"Postponed?"
Jiang Shiyuan's heart skipped a beat. She had a bad feeling in her heart. She grabbed Hongdou and asked anxiously, "Where's the letter? Where's the letter I left? Should I give it to the Master?"
She wrote clearly about her fate in the letter, and she hoped that when the master saw it, he would forgive her for her recklessness in the past.
Hongdou pulled out a piece of letter from her sleeve and shook her head: "The Grand Tutor didn't come at all, and then he notified me to change the date, so..."
Hongdou looked at Jiang Shiyuan's solemn expression and suddenly realized that she might make a mistake, a big mistake.
"Miss, did I do something wrong? I'll take it to the Imperial Tutor's Mansion..." Hongdou was so flustered that she almost cried. The young lady had been looking forward to this good marriage with great difficulty, and she would not let it be ruined in her hands.
"It's okay, it's okay, Hongdou did nothing wrong, give me the letter and I will explain it to the master in person."
Jiang Shiyuan knew that Hongdou was also worried about herself, so she was careless for a while, and besides, she was too rational.
Shen Luchu's father worked in the Ministry of War, and Lord Shen had promised to help her keep an eye on the developments in the northwest, so when Shen Luchu's letter arrived, she had no doubts at all.
She never thought that Shen Luchu would embarrass her so much.
Jiang Shiyuan felt bitter in his heart. He tried to comfort Xiao Hongdou first, then took the letter, got on his horse again, and galloped towards the Taifu Mansion.
She was originally the daughter of a military commander, and could run a horse and pull a bow at the age of 23. However, because someone liked her, she put away her nature and gave up her hobbies.
The ending of her and Shen Lvchu was hinted at the very beginning, because she was too obsessed with the first throbbing sensation.
Jiang Shiyuan put his thoughts aside and rode as fast as he could to the Taifu Mansion.
Jiang Shiyuan did not see Master Pei, but only saw Pei Ziye.
"My uncle is going to the palace. He asked me to give this to you."
Pei Ziye seemed to be waiting for her. When he saw her, he handed her a purse.
The purse was embroidered with red dogwood fruits, the workmanship was very delicate, the stitching was even rough.
Jiang Shiyuan's expression froze as he stared at the familiar purse. Dust-forgotten memories came flooding back like a flood.
'Master Pei only took care of you out of pity for your parents' death. But you, at such a young age, are still thinking about your lover. You look so shameless. '
'Just admit it, you were jumping up and down and acting crazy and stupid just to attract Master Pei's attention. Are you a bitch? '
"If you want to seduce someone, you should at least bring out something presentable. Why would you embarrass others with such a shabby purse?" '
The harsh sounds of abuse and laughter instantly filled her eardrums and mind.
Ten years ago, the purse she gave to Pei Che appeared in someone else's hands for some unknown reason.
They stopped her, threw the purse on her head, and laughed at her for having a dirty mind and blaspheming her teacher.
She jumped up and shouted at them. She never had such thoughts. She just wanted to thank Pei Che.
Thanks to Pei Che for taking her and her cat in when she wanted to go back to the empty general's mansion.
She just wanted to express her gratitude. The red beans embroidered on it were also a symbol of longing. They were actually dogwood.
Zhu Yu represents longevity and reverence. She respects Pei Che more than anyone else and has never had any blasphemous thoughts towards him.
But no matter how loud she screamed, they just listened, determined to slander her and isolate her.
Why is this so? Is it because she has no father and mother? Everyone slandered her.
Then why did their parents go to the war, and why was the world at peace when she had no parents?
Is this man?
Jiang Shiyuan took the rough and worn purse. She felt as if she saw her 18-year-old self. Her chest ached and the emotions accumulated over the years almost drowned her breathing.
Maybe they were right, Pei Che just felt sorry for her.
How could she throw her thank-you gift to someone else?
How could he turn around and go to Shuzhou without even saying a word to her?
Obviously, she was very obedient and well-behaved afterwards, and she even completed all her homework and got excellent grades.
"Thanks."
Jiang Shiyuan held back his tears, said thank you, clutched the purse, and walked back with his head down.
Pei Ziye looked at Jiang Shiyuan's tearful expression and thin back, and couldn't help but say a few more words: "Miss Jiang, do you know?"
"The old lady of Marquis Wende originally returned to her hometown to retire, and she had left the city. On the day when you met in Mantingchun, my uncle saw you first, then he rode out of the city at full speed and personally invited the old lady back."
Jiang Shiyuan looked up in surprise.
"My uncle is serious about this marriage, and Miss Jiang, please also be serious." Pei Ziye was serious for once.
How could something that was already clear be made clearer? How could Jiang Shiyuan know?
Obviously, Pei Che knew that she had left him to find Chen Luchu.
But he wanted to embarrass her, so he delayed the date of proposing marriage and took all the responsibility on himself.
Jiang Shiyuan looked at the purse in his hand that was returned for the first time, his thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn't tell at all -
What did Pei Che mean to her?
Is it to maintain the dignity of the marriage for 깊, or is it because he feels sorry for her again?
…
After returning from the Taifu Mansion, Jiang Shiyuan has always wanted to have a talk with the Taifu.
But the palace didn't know what happened, and Master Pei didn't leave the palace for several days, nor did he say a word to Jiang Shiyuan.
"I think I really pissed off the Master this time."
Jiang Shiyuan poked the tangerine peel on his hand and sighed.
Hongdou on the opposite side seemed to be hesitant to speak, with guilt written all over her face.
Jiang Shiyuan glanced at her and said, "This has nothing to do with you. It's my own fault."
Hongdou bit her lip and held back her anger as she said, "How could that Shen be so excessive! Is he still a human being? Does he still have any conscience? If it was the young lady who found him in the snow at the Shen family villa, he would have died long ago. Has he forgotten it?"
How could he be so harmful to others? He delayed the young lady's life for many years and ruined her good deeds.
This kind of person has no heart at all!
"The past is not worth mentioning, the past is the past."
Jiang Shiyuan wanted to mention it, and he was also willing to mention it. Her feelings for Shen Lvchu were sorted out as early as the day she turned ten.
She was young and ignorant, trusted the wrong person, and was obsessed and delayed for three years. She admitted it all.
She was conflicted, and the most important thing now was how she could make the master forgive her.
Pei Ziye's words reminded her.
She personally agreed to this marriage.
Even if it was a marriage, from the moment she nodded, Pei Che treated her as his wife, giving her enough sincerity and respect, but she was always trapped in some inexplicable emotions and didn't look at him seriously.
She should put herself in the right position towards Master Pei.
Pei Che, 놊 is the teacher of Luming Academy, 놊 is someone's uncle, and is her future husband.
If anything unexpected happens, they will spend the day together.
Jiang Shiyuan was just thinking that it was Master Pei who was leaving the palace again, and she was going to ask Xie Ruoruo for help, when suddenly a voice came from outside the door: "Miss, Master Pei is here to see you."
"Who? Master Pei?"
Jiang Shiyuan lifted her skirt and walked quickly to the reception room without thinking.
The person in the hall was dressed in snow-white clothes, with black hair as black as ink, a jade crown on her hair, and sword-like eyebrows. When she heard the footsteps, she slowly turned around with a smile on her lips.
"Pei...Zhanxue?"
Jiang Shiyuan's steps paused.
Pei Zanxue, who was wearing men's clothes, curled her lips and smiled, "Aunt, why are you running away in such a hurry? Do you think I'm your uncle or my accomplished brother Pei Ziye?"
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