Insomnia

The raindrops fell like pearls, rustling and hitting the window frames. For a whole day and night, the continuous drizzle seemed endless, pouring down tirelessly.

After lunch, Mu An Ning sat quietly by the window, looking at the gloomy sky, holding in her hand the green shake that she had bought on impulse yesterday.

At the end of the year, Mu Wan'er was going to marry the prince.

After returning home yesterday, my grandmother repeatedly emphasized that her marriage should be put on the agenda by next month at the latest.

It is impossible for the younger sister to get married before the older sister in the Marquis's Mansion, which would cause gossip.

It seems that her engagement with Tan Wenhuai is a matter of time.

She knew in her heart that the Marquis's family had raised her for so many years, and she should repay their kindness both morally and logically.

She could also see that Tan Wenhuai was indeed interested in her.

His appearance and character are both excellent. His family background is not prominent but he has a bright future, and he does not have a strict mother-in-law at home.

If she really got married, she might be happier than she is now.

But for some reason, she didn't have much expectation for this, but instead felt a little heavy.

Do women have to get married in their lifetime? Is there no other way out?

While she was thinking, Baoqin pushed the door open and walked in.

Baoqin's eyes fell on the girl by the window. He walked over and closed the window while nagging: "Miss, the rain outside has not stopped. Why are you sitting by the window in such thin clothes?"

Her daughter is good in every way except that she sometimes doesn't care much about her body, which makes people worry.

Mu An Ning came back to her senses and smiled, then put the swing back into the jewelry box and suddenly asked, "Baoqin, how much silver do we have left?"

When they went to Wutong City, they brought all their savings over the years, and now they don't know how much is left.

Baoqin frowned, a little puzzled: "Miss, why are you asking this all of a sudden?" She turned around to get the money box: "Baoqin will count it now, but...it shouldn't be much."

In the past, she was the one in charge of the money. The young lady seldom went out, so she never asked about financial matters.

However, after returning from Wutong City, the young lady has changed a lot and goes out more frequently.

Mu An Ning didn't say anything, but just nodded lightly, quietly looking at Bao Qin's back as she counted the money, wondering what she was thinking about.

After a while, Baoqin finally closed the box and reported truthfully: "Miss, there are still about fifty taels, and some miscellaneous items."

Mu An Ning nodded slightly, and then said thoughtfully: "Isn't this not too much?"

She had no clear idea of ​​what fifty taels of silver meant, but she was not rich.

Baoqin listened to her young lady's sincere question and nodded helplessly.

The monthly allowance of a young lady in the mansion was only two taels of silver, and after more than ten years, she could only save this much.

In the past, the young lady had participated in poetry competitions and had won some prizes, but most of them were gold and silver jewelry, cloth and clothes, and not direct money.

Baoqin suddenly pointed out the window and said in surprise, "Miss, look quickly. There is a rainbow outside."

Mu An Ning heard the sound and also looked outside.

The weather in April changes suddenly. In a short moment, the rain stopped and the sky turned blue.

Her eyes fell on the box containing the silver, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Baoqin, help me change my clothes, let's go to the Su Mansion."

Perhaps the suggestion made by Sister Su at the dinner table yesterday could be considered.

At the same time as Mu An Ning stepped onto the carriage, a carriage slowly stopped at the other end.

Qiao Qingsheng helped the woman get out of the car and said softly, "Aunt."

After half a month, he finally arranged everything and owned his own house.

As soon as Aunt Fang got off the car, she held her nephew's hand with tears in her eyes: "Good boy, you have lost weight." She trembled and asked concernedly: "But don't you take good care of yourself?"

When he left Wutong City, he left all his money to the mother and son, and only took a small amount of money with him.

Fang Ziweng also jumped down from the car, hugged his cousin's thighs, and said happily: "Cousin! I missed you so much!"

He felt a little uncomfortable without his cousin to urge him to study.

However, Sister An Ning taught him that studying is for one's own benefit, so he did not slack off during this period.

Qiao Qingsheng touched Fang Ziweng's head, took their bags off the carriage, and said with a smile, "Aunt, you guys should go into the mansion quickly."

Aunt Fang nodded with tears in her eyes, raised her eyes and looked at the plaque of "Qiao Mansion", with a myriad of emotions in her heart.

Now that Qiao Qingsheng is so successful, her brother and sister-in-law can finally rest in peace.

*

Luo, who now had two bruises on her face, stared at her absent-minded son. After a light cough, she asked tentatively, "Ah Huai, is there anything bothering you?"

Seeing that Gu Huaizhi did not answer, she called a few more times: "Ah Huai? Ah Huai?"

But Gu Huaizhi seemed not to hear anything and continued to stare at the dishes and chopsticks in front of him, looking rather creepy.

Luo took a few bites of food helplessly and ignored him.

Her son is just like his father when he was young. Whenever he has something on his mind, he will play music.

The only difference is that his father plays the piano, while he plays the flute.

And this blowing lasted for the whole night.

It would be fine if it sounded nice, but the problem is that it is so awful that it is unbearable to listen to.

Sometimes she couldn't help but sigh. They were both learning the flute, but how come An Ning could play it so beautifully while her son couldn't even play a complete tune?

Daughters are still the best...

Luo Zhiyan put down her bowl and chopsticks angrily, and said angrily: "Aunt, look at Brother Huai, he was also so indifferent to Yan'er yesterday!"

Her yard was far away from Gu Huaizhi's, so she was not affected. She didn't know how badly her aunt's ears had been damaged.

Luo forced a smile and patted her niece's hand gently: "Your cousin is just like that." She paused and asked, "Did you have a good time at the Tan Mansion yesterday?"

Luo Zhiyan nodded heavily and smiled charmingly: "Aunt, Yan'er ran into Sister Mu yesterday."

Luo was stunned. Ever since the two children broke off the engagement, Mu An Ning never came to the palace to visit her again.

Luo Zhiyan seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, and she covered her mouth and laughed, "Aunt, Yan'er also found that Sister Mu and Mr. Tan look like a good match."

Luo was startled and put down the chopsticks in her hand: "Yan'er, where did this come from?"

Luo Zhiyan's smile grew wider, and just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by Gu Huaizhi, who had remained silent the whole time.

He maintained his original posture, without raising his eyes, and uttered a few words slowly and shockingly: "What a match."

Luo Zhiyan was unable to react for a moment after hearing these vulgar words.

After a while, she blushed and pointed at Gu Huaizhi and said, "Aunt, look, Brother Huai is mean to me again!"

Why is it that even though Brother Huai broke off the engagement with Mu An Ning, his attitude towards her is still so cold?

But she doesn't want to get entangled with so much anymore, she must get her brother Huai.

Luo was also stunned. She looked at her son with a sullen face and suddenly realized something.

So he stayed up all night playing music last night because of this?

Could it be that her son has come to his senses and is feeling jealous because An Ning is with another man?

She thought for a moment, and the tiredness on her face disappeared as she smiled.

But before she could say anything, Gu Huaizhi stood up and said, "Mother, I'm done eating."

Luo glanced at the almost untouched side dish in his bowl, then glanced at her son's back, her eyes moving.

After he left, Luo Zhiyan suddenly took Luo's arm and asked shyly, "Aunt, what are your plans for Brother Huai's marriage?"

She heard that her aunt was preparing to find a girl for Brother Huai in the next few days.

Luo's smile paused for a moment, she understood what her niece meant, but she didn't point it out. Instead, she chuckled and said, "Yan'er, don't ask about these things as a child."

If Gu Huaizhi still has feelings for An Ning, then she will definitely try again.

*

Gu Ji hurriedly caught up with the young man who had climbed onto the horse, and panted and begged, "Sir, where are you going?"

Just now, the young master flashed out of the house like a ghost, and he almost couldn't catch up with him.

Gu Huaizhi's face was indifferent. He lowered his eyes to glance at Gu Ji and said without covering up: "Mu Mansion."

Gu Ji doubted his ears and said in disbelief, "Mu Mansion?"

What has stimulated his young master? Isn't it enough to play the flute all night long, but he even wants to go looking for a girl?

Seeing that Gu Huaizhi had tightened his grip on the reins, Gu Ji quickly stopped him and said confidently, "Sir, please don't act rashly. I think we need to think about this matter carefully."

If the young man goes there like this, how could the girl possibly meet him?

He must help the young master, otherwise those who stay by his side will suffer.

Gu Huaizhi snorted coldly and waved his hands impatiently: "Move aside, what is there to discuss?"

He thought about it all night.

He couldn't bear to see her being so intimate with other men, and he couldn't bear to see her marrying someone else.

He was blind in the past, and he wanted to apologize to her and make amends.

Gu Ji said angrily, "Sir, if you come to our house like this, and the Mu family asks you why you came, how will you answer?"

Gu Huaizhi frowned. Wouldn't it be enough to just say that he was going to find Mu An Ning?

Gu Ji seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and continued to persuade him: "If you just say you are going to see Miss Mu, but she refuses you, what will you do?"

If he is turned down, he will feel ashamed for his son.

Gu Huaizhi laughed out loud in disbelief.

How could she refuse to see him?

In the past, whenever he visited the Marquis's residence, she couldn't hide the smile between her eyebrows.

However...

The girl's calm eyes yesterday suddenly flashed through his mind, and the curve of her lips disappeared instantly.

Gu Ji saw the change in his expression, sighed in his heart, and took advantage of the situation to ask: "Sir, do you know what Miss Mu likes? You won't leave empty-handed, right?"

Gu Huaizhi glanced at him and touched the two things in his arms: "Who said that?"

She liked peach blossoms, so he brought the peach blossom hairpin that he was unable to give her on the day of breaking off the engagement.

She used to make osmanthus cake for him every day, and he guessed she would like it. Although he didn't know how to make it, he got up early today and bought her a bag.

There are only these two...

He really didn't know much about her.

But why not slowly understand it later?

Gu Ji looked at the young man on the horse with an increasingly uncertain look in his eyes, shook his head and sighed, "Sir, if you continue like this, Miss Mu will never change her mind."

Gu Huaizhi suddenly loosened the reins and looked like he was listening attentively: "Then tell me, what should I do?"