Song Chengxuan stopped and said, "That's too much trouble."
An Yihou was overjoyed and immediately ordered people: "Go and clean up the house." Everything seemed to have returned to what it was many years ago.
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Xu Qinghuan took Yingui and others to pack the boxes and cages, and the matter in Changzhou was completely resolved. Now she was eager to return home, and she couldn't wait to be home to reunite with her grandmother and mother immediately.
"The Marquis asked Mr. Song to rest in the front yard." The steward's mother came in and reported.
Xu Qinghuan was startled. He didn't expect that Song Chengxuan had not left. After something like Huijing happened, shouldn't the yamen be busy? How could he have the time to come here?
When he was in Fengxiang, I saw him running around non-stop all day long, but now he seems to be a different person.
"Probably because I want to separate from the lady!" Yin Gui saw that there was no one else in the room, so she whispered in Xu Qinghuan's ear.
Xu Qinghuan's face turned red: "What are you talking about?"
"My slave is right," Yin Gui smiled. "Although Mr. Song will also come to Beijing, he will definitely not be able to come with us. It will be at least ten days before we meet again... From this point of view, Mr. Song is very
I am concerned about our eldest daughter."
"That's natural," Feng Chu said with a calm face, as if she was talking about ordinary things without any hesitation, "Didn't Lord Song already sacrifice his life when he was in Beijing...risk his life to save the eldest lady?"
Yin Gui couldn't help but sigh. She didn't know how to say good things to Feng Chu. The eldest lady hadn't responded yet, so what could Feng Chu say?
Xu Qinghuan looked at Yin Gui and Feng Chu and said deliberately: "You are not young anymore. Shouldn't you tell the mother in charge that she will start to prepare the dowry for you?"
Yin Gui immediately begged for mercy: "Miss, I will never talk nonsense again. Miss, please spare me this time."
Feng Chu looked at Yin Gui and giggled.
Yin Gui spat at her: "You're not afraid, are you?"
"I'm not afraid," Feng Chu smiled until her eyes narrowed. "The eldest lady can't live without me. Who will serve me when I get married? Sister Yingui can't do it either. Sister Yingui is timid and can't compare to me."
Yin Gui was so angry that she stamped her feet, the two of them started making noises, and the room was full of joy.
"What are you talking about?" An Yihou walked into the courtyard and heard laughter from a distance.
Xu Qinghuan immediately welcomed him out: "We are packing things."
An Yihou nodded: "It's time to prepare." Thinking of returning to the capital to inform the Dowager about Qing Huan's marriage, An Yihou became a little worried.
Yin Gui and Feng Chu retreated, and then Marquis An Yi said: "Your grandmother still doesn't know Master Song's identity, so we still can't hide this matter from her. Don't talk about it yet. I will explain it carefully when I get back."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Father is afraid that grandma will not agree?"
An Yihou thought for a moment and then said: "Seeing that you have reached the age of marriage proposal, your grandmother and I have also discussed your marriage. I have thought about choosing a son from a high-ranking family in Beijing, but your grandmother is not very happy."
Xu Qinghuan had never heard his father mention such a thing before, so he simply poured a cup of tea and handed it to his father, sitting aside and listening carefully.
An Yihou continued: "I asked your grandmother what she was thinking. Your grandmother thought for a long time before saying that she wanted to find a similar family for you, and she didn't care about the future of that child, as long as she was willing to treat you well.
, the relationship in the family is simple, just hold a small position in the court, even if you don't want to become an official, you can still run a few shops. "
Xu Qinghuan didn't expect her grandmother to have such thoughts.
An Yihou shook his head: "I feel very strange in my heart. There are no elders in the family who are not willing to let their children marry into high families. Maybe your grandmother is afraid that there are too many rules in high families, and you will inevitably be wronged after getting married.
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However, among the talented people working in the capital, there are also those from ordinary family backgrounds. Your grandmother was dissatisfied when she saw them, saying that those people who only wanted to enter the officialdom were inevitably competitive and had too many demands on their wives.
I think your grandmother was frightened by what happened back then, and she wanted to keep you and your future husband away from the political situation, so she was restrained in finding a marriage for you, and the request she made seemed like she was asking someone to marry you."
Thinking about it this way, the identity of the Crown Prince of Wei was naturally contrary to what his mother had in mind.
The King of Wei is a member of the royal family and cannot stay away from the court affairs. The Crown Prince is also responsible for the unjust case of the family being exterminated by the King of Wei, so it is inevitable that he will be exposed to wind and rain.
But fortunately, my mother has always been trustworthy and trustworthy. With the agreement made back then, my mother will probably nod in the end.
"Father, there is no need to worry," Xu Qinghuan said softly, "Grandma has always thought better than anyone else and will not cause problems for father. Besides, this is what our Xu family should do."
An Yihou nodded: "I hope so." When it came to marriage, he began to be reluctant to let go of his daughter. Sometimes he even thought that his mother's proposal was not bad. Even if he had children, he could let his uncle marry him, which would get the best of both worlds.
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Song Chengxuan sat at the desk drinking tea, saying he came to rest, but he never closed his eyes.
Both the army and the yamen had things to do, and he originally didn't want to stay in the Xu family for too long, but Xu Qinghuan's appearance of being frightened by nightmares made him a little uneasy.
Her expressions and demeanor are all too real. For such a strong person, what kind of difficulties would she be so panicked about?
He had also had such a time, dreaming that the Wei Palace was exterminated, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free or change.
"Sir." Yong Ye's voice sounded outside the door.
Song Chengxuan responded, Yongye opened the door, and then looked behind him.
Xu Qinghuan walked in.
The door of the room was closed again, Xu Qinghuan stood there and looked at Song Chengxuan. After what happened just now, it would still feel strange to see him again.
Song Chengxuan sat there without speaking, just waiting for her to speak.
Xu Qinghuan cleared her throat: "Let me ask when Mrs. Song is going to leave."
"Tomorrow," Song Chengxuan said, "the family is also busy packing up. Grandma has to go back to Quanzhou first, and then bring her people to Beijing with her."
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "I made some needlework for the old lady and will send it over in a moment. We are also planning to set off in the next two days."
She held the veil tightly.
"Stop rubbing that handkerchief," Song Chengxuan's eyes dimmed, "This is the Xu family, and I won't do anything."
Who knows, it depends on what kind of Master Song he is.
Song Chengxuan stood up and his tone became softer unconsciously: "Is everything okay now?"
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "It's okay, everything is fine."
"But who did you dream about?" Song Chengxuan asked again.
Xu Qinghuan thought that he probably didn't call out Li Xu's name, so he shook his head: "No one, it's just a dream."
Song Chengxuan did not ask any more questions, but walked towards the door: "There is still something to do in the Yamen, so I won't stay any longer." At this point, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, whether it was an illusion or not.
Just waiting for him to leave?
Song Chengxuan was about to walk to the door, and Xu Qinghuan was about to see him off when his arm stretched out again. As soon as he got closer, she felt his warm breath blowing against her face.
"I guess you didn't prepare anything for me. This hairpin on your head should be your favorite thing. You have worn it from Fengxiang to here, so why not just give it to me!"
Before she could object, he had already taken away the pearl hairpin from her head, and then the handkerchief in her hand was also taken away.
"And this needle and thread must have been embroidered by you yourself."
Xu Qinghuan's eyes widened. How did he discover the difference between Master Song and those robbers who took advantage of others?