Outside Lanxinyuan, Tang Xi hesitated for a long time and then walked over.
"Ah, Master Tang!" The maid of the Ling family looked surprised when she saw him.
Tang Xi nodded calmly and asked, "Is Uncle Ling here?"
He was asking about Mr. Ling, Miss Ling's uncle, who was here to see the bride.
The maid smiled and replied: "It's not a coincidence that Mr. Tang is here. My third master has just gone out."
Tang Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that Mr. Ling was not here, so he chose this time to come here.
"I have something I want to say. If Uncle Ling is not around, who else can explain it to me?"
"This..." the maid looked embarrassed, "I am the only one left."
"Then let me have a few words with your young lady." Tang Xi answered quickly, "Can I go to the study room? I just want to ask a few words through the curtain for a while."
The maid thought for a while and realized that she was the future master. Although it was unreasonable, she couldn't refuse her directly, so she said, "Shall I go ask the young lady? Master Ten will wait here."
Tang Xi remained calm: "Go ahead."
Not long after, the maid came to invite you.
Tang Xi entered the study and saw the bead curtain swaying slightly, reflecting a vague outline, so he bowed his head and saluted.
The gift was returned, but he spoke first: "Master Tang Shi is here unexpectedly. Do you have anything important to do?"
The soft and melodious voice was the same as in memory.
It was Tang Xi who agreed to this marriage. They had met each other in Kyoto that year. Miss Ling in my memory was an impeccable lady, gentle and polite, and good at poetry.
He was very satisfied.
Tang Xi calmed down and replied: "It's a wedding matter. There are some customs in Yidu..."
He explained the wedding customs, and Miss Ling replied: "When you are in the country, do as the Romans do. Since the wedding is in Yidu, it will naturally comply with the local customs. The tenth master does not need to worry too much, Fangruo has no objection."
"Thank you Miss Ling for your understanding." After a pause, he looked up at the person in the curtain and asked tentatively, "Miss Ling has come to Yidu from afar. I wonder if she can adapt to it these days? The weather in Yidu is a bit hotter compared to Yuancheng.
, when you first arrive here, you may not be very happy.”
The other end of the curtain replied softly: "It's a bit stuffy, but it's only March now, so it's far from hot."
Tang Xi found another topic: "How did Miss Ling sleep well? Is Lanxinyuan too close to the street..."
Hearing him looking for something to say, the maids inside and outside the house couldn't help laughing.
Mr. Tang Shi came here specially to see the young lady, right?
Yes, we are getting married soon. It would be worrying if we were cold to the young lady.
Miss Ling did not smile, but still answered his questions patiently.
Tang Xi asked questions here and there, but in the end he had nothing to ask. After being embarrassed for a while, he could only say goodbye.
As soon as he left, the maids started chattering among themselves.
"Miss, Miss, this Mr. Tang is nothing like the rumors!"
"Yes! They say that at such a young age he doesn't panic when things happen. I think he is just like a young man in front of the young lady."
"Who wouldn't like a talent like Miss? Master Tang Shi is certainly no exception."
"Looking at Mr. Tang's behavior, the young lady will definitely be harmonious as husband and wife in the future."
Behind the bead curtain, Miss Ling waved her fan gently, with a picturesque look on her face, and said softly: "You are the only ones who talk a lot. It's almost dark, so hurry up and pack up and have a meal."
"Yes, yes, yes." The maids responded with smiles, and surrounded Miss Ling as she left the study.
After everyone left, a dark atmosphere gradually filled the study.
…
"Let me go, let me go!"
Wen Xiuyi was dragged back by Shi Qing.
After entering the main room, Shi Qing finally let go of his hand.
Wen Xiuyi jumped up and was about to speak when she was blocked by Shi Qing: "Heal first!"
Then she was given medicine.
Wen Xiuyi was forcibly pressed down by him, and she could only do her exercises while cursing: "Shi Qing, what do you mean? Do you want to rebel? I am the leader of the Wu Sect! How dare you do this to me?"
Shi Qing said coldly: "If you weren't the master of the sect, why would I have put so much effort into it? Xiuyi! Please wake up, now is not the time to fight for your leisure! Can't you see? Now is the best time for our Wumen to recover.
, for this goal, it is worth giving everything we have! Do you think I like that woman that much? Do you think I can't see that she is deliberately angry with you? But so what? Compared to the revival of the Wumen, being a little wronged is nothing.
?You saw it just now, that is the lost inheritance of our witch sect, aren't you moved?"
Wen Xiuyi couldn't help but think of what she saw when she guarded that corner instead of the Bagua Mirror.
"Xiuyi, you have to know that voodoo is nothing." Shi Qingfang said in a soft voice, "Our witches are not witches' witches, not witch doctors' witches, but witches' witches and witches' witches! We should
We are people who have access to ghosts and gods, people who control yin and yang, even the emperors who rule the world should treat us with great courtesy. Instead of living in the Tang family like a guest like we do now, only doing what we are told."
Wen Xiuyi's expression moved slightly.
"... Think about it, what our master recorded in the manual, if our witch sect can be revived, if we can be as powerful as our master, they will only feel honored to have your favorite second son, and they will not dare to despise it.
?The only blame is that our Wumen has declined too much and does not have enough weight."
Wen Xiuyi was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.
"As for that woman, after we learn how to deal with her, it's not just a matter of words. Think about it for yourself, whether what I said makes sense."
Seeing that she had calmed down, Shi Qing left these words and went out first.
…
Mingwei returned to the small building and received the plum and vegetable pancakes sent by Ji Xiaowu's trustee.
When it was delivered to her, the cake was still steaming and fragrant.
"Mr. Ji bought this on the street, which means that Miss Qi must have never eaten it, so it was brought here specially for you to try."
Ming smiled slightly: "My cousin is really childish. He always thinks about delicious food and fun wherever he goes."
In front of the maids, she broke open the sesame cakes and gave each of them a piece: "Don't you need to eat after eating such a large piece of cake? Come, let's eat together."
Xue Ying took a bite and narrowed her eyes: "Well, it tastes very good! It's from Grandma Zhang's house, right? Her pickles are the most authentic."
Haiyan, who had always been very cold, also took a few bites and nodded: "It's delicious."
Ming smiled, shared the meal with the two maids, and then went to wash his hands.
The little white snake jumped out of her sleeve and swallowed the discarded oil paper.
At night, both Snow Parrot and Haiyan went to sleep. Mingwei opened his eyes and whispered: "Spit it out."
"Yes, sir." The little white snake spit out the oil paper obediently.
Ming Weizai looked at the lines on the oil paper carefully and couldn't help but smile: "Cousin, what are you so anxious about?" She patted the little white snake on the head, "Go and send a message and ask him to keep an eye on Lan Xinyuan for me.
As for when to leave, I probably won’t be able to leave at the moment. Be careful on the road, and if anything unusual happens, sneak back quickly and don’t let anyone catch you.”
"I understand, sir." The little white snake turned into a puff of smoke, flew out of the window, and disappeared into the grass. (To be continued)