Planning to marry the third master

Feng Zhuoming searched for a long time and heard a familiar female voice, so he climbed over the wall and entered.

Yun Jiayi just walked out of the house and saw a man in black coming down. He was not wearing a mask. She recognized him at a glance and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

She looked at the courtyard door and fortunately it was closed. She pushed her into the boudoir and told Sakura to guard the door.

Sakura reacted and immediately stood guard.

Yun Jiayi's forehead was wrapped in white cloth, and the blood that had seeped out had already dried. Feng Zhuoming asked, "How did you get hurt?"

Yun Jiayi said: "It will be fine in a few days, it's not a big deal."

She was about to blow out the oil lamp, but her outstretched hand was covered in bloodstains and scabs, obviously injured by diving. Feng Zhuoming stopped her, grabbed her hand and asked, "Were you often bullied at home?"

Yun Jiayi was embarrassed, curled her lips and said, "It's not a big deal. Isn't it normal to have some bumps and bruises?"

"You're not a three-year-old."

"It's normal for a three-year-old to get bumps and bruises, but is it abnormal for me? Come on, why are you here? Do you know what people in the mansion would think if they knew about you doing this?"

When Feng Zhuoming saw his ring and pendant being hung on her body, some questions were self-evident, and he asked, "Are you not getting along with your third sister?"

"Why do you ask?" Yun Jiayi was surprised. If there was a disagreement, it would happen at home. How would outsiders know about it?

Feng Zhuo Ming said: "I'm afraid you'll be angry if I tell you this, but I think I have to make the purpose of this trip clear, so that you don't think I have ulterior motives."

"you say?"

"Your third sister told my mother that you have a sweetheart named Tao. I won't tell you the rest."

Yun Jiayi's face turned cold when she heard this. She was furious and clenched her fists tightly. This rumor was almost fatal to her. She looked at Feng Zhuoming and said, "Did your mother believe it?"

"No, my brother-in-law said that when he was getting married, someone said that my sister would have trouble giving birth, and the marriage almost fell through. He told the two elders not to listen to one side and believe it."

Yun Jiayi felt better, but still unhappy. Her eyes turned red and she said, "Why did she do this? She hurt me on purpose yesterday and spread rumors today. The one with the surname Tao was my father's matchmaking for her and she asked me to go along. I haven't even said a word to anyone, so how could she be his sweetheart? She doesn't want me to live."

Feng Zhuoming was also angry and said, "This person is vicious. What do you want? I will vent your anger for you."

Yun Jiayi said, “Forget it. She will eventually blame me for her misfortune and say that I am holding a grudge against her.”

"You're not going to get angry anymore?"

"When are you going to leave? Take me with you as soon as possible. I can't bear to stay here for another day."

Feng Zhuoming felt distressed, wiped the girl's tears and said, "Okay. I'll propose to you tomorrow, and you come with me."

"Ah."

After saying this, Feng Zhuoming did not stay long and left quickly.

When he got back, he told Luo Mingrou and Feng Jinzhao about this. The two elders were very angry. How could there be such a vicious woman? Fortunately, it was just a rumor, otherwise the marriage would have been delayed.

The next day, the family prepared the engagement letter and gifts and went to the Yun Mansion.

Because of the importance attached to it, the betrothal gifts were fully prepared. The betrothal money alone filled a large box, and then there were betrothal cakes, three kinds of meat, seafood, tea, sesame, fructose, gold, silver and cloth, which filled several large carts and were wrapped in red silk, which was very festive. It attracted the attention of the people. To marry the daughter of the prefect, one must be generous, and this was sincerity enough.

Feng Zhuoming, Feng Zhuohua, Feng Jinzhao and Luo Mingrou's family went out to show their sincerity.

Today, Prefect Yun and Mrs. Yun are both here. Even if Mrs. Yun is unwilling, she has to show up on this occasion. No matter how much discord there is in the family, it cannot be shown in front of outsiders.

Luo Mingrou greeted the Yun family with a smile. When they saw Yun Jiayi coming out, everyone except Feng Zhuoming looked unhappy. The white cloth wrapped on her head did not look festive at all.

Luo Mingrou asked: "Hey, what happened, are you injured?"

Yun explained, "It was dark that day, and she accidentally hit her head while walking. I was also worried, fearing that the child would be disfigured. The master was so angry that he sold several servants who failed to take good care of the child."

Yun Jiayi wore a pink dress today, put on makeup, and pinned a hairpin on her head. She looked decent when meeting guests, but it was a little awkward on her forehead. Especially today was a good day for others to propose marriage, so there was no need to be unhappy. She curved her lips and explained, "It's all my fault for not looking at the right way."

She said it lightly, indicating that it was really no big deal.

Feng Zhuoming stood up and bowed, saying to Yun Zhifu: "Uncle, we are leaving soon, I will take her away today, and I will bring her back after my uncle and aunt discuss the wedding date with my mother."

Yun still didn't understand the situation, so he asked, "Take him away? What do you mean?"

Yun Guoliang said: "There are many rules in Bianjing. Go and learn some things in advance. I drank too much that day and forgot to tell you."

Yun said, "We can't be so hasty. This child has never left home. Besides, the wedding dress hasn't been prepared yet."

Feng Zhuohua said: "It's not urgent. My brother is about to take up an official post and has been in Lin'an for quite some time. We have someone to teach her. As for the extra chores, I, as his elder sister, will take care of them for him."

Luo Mingrou said: "Don't worry, your child will follow us and we will never treat her badly, not even against any of them." She was angry and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Feng Jinzhao said quickly: "It is more important to take office, everything else is trivial."

As a family, as long as one person speaks up, they can pull together and move in the same direction.

Prefect Yun said, "Today is urgent, why not set a date?"

Feng Zhuo Ming said: "The horses are ready. I am afraid that Miss Yun will have to follow me on the journey and suffer a lot. Bianjing is far away, and it will take about ten days to ride on the horse. But uncle, don't worry, I will not let her suffer at all when we arrive in Bianjing."

Prefect Yun pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, since it's important to take up the post, let's go."

Yun Jiayi said, "Dad, I'll go clean it up right away."

"Go."

She turned around and left quickly. People who didn't know her would think that she hated getting married and wanted to follow a man early, but the truth was that she didn't want to stay in this house for a moment.

The master and servant came out very quickly, as if they had been prepared in advance, which was unexpected. Moreover, the package they brought was very little, pitifully small.

Feng Zhuohua stood up and took Feng Zhuoming and Yun Jiayi with her, saying, "Mother, please continue chatting. I will take people to the carriage to talk about the affairs of Bianjing."

Luo Mingrou said, "Go ahead."

Yun Jiayi stood in the living room and bowed to Yun Zhifu. When their eyes met, Yun Jiayi curved her lips and said, "Dad, I'm leaving."

Prefect Yun nodded and said, "Send a message back anytime."

Yun Jiayi nodded.

No matter how numb and disappointed she felt in her heart, she knew that her father was right. Her roots once lived in the Yun Mansion in Lin'an, so she should leave some way out for him so that they could meet again someday.

Yun Mingyan, who was spying in the dark, almost tore the handkerchief in his hand into pieces.

Yun Jiayi saw this and walked up to Yun Mingyan, gritting her teeth. She really wanted to hit her, but she held back and said, "Just watch me live better than anyone else."

Yun Mingyan stepped forward and tried to attack him, "Who do you think you are!"

Feng Zhuoming grabbed her hand and said, "Try to touch her again."

After saying that, he shook the hand away, took out a towel and wiped his hands, looking very disgusted.

Yun Mingyan couldn't believe it. She didn't believe that this man would marry her after she said that. She said, "Don't be fooled by her."

Feng Zhuoming said coldly: "What other rumors do you want to make? Believe it or not, I will sue you for spreading rumors right now! I believe that once I publicize what you did, no one will dare to marry you in this life!"

“You, you, you…” Yun Mingyan was intimidated for the first time, and fear rose in his heart.

This was the first time Feng Zhuoming targeted a woman like this. It was too cheap. He pulled Yun Jiayi and said, "Let's go!"