Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

On Minglan's way back, her grandmother didn't say anything or ask what happened. She went to rest in the house after eating.

She seemed to have figured out something again, and she might not have to pretend to be timid and cautious.

There is a grandmother behind her. Even if she hides her clumsiness, her grandmother will tell her a hundred good qualities, choose her future husband for her, and even prepare a generous dowry for her.

On the other hand, her fourth sister and Lin Xiaoniang seemed to have nothing if they didn't fight.

However, the fight seemed to be fruitless. The brother-in-law married off his fourth sister with an imperial edict. It seemed that Lin Qige, a servant in the mansion, could hear faint cries in the middle of the night.

After thinking about this, the anger in my heart gradually dissipated. The next day, I pestered the old lady again and started talking intimately in the carriage.

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Yuzhou.

Mo Lan accompanied the little Shen family to go fishing a few times in Zhuangzi outside. When autumn came, she went hunting in the surrounding woods with the Zhao family, Shen family and Zou family.

I met the best of the Zou family—Little Zou.

During the whole hunting process, she was alone and proud, riding a docile horse, unable to hold the bow or the reins.

When he saw the prey, he not only did not wait for the opportunity, but kept calling his sister and brother-in-law in a tight voice. By the way, he also called Zhao Zongquan and Shen.

Shen Congxing wanted to pamper the little Zou family. The older Zou family felt shameless. He glanced at Shen Congxing. He immediately understood the older Zou family's eyes and ignored the younger Zou family.

Xiao Zou was naturally furious. When he saw that his sister and brother-in-law, who had always loved him, had abandoned him, he became furious and rode away.

She was angry, but after a while she realized that she could no longer control the reins, and cried out for help.

At this moment, Da Zou's patience reached its limit, and he asked Shen Congxing to rescue him with a cold face.

Zou's father and Zou's mother didn't care that little Zou was acting like a monster. After talking to Zhao Zongquan and his wife, they went deep into the forest.

After all, he felt embarrassed to have such a daughter in his stall.

Zhao Ceying had taken Mo Lan far away a long time ago. He had known for a long time that the third girl of the Zou family was confused. Wherever she was, she would be in trouble.

In recent years, the discipline of the eldest Zou family and Zou's father and mother Zou had no effect at all, and his unruly temper only worsened.

The boy next to him collected all the prey for Zhao Ceying and Mo Lan.

The sun was setting in the west, and the things in the hands of the servants behind could no longer be put down.

Zhao Ceying asked the boy behind him to bring the things back to the camp, while he and Mo Lan spent some time alone. Wu Yan, who was behind him, saw the look in his young master's eyes and quickly quickened his pace.

The two of them went deeper into the forest until they saw a stream. Looking in the distance, they saw a large yard.

He got off the horse, caught Mo Lan, held hands and slowly moved forward, pointed to the yard in the distance, and said with a smile.

"I saw this when I was hunting with my father when I was young. When my father saw that I liked it, he bought this yard as a birthday gift for me. The yard is remote, but it has a unique artistic conception. I always stay there for a few days every year."

"Come on, I'll take you to have a look. There's an empty room. You can just think about what items you like and put them in the room."

Mo Lan raised her head and passively followed Zhao Ceying's pace, walking forward little by little.

She felt as if she was being tricked by Zhao Ceying.

Even when passing by a stream, Zhao Ceying picked up Mo Lan to avoid getting her shoes, socks and skirt wet.

The moment he saw the whole house, Mo Lan suddenly thought of his follow-up plan. Isn't this yard a natural shelter?

Judging from Zhao Ceying's expression, I'm afraid even Shen doesn't know that Zhao Ceying has such a yard.

At that time, she only needs to bring a few people with her. Qingshan, Zaiyue, and a few guards are hiding here.

Everyone will be fine.

Zhao Ceying didn't know what was going on in Mo Lan's mind, but when she saw the smile on Mo Lan's lips, she thought she liked it.

He looked at the fallen leaves on the ground again and spoke warmly.

"I haven't had time to come here this year. This yard has been taken care of by the peasant woman on the mountain. She only sweeps the fallen leaves on the ground and the dust on the table regularly. If you come here, I will definitely have someone take care of it."

Mo Lan walked inside, it was a rare quiet place, patted the old books on the desk, and said with a smile.

"I like you very much, husband."

Looking up again, his face turned red.

After a while, he hesitated and said hoarsely, "As long as the lady likes it, I will ask Wuyan to take someone to clean it from the inside out in a few days."

Mo Lan couldn't help but think that it was easy to get along with such a person. He had been married for several months, but he still blushed when facing her, saying nothing that could even be considered love words.

Calculating it hard, it was probably an expression of satisfaction.

But the person in front of me was moved and thinking a lot.

Zhao Ceying kept his word, and after cleaning it thoroughly on the third day, he took a few days off, and only took Wuyan and Qingshan with him to fool around in the courtyard of the mountain for several days.

Apart from the mischief between the couple, Mo Lan rarely hit a wall in her interpersonal relationships.

Xiao Shen was keen on taking Mo Lan to various ladies' banquets. After going there a few times, she discovered that Xiao Shen's lively skin hid a narrow vision.

In general, they just help relatives but not take care of themselves.

The same is true for women in Yuzhou. The families where they get married will automatically form a circle and actively exclude people outside the circle.

Take Mo Lan, for example, a woman from Bianjing who is different from them.

At first it was still a novelty. Every time there was a banquet in the mansion, a greeting card would always be handed over. After asking about everything about her, they would openly exclude her.

This bad habit has also been passed on to Xiao Shen, but it is just a bad habit that is beneficial to her.

Little Shen's heart is only enough to keep the Shen family and Zhao family on good terms, and those who are willing to play with her, keep them in her heart, and classify them into areas that she can get close to, without any brainless favoritism.

When the mansion was completed, Mo Lan simply didn't bother to move around.

Anyway, she didn't come to Yuzhou to take root and live there. She would be leaving in a few months, and those Yuzhou women would have nothing to do with her.

Besides, although Xiao Shen’s words are for her sake, they are actually unnecessary disputes. The more Xiao Shen refutes, the more those Yuzhou women will find fault with Mo Lan and put all the bad things about the Sheng family in the past. He kept saying it at the table.

She didn't want to, and when she returned to Bianjing in the future, Xiao Shen kept mentioning Yuzhou's kindness.

Holding the storybook in his hand, he opened his face and turned to the next page.

The curtains in the room were pulled up, interrupting Mo Lan's thoughts.

When Cai Yun saw Zhao Ceying coming back, he smiled knowingly and backed away slowly.

Zhao Ceying saw Mo Lan leaning on the desk, smiled, gave a silent glance to the outside, and walked forward.

"Why did Dalang come back so early today?"

Zhao Ceying rubbed Mo Lan's shoulders, "There are few things to do today. I thought my wife would be fine, so I came back early. While it's still early, why don't you go out and pick out some jewelry for you."

Just as Mo Lan was about to respond, a weak cry came from the door, one after another, pitiful.

"It seems like...there's a puppy outside."

Wu Yan held the dog in his arms. The puppy had several wounds on its body and looked pitiful with its brown-yellow color and big innocent eyes.

Wu Yan didn't care about anything except doing things in front of Zhao Ceying. Today, the young master picked up a dog and asked him to feed him some food and clean it. But before he moved, the dog kept struggling and whimpering softly. .

"Sir, it refuses to eat and keeps struggling in the bath. I really have no choice."

The puppy felt uncomfortable being hugged by Wuyan, whined a few times and put it on the ground.

Mo Lan looked at the freshness, walked forward, squatted on the ground, and stroked the white hair on the top of the puppy's head.

The puppy licked its fur and looked straight at Mo Lan with its round eyes.

Zhao Ceying followed behind, took the minced meat in Wu Yan's hand, squatted on the ground, and handed it to Mo Lan.

The puppy no longer resisted. He buried his whole face in the bowl, rolled his tongue around the soup in the meat paste, and ate it one bite at a time.

Zhao Ceying said, "When I came back today, Wu Yan and I saw a puppy on the roadside. It was huddled in the corner and was pitifully tight, so we brought it back."

When he said this, Zhao Ceying's voice was very soft, tinged with tenderness that she didn't even notice. A pair of sharp yet gentle eyes met Mo Lan's slightly indifferent pupils.

Originally, Zhao Ceying wanted to send the puppy to Zhuangzi to raise. Seeing that Mo Lan liked it so much, he remembered what Dazou said about Yuzhou women not liking Mo Lan.

After a few words of discussion, the puppy was left. It happened to be able to keep Mo'er company while he was away.

After the puppy finished the food in the bowl, it wagged its tail and rubbed against Mo Lan's feet. Zhao Ceying pulled the clothes on her body, wrapped the puppy tightly, and held it in Mo Lan's arms.

Zhao Ceying remembered that this dress was Mo'er's favorite. The fabric style could not be bought in Yuzhou, and someone had to go to Bianjing to buy it.

Mo Lan held the puppy in her arms, and the puppy leaned forward very affectionately.

Quite well-behaved, but also quite stupid, just like the giggling person in front of me.

Wuyan frowned and said to Lu Zhong beside him, "Maybe I'm not born to like these things."

Lu Zhong snorted and laughed softly, "Maybe it's because you look too fierce and you always frown."

Wu Yan unconsciously relaxed and asked, "Is there any?"

Lu Zhong nodded.

Later, the two named the puppy Manchuan. It wasn't that there was any allusion to it, but it was just that he was slow to do things and react slowly.

Mo Lan has another item in her boring life in Yuzhou: walking her dog.

She doesn't care about many things, such as feeding, bathing, and making clothes for Slowly, all are done by specialized people. In this way, playing with Slowly becomes an easy task.

Little Shen was afraid of dogs, and Mo Lan felt that slowly it was hurting her eyes. The newly opened mansion was quite far away from Zhao Zongquan and Shen's mansion.

As time passed, little Shen rarely came to Mo Lan to go fishing or buy clothes.