Ma Lian'er saw that he was worried about her and her heart was sweeter than if she had drunk honey. Just as she was about to say words of comfort, her heart suddenly moved. Yesterday, Young-niang meimei's words revealed that she was willing to accept her. She did not know if she had mentioned it to this cruel Langjun. Today, he was willing to worry about her, so it was obvious that he was not heartless. She did not put her heart on him in vain.
Why don't I... "She gently bit her lower lip and looked at Yang Ling with a smile that was not a smile," I will provoke him. If I can enlighten him, that would be the best. Ai! I really don't know what I owed him in my past life. As a woman, I have to do everything possible to beg him. "
Ma Lian'er glanced at Yang Ling with hidden bitterness and faintly said, "En! What can I do? I am a woman, no matter how good my words are, what kind of waves can I stir up? An elder brother is like a father. He used his status as a father to pressure me. City Secretary Bi is also a high-ranking official. What can I do? "
Yang Ling saw that her tears were about to fall. He could not help but said in a low voice, "You are free. If you are not willing, who can force you?"
Ma Lian'er originally only wanted to arouse Yang Ling's tender heart. Unexpectedly, as she spoke, she brought up her own sad memories. Her emotions were a little out of control. She sadly said, "Free? Have I? Does a woman have the right to choose her own husband? "
Her voice gradually became lower, "I want to … I like someone. For him, I don't hesitate to sacrifice my reputation and chastity, forcing myself into a dead end. It's just that I like him and want to spend the rest of my life with him. Does he appreciate it? Maybe in his heart, he sees me as a sinister, shameless, and scheming woman. If he wants me, then it's fine. If he doesn't want me, others will only praise him as a hero, a distinguished scholar, and many women will like him. But that woman will never be able to raise her head again. She will have to endure the wind blades and frost swords. "
Ma Lian'er's face turned red. She glared at Yang Ling and said: "You and Young-niang have deep feelings for each other, I have known it since that day outside the city. All right, I'm willing to be a concubine, to wait on my husband and manage the household, but it's still difficult to fulfill my wish. Hehe, I reap what I sow. Now that my reputation has been ruined, would anyone still be willing to treat me as a wife? "
Yang Ling stared blankly for a long time before he said with shame, "You … you are exceptionally intelligent and beautiful. Not every man would care about those crazy words."
Ma Lian'er did not respond to his words and said slowly, "City Prefect Bi Si has taken three concubines in Jiangnan. I heard that City Prefect Bi Si treats his concubines very harshly, and his main wife is fierce. I … I don't have a choice even if I want to be a concubine … I reap what I sow?"
Yang Ling was silent. A moment later, he took a deep breath and murmured, "Lian'er, it's not that Yang Ling forced you to walk this path. It's fate, it's fate, I … I really have something that I cannot speak of."
Ma Lian'er's eyelids drooped when she heard this, two streams of tears falling down. There was nothing more sorrowful than a dead heart. At this point, Yang Ling still found a reason to refuse her. She really felt hopeless.
Ever since that night in the snow cave in the mountains, Yang Ling's figure had been completely imprinted in Ma Lian'er's heart. He was the one most suitable for her. If she had never met him, maybe she would have found a random person to marry in the future. But now that she knew him, how could she look at a normal man who was stupid and thought of women as playthings?
Yang Ling respected her, understood her, and did not think of her as a rebellious woman. Looking at how he spoiled and loved Young-niang and never abandoned her, if she had a good home and a good home, and sincerely served him, he would also truly care and love her. He would not look down on her because of her status as a concubine, and would not abandon her after his beauty faded. Was this kind of husband not worthy of her heart? But she had bet her reputation and integrity on everything. She had completely lost, lost so badly.
Yang Ling saw her tearful face become lifeless, like a jade statue. He did not know what to do. A moment later, he gave a long sigh and helplessly said with his head down, "A woman's tears … …! Lian'er, you have to guard your father's position for three years. I will make a gentleman's agreement with you now. After three years, if Yang Ling is not … … uh … … not in dire straits, he will take you in! Of course, to be fair, you are still unmarried. At that time, you can choose another, as long as you have a man you like! "
Ma Lian'er suddenly opened her eyes and tried to blink away her tears. She said in disbelief, "Really?"
Yang Ling smiled in self-mockery, "Really! As long as at that time, Yang is not … … in dire straits, and can support you, if you are willing to enter my Yang Family, no one will stop you! "
Ma Lian'er's tears turned into a smile. She jumped down and was so happy that she wanted to throw herself at him. But once Yang Ling gave her a promise, her boldness and shrewdness were all thrown away. At this time, her expression was extremely bashful.
She bit her cherry lips, the corners of her eyes faintly curved. In a gentle voice, she said to Yang Ling, "So what if he is in dire straits? Is the position you are in now something people care about? Humph! Do you think that this little girl has been bewitched by you to the point that I can't even tell the difference between a post deputy and a city secretary? You, I have been following you so stubbornly, do you still not understand my heart? "
Yang Ling gave a dry laugh, "What's wrong with being an official now? That's right, I have something to tell you. I had originally planned to ask the fur merchants outside the border to take care of you when the rooster crows two months later to carry your coffin back home, but … … "
Yang Ling told her about his promotion to the Imperial Bodyguard Commander and the news that he would be going to the capital soon. Ma Lian'er's eyebrows rose in joy when she heard this. She said excitedly, "That's great, I was just worried that because of me … … the city secretary would cause trouble for you. Now I'm not afraid of him anymore." She thought for a moment and suddenly frowned. She said worriedly, "That's not right. Promotions in the army are not child's play. This matter is very strange."
Yang Ling chuckled, "I also think it's strange, but I don't think it's a bad thing. Who would go through so much trouble to give me a high official position, and then think about harming me?"
Ma Lian'er had already transitioned into the role of the Yang Family's daughter-in-law. She seriously thought about it and shook her head, "There is a saying that official career is dangerous, don't you know? Let me think, hmm … … based on the 'merit' you have made, there is no reason for you to be promoted three levels in a row and directly to the central command. It is even more impossible for someone in the capital to be so kind as to promote you for no reason. We have to think carefully, we can't be cheated by others … … "
The more Ma Lian'er thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. How could there be such a good thing in the world? There must be a major point that she could not understand. Whether Yang Ling's going to the capital is a good or bad thing, it must be related to this unknown point.
Yang Ling saw her sitting at the head of the kang, frowning and mumbling something. He couldn't help but laugh, "I think you can open a course to tell people's fortunes soon. Why are you thinking so much? When I enter the capital and meet Lord Zhang, the mystery will naturally be solved. No matter how much you think about it now, it's all just speculation. Why be so suspicious? "
Ma Lian'er rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, "You really have a big heart. Am I not worried about you?" She thought for a while and said, "Then … … then when you enter the capital, what should I do?"
Yang Ling said, "In the afternoon, I will ask Magistrate Huang for help. Two months later, the northern merchants will come south and help you return to Jin Ling."
Ma Lian'er's eyes dimmed and she said reluctantly, "Then … … I won't be able to see you for three years? You … … will you forget me after a long time? " She calculated in her heart, "After I help father's coffin return to my hometown, should I go to the capital to see him? If he is promoted to Commander Tong Zhi, no one will have any ideas about him. Normally, he will not enter the North Town Provost Division. If he is assigned to the South Town Provost Division of Jin Ling as an official, then … … hmm, I will wait until I have concrete news about him. "
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In Bi Chun's tent, City Secretary Bi said pleasantly to Ma Ang, "Ma Ang, our army will be returning to Zhejiang in the next few days. You know, after your father's birthday, it will be inconvenient for me to … … hahaha, otherwise, if those nerdy imperial messengers from Jiangzhe find out, it will not be worth it. I wonder if you have mentioned my feelings to your sister today?"
Ma Ang knew that his sister was an expert in riding and archery, was proficient in music, and was also very beautiful. She had always been very arrogant, so he thought that she would rather be a hero's concubine than a mediocre man's wife, she would definitely agree. Therefore, when he heard Bi Chun reveal her love for Ma Lian 'er, he did not ask his sister about it and readily agreed. He did not expect that when he mentioned it to his sister today, she would cry and scold him and chase him out.
Now that Bi Chun asked, his face could not help but stiffen. He stammered, "This … … I only asked my sister about it, but I have not mentioned your intentions. But your command is high and powerful. My sister has always been fond of heroic husbands, so I think she will not refuse. "
Bi Chun's pair of triangular eyes had been staring at his expression. Hearing his words, her face immediately darkened. When Guan Shouying came back today, she casually told him that there were rumors that Yang Yicheng and Miss Ma Lian'er were in love with each other, and that he was going to take her as his concubine. Bi Chun was very displeased at that time.
But he thought that Ma Lian'er was staying at the courier station, so it was inevitable that there would be some idle people gossiping. In terms of status and location, which part of him was inferior to Yang Ling? If Miss Ma really had the intention to become his concubine, then wouldn't he have more hope?
Thinking of Ma Lian'er's extremely beautiful and alluring appearance, he did not take the rumors to heart. But now seeing Ma Ang's expression, he thought that Miss Ma did not abide by etiquette and had an affair with Yang Yicheng. His heart immediately felt a knot.
Ma Ang saw his gloomy face and could not help but shiver. He hurriedly said, "Marriage is an important matter. How can a girl decide for herself? As the saying goes, the eldest brother is the father. I have said it before, and it means my sister. My sister is good at riding horses and archery. These days, she must be very depressed being trapped in the city. The day before yesterday, the new County Magistrate Zhang invited you to a banquet. Why don't you invite County Magistrate Zhang to hunt tomorrow? At that time, I will invite my sister to go with me. After the hunt, at the banquet, I will announce my sister's marriage to you. "
Bi Chun's gloomy face dissipated. He laughed and said, "Since that is the case, I will leave this matter to you. In a while, take my invitation to see Lord Zhang."
Ma Ang bowed and said, "Yes, Your Excellency."
Bi Chun waved his hand and said with a smile, "No need to stand on ceremony. From tomorrow onwards, you and I are a family. There is no need to stand on ceremony. He he he …"
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