Chapter 36 Decondensation

She was relieved and took the half of the melon and ate it little by little. The scholarly lady is elegant. Every time the seasonal melons and fruits are sent to the kitchen, they are carefully cut into pieces. Such a vulgar way of eating is also fresh and quite heroic.

The room said, "In a few days, Zhixian's mother's brother will get married, and you can go with your grandmother."

She tucked her mouth and asked, "Are you going?"

He nodded, not only because of his leisure, but also because Wei Xi is his cousin and a colleague in the court. No matter how busy he is, he has to make time.

He walked to the wall, hung his sword back to its original place, and said, "Lan Sheng and I will go. There are many people that day. Don't walk alone. If you don't leave your family, you will be foolproof."

She put down the spoon and said, "I don't want to go. I can't be laughed at in such a place!" Just go with your grandmother. It doesn't matter if I'm alone at home.

He frowned, "What's the laughing stock? Who can know about you? Don't think too much. Your mother has arranged things very well, and there will never be any rumors.

She crossed her hands and put her arms around her neck, with a gloomy look on her face. "You can fool others, and you can't fool yourself. The people in Zhixian's family will definitely know that she will take care of them to guard against me entering the new house, not asking me to walk around, not to touch things... I think about it, this is more uncomfortable than scratching my ears. What else should I do?"

She covered her face again, which seemed to be embarrassing. Looking at her with pity, she can always easily involve his nerves, as if she was born to make him painful. He understood her mind, and there was still a magic barrier in her heart, and she could not overcome her own obstacles. She is afraid that others will despise her and would rather imprison herself.

The last incident in Qinglu should have hit her very hard. She is open-minded on the surface, but after all, she is a careful and sensitive woman. A word of others will be branded on her soul. Maybe it's buried deep and can't be seen at a glance, but the lesion is always there, faintly painful.

He was a little resentful and idle, although she didn't say anything. In fact, if you really want to destroy a person, sometimes there is only one expression and a gesture. She has made Bu Nuan afraid. When Bu Nuan was the least confident, he said countless words of encouragement and comfort, which could not match her slightly contemptuous look.

"You are too worried." He said with difficulty, "Zhixian promised not to reveal your affairs to your family. Don't worry about me. If you don't want to be by your grandmother's side, follow me."

She slowly put down her hand, tilted her head and thought, and then smiled shyly, "I'm not! If you want to be with a male guest, I will stick to you like a tail, and you will be laughed at later.

"I lead my own children, who will laugh when they are full?" He said with a playful expression on his face.

She seemed to be unhappy and said calmly, "I'm not a child. I'll be there in March. Look at me, I'm not short." She stood up and stood in front of him and compared his hands above his head. She is still an adult and still has a lot of room for growth. It should be no problem to grow to his shoulder in the future.

Rong and smiled, "It's not short to get to my armpit."

She puffed her cheeks, "It's not because I'm short, it's because you're too tall!"

"Is that right?" He thought for a moment, "That makes sense!"

She looked at him sideways. Her pupils were black and white, which was the purest color in the world. He sat at the table to tidy up the study, and she leaned on the mat. He turned his face and glanced at her, and then his mood suddenly opened up. She is happy in his sight. There are too many intrigues in the adult world. He is with her. She is charming, and he doesn't have to think too much when dealing with it. Even if he said something wrong to make her angry, he could still stand up. It was really funny that she dared not say anything.

"Then will you go or not?" His fingers stroked the title page of the book, "I don't want to leave you at home alone."

If he wants her to go, she should go, but she can't help but worry. Who can predict what will happen in such a crowded place? God knows how to promise him in private! She gradually began to resist leisure. She couldn't say what the reason was, even if she was not good here or there.

She shook her head slowly, "I don't want to go. I'm afraid I'll hear people chewing their tongues behind their backs."

He didn't force it. He put it down and said, "Well, don't go if you don't go!" I happen to go to Muzhou for a job, and I won't come back that day.

"Are you going to Muzhou?" She straightened up and became very worried, "Is it a rebellion? For the matter of the female emperor?"

What a female emperor! She is just a Taoist priest who can do some magic. He didn't go here for this matter. Such a small uprising can be suppressed by a state capital. He is patrolling there, and the court has to transfer two folding mansions to garrison the border, and it is necessary to hand over with the generals stationed there. But looking at her hurry, he was in a funny mood again. The words were vague, like receiving Fu, only receiving the upper half of theque, and the second half of theque deliberately stopped.

She repeatedly wondered what the definition of "can spell" is. Is it like the fox spirit mentioned in the picture book, can sprinkle beans and become soldiers, and be charming? She felt terrible and looked at him in panic, "Do you have to go?"

He nod, "You must go. This is your majesty's will."

She said, "What about Lan Sheng?" Will he go with you?"

He lowered his head and fiddled with the Shoushan stone paperweight on the table, "Lan Sheng is from Zuoweiwei Mansion. He has his own business to do. How can he be with me all the time!"

What should I do? She was dumbfounded there and found that the general's name sounded powerful and actually had to bear a lot of dangers.

"You can't catch demons. Why did you ask you to go?" She muttered and twisted her fingers, "You just said you were going to Yefu to watch the ceremony..."

"Yes." He casually picked up the pen, sketched it on the official document, and answered, "Anyway, if you don't go, it's boring for me to stay there, so I will stay in Muzhou for two days and come back later."

Bu Nuan turned the corner and smiled, "My uncle really said that he had to let me go. He made these rounds and turns, which shocked me."

He covered up his cough and said, "I just think it's good for you to go out and get in touch with more people. Do you remember your cousin in Youzhou? Her daughter just passed away last year. I gave her a book yesterday and told her about your current situation. Her husband's family is not an official in the government or opposition, and he doesn't know many people. You can take her daughter's name. In this way, you don't have to worry about choosing a son-in-law in the future.

The smile at the corners of her mouth gradually disappeared, and she turned her face away, and she only felt uncomfortable. After all, he, like everyone else, worried about her marriage, for fear that she would not settle down in the future and would spend her life in Shen's house.

She stopped talking and secretly wondered if she was too eager to make progress, which made her misunderstand again. She was silent for a while, and she said for a long time, "uncle, in fact, since Xia Jingchun passed away, I have thought that there are many people in the world who can't be together even if they love each other. It doesn't matter whether I can get married or not in the future. I told my mother that when I was really desperate, I would twist my hair to be my sister-in-law. Keep the marriage in this life and use it for the next life.

He didn't look at her, and the expression on his face was a little sad. He said, "You child..."

She bent her arm and lay on several points. His profile was lonely, his eyes were lowered, and his expression seemed to have a kind of gentle pity. She smiled bitterly and said peacefully, "I always thought I had an idea, but if I had to leave the cabinet one day, as long as my uncle ordered me to be a concubine, I wouldn't even frown."

He paused, couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and slapped the table, "What are you talking about!"

She was so scared that she thought about it for a while and whispered, "I'm telling the truth. I'll listen to you. I'll do whatever you call me."

Suddenly entered a dead end, and the steps became heavier and heavier. Previously, it was clear that he wanted to eat together easily. No matter how quiet he was, there were always lonely times. As long as she was here, he could relieve his fatigue and didn't want to gradually deviate from the right track, which caught people off guard.

"That's all." He waved his hand and said, "You don't want to hear it. Can I stop saying that?"

She curled her lips and said, "Don't slap the table in the future. It will scare me."

She smiled furly, and he had no choice. She has a changeable personality and has to follow it. In case something goes wrong, she will blow her up. Since she is resistant, let's mention the marriage later! She is only fifteen years old and still young, and she can stay for a year or two. It was sent out hastily. If she meets someone who is not happy, it is better not to marry, even if she is raised in a boudoir for a lifetime. As long as she wants to, there is nothing she can't do.

Lunch was delivered on the shore, and the two servants carried it, arranged delicious food and went back to the shore, estimating that the master would use it and then go to the center of the lake to clean up. He got up and scooped porridge for her and arranged it in the same way. She sat cross-legged like a monk, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She just grinned darkly. Her uncle danced the knife and gun and did the odd jobs of these women as usual.

She took a sip of rice soup and marveled. Her uncle's ten fingers were so beautiful, slender and slender, not like a general's hand at all. He is a real person, does not wear bright armor, and stands there in a robe alone. Who can guess that such a beautiful beauty is a general!

"What are you thinking about?"

He held the blue and white bowl, and his deep eyes slanted from the top of the bowl. She blushed and couldn't answer. What did she say? Uncle, do you think you are really beautiful? He will definitely be choked, and maybe he will put the bowl on her head.

"Nothing." She hesitated, drank the porridge three or twice, and handed over the empty bowl, "What else?"

The lid of porridge soup is next to her, but she tried to make things difficult for him. He put down his chopsticks to pick up her bowl, and his spoiled eyes seemed to be a kind father, as if it was a good thing for the child to love to eat, and the more he ate, the happier he became.

Bu Nuan was still with appreciation at first, but later he felt that it was not good. He must be a good father and maybe a good husband in the future. Look at his sharp hands and feet. Did he take care of her in the same way when he was with Zhixian?