MTL - After Time Travel, I Married the Heroine and Her Brother-Chapter 63

There are rules for officials in the Sheng Dynasty when they are on and off duty. If they are above the fourth rank, they must enter the palace to make a pilgrimage to see Tianyan. The rest of the officials can go to each yamen to order their hairs, so they are on duty every moment of the hairs. The next duty time is the third quarter of Shenshi, but if the yamen has too many things, it will be postponed.

Every three days in January, everyone can rest for three days.

Today is not a holiday, Ye Ping thought that he would not come back until after Shen Shi at the earliest, otherwise he would not have invited Xue Niang to dinner with such a big fanfare.

She was already quite frightened, not to mention Wen Ruqin.

The moment Wen Ruqin saw her second brother, her face turned pale.

The second elder brother was most unwilling to get close to others, no one except Mr. Song could set foot in this yard before. Since she was a child, she has always only dared to look at it from a distance, not even getting close.

Now she not only came in, but also grandiosely eating sauce bones with her second sister-in-law in the house. She knew that the second elder brother not only didn't like to be close to others, but also liked cleanliness very much, and couldn't tolerate any filth. She and the second sister-in-law each ate a pile of bones, and there were sauces everywhere on the table. The second brother would definitely be angry.

what to do?

When she was feeling anxious, Ye Ping had already gone up to meet her.

"Your Majesty, are these for me?"

There is a sign of Yunlai Restaurant on the food box, so there must be vegetables in it.

Officials are free to eat at noon, which is only an hour before and after. Ye Ping couldn't figure out the intention of the man bringing the vegetables back for a while, so she went to pick up the food box with a flattering smile, but Wen Yu handed the food box to Mrs. Zeng, and walked into the inner room.

Mrs. Zeng was carrying the food box, and her heart was even heavier than the food box.

Ye Ping quickly winked at Wen Ruqin, and Wen Ruqin came over with a pale face.

"Second sister-in-law, I..."

"You go back first, I will find you later."

"Then...then I'll go." Wen Ruqin didn't dare to look in the direction of the inner room, and supported Hongsang to leave with her weak legs.

As soon as she left, Ye Ping followed into the inner room.

Wen Yu sat beside the big bed, with a big sword on his horse.

The imposing manner is frightening, but still dignified and handsome.

"I don't have a good appetite recently. It just so happened that Xueniang came over today, so I wanted to eat something fresh. If I had known that you would bring food back, I would have kept my stomach waiting for you."

Poor appetite?

Wen Yu's eyes are cold.

Just now he could clearly see that the gnawed bones in front of this little liar were piled up like a hill. Fortunately, he believed that she could not eat well, so he asked the new chef to prepare a few dishes in the restaurant.

"Is the sauce bone delicious?"

"It's okay." Ye Ping can't say that it's not delicious against her will, after all, the way she ate just now has been seen by this person.

"Is it the bone that tastes better, or the person who eats it better?"

"...It's okay. It's not that you don't know the relationship between me and Xueniang. On the one hand, it's because she is the benefactor of the Ye family, and on the other hand, it's because she is your younger sister."

Wen Yu twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, with a dull expression.

The atmosphere froze for a while, Ye Ping pinched her palms, and "thumped" in her chest. Even if she had the closest contact with the person in front of her, she was still afraid and nervous.

What a couple!

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that her body began to stiffen.

Wen Yu finally moved. He stretched his slender legs and changed into a more domineering posture. It was as if an iceberg had suddenly collapsed, making people even more frightened.

"When did you come?"

Ye Ping's heart skipped a beat, "I..."

What does this person mean?

Why are you asking this question?

Wen Yu's eyes were like knives, as if he wanted to see through her, "If my guess is right, it was after the drowning."

Ye Ping took a deep breath, and secretly said that she deserved to be engaged in criminal affairs. This insight and reasoning ability are simply amazing.

"...Mmm." She lowered her head, not daring to look at him. Bringing up this matter for no reason, what exactly is Wen Yu trying to do?

"After you came, I didn't meet you until that day at the Duke's Mansion Poetry Festival. Why did you say that when you first met me?"

"I... know that I have transmigrated into a book, and when I read that book, I yearn for you. Your means and your righteousness all make my heart move."

"Yeah?"

Wen Yu looked at her, with swords and swords in his eyes.

She had goosebumps, and her back was cold.

Before that, she was convinced that this person didn't believe the deep affection she said, perhaps because of the same fate, he was a little more tolerant of her than others. It was precisely because of this tolerance that she had the illusion. So when this tolerance is gone, will she lose her life again?

Did she work hard for so long, or did she return to the original point?

"...Jun Wang, do you believe in love at first sight? Is it the feeling of being shot by the arrow of marriage if you take one more look in the crowd?"

"So you fell in love with me at first sight?"

Ye Ping nodded.

Immediately, I felt that the other party's hand was placed on my heart, and I groped for a while. The slender hands like jade bamboo, against the green robe, are blue and white, all the color of jade.

Obviously there is no charming color, but her cheeks are ashamed.

There's nothing like that for two days, did she think about it?

impossible!

But if this man insists on doing bad things during the day, she can't accept it.

"It turned out to be the arrow of marriage."

"Exactly, I have a fate with the county king, and the arrow of marriage hit me."

After a long time, Wen Yu withdrew his hand.

"Remember, no **** is allowed."

…

That night, he did not come back.

Ye Ping was wearing a red gauze dress, waiting until late at night. Before going to sleep, people have not come back. When she went to bed alone, she looked at the curtain and scolded her mother. Fortunately, she thought that the two of them would get back together, and there would inevitably be a romantic night, but it turned out that she was acting passionately.

Thinking angrily, sleeping alone is best.

On the second day, Wen Yu still didn't come back, but sent Yu Jiu back to fetch some things. Yu Jiu said that the county king had official duties, but he refused to say a word.

Ye Ping thought to himself, for a man who is supremely powerful, forgetting to eat and sleep should be the norm when working. She happened to be happy and leisurely, eating and sleeping.

However, she woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep anymore.

When she woke up on the third day, she was listless.

Sanxi and the others became more cautious one by one, talking and walking much lighter than usual.

It is really comfortable to eat alone and read a book alone. Originally, this was the life Ye Ping wanted most, but for some reason, she was still a little impetuous amidst the uneasiness. Wen Ruqin came over in the afternoon, but she didn't dare to enter the yard again. Ye Ping was helpless, so she had to go out of the yard and talk to her under the ancient tung tree.

Until dusk, Wen Yu still didn't come back.

Ye Ping lay in a daze in front of the window couch, she didn't think she had such a big influence that she could control the emotions of that old man who had lived for two lives.

She laughed at herself, feeling that she was thinking too much.

But for the good life in the future, the matter of hugging the thigh cannot be slackened for a day.

…

In the dungeon of the punishment department, the tongue of fire is like a letter.

A **** man was hung in mid-air with his lutes pierced, and blood trickled down his feet to the ground drop by drop. There was a strong smell of blood, and those blood-stained instruments of torture were particularly frightening.

Qian Zhangyu held a triangular iron in his hand, and put it in the brazier to burn red with a blank expression.

"It's a hard mouth, and you haven't spoken for three days. I want to see if your bones are hard, or the thing in my hand is hard."

The iron was burning red, so red that it was frightening.

The hanging person seemed unconscious, like a dead body.

"Wait."

A person in the dark appeared, wearing black clothes and a golden crown, like a noble son from a noble family who had stumbled into a dungeon by mistake.

"My lord." Qian Zhangyu obeyed the order and put down the iron, "This person's bones are hard, how about capital punishment?"

The so-called capital punishment includes Ling Chi's convulsions and deboning. When the corpse-like man heard these two words, no one part of his intact body even trembled.

Wen Yu walked forward gracefully and slowly with her hands behind her back. There is no trace of warmth in the pitch-black pupils, the perfect facial features are like ice sculptures, and the whole body is cold like a living person.

"You have a son."

The corpse-like blood man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of surprise.

No.

impossible.

He hid his son so tightly that no one could find him.

Wen Yu said again: "Although the village is remote, it is not without isolation from the world. What's more, under the fence, no matter how well-arranged it is, sooner or later there will be clues. At that time, the people behind you may not be able to attack him .”

The blood man's body trembled again, and panic appeared in his eyes.

"...No." His voice was like a broken bellows, extremely unpleasant.

"I can protect him."

The blood man closed his eyes when he heard the words, and he looked like a dead body.

Qian Zhangju snorted coldly, "I don't know what to do!"

Fu picked up the iron again, ready to torture.

The blood man suddenly opened his eyes, "I said."

Qian Zhangyu put down the iron and let out another cold snort.

After a long time, the blood man finished explaining everything and begged Wen Yu to give him a break.

Of course, Wen Yu didn't need to do something like this, it was Qian Zhang Prison who did it. Qian Zhangju respectfully sent Wen Yu away, looking at his ordinary boss that day, inexplicably felt that something had changed since the adults got married.

It seems to have softened.

Wen Yu left the Criminal Division and looked at the sky.

The night was dark, and he had not returned home for three days. That bright little face seemed to be close in front of his eyes, and his laughter and anger were so exciting that he couldn't help but quicken his steps.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he suddenly thought of something. He didn't go back to the house directly, but went to the study first. After removing his blood-stained coat, he heard movement outside the door.

The barefooted little girl ran in and threw herself into his arms.

"Your Majesty, you... don't ignore me, okay?"

Her small face was full of tears.

She was dressed in red pajamas, which made her skin more like snow.

The little girl bit her lip, her eyes filled with tears. "...I know I'm not good, I'm greedy. It's my luck that you can marry me. But I...have become more and more dissatisfied. I used to think that seeing you from time to time was enough, but later I thought again that I would be willing to be famous even if I have no status. But now... now I want to be your real wife... keep doing it..."

Mom, my feet hurt so much.

Ye Ping got the news as soon as he entered the mansion. Originally, I thought that the courtyard was paved with blue bricks all the way, so it would not hurt my feet, but who would have thought that there would be small stones, what a miscalculation.

"Your Majesty, talk to me, okay?"

She has done this for the sake of it. If the old swan is still putting on airs, isn't it a bit too puzzling?

Suddenly she felt her feet being held tightly, and Wen Yu's callused fingertips gently brushed the skin of her instep, her heart trembled violently and her nerves tensed at the same time.

What is this man trying to do?

What did she do wrong that made him really want to **** her hands and feet?

"The king of the county."

"do not move."

Anyway, I opened my mouth, it's really not easy.

The big palm slid to the bottom of her feet, moving Mosuo once and for all.

She endured the itch, maintaining a pitiful and innocent appearance.

"Your Majesty, you have ignored me these few days. I don't think about food or tea. Do you think I've lost weight?"

Wen Yu lowered her eyes, and supported her slender feet with her big palm.

He didn't speak, and he didn't exude a frightening cold air, Ye Ping gradually became more courageous. Leaning on him, she buried her head in his arms shyly.

The familiar breath actually made people feel somewhat nostalgic for no reason.

"Your Majesty, can I stay tonight?"

"good."

First they took a bath together, then rolled the sheets together, then took a bath together, and then rolled the sheets again. After repeating this several times, Ye Ping was too tired to move her fingers.

There is still a price to pay for holding the thigh, and this old swan meat is getting harder and harder to eat.

…

The master regained his favor, and all the servants walked much more briskly. Especially when Ye Ping slept until noon, Sanxi and the others became more and more happy.

Wen Ruqin came again in the afternoon, but still dared not enter the house.

Ye Ping had no choice but to accompany her to the Snow Garden.

The sister-in-law and sister-in-law were drinking tea and chatting about the affairs of the Duke's mansion. Ever since the story of Princess Qingyang trampling the white cat to death came out, King Zhang went to the mausoleum again. This sacrifice is said to last for nine days, and Princess Qingyang will go with her. Because of King Zhang's move, there were fewer rumors in Beijing, and many praised King Zhang. Mrs. Wen's illness has also improved a bit, and I heard that she can get up and eat.

Ye Ping didn't believe that the old lady was really sick before, so she smiled and said nothing.

"I heard that before Princess Qingyang left Beijing, my aunt went to the palace in person and sent a lot of things there."

The daughter-in-law who has been chosen from thousands of people, it is naturally impossible for Mrs. Wen to resign because of such a trivial matter. The more she was in such a situation, the more she wanted to conquer the heart of her future daughter-in-law.

Speaking of this, Wen Ruqin hesitated to speak.

"Is there anything else?" Ye Ping asked.

"...No, no more." What Wen Ruqin didn't say was that the aunt not only gave gifts to the Prince's Mansion, but also Xuanpinghou's Mansion. I heard that Mrs. Shen was very happy and personally sent the aunt out of the house. It was rumored outside that the marriage between the Duke's Mansion and the Hou's Mansion might be finalized in the near future.

"It's really gone? Is there something wrong with Wen Ruyu?"

"...It seems that she is going to be engaged to Shen Shizi." Wen Ruqin finally said it, her voice full of disappointment.

Ye Ping sneered, "They can't make it."

"Why?"

"Because you and Shen Shizi are made for each other." Ye Ping rubbed her hair, "No matter how many twists and turns there are, you will definitely marry Shen Shizi. This is my wish and your second brother's wish. "

Wen Ruqin couldn't believe her ears. If this was just the second sister-in-law's wish, she would believe it. But second brother... would second brother really want her to marry Shen Shizi?

In this way, even just listening to it is enough to move people.

"Second sister-in-law, I...it doesn't matter if I don't marry Shen Shizi. I have a second sister-in-law and a second elder brother..."

"What nonsense, you can still spend the rest of your life with me and your second brother."

It's useless for this silly girl to be willing, Wen Yu definitely disagrees.

After this incident, Ye Ping vaguely guessed something. The old swan seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the fact that he was getting close to Xueniang, and he didn't know why.

She thought that she had to coax that person tonight, and then find a chance to bring up the matter of Xueniang and Shen Shizi.

I don't want my aunt and sister-in-law to talk, but someone from the front yard comes to report that Mrs. Chang has come.

As soon as Mrs. Chang entered the door, she laughed before saying anything.

"Congratulations to the princess of the county, congratulations to the princess of the county."

"Where does the joy come from?" Ye Ping also smiled and greeted her, seeing Mrs. Chang's expression, there should be some happy news. As for the happy event, we will know later.

Ever since His Majesty bestowed the marriage, Madam Chang often feels emotional.

Who would have thought that the woman from a low background and a bad reputation would marry into the princess mansion. There is no mother in the princess mansion, and the princess of the county is in charge of the house as soon as she enters the door. No one will be envious after hearing this.

Tea and snacks are served, and the host and guest are seated.

Mrs. Chang took a sip of her tea and gave a good compliment.

"I'm here today, entrusted by Master Hou and Madam Hou of the Xuanping Hou Mansion, to propose marriage to your second daughter?"

Ye Ping was a little surprised, and thought that Shen Shizi's actions were quick, and he was able to say that he was the first to attack Xuan Pinghou and his wife. He is worthy of being the hero.

No, not right.

Mrs. Shen is optimistic about Wen Ruyu, and almost everyone knows that, it is impossible to send someone to the Princess's mansion to propose marriage just before the news of the two families' engagement. Mrs. Chang said that it was Lord Hou first, and then Mrs. Hou, which proves that it is Xuan Pinghou who is in charge of this marriage, not Mrs. Shen.

It's Wen Yu.

Is that person completely unable to tolerate Xue Niang?

She must agree to the marriage, this is a predestined marriage. But the conventions must be followed, she said she would discuss with the county king and give a reply in two days.

The two chatted very happily. Madam Chang was all smiles when she left. Seeing her again today, she just felt that the county concubine spoke and acted very well. She was very different from last time. She was really not an ordinary person.

After sending Madam Chang away, Ye Ping went to Snow Garden.

Wen Ruqin was overwhelmed with surprises when she heard that the Hou Mansion sent someone to propose a marriage, but she couldn't recover for a long time. After reacting, I cried and laughed, sobbing choked up.

The second sister-in-law really didn't coax her.

If it wasn't for the second sister-in-law, the second brother wouldn't care about her. If it wasn't for the second brother, it would be impossible for the Xuanping Hou Mansion to take a fancy to her. How could she be able to meet such a good sister-in-law.

Hong Sang cried harder than she did, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ye Ping.

The reason why the girl is today is because of the princess of the county.

Wen Ruqin cried until she choked up, "Second sister-in-law, I... how can I thank you, and second brother..."

"As long as you have a good life, you are thanking us."

Lovers finally get married, even if they knew the plot earlier, it still makes people happy. Thinking of the truth, Ye Ping felt slightly complicated.

This silly girl doesn't know that she is being rejected.

She ordered that before the marriage was settled, no rumors would be revealed.

By the time they left Snow Garden, it was already late.

Going back along the way, he saw Wen Yu standing under the ancient tung tree from a distance. The tree shadows are mottled and swaying, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. When he looked up, there seemed to be thousands of lights pouring out of his eyes.

Ye Ping felt those rays of light converging in the air, weaving strand by strand into a huge net, hanging above her head, and then covering her head and face.

An absurd thought inexplicably flashed through her mind: there was no escape.