Cheng Yujin raised her eyebrows when she heard this. Clearly, she was very surprised. Cheng Yuanjing's appearance was of course much better than her, a dabbler. However, when they were in the outer sect, Cheng Yuanjing did not participate. Why was it that when it came to the womenfolk, he was interested in participating?
Cheng Yujin raised her head. Her eyes kept moving back and forth between Cheng Yuanjing and Zhai Yanlin, trying to figure out the reason. However, whether it was Cheng Yuanjing or Zhai Yanlin, both of them had their own reputations. Both of them were very good at maintaining their composure. Cheng Yujin alone would never be able to find any clues.
Zhai Yanlin saw Cheng Yuanjing's hand holding Cheng Yujin's arm, as well as the way he was protecting Cheng Yujin. He felt an inexplicable eyesore. Zhai Yanlin quickly frowned. He suppressed the sudden irritation in his heart and said with a smile, "Alright. I have long heard that Cheng Jing Xing is proficient in both the pen and the sword. Unfortunately, I have never had the chance to learn from him. Today, you can open this Duke's eyes. "
Cheng Yujin's eyes rolled. Why did she feel that there was a strong smell of war between Cheng Yuanjing and Zhai Yanlin? Did these two have a grudge?
That shouldn't be the case. Before, Marquis Cheng, Qiqi, and Cheng Yuanjing could still politely bring Zhai Yanlin around the garden. The two of them did not seem to have a grudge. Could it be that something happened in the past few days that she did not know about?
The more Cheng Yujin thought about it, the more confused she became. Cheng Yuanjing ignored Zhai Yanlin's provocation. Instead, he held Cheng Yujin's arm and pulled her behind him. He faintly lowered his head and glanced at her, "Stand still."
Cheng Yujin nodded obediently. Actually, she was not someone who would fall while walking. It was just that the crowd was rushing. Cheng Yujin was not yet married. Being too close to a man was not good for her reputation. She was so anxious that she almost tripped. Now that Cheng Yuanjing was in front of her, the rash young men were like rabbits that saw an eagle. They did not dare to be rash. Cheng Yujin did not fall.
Cheng Yuanjing saw that Cheng Yujin was very obedient. He turned his head in satisfaction. As soon as he turned around, the gentleness in his eyes quickly diluted to nothing, returning to a cold but oppressive look. "In that case, I won't be polite."
Zhai Yanlin raised his hand and said, "Please."
Indeed, when an expert made a move, it was different. Cheng Yuanjing's questions were much more profound and extensive than Cheng Yujin's. The Langjuns present suddenly felt a wave of pressure. This kind of pressure was even more intense than when a teacher was teaching them at school. Cheng Yujin originally wanted to help. After hearing two questions, she completely gave up and obediently stood aside like a wallflower.
Lin Qingyuan unknowingly moved to the door. He heard Cheng Yuanjing's questions and smiled bitterly. He shook his head and said, "Sigh, I wanted to discuss classics with him, but he would not listen no matter how hard I tried. Who knew that at his niece's wedding, he would not be bothered at all."
His colleague followed him and was speechless. "Lin Qingyuan, you are the top scorer of this list. Cheng Yuanjing's ranking is not as high as yours. Why do you still need to discuss classics with him? "
Lin Qingyuan shook his head and said, "It's not even close. My position as the top scholar was partly due to luck. If we were to compare true ability and knowledge, no one in the 19th year of Jianwu could compare to Cheng Yuanjing. "
His colleague did not believe Lin Qingyuan's words. However, after three rounds, Zhai Yanlin was obviously at a disadvantage and could not continue. The other Prime Minister and Cheng Yuanjing were the same year as Cheng Yuanjing. When he saw Cheng Yuanjing appear, he knew that he would not be able to win today. As expected, he barely managed to continue two rounds and was unable to continue.
Cheng Yuanjing was fighting against a group of heroes alone, and his opponents were unable to fight back. Cheng Yujin's lips curled up. At this moment, Lian Qiao stepped forward and secretly tugged at Cheng Yujin's clothes.
Cheng Yujin understood. She lightly coughed and grabbed Cheng Yuanjing's sleeve and carefully tugged. Cheng Yuanjing lowered his head. Cheng Yujin gave him a meaningful look and said, "Ninth Uncle, your talent is outstanding. All the Langjuns also have unique skills. I am sincerely convinced. Marquis Huo's sincerity is clear. Our family no longer has anything to worry about. There is no harm in letting Marquis Huo pass, so as not to miss the auspicious hour. "
Cheng Yuanjing understood that the inside was finally ready. Cheng Yuanjing had not come forward for Cheng Yumo's sake. Since Cheng Yujin had said so, of course, he would agree. He took a step back and gestured in a very gentlemanly manner, "My niece is eager to protect her younger sister. I hope Marquis Jingyong can understand."
Cheng Yujin heard this and quickly added, "Yes, Ninth Uncle also wanted to verify Marquis Huo's sincerity towards my younger sister. If my daughter offended you in any way, Marquis Jingyong, please do not take it to heart. The auspicious hour has arrived. Marquis Huo, quickly go in. Second Sister has already been waiting for a long time. "
Huo Changyuan watched as Cheng Yujin was pushed by the crowd and almost fell to the ground. However, before he could step forward, Cheng Yujin was helped up by another man. Huo Changyuan's hand, which had just reached out, was clenched into a fist and held tightly behind his back. Because he was using too much force, his veins were bulging. Huo Changyuan watched with his own eyes as Cheng Yujin stood behind another man and looked at him with a nervous, expectant, and pleasantly surprised expression. She cheered for him and even helped him change the situation. Especially when Cheng Yujin secretly pulled Cheng Yuanjing's sleeve just now, in front of everyone, the two of them exchanged glances as if they were familiar with each other. The tacit understanding between them was as if they had been husband and wife for many years.
Huo Changyuan clenched his fists tightly. He kept telling himself that his wife was Mo'er, the gentle and innocent Mo'er, the Snow Mountain Goddess who had truly saved him, and not Cheng Yujin, the venomous woman. However, even so, Huo Changyuan's eyes still hurt when he saw Cheng Yujin and Cheng Yuanjing's inexplicable coordination.
Strange. Cheng Yuanjing was Cheng Yujin's uncle. It was normal for uncle and nephew to be close. Why did he find it unpleasant?
Before Huo Changyuan could figure it out, the crowd had already pushed him forward. When they passed by the screen, Huo Changyuan saw Cheng Yuanjing pulling Cheng Yujin back. The crowd was in a mess, but no one dared to approach that area. Cheng Yujin was completely standing in Cheng Yuanjing's private territory, as if she was something that belonged exclusively to him.
As if sensing Huo Changyuan's gaze, Cheng Yujin looked over and said to him with a dignified, polite, and perfect smile, "I wish Marquis Huo and Second Sister to have a child soon and live to a ripe old age together."
These words exploded in Huo Changyuan's mind with a bang. His ears buzzed, and his mind was full of "have a child soon and live to a ripe old age together."
He had heard these words somewhere before.
The words were exactly the same, but the scene, the person, and even the person who was speaking were completely different. He vaguely saw a picture. In the picture, the curtain was lowered, the red candles were deep, and an old woman was sprinkling five-colored fruits while saying auspicious words to curry favor. "I wish Madam and Marquis to have a child soon and live to a ripe old age together."
Huo Changyuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers uncontrollably tightened. That was Cheng Yujin, and the person sitting on the wedding bed was clearly Cheng Yujin.
However, at this moment, before Huo Changyuan could figure out what was going on, he was already pushed through the door. The door opened, and a big red figure sat in the middle of the bed. Her face was covered by a red veil, and only her slender figure could be seen. Hearing the sound, she seemed to be frightened and trembled slightly.
The people on both sides of the bed immediately roared with laughter, and the men loudly jeered. Even the Marquis of Yichun's womenfolk used handkerchiefs to cover their mouths, and turned to the person on the bed and teased, "The groom is here."
Everyone was laughing, and Huo Changyuan stood in the middle. For the first time, he deeply felt that something was wrong. It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this.
However, no one paid attention to Huo Changyuan's thoughts. When the ceremonial official saw Huo Changyuan standing there in a daze, he thought that this was his first wedding, and he was so happy that he became silly. A wedding was a day for newlyweds, but it also had nothing to do with the newlyweds. Soon, under the jeering of the crowd, they grasped a red silk ribbon and walked in a direction, like a brainless blockhead, surrounded by the crowd.
Huo Changyuan was like a marionette the whole time, following the instructions of the people next to him. He knelt when he wanted to and stood when he wanted to. Most of the time, he didn't even know what he was doing. Later, he bid farewell to Old Lady Cheng, Cheng Yuanhan, and the Nguyễn Clan couple, and took the red silk ribbon and sat on the horse. Only then did he vaguely realize that his wedding was over. There was still the second half of the Marquis of Yichun, but the wedding ceremony was over. Huo Changyuan had already left the Cheng Family with his bride. No matter what happened in the future, he couldn't be replaced.
He and Cheng Yumo were bound together for the rest of their lives. In the future, Cheng Yujin was no longer his ex-fiancée. She would only be his wife's older sister.
Huo Changyuan suddenly felt a sense of fear. He couldn't help but look back. At this time, the sky was dim, and the Marquis of Yichun was bustling with people. The lights were brilliant, and there were still remnants of firecrackers on the floor. When they saw Huo Changyuan turn around, the guests and relatives who hadn't left yet smiled and waved at Huo Changyuan.
… …
There were two venues for the wedding ceremony. The Cheng Family had one, and the Huo Family had another. Cheng Yujin watched with her own eyes as Huo Changyuan took Cheng Yumo out. The wedding procession came and left in a grandiose manner. The lively voices gradually flowed in another direction. The boudoir, which had been bustling just a moment ago, quickly quieted down.
After that, Cheng Yumo and Huo Changyuan went to bid farewell to their parents and pray at other shrines. This had nothing to do with Cheng Yujin. She turned around and looked around the room. She called a maid over and gave a few simple instructions. After arranging the cleaning work, she planned to go back.
If it weren't for the fact that the Cheng Family only had two daughters, and Cheng Yujin had to attend the wedding ceremony, she wouldn't have bothered with Cheng Yumo and Huo Changyuan's wedding. Cheng Yumo choosing to get married during the mourning period was her business, but Cheng Yujin cherished her reputation very much. Cheng Yujin had the reputation of observing mourning for Marquis Cheng, so she couldn't attend the wedding ceremony for a year. She didn't want to go, so she avoided the crowd and went back to her own courtyard.
Cheng Yujin had to finish the ceremony, so she left much later than the wedding procession. She thought that there was no one outside, but she didn't expect to be stopped by a voice as soon as she stepped out of the courtyard.
Xu Zhixian hid in the alley and called out to her, "Sister Jin."
Cheng Yujin turned around and saw Xu Zhixian. She smiled unexpectedly. "Second Cousin, why are you still here? Second Sister and Marquis Huo's procession has already gone. Why are you here instead of watching the fun? "
Xu Zhixian was embarrassed and couldn't say anything. He stayed here, of course, for Cheng Yujin. Although the wedding ceremony was lively, there wasn't much difference between the weddings. However, it wasn't easy to see Cheng Yujin. If he missed today, it would be difficult for him to have a chance to talk to Cheng Yujin again.
Xu Zhixian took a deep breath and said, "Sister Jin, I wasn't thinking clearly before and said some nonsense. You're not angry with me, right?"
"How could I be angry?" Cheng Yujin laughed. "Second Cousin, you're thinking too much. How could I be angry with you?"
This was the truth. Cheng Yujin had already changed her target, so she didn't care about Xu Zhixian rejecting her. When she heard him say that he didn't want to, Cheng Yujin was embarrassed. However, she wasn't sad either.
She didn't like Xu Zhixian, nor did she like the Duke House of Chang. What was there to be sad about?
… …
Zhai Yanlin was the most important person in the wedding procession. He should follow Huo Changyuan and support the Huo family. However, he only followed them for a while and felt that it was meaningless. He was distracted again and again. When he found that he was distracted, Zhai Yanlin laughed and secretly mocked himself for what was wrong with him.
However, it was rare for him to see Cheng Yujin, so he shouldn't waste this opportunity. After today, Cheng Yujin would be in mourning and wouldn't leave the residence for a year. The Duke House of Cai and the Marquis of Yichun didn't have much of a relationship, so it would be difficult for them to visit. Therefore, he could still see Cheng Yujin a few more times since they were newlyweds and their security was not tight. In the future, it would be hard to say.
Zhai Yanlin used the excuse that he needed to change his clothes and quietly left the procession. He went back the way he came. He didn't know where Cheng Yujin would go today, but he couldn't go to the banquet for female guests. He could only go back to the place he came from to try his luck.
Zhai Yanlin saw Cheng Yujin standing in the middle of the road through the moon gate. He was overjoyed. He didn't expect to be so lucky today. Cheng Yujin stood with her back to them. Xu Zhixian didn't see Zhai Yanlin because of his angle. Zhai Yanlin waved his hand at the servants behind him, indicating that they shouldn't talk. He slowly leaned against the door and listened attentively to the conversation outside.
He seemed to have heard something about "anger" and "sadness". Although he didn't hear the whole thing, based on Zhai Yanlin's understanding of the inner residence, it was most likely something like that. Zhai Yanlin raised his spirits. It was rare for him to fall in love with a woman. He already saw Cheng Yujin as his future wife. He didn't want to cause any trouble back home.
In the passageway, the two didn't notice that someone had come. Xu Zhixian looked at Cheng Yujin and seemed to have made a big decision. He said, "Sister Jin, I've thought about what my mother said that day. The more I think about it, the more I feel that I was a scoundrel. I'm not a good person. " After he finished speaking, he looked up at Cheng Yujin. He wanted to say something but hesitated. "As long as Sister Jin doesn't mind, I'm willing to marry Sister Jin."
What? Zhai Yanlin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. His face darkened.
How could he forget? This kid was the young master of the Duke House of Chang. He was also a cousin of the Cheng Family. These two were cousins and childhood sweethearts. No wonder.
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