In the first month of the year, there is already a hint of spring in the capital. The snow has melted and the ice has melted, and the plum blossoms and willows are thin.
The ink on the Spring Festival Peach Talisman is still fresh, but the Zong family has long lost its cheerfulness.
Zong Tianbao's face was pale and his mouth was full of blisters. He begged his parents over and over again: "I just want A Nuan, I just want to marry her."
The Lord Zong's face was livid, and he scolded his son: "What do you mean you only want it?! Is that what our clan family can do?! Where do you put the second lady of the Jiang family?"
"I...I'm sorry for her too..." Zong Tianbao was kind-hearted. Even if he loved Jiang Nuan, he never said anything mean to Jiang Qing, "Let's pay her more money..."
"Silly boy, if you can use money to settle this matter, why bother to be so embarrassed?" Mrs. Zong smiled bitterly, "Although the Jiang family has a lower family background than ours, it is also a serious and innocent family. You ruined the innocence of another girl, and then you take advantage of it.
If you pay for it, the sin will be even greater."
"Then...then...can you marry them all?" Zong Tianbao gritted his teeth and said these words, "I can't live without Ah Nuan."
"My child, you are talking nonsense!" Mrs. Zong felt extremely depressed. When such a thing happened, she even wondered if she had lacked virtue in her previous life. "How could the Jiang family marry both of their daughters to you? Which of them would do it?
Who is the big one?
Jiang Qing will definitely feel aggrieved if An Nuan is allowed to grow up. She lost her virginity to you in exchange for becoming an aunt, and will be ridiculed by others in the future. Not to mention that she doesn't want to, her parents don't want to, and even we can't be so heartless.
It is even more impossible to let An Nuan become a child. She is hired by the media and is kind to our family. She is already extremely wronged, how can we wrong her again?"
"Mom, what should I do?" Zong Tianbao cried, "I can't live without Ah Nuan."
"Son, this is the only grievance in total, so you should bear it!" Mrs. Zong sighed, tears falling like rain, "We knocked out our teeth and swallowed it in our stomach, folded our arms and swallowed it back in our sleeves. Something happened.
There is no need to repent.”
"No, no!" Zong Tianbao shook his head desperately, "I don't want to marry Jiang Qing! I want A Nuan!"
Lord Zong raised his hand and said, "If you don't marry Jiang Qing, An Nuan won't be able to marry you again! You must give up!"
He wanted to hit him, but looking at his son's bruised cheeks, he still couldn't.
Beating, I've beaten you before; scolding, I've scolded you before.
None of this helps.
Lord Zong and his wife made a special trip to see Jiang Nuan two days after the accident. Jiang Nuan's attitude was extremely resolute, saying that her fate with Zong Tianbao was over.
The Zong family couple knew that they could never force Jiang Nuan to accept Zong Tianbao at this time.
Therefore, they said that they recognized Jiang Nuan as their goddaughter and would find a good marriage for her in the future.
Jiang Nuan never said a harsh word to them from beginning to end. The more she behaved like this, the more the Zong family felt sorry for her.
"Son! This is your fate!" Mrs. Zong hugged her son distressedly and cried, "Accept your fate! Accept your fate!"
Zong Tianbao's heart was torn, and his flesh and blood became a mess.
There, there was a girl whom he had laid to rest devoutly.
He built his heart into a small garden, where the spring light was bright and the grass was warm and the wind was warm.
He was willing to let the little man laugh and play inside, and he could tolerate no matter how unbridled he was.
But now, everything has collapsed, leaving only a pile of rubble.
His heart died and the light in his eyes went out.
He hated himself, why did he get drunk that day?!
He only vaguely remembered that someone gave him a bowl of soup, and then he didn't know anything else.
What happened next was like a dream, chaotic and confusing, with only a few fragments left.
He remembered waking up in a daze and being surrounded by darkness.
My whole body was on fire and my chest was feeling tight.
Gu Xiao
He stretched out his hand a little and touched a warm body.
He was very strange and couldn't remember where he was for a moment.
But the evil fire all over his body made him feel particularly uncomfortable.
"Ah Nuan..." Zong Tianbao was extremely eager for Jiang Nuan's closeness at that time. All he wanted from beginning to end was Jiang Nuan alone.
The person next to him moved, and the skin-to-skin contact made it difficult for him to control.
He stretched out his hand and hugged the person tightly. Through the thin clothes, he could feel the woman's unique exquisite curves.
"A Nuan..." Zong Tianbao called Jiang Nuan's name, his voice hoarse.
The person in your arms wants to refuse but welcomes you.
She didn't say she wasn't An Nuan, or she didn't hear her.
In short, Zong Tianbao mistook her for Jiang Nuan.
I never thought that after a while of pleasure, I would end up in purgatory on earth.
In fact, there is no need for father to beat and scold, and there is no need for mother to scold.
Jiang Nuan's empty and dark eyes at that time had already knocked him out of reincarnation.
Zong Tianbao was ill. He had a high fever and was talking delirium, mostly calling Jiang Nuan's name.
Compared with the dire straits of Zong Tianbao, Jiang Qing's life was relatively moist.
Meng brought her maid over and put the stewed white fungus soup on the small table beside Jiang Qing's bed.
Jiang Qing was not fully recovered from her illness, so she stayed in her room all day long.
"A colleague of your father's sent several pots of orchids. Except for one pot in your father's study, the rest were brought to you." Meng loved her daughter as much as her son. "You don't like painting orchids the most."
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"It's better not to let go," Jiang Qing said emotionlessly, "I take medicine every day and the fragrance of the flowers is mixed up."
"Then you can stop taking the medicine," Meng said, sitting next to her daughter's bed. "I've been taking it for less than half a month."
Jiang Qing was still depressed. Meng glanced at the maid next to her, and the maid hurriedly retreated.
"Ah Qing, if you have anything to say, just tell mom, don't keep it in your heart." Meng said.
"Over there with the Zong family..." Jiang Qing was still a little embarrassed, but she was really worried, "Why is there still no movement?"
"You kid! You are still young and inexperienced after all," Meng smiled, "Don't worry! Although this matter is not 100% sure, it is 90% sure. Your mother still has this ability, so you can just wait and see.
Marry into the Earl’s Palace!”
"Will their family... doubt us?" Jiang Qing was a little worried, "What should we do if Zong Tianbao refuses to admit his debt?"
"Son, I'm not afraid of him being suspicious or not admitting his fault," Meng said with a smile, "If we can fight well, that's the best. If not, we won't suffer the loss after all. His clan wears shoes, and we
We are barefoot. Are we still afraid that he will run away? After all, the matter has been done, and they have to admit it no matter what!
You don’t have to worry about what tricks that country girl can cause. With your father and me supporting you, it’s useless for others to worry to death.”
In fact, Meng had long wanted to take away Jiang Nuan's marriage and give it to her daughter, but she was so deep-minded that even Jiang Yinzhi, let alone others, didn't notice.
She calculated the accounts carefully and found out that Jiang Yinzhi had only been promoted to a fifth-rank official and had no title.
Jiang Qing is already sixteen, and the marriage talks are just around the corner.
But with my current status, I can't find a family like the Zong family, let alone that their family is good and only Zong Tianbao is the only one.
As for Jiang Yinzhi, Meng just blew the pillow a little.
Jiang Nuan was upright and would not speak much for her mother's family when she was married, but Jiang Qing was different, not to mention that Jiang Yinzhi loved his younger daughter more.
