Although it was just his dream.
Yi Ning finally pulled her hand back and asked the maid to fetch some gauze from her dressing table. She wiped the blood from her finger and wrapped the gauze around it, calling it a day. She was simply too lazy to bandage it, and besides, the injury wasn't serious to begin with.
Cheng Lang took the basket with the lotus pattern and found some medicinal wine for her to apply. He then rewrapped it: "I remember one time I was pushed down the stairs and hurt my knee. You thought I was crying too hard and unmanly, so you didn't want to pay attention to me and left me with Second Madam. I had to come back to you crying..."
When Yi Ning heard him talk about his childhood, she laughed and said, "I didn't know you were pushed down at that time. I remember it was your second grandmother's fat grandson who pushed you. I think his name was Rui Ge'er. He's about your age now, right?"
"No, he died a long time ago," Cheng Lang said casually. "When he was twelve, he went to climb Xiangshan Mountain with some young masters from aristocratic families. He fell down the stairs and injured his lung. When he was carried back, blood kept coming out of his mouth... He didn't survive."
Yi Ning was slightly startled. What a coincidence...did he die from a fall?
Cheng Lang finally finished wrapping it for her. He took a sip of water and said, "Lu Jiaxue has left Beijing, and I'm the only one left to do what he needs. I'll come see you tomorrow."
A small teacup was left on the small table. Yi Ning asked the eldest maid to escort him out. She stared at the cup and pondered for a moment... These people were more ruthless than ordinary people. She knew she couldn't do that. But Cheng Lang was always respectful in her presence. He seemed to have not forgotten anything from their childhood.
She took out the threads from the basket again, which were to be used to make a headband for Old Mrs. Wei.
Cheng Lang came to see Yining and also went to pay his respects to Old Madam Wei.
It just so happened that Wei Ling was still at Old Lady Wei's place, having just helped her to sleep.
He walked out with Cheng Lang, still pondering what Old Lady Wei had just said. When he saw Cheng Lang again, he couldn't help but think, "Cheng Lang isn't bad, at least he's good-looking—there are countless girls who like him because of his face." It's just that he used to be a bit of a bohemian, accepting everyone who came his way, but lately, it seems like he's had fewer affairs, and I haven't heard much about them.
Wei Ling's eyes lit up.
If Yi Ning really wanted to marry, then marrying Cheng Lang would be fine! After all, so many people wanted to marry him, and all the girls in the capital were eyeing him. He was very popular, and this guy was sure to get promoted soon. And since he was watching right under her nose, she wouldn't dare let Yi Ning down. If he was willing to marry her, then Yi Ning wouldn't have to worry about marrying down. It would definitely be glorious and enviable.
Wei Ling pulled Cheng Lang to the study to talk and asked the guards to wait outside.
After Cheng Lang sat down, he said, "Uncle Wei Ling, I have urgent matters to attend to. If you have anything to say, please be brief."
Wei Ling walked around the desk twice and suddenly asked, "Cheng Lang, do you like Yining?"
Cheng Lang was shocked when he heard his words. He replied with a slight twitch on his face, "Cousin Yining... is naturally good."
"You also know about yesterday's palace banquet. It's urgent, so I plan to find a marriage for Yi Ning..." Wei Ling paused, "But there's no suitable candidate right now, so I just want to ask you. Are you willing to marry Yi Ning? You and I are naturally trustworthy. You are excellent in every way, and I will definitely be able to protect her in the future. If you are willing, treat her well in the future and don't do those things again... Yi Ning will marry you, what do you think?"
Cheng Lang always smiles at others. This is his perfect mask, a gentle and modest young man.
But after hearing Wei Ling's words, he couldn't help but stand up, and he couldn't hide his shock. Wei Ling actually wanted him to marry Yining!
He actually had this plan!
Yes...why hadn't he thought of that? With Yining in dire straits, a marriage must be arranged immediately. This was the right time to save her from the dire situation. Why couldn't he marry her? He was a renowned scholar in the imperial court, with a line of suitors lining the city walls. His family was prominent, and he was about to be appointed a fourth-rank censor. He had waited for so many years, yearning for her.
Now she was practically within his grasp. As long as he forgot his true evil thoughts, who knew what he was thinking? As long as he kept her in the dark, and then slowly gained her step by step after marrying her, she would surely not refuse. Who could have guessed what the person he could now openly embrace meant to him?
"You don't want to..." No matter how overbearing Wei Ling was, he wouldn't force anyone into a marriage. He wouldn't force anyone into the bridal chamber. Seeing Cheng Lang didn't say anything, he said, "If you don't want to, forget it."
"No!" Cheng Lang said immediately. He took a deep breath and smiled slowly. "Uncle Wei Ling, of course I'm willing to marry her!"
I couldn't ask for more.
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