumsy but sincere. Pei Jinguang looked at her with his eyes slightly curved. "Yes, soon, Erlang will have a sister-in-law to care for him. His future life will surely be happy and smooth."
Sister-in-law or something...
Wu Jingxun's cheeks flushed, and she didn't want to pay any more attention to him. She just lowered her head and walked forward.
The white jade beads hanging from the side of her bun were gently pulled.
The young man's voice, a mixture of laughter and resignation, came from behind: "You're going the wrong way." Following his bony hand, I looked, "To get to Ogata Garden, where we meet guests, you should take this road."
The white jade beads gently swung back to her ears, making a crisp tinkling sound and brushing against the slightly red earlobe.
The girl still didn't say anything, but at least she was going in the right direction this time.
Pei Jinguang considerately lagged behind her by half a step, looking at her graceful back. His face, which always looked gloomy and solemn because of the future of the Pei family and the peace on the border, rarely relaxed.
Walk a few more times and you will get used to it.
The two walked away one after the other. Pei Huaiguang, who should have reached Ogata Garden long ago, leaned against a towering old tree, watching the backs of the handsome man and beautiful woman slowly disappear at the end of his sight in an almost masochistic manner.
He didn't know what he meant by this.
In the following banquet, Pei Huaiguang looked at his brother and Wu Jingxun with an expressionless face. The two were clearly not sitting together, but as everyone at the table joked and laughed, their eyes always touched each other vaguely.
It's like they were made for each other, that's how it should be.
Pei Huaiguang raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, with some wine dripping down the corners of his lips. The servant who poured wine for him was called Ping'an, and was the one specially chosen by Madam Qiong to serve him.
Ping An poured him a glass of wine while worrying: "Second Young Master, you may be happy today, but you must also take care of yourself and don't get drunk and pass out."
Pei Huaiguang glanced at him. While he was drinking liquor on the grassland, this kid was playing in the mud somewhere.
"Less mouth, fill it up."
Seeing that the second young master was not in a very good mood, Ping An shut up and poured the wine obediently, thinking of going to the kitchen to bring a bowl of sobering soup to the second young master later.
But when the banquet was over and Ping'an pushed open the door of the main house of Fengpingyuan with the sobering soup, the young man who was supposed to be drunk on the couch was nowhere to be seen.
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On the return carriage, Wu Shunhua was a little unhappy. She held Wu Jingxun's arm and shook it hard: "Why are you getting married? Huh? You haven't been a wooden Buddha for a few days. You haven't learned the ropes yet. Why are you going to marry into someone else's family and live there? What if you get bullied..."
The chef at the Pingning Marquis' Mansion is an excellent cook, and the Zui Qingfeng brewed for the female guest also has a mellow taste. However, for Wu Shunhua, the aftereffect was unexpectedly strong.
In addition to the two sisters, there were also Madam Sun and Cuiping who were resting with their eyes closed in the carriage.
Seeing Wu Shunhua starting to act crazy, Madam Sun didn't even blink, and just said coldly: "Don't cut off a drunk man."
Wu Jingxun's other hand fell with difficulty and tenderness on Wu Shunhua's tightly held hand. Hearing Madam Sun's words, she only smiled: "When Shunhua is sober, she rarely tells me the truth."
He was drunk, but also sincere.
Madam Sun sneered and stopped talking.
Wu Shunhua seemed to have passed out from drunkenness.
Amid the rumbling sound of the carriage, Wu Jingxun heard Madam Sun speak coldly, "Think of me meddling in your affairs, but given your temper, if you continue like today, you'll be the only one to suffer in both the Wu and Pei families. Pei Dalang may seem reliable, but if you don't stand up for yourself while he's gone, you'll suffer greatly sooner or later."
She spoke bluntly, and Wu Jingxun was just stunned for a moment before nodding: "Yes, thank you for your teachings, Madam."
Considering the relationship between A'niang and Madam Sun, there was no need for her to say anything more. She said this only out of kindness.
only……
As her upcoming marriage gradually became a reality, Wu Jingxun felt a mixture of nervousness and confusion in her heart, but she could not find a trace of joy.
It was late at night and she couldn't sleep. She walked past Cuiping who was sleeping soundly on the small couch in the outer room and sat under the apricot tree to carve a wooden figure.
A scent mixed with the bitter aroma of herbs and wine quietly fell beside her.
Wu Jingxun widened his eyes in astonishment, and was about to stab forward with the carving knife tightly grasped in his hand, but was grabbed by someone.
She looked into a pair of amber eyes with a moist and watery luster.
Wu Jingxun was surprised: "Pei...Erlang?"
Pei Huaiguang stared at her closely, his voice even hoarseer than before.
"Why don't you call me Wendusu?"
He had clearly told her his name.
Even benefactor sounds better than that cold and icy Erlang of the Pei family.
Her benefactor is someone she can't help but approach and greet.
But Pei Erlang...she will firmly guard that line and never let herself cross the line, her in-laws.
The young man had a handsome appearance and a cold demeanor, but his words contained a hint of grievance.
Wu Jingxun stepped back uncomfortably, thinking hesitantly that the wine-making skills of the master chef in Pingning Marquis's Mansion did not seem to be very advanced, and the man in front of him seemed to have drunk too much to make his brain.
For some reason, Wu Jingxun subconsciously didn't want to think too deeply about it.
That thought would push both of them into eternal damnation.
The author has something to say:
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Today's diary writing session——
Wu Panpan: Drinking is not a good thing
Pei Da: I seem to be a little too flamboyant today, but I am very happy to be with her.
Pei Er: I’m jealous, ...
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Thanks to the nutrient solution irrigated by the little angel Yue Ye, happy o(*￣▽￣*)ブ
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