"Hidden Tent" Parallel Extra 11

The Marquis's Mansion failed to propose marriage, and this matter soon spread.

Lu Jiuxiao has suffered such a misstep for the first time in twenty years, and it has been well known to everyone, and there is a lot of discussion in Kyoto.

It’s not that the He family is too unworthy of face. Cen also refuses very gently and politely, and he is very polite and has no mistakes.

Therefore, after getting the correct words, Mrs. Hou only said to Lu Jiuxiao: "If I don't want it, what can I do?"

This matter was left alone.

Prince Lu sat in the yard and blew the gust of wind, pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, forget it, no hurry...

Just opposite the door, can you run away?

The next day, Lu Jiuxiao went to He Mansion to find congratulations. After discussing several business matters with him, he stood up and left.

Just as I pushed the door out, I saw a figure slowly coming from the corridor.

Chen Shifeng wore a furry snow-white cotton skirt and an indigo blue embroidered jacket on the outside, making her look very jewelled.

She walked slowly with the dried peach.

Lu Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows and stepped out of the study room, closing the door with a creaking sound.

Shen Shizi raised his head along the movement and stopped suddenly.

She used some force secretly with her hand holding the plate, and said calmly: "Captain Lu."

To be honest, it is impossible for those rumors to be embarrassed, but it is not gone in the future. Chen Shiqiu comforted himself long ago.

But, Lu Jiuxiao is not afraid of embarrassment.

He was not at sensible to be rejected, and took two steps forward with his hands behind his back, "Give your elder brother a snack?"

"Yes." Chen Shiqi nodded.

Lu Jiuxiao immediately said, "Why did you refuse?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Shishi's face collapsed. Ordinary people tried their best to avoid it, but he poked it away regardless of the situation...

This, the little girl took a deep breath, "I'm not afraid of those rumors. If others like to say it, go. Marriage is a major event and there is no need to worry about people who are irrelevant."

The implication is that it is not good to get married for this reputation.

No, Lu Jiuxiao was really stunned for a moment. Although she was not old and had a very young head, she thought a lot.

He pondered for a moment, then asked again: "So?"

I wonder if it was because of the reason why Master Xue had taught her for several years, but when she spoke with a stern face, she had a sense of teaching.

"So there is no need to settle for rumors."

After the words came, the man sneered disdainfully, "Why do you think I can settle it?"

The sunken paused.

Then he saw Lu Jiuxiao take a step forward, "You, I, the only son of the Yongding Marquis' Mansion, have a noble status, have a good birth, have a better appearance, and have good achievements and good reputations. Why should I settle for it? What I can like must be good."

After turning 70 or 80 turns, Shen Shizhe lived for fifteen years. For the first time, I knew that someone could praise others, and he also praised himself.

She said lightly: "But I can't afford to put it..."

After a while of silence, Lu Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes, "Where are you scolding me?"

The little girl shook her head innocently, "No."

"No?" The man sneered, snatched the dried fruit from her hand, and raised his head high, "Tell me, how can I deserve your third girl?"

Shen Shi was choking. If the house and appearance were mentioned, the Marquis' Mansion and the He family were not incompatible, but she did not feel like she was not married to him. It would be normal for her to refuse.

She tiptoed to reach his hand, "Give it back to me."

Lu Jiuxiao smiled and said, "Please beg me."

Chen Shiqi struggled for a few times, and seeing that he really couldn't reach it, he had to give up and pursed his lips, "If you want to take it, just take it away."

After saying that, she left with some resentment.

Lu Jiuxiao couldn't help laughing with his slightly heavy back.

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The days are slowly coming, and in a blink of an eye, it is the twelfth lunar month. As the end of the year approaches, red lanterns are hung on the streets and alleys, with flowers everywhere, and carriages and horses everywhere.

Recently, people from the Marquis' Mansion opposite the door came and went. Lu Wan responded to the Xie family's relatives, and the two families exchanged Geng Posts, which was considered as a matter of declaring the marriage.

Kyoto Ansheng is lively, but the war in the south has quietly begun.

In the He Mansion study, Xue Ning stood on the table to grind ink.

After receiving the last stroke, He Chen put down his wolf's hair and took her to his legs and sat down. He rubbed her fingers, "I'll be in the palace today and I'll leave after the New Year. Maybe it's half a year. Lan Yan, you have a lot of care, thank you for your hard work."

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This is not the first time. Since Xue Ning met him, he could not count the number of times he had parted with him.

So she nodded calmly, "Do you have sent Xu Chiyan to you?"

Congratulations nodded, "Yes."

Xue Ning said: "Then you should spend more time with my mother."

He responded and kissed her soft lips twice, "Thank you, Madam."

Just as I was in a warm mood, a girl's anger suddenly came from outside the window—

"Lu Jiuxiao!"

Xue Ning paused, pushed open the congratulations, looked at the closed window, and said worriedly: "Zhengri is so troublesome... Ah Xiao doesn't like him anymore."

In the past two months, Lu Jiuxiao has become more interested in teasing Chen Shiying. Every now and then, the two of them are noisy.

Hearing this, He Keqing bent his lips, "That may not be, who will you get angry with?"

Xue Ning was stunned for a moment, and the end of his eyes bent instantly, "That's right."

Xue Ning looked out the window and saw that the third girl of their family was clenching her fists and hammering it on Lu Jiuxiao's arm. She was so provoked that she had no dignity as a lady of her usual lady...

It's also rare.

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After the New Year, the third day of the first lunar month.

The winter snow has not yet melted, and there are already neatly garrisons on Ying'an Avenue.

In the early morning, the clouds and mist are misty and the cold air is blowing into the bones.

After sending off the congratulations, Shen Shizi honestly practiced regular script at the stone table in the garden under the rising sun.

In Feiyuan, the "creaking" sound, the small vermilion door was pushed open.

Lu Jiuxiao leaned on the door frame for a while and made a gesture of silence at Taoyin.

Tao Yin was stunned for a moment and looked at her girl secretly. Finally, she covered her lips and coughed to indicate. Unfortunately, those who practiced writing did not notice it at all, so she had to give up.

After a while, Shen Shizhu dipped it into a dry inkstone, "Taoyin, grinding ink."

He stretched out his hand with clear joints. He dipped his fingertips in black ink and made traces on the girl's face.

Chen Shishi was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes and widened his eyes, wiped his face and said, "What are you doing!"

Lu Jiuxiao sat on the stone table with a smile, picked up her two copied rice papers and said, "Let me, the good disciple that the Taifu likes, what is the name of the word?"

Chen Shishi stared at him resentfully.

Tao Yin handed over a wet veil, "Girl, wipe your face."

After Shen Shishi took it, he wiped his face a few randomly.

Seeing this, Lu Jiuxiao pulled out the handkerchief from her palm, "I'll wipe it clean for you."

He said that, then leaned down and pinched the girl's chin with two fingers.

Chen Shiqi subconsciously leaned back and struggled to push him, "Don't you wipe it, I'll do it myself."

"Tsk, don't move." Lu Jiuxiao shouted softly.

"Stay away from me..."

Tao covered her smile and left, and used her eyes to signal the remaining maids to retreat aside.

While pushing, Shen Shifeng suddenly glanced at Lu Jiuxiao's outfit today, very serious. She paused slightly, and then she reached the sword he placed aside.

She stopped struggling and said curiously: "Where are you going?"

Lu Jiuxiao followed her gaze and glanced at his sword, bent his lips and said, "South."

"But the emperor did not send General Xu--" Halfway through the conversation, Chen Shifeng didn't ask again.

Lu Jiuxiao wiped her skin red without any sense. She suddenly calmed down, and she "tsk" sounded, and a smile appeared in her eyes. She wiped off the last stain on her cheek and fell down suddenly.

Chen Shishi's pupils dilated, and when he saw his face close to him, he couldn't help but breathe quickly.
To be continued...