Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Finally she is old enough to get married
The sachet on her waist was emitting a faint fragrance, a scent she had recently come to love. Shu Yun reached out and flicked it, smiling, "So much has happened recently that I haven't been out on the street. I wonder if Yunshuang Pavilion has released any new cosmetics recently."
Zheng Shaojiu was about to reply to her when he heard steady footsteps. A dark figure was getting closer and closer in the flower forest. It was Xiao Ye who walked over.
Shu Yun followed his gaze, put the pendant into her sleeve, took a few steps forward, and called him sweetly, "Brother is back."
Zheng Shaojiu: "Cousin."
Xiao Ye nodded, his face calm. He caught a glimpse of the hollow sachet on Shu Yun's waist and frowned slightly, but did not get angry. He just looked away, looked at Zheng Shaojiu, and said calmly.
"Grandma was talking about you a while ago. She saw you during the first month of the lunar year."
Zheng Shaojiu: "I just came out of Shou'an Hall and talked with my grandmother for a while. I was about to go to Jingfang Garden to visit my aunt."
Xiao Ye said calmly, "So that's how it is."
Zheng Shaojiu came here this time because he wanted to meet Shuyun, but after just a few words, how could it relieve the pain of missing her? Even if he was reluctant to leave, he should not stay for long, so he said goodbye to the brother and sister and headed towards Jingfang Garden.
Shuyun watched his disappearing back reluctantly, feeling guilty in her heart, and couldn't help but touch the sachet he gave her.
Xiao Ye took in all the inconspicuous movements. He asked calmly, "Where's your maid?"
Shuyun was a little confused, "Qiongzhi went back with the flowers she picked."
"You and your cousin aren't engaged yet, and you're a single man and a single woman being so close. Everyone in the mansion is family, and being seen would easily lead to gossip. If you were outside, you'd better be more careful."
Every word Xiao Ye said was full of the earnest teachings of a brother. Shu Yun's cheeks were slightly hot, and she lowered her head in acknowledgement of her mistake. "Brother, you are teaching me right. It was my negligence."
Xiao Ye nodded, his face cold, and said: "My sister is very sensible, I am relieved."
The tense atmosphere eased and Shuyun breathed a sigh of relief. She would remember to be careful in the future and never act like this today.
The faint fragrance of the sachet lingered in her nose. Shuyun looked at Xiao Ye and asked about her uneasiness, "Brother also thinks that my cousin and I will get married."
Their marriage was a verbal agreement among their elders. The man they were to marry was the third daughter of Anlu Marquis and the daughter of Wang Huilan, but she was not of the Xiao family.
Since the incident, her aunt has not come to the Marquis' Mansion. Shuyun is uneasy and has a vague feeling that her marriage with her cousin will not go smoothly.
Shuyun looked over with anticipation in her eyes. The man had a stern expression, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked down at her.
Shuyun clenched her hands, a string taut.
Xiao Ye's expression was calm as he said, "My cousin has been back in Beijing for over half a month now, with five days off, but he just arrived today. As soon as my good friend, Miss Lin, heard I was back, she sent me a letter, wanting to see me. I put it off for a few days, but Miss Lin sent me another letter. Such perseverance shows how true friendship is revealed in times of adversity."
Shu Yun looked dejected. After a long pause, she said, "Maybe... maybe my cousin is busy with official duties and is free today. Besides, my cousin wrote me a letter, and it comforted me."
Shu Yun said firmly, "It must be that my cousin was unable to spare the time."
Xiao Ye laughed in anger, his voice suddenly cold, "It's great that my sister thinks so."
After a while, he smiled softly and answered her question, "Brother has already prepared a generous dowry for Sister Yun, and is waiting for her to marry in grand style."
He reached out, his long fingers brushing away the wind-blown hair from the girl's face. He leaned forward slightly, half his face hidden in the shade of the tree. His deep, mellow voice brushed past her ear, "I've watched you grow up. You're finally old enough for me to get married."
finally.
Xiao Ye gently stroked the top of her head, a faint smile in his eyes. The wind was blowing a little hard, ruffling the hems of their clothes.
"Go back quickly. The wind is strong and a little cold. Be careful not to catch a cold." Xiao Ye said gently, stroking her black hair with his fingers and putting her behind his back.
"Brother, don't stay outside for too long." Shu Yun responded sweetly, bowed and left the garden.
A faint fragrance brushed past her body, and Xiao Ye's fingers behind his back moved, rubbing and twirling her black hair with his fingertips.
He half-closed his eyes and watched the light yellow figure disappear among the flowers, just like a tiger or leopard lying in wait in the forest, waiting for its prey to fall into the trap.
Shuyun returned to Chanxueju, looked at the peach blossom pendant again and again, and put it in the box with care. Turning around, she saw Qiongzhi smiling at her, a smile that could only be understood but not expressed in words.
Shuyun was very sensitive about her reputation and her face quickly turned red. She waved her handkerchief and told her to get the vase.
Shuyun touched her hot cheek with her arm, and the burning sensation on her face gradually subsided.
Shuyun was picking flowers with her sisters in the garden and happened to meet Zheng Shaojiu. However, after Xiao Shuzhen told Wang Huilan about it, it became that she was being tactless and being alone with a man.
Everyone knew that Zheng Shaojiu came to the Marquis' Mansion to see Shuyun. The two of them only needed to sign the three letters and six ceremonies to become wife.
Zheng Shaojiu is a handsome man and the son of the Earl of Changyi. He is already a Tongshi Sheren at a young age. Wang Huilan likes this future son-in-law the most. However, fate is cruel and he just likes his adopted daughter Shuyun.
Wang Huilan recalled the exchange on a rainy night sixteen years ago and hated the bitch who separated her and her daughter.
She already had resentment, and with Zheng Shaojiu's arrival today, all the pent-up resentment burst out. She immediately ordered Nanny Wu to bring Shuyun to Jingfang Garden.
Wang Huilan scolded Shuyun, blaming her for being tactless and being alone with a man. She punished her by making her reflect on her mistakes behind closed doors and copy the Women's Code ten times.
It was late at night and the house was quiet. The light in the house was dim. The girl held a pen and wrote on the white paper stroke by stroke. Her handwriting was beautiful and neat.
There was a pile of rice paper covered with words on the table. Qiongzhi picked up the wick with the lamplight stick in her hand, and the flame became a little brighter.
Qiongzhi was grinding ink on the side. When the girl came back from Jingfang Garden, she threw herself on the bed with red and swollen eyes and cried sadly for a long time. After getting up, she did not delay for a moment and found paper and pen to copy the female ring.
In the past, when the cousin came to the Marquis' Mansion, the lady never said anything wrong about the girl, but today she made a big fuss.
Taking out her coat and draping it over Shuyun's shoulders, Qiongzhi advised, "Miss, it's late. Let's copy it tomorrow. You've just recovered from a cold. Take care of your eyes and body."
Shu Yun shook her head and rubbed her sore arms, "I'm not sleepy."
I copied a little more today and finished copying the ten female rings quickly.
Shuyun buried her head and continued copying.
Insects chirped faintly in the grass in the garden. The man in black blended into the thick night, quietly looking at the slender figure on the window. He did not return to Yanfuju until the maid helped her away.
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The next day when paying respects, Mrs. Cui asked Xiao Ye to stay in the room.
As an experienced person, Mrs. Cui knew exactly who her grandson had come for yesterday. She twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand and said to Xiao Ye, "Ms. Yun is now of marriageable age. The marriage with Shao Jiu was something your aunt and Wang Huilan mentioned in casual conversation. It was just an intention. Now that this has happened, I'm afraid the marriage will have to change."
"You and Miss Yun have a close relationship. As the eldest brother, it is only natural for you to help screen your sister's husband. If you come across a man of good character and appearance, please pay close attention and help Miss Yun find one or two. After all, marriage is a big deal, and you should always find a good family that you know well."
Xiao Ye's face was calm, his long red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled and said, "I want to help Sister Yun find a good family."
Madam Cui nodded. "Although Yun is an adopted daughter, she is a daughter from our mansion after all. She was raised with great respect and dignity. She must not be treated with disrespect."
"Grandson understands."
Xiao Ye picked up the pot and poured tea, and his long fingers holding the teacup exerted a little force.
It was cloudy and rainy for two days.
Fufeng came back from outside the mansion and stepped into Yanfu Residence.
The small red clay stove was emitting gentle flames. The man sat quietly on the futon, scraping some tea from the roasted tea cake, pouring it into the tea grinder, and grinding it lightly. Hearing the movement in the room, he slightly opened his eyelids.
Fu Feng took out the two letters received at the post station and handed them over. "Sir, as you expected, the Marquis has sent a letter back."
Xiao Ye glanced at the envelopes indifferently. One was for his grandmother and the other was written to Wang Huilan.
He put the two letters on the table and was not in a hurry to give them out.
It was nothing surprising as it was something that had been expected. Xiao Ye ground the tea leaves calmly, called Biluo over, and told her to go to Jingfang Garden to do some work.
Biluo took the order and left. Xiao Ye took a piece of fine charcoal from the charcoal basket and threw it into the furnace. The fire in the furnace, which was already burning, gradually grew bigger.
The tea kettle was placed on the stove. It didn't take long for the clear spring water in the kettle to begin to boil, making a soft popping sound.
Add fuel to the fire, always do it quickly.
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