Cen's mother sat at the head of the table, her eyes fixed on Xiao Lanyi, as if Cen Ang would tear him to pieces the moment he made a move.
“Auntie…” the man called out.
Today, Xiao Lanyi is dressed in a black robe with subtle patterns embroidered in gold thread, exuding nobility and composure.
Since meeting Ruyi, he has never grown a beard. The reason is simple: in brothels, only single men grow beards; the rest do not.
Even though Zhao Kai is almost forty, he doesn't grow a beard. Cen Ang's face is well-maintained; if he grew a beard, people on the street would mistake him for her father.
"Don't call me aunt! I'm not your aunt! And I'm not worthy to be Marshal Xiao's aunt!" The woman spoke to Xiao Lanyi, her breath unsteady, while slamming her hand on the table.
He was really angry. Looking at the boxes of betrothal gifts in the hall, tied with red silk and attached to red sticks, Cen Ang's forehead veins were throbbing.
The third-ranking scholar hurriedly walked behind her and gently placed his hands on Cen Ang's temples to massage them.
Cen Ang didn't have much contact with Xiao Lanyi when he was in the capital. He originally thought that men were just a passing fancy, and besides, Xiao Lanyi held military power, so he definitely couldn't make decisions about marriage.
Who knows, one day the emperor might issue an imperial edict and he'd have to come to the capital to get married. Who knows, our emperor might be too cowardly and refuse to marry someone he doesn't want to get married.
With the addition of the imperial concubine in the palace, Xiao Lanyi was forced to wait until Ruyi nodded in agreement.
“I will definitely marry Ruyi as my principal wife, and she will be my only wife from now on. There will be no concubines, it is impossible for me to have any. There can be no one else but her.”
"I know the rules of our brothel, you can rest assured... I..."
Before Xiao Lanyi could finish speaking, Cen Ang, who was sitting in the main seat, jumped up, took out an iron fan from his waist, and started fighting with the man.
Hua Luan said with a smile from the side.
"Ah Cen, don't get angry."
This sentence was drowned out by the sounds of the two fighting. It should be said that Xiao Lanyi was being beaten unilaterally. He Yi wanted to try to persuade him, but seeing that Hua Luan couldn't persuade him, she sat back down.
"You're ten years older than my daughter! A whole ten years! Have you no shame, Xiao Lanyi!"
Ruyi stood on the second floor, with her friends. The young girl from that year had grown into a graceful young lady. She was still dressed in plain clothes, with long hair reaching her waist. A white jade hairpin on her head revealed her unique charm. Her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and if she didn't open her mouth to speak, she always looked very aggrieved.
“It’s better to be bigger, bigger ones will be more caring,” Mando said, squeezing into her.
"Besides, our General Xiao seems to come here often to apply face cream, right? He takes good care of himself; you can't really tell he's ten years older than you," Chunying teased from the side.
"You two are really something. You two men have been treating you like royalty. It's time for me to enjoy myself, isn't it?"
Ruyi's voice was slightly rough, with a strong border town accent, which made listeners grimac.
Liu Xu reached out and pinched the young woman's lips together, making them look like a duck's, then said...
"Don't speak with that voice, use a different one."
Ruyi turned her head away from her hand, smoothed her hair, and looked at Liuxu with sparkling eyes, speaking softly.
"I understand, Madam Liu."
While the young ladies above seemed to be enjoying a peaceful life, chaos erupted below. Huo Xiaolong was watching the commotion with Siman, the little baby from Mantuo's family in his arms. As if knowing that her older sister was a germaphobe, Siman only drooled onto her bib and would wipe it off herself from time to time.
This child perfectly inherited his parents' looks, but his personality is a bit strange. He sighs in front of the mirror every day, has a bit of a willow catkin temperament, and loves to cry.
If she was bullied, she would go home to find Huo Xiaolong, and then her sister would hug her and take revenge.
"Bad...bad person, trying to steal Sister Ruyi...fight...fight them out! Grandma! Fight them out!"
Huo Xiaolong nodded.
"Yes, fire it out!"
Then Siman took out a toy cardboard gun from her chest pocket, and while pulling the trigger at Xiao Lanyi, she made some incoherent noises.
Long'er hadn't seen what her sister was holding at first, but after glancing at it, her eyes widened, and she secretly whispered to Siman while hiding the pistol in her hand.
"Where did this come from?"
The bullet molds and blueprints that Xiao Tuanzi made before were all burned by her. The only person who knows about them is Lu Wangji, but he probably can't make them.
Siman's little mouth was still drooling. She struggled to wipe away the glistening liquid with a bib and said to her sister...
"It's...it's made by Daddy...paper...!"
"You folded it yourself?"
"Okay! Fold it all, then...bang! Give it to your sister! Let's fight!"
Lu Siman is introverted and rarely gets close to anyone except Huo Xiaolong. She is also prone to crying, which is somewhat similar to Lu Wangji's personality when he was young. Madam Lu said that the sickly beauty also cried a lot when she was young.
Normally, the child is carried around by her father, and sometimes Hou Xiangxiang takes her to watch Doctor Gu refine pills. Grandpa Lijian is also refining pills, but the furnace often explodes.
Then a loud 'bang' was heard.
If it were any other child, they would have been terrified and cried. But little Siman clapped her hands as she looked at the exploding room.
Huo Xiaolong clicked his tongue in amazement. The children of geniuses were truly different; they could fold the toy guns they used to play with as children just by looking at a picture. They even knew how to stuff gunpowder inside and use it to shoot people.
The little dumpling smiled and hugged her sister tightly, saying...
"Thank you, little Siman, but I can fight without this."
"This is amazing! No...no effort at all."
"Sister knows, but... this thing could kill a lot of people, but our little Siman is still amazing! She's the most amazing kid Sister has ever seen!"
The child couldn't understand the meaning of many deaths, but Siman understood the rest. Her sister was praising her, and she was happy!
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