Wake up and become a son-in-law

"Young Master! Things have been arranged," Shangguan Wan'er said respectfully. The Young Master nodded, "Very good... You can draft a letter to Wu Yu'er immediately and ask her to come to Chang'an..."

Shangguan Wan'er was stunned, "Young Master... you..." Her tone was hesitant to speak, and her eyes were a little displeased, "What? How can a woman's kindness be achieved? Don't worry, I won't kill her, but in her hands If there is something I want, send some people to Wu Yuer’s residence and search for me tokens and other things.”

Shangguan Wan'er was a little puzzled, but she was relieved inside. After all, Wu Yu'er was also innocent. A playful smile appeared on the corner of the young master's lips, "Since you want to drag him down so much... then I can help you, haha ...." After saying that, he pulled Shangguan Wan'er into his arms....

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"Uncle...get up," Xiao'e said softly, supporting her chin with one hand. She looked at Lan Yuheng with her clear eyes. Her eyes were a little different. There was still a little childishness in her beautiful little face. She looked at it. Looking at the plum blossom handkerchief in his hand, he carefully put it away...

"Huh? Call me Goose, I'll sleep a little longer..." Lan Yuheng said in a daze, and Xiao'e was hesitant to speak. "Uncle... Miss and the others will talk about it later..." Lan Yuheng said in a daze. Yuheng stretched out his hand to hold Xiao'e in his arms. Xiao'e suddenly looked bitter and said, "Uncle... don't torment me."

Lan Yuheng rubbed his eyes, "What's wrong with you? I'm just going to hug you, and I'll call you husband in the future." Xiao'e suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's... uncle" Lan Yuheng frowned. Didn’t you say you call me Xianggong?”

Xiao'e shook her head, "I'd better call you uncle. After all, I'm used to it... I don't ask my uncle to treat me well in the future, but... I just hope that my uncle won't dislike me and let me stay by my side." Add more tea and water... I'll be content." In fact, she also wanted to call her husband, but the master and servant knew that this could not be changed.

She didn't want to cause the young lady to be estranged from her because of this, as long as she regarded Lan Yuheng as her husband in her heart. After all, all she should give was given to her uncle, which was her wish...

Lan Yuheng held Xiao'e in her arms. "What are you thinking about? My uncle won't let you go. Let's sleep with him for a while." Xiao'e glanced at her uncle secretly. She was sure that she was just squinting and stopped struggling. .

"Uncle...you..." Xiao'e's face turned red, and she obviously felt a very dishonest hand on her waist. Lan Yuheng coughed dryly, "I'll just let it go..." Xiao'e said I breathed a sigh of relief now that I believed my uncle.

"Huh? Uncle, why are you taking off your maid's clothes..."

"Oh...just take off your clothes."

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"Yuheng, wake up. If you don't get up, I'll have to wake you up." Li Shiqi said with a smile. Lan Yuheng nodded, "How is Qingyi?"

Li Shiqi chuckled lightly, "Miss Liu looked good all night, but..." Li Shiqi was a little confused, "But Miss Liu's bed board collapsed for some reason. It seems that I need to replace it with something better."

Lan Yuheng was a little surprised, "I'm just telling you... I heard you right last night..." Li Shiqi saw Lan Yuheng talking to herself, "What's wrong with Yuheng?"

"Oh...it's nothing. I'll go over and take a look." Lan Yuheng didn't explain anything. Li Shiqi looked at the yard. "Where's Xiao'e?" Lan Yuheng's face turned red. "Xiao'e feels a little uncomfortable...I want to rest more." meeting"

An inexplicable flash appeared on Li Shiqi's pretty face, and she pulled Lan Yuheng aside. Seeing that there was no one around, she said sternly, "Mr. Sir... please restrain yourself from these things... don't over indulge yourself."

She is Lan Yuheng's wife, so it is better for her to talk about many things. Lan Yuheng touched his nose and was obviously a little embarrassed. Li Shiqi sighed, "My husband, please don't do this all the time. Sister Yu'er has already told me It’s happened a few times. As a man, things between husband and wife are normal. I don’t mean to blame my husband, but I just need to know how to restrain myself. Yuyi is more dependent on you, so I just rely on you. Xiao’e treats you He also said that if you obey his advice, from now on..."

Li Shiqi really had a headache. It would be fine if her husband-in-law only had a few wives and concubines like her. But looking at the situation, it would be a matter of time before Leng Siniang was killed, and Mu Qianqian was also an uncertain factor. When the time came, her husband-in-law would end up being young at a young age. If he passes away, then some people will cry...

"What the lady is saying is..." Lan Yuheng couldn't help but cough a few times and leaned into Li Shiqi's ear. "Qier, don't worry, that old man Qian Jizi..." Lan Yuheng said in Li Shiqi's ear. What is this? Li Shiqi's pretty face turned red, her eyes flashed with suspicion, but at least she felt at ease, "Really?"

Lan Yuheng nodded hurriedly, "No! I spent 500 taels after all! Don't worry, my husband knows..." Li Shiqi pursed her lips, "Go and see Miss Liu... You really are, even Xiao'e You can't bear to go through all the trouble!" After saying that, he hit Lan Yuheng on the body, then turned and left...

As soon as Lan Yuheng arrived at Leng Siniang's residence, he saw Mu Qianqian and Mu Yu'er coming out. Lan Yuheng was a little surprised. Mu Yu'er walked up to Lan Yuheng and gently stroked Lan Yuheng's collar. "Why do you get up so late, sir?" There was an inexplicable smile in her tone, and it was obvious that she knew something.

Mu Qianqian's pretty face turned a little red, "Sir..." Lan Yuheng raised his eyebrows, maybe they knew something, Lan Yuheng pretended to be calm, "Well... I just got up, are you here to find Qingyi?" "

Mu Qianqian nodded, "I'm here to apologize to Miss Liu..." Lan Yuheng said with a smile, "Qingyi just has a weird personality. He doesn't have any bad intentions. From now on, he will live in peace and let the past be the same." "

Mu Qianqian's beautiful eyes glanced at Lan Yuheng, and finally lowered her head without saying anything. Mu Yu'er smiled and said, "Yuheng, go and see Miss Liu. Miss Liu's bed board was broken this morning, and now she's ordering her servants to repair it." "

Lan Yuheng was also a little curious. The bed could collapse even if she slept on it. This Leng Siniang was really not an ordinary person. "Okay... you guys go ahead." Mu Yu'er glanced at Leng Siniang and pulled Mu Qianqian away for a few steps. He paused and said, "By the way, Yuheng... Zijun has been waiting for you in the lobby for some time."

"What is he waiting for me for?" Lan Yuheng was a little confused. Mu Yu'er pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Is it possible that my husband has fallen asleep? You promised to accompany Zijun to Wulong Temple." The tone was slightly teasing, Lan Yu Heng's old face turned red, "Oh... My husband has always remembered this, but I've been seeing a lot of things recently. I'll go there in a minute..."

Mu Yu'er held back her laughter and pulled Mu Qianqian, who had a strange look on her side, away...

"Ahem Qingyi..." Lan Yuheng walked to the room and saw Leng Siniang sitting there. Leng Siniang had a cold face. She had heard Lan Yuheng's voice for a long time, but she was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Lan Yuheng glanced at the changed bed board. The servants laid out the quilt for him, and then he left carefully. After everyone left, Lan Yuheng smiled and said, "I'll help you over." After saying that, he planned to move Leng Si Mother pulled her up, but Leng Siniang waved her hand away, causing Lan Yuheng to pull away. Lan Yuheng's mouth twitched, how could he have offended this aunt?

"Um...what's wrong with Qingyi? Is this bed uncomfortable? If so, I'll ask someone to change you into a more comfortable one." Lan Yuheng didn't realize what happened for a while, thinking that Leng Siniang was sleeping Feeling uncomfortable, Leng Siniang looked at Lan Yuheng coldly, "You are a drunkard and a womanizer!"

Lan Yuheng's old face couldn't help but heat up, "Qingyi, what did you say? I don't understand..." What's going on with Leng Siniang? Why is she scolding herself so much? It seems like she didn't do anything... .

Leng Siniang was too lazy to answer him. "I want to rest when I go out." Lan Yuheng looked at the sky, "The sun hasn't come out yet... Why are you taking a rest?"

Leng Siniang's face turned cold. "What does it have to do with you whether I rest or not? If you don't let me out, I will do it!" Lan Yuheng glanced at Leng Siniang secretly. Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, she laughed. " Well... Qingyi, you have a good rest." After saying that, he left in a somewhat annoyed tone...

"Yuheng, aren't you chatting with Miss Liu? Why are you here?" Mu Yu'er was going to the lobby, but she met Lan Yuheng who was a little unhappy. Lan Yuheng sighed, "You are such a coward, my husband. Leng Siniang is always scolding your husband-in-law, and she almost did it just now... Come and let your husband-in-law hug you."

Mu Yu'er was a little displeased when she heard this, and she obviously sympathized with her husband-in-law, but the last sentence... made her couldn't help but stare at Lan Yuheng, but she still leaned over and let Lan Yuheng hold her, "Miss Liu, for no reason. Why are you scolding you?" Lan Yuheng took Mu Yu'er and sat down on a random stone pier, holding her in her arms. "I didn't know...Anyway, she would take it out on me whenever she was unhappy... .”

Mu Yu'er didn't know what to say, "Sir, don't sit down, Zijun is waiting for you outside." Lan Yuheng rolled her eyes, "Let him wait, just follow the cowhide every day... Forget it, don't talk about it, just take it easy." Have you forgiven Miss Mu?" Mu Yu'er thought seriously, "She should have forgiven her, and Miss Liu didn't say anything."

"Okay, let's go to the lobby." Lan Yuheng picked up Mu Yu'er and walked directly to the lobby. Mu Yu'er was immediately unhappy, "Ah! Yuheng, what are you doing? Zijun won't be able to see it!" Lan Yuheng smiled slightly and said before When he almost reached the lobby, he put Mu Yu'er down and said, "What's the matter... Why don't I give you a hug at home?"

Mu Yu'er rolled her eyes at Lan Yuheng, her pretty face turned red, and adjusted her skirt slightly before following Lan Yuheng into the lobby. When Xie Zijun saw that Lan Yuheng had finally arrived, she also laughed, "Sir! Today you are But you promised me to go to Wulong Temple!"

Lan Yuheng sighed, "Okay, okay, when will we leave? How long will it take?" Xie Zijun blinked, "Just one day..."

"Okay! Let's go now without further ado?" Lan Yuheng didn't think much about it.

"Yu Heng... Why don't you go after eating? Otherwise, you'll be hungry on the way." Mu Yu'er was worried that her husband would be hungry. Xie Zijun smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master! I have prepared food. I will eat with my husband." Just go on the way." Seeing that Zijun was ready, Mu Yu'er could only agree, "My husband will leave early and come back early..."

"Hey sister? Where has my husband gone? I looked around and couldn't find him." Mo Yuyi asked a little strangely. Mu Yu'er smiled and said, "Stop looking. Yuheng and Zijun went to Wulong Temple."

"Ah?" Mo Yuyi's delicate face looked troubled, "I was still thinking that my husband would teach me music. If I had known, we would have followed him..."

Mu Yu'er rolled her eyes at Mo Yuyi, "Okay, okay, that's all you need to be careful about. My husband probably won't be back today, so you'd better not think about it."

Mo Yuyi frowned slightly, looking unhappy...

"Your Majesty... How long will we stay in this temple?" Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but ask. Wu Meiniang looked around the rather deserted temple. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, she said, " Now there is no peace in the palace. Concubine Xiao's matter has made the emperor impatient, and this matter is very involved. If you don't want to be exposed, don't be arrogant. I came here to offer incense and seek peace for the sake of the saint, so I came out to hide for a while. good"

Her tone was a little more smiling, and Shangguan Wan'er also smiled and said, "That's true. I heard that this matter was all done by Jianghu people. These Jianghu people are related to Lord Shen, so the matter is a bit more complicated. If the emperor insists on a thorough investigation, too many people will be implicated, and now that the Turks have different intentions, they are really needed at this time, so the emperor should also have a headache..."

Wu Meiniang glanced at Shangguan Wan'er lightly, and Shangguan Wan'er suddenly froze. "Mother...I said the wrong thing..." Wu Meiniang turned her eyes away and said calmly, "Don't talk too much about these things, the wall has ears..."

"Yes..." Shangguan Wan'er nodded hurriedly, and suddenly the words changed, "Are you going to ask for the lottery? I heard that the lottery here is very good." Wu Meiniang glanced at Shangguan Wan'er with a half-smile, "I don't want to argue about ghosts and gods. I believe this." After saying that, he left alone. Shangguan Wan'er hurriedly followed, but Wu Meiniang suddenly stopped again, nearly bumping into Shangguan Wan'er who was behind her. "Mother?"

Wu Meiniang raised her eyebrows and said, "Let's go...please sign the lottery for peace of mind..."

"Hey, donor, are you asking for a signature or asking something?" An old monk smiled slightly, quite like a master. Wu Meiniang smiled lightly and said, "Ask a word."

The monk smiled faintly, "I think the donor is not a believer in Buddhism. Since he doesn't believe in it... why do you ask me?" Wu Meiniang didn't show any pretense. "If you don't believe it, you don't believe it. You have to do something when you come, right?"

"The word "wisdom" covers everything, egrets stand in the snow, a fool sees a heron, a wise man sees snow, a wise man sees white, he sees mountains as mountains and water as water. I wonder what the donor is looking at?"

Wu Meiniang frowned and said nothing. The old monk continued, "The flowers bloomed all over the tree, and the flowers fell from thousands of branches. There is only one left, and the sky will follow the wind tomorrow. When the flowers are gone, there is still a tree, and when the tree is gone, there is still a heart. People have hearts, and heart is the most complicated word. It has kindness, disgust, selfishness, lust, and a desire for power..."

Wu Meiniang's eyes shrank sharply, and then her gaze became sharper. The old monk seemed not to care and continued, "There is something poetic about a person without knowing a word, a Zen feeling when a verse is not mixed, and a feeling of wine when a spoonful is not wet. You don’t know a stone, but you paint a lot of meaning. Poems, Zen, wine and paintings are not limited to the outside, but all belong to the heart... If you want too much, you will lose your original intention. I hope the donor will respect himself, Amitabha..."

Wu Meiniang snorted coldly, "I just asked for one word. Why are you telling me so many useless things?" The old monk smiled faintly, "One word can be said in many ways. The situation is unpredictable and the world is unpredictable. One word can change things for the better. That’s good, I’m just telling the donor the most suitable explanation.”

Wu Meiniang narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and finally turned around and left. Shangguan Wan'er also hurriedly followed, obviously feeling a little baffled.

"Since the donor is here, why not ask for a lottery?" the old monk said lightly. Wu Meiniang stopped and returned to the main hall in silence. She hesitated and knelt on the futon. The old monk handed the smoked lottery box to He looked at Wu Meiniang, then stepped aside and stopped talking.