After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Su Xuanming staggered out of the house and held Chen Yixuan's hand, his eyes full of expectation and anxiety: "Yixuan, Jingniang, is she... is she okay?"

Su Xuanming's heart felt like it was being rubbed by someone. He was afraid that Jingniang was determined to leave, and he was also afraid that she would be alone and helpless and would be sad alone.

Chen Yixuan's smile froze on his face. His big black eyes didn't dare look at Su Xuanming, but only kept stealing glances at Gu Nanxi.

Su Yunting's legs were numb from waiting outside the door, so he urged unhappily, "Brother asked you a question, just answer it truthfully. Why are you looking at my mother?"

"This...ah? Um, that..." Chen Yixuan's toes unconsciously drew circles on the ground to ease his inner embarrassment.

Gu Nanxi endured the discomfort in her legs and nodded to Chen Yixuan: "Now that things have come to this, there is nothing that cannot be said in public. Feel free to speak boldly."

After getting Gu Nanxi's agreement, Chen Yixuan said angrily, "Jingniang changed several cars in a row and took a remote road. Brother Jiu said that this road looked like a beggar's way. So he asked us to split into two groups, one to report to the government office, and the other to follow closely behind."

When Su Xuanming heard this, he was shocked. How could this be possible?

Jingniang was in her prime, naturally beautiful, but she was deceived by a beggar and will only be sold to that dirty place!

"Hurry! Yixuan, take me to find Jingniang! She needs me now." Su Xuanming picked up the sword hanging on the wall and went to save the beauty with great momentum.

Unexpectedly, because he was too anxious, his left foot tripped over his right foot and he fell flat on his face.

"Tsk tsk, with your skills, go and fight them one by one." Su Yunting sat down and poured himself a glass of agarwood water.

Su Xuanming looked at Su Yunting disapprovingly and blamed him, "Second brother, if you don't want to go, then don't go. Don't stop me."

Su Yunting snorted coldly and pointed in the direction of Chen Yixuan: "Look, Tenth Brother is anxious. Why don't you listen to what he has to say?"

Seeing that the two brothers were about to quarrel again about Jingniang, Chen Yixuan hurriedly quickened his speech and explained the whole story.

"The carriage stopped at a small courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing. An old woman came out and they had a pleasant conversation. Finally, the old woman welcomed Jingniang in. We asked the neighbors and learned that the owner of the courtyard was a young man."

Upon hearing this, Su Xuanming froze in place.

The scene was so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing.

Suddenly, an evil wind blew by, and a thick dark cloud blocked the bright moon.

In the darkness, everyone couldn't see Su Xuanming's expression. They could only hear his hoarse voice as he slowly spoke, "I have to go and take a look. What if something really happened to her?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bright moon reappeared. Under the cold moonlight, Su Xuanming's eyes were covered with thick mist, as if tears were about to fall in the next second.

"Alas." Gu Nanxi sighed, then patted her numb legs, stood up, and waved her hands, "Let's go! Let's all go!"

"Okay! Godmother!"

Seven or eight strong young men, some tall and thin, some short and stocky, all had stern faces and walked with murderous steps, as if they were not going to care for Jingniang but to fight.

In order to save time, the group only used two carriages, and Chen Yixuan and Li Mingde volunteered to act as coachmen.

Under the bright moonlight, tired birds returned to their nests. Two carriages went against the flow of people, dodging left and right, and headed straight for the country road.

Su Xuanming would occasionally lean out from the door curtain and anxiously ask, "Are we there yet? How long will it take?"

Su Yunting pouted, but at least he had improved and knew to save face for others. He only complained quietly: "This is the first time I see someone rushing to be cuckolded. Isn't it better to just part ways? Why do you have to tear off the fig leaf?"

Gu Nanxi took out a small piece of candied fruit from her purse and stuffed it into Su Yunting's mouth: "Yunyan eats more tofu pudding, so you should eat more candied fruit."

Su Yunting's cheeks were puffy, and he asked vaguely, "Why?"

Su Yunyan was concentrating on peeling melon seeds for Gu Nanxi. When she heard the question, she answered without hesitation: "You lack sweetness in your life."

Gu Nanxi stroked his forehead and stuffed another candied fruit into Su Yunyan's mouth.

These two guys are equally matched, so neither of them can say anything against the other.

The carriage galloped and soon arrived at a small courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.

The small courtyard looked old, and the tiles on the roof had traces of smoke.

Because it is located among the fields, the air is filled with the smell of farm manure.

Su Xuanming had been holding back his tears all the way, but they finally fell: "Why did Jingniang come here when the environment is so harsh?"

Jiang Guanghai touched his chin and kindly gave the young man some common sense: "It's not that hard. Housing in Kyoto is expensive and every inch of land is worth a lot of money. An ordinary official would have to go without food and drink for 200 years to be able to afford a house in Kyoto. Although the suburbs of Beijing are a bit far away, those who can afford real estate are not ordinary people."

For a moment, Su Xuanming didn't know whether he should continue crying.

Su Yunting sighed softly, leaned close to Gu Nanxi's ear, and said jokingly: "Mother, it turns out that Seventh Brother Jiang Guanghai is the one who needs candied fruit the most. I am a little bit bad-mouthed, but he really doesn't understand."

Gu Nanxi tapped Su Yunting's forehead and glared at him: "You knowingly committed the crime, you deserve to be beaten!"

Gu Nanxi and others parked the carriage at a corner not far from the yard and watched Su Xuanming go to knock on the door alone.

"Yan Lang! You finally came to see me!"

The woman's joyful voice echoed across the field.

Jingniang was seen wearing a misty purple gauze bodice, a deep blue gown, and a wide forged skirt embroidered with large butterflies, which fluttered up and down like life as the woman walked in joy.

"Why are you here?!" Jingniang's smile froze on her face the moment she saw Su Xuanming.

Su Xuanming lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and whispered, "I, I'm worried about you."

Jingniang looked behind her nervously, then leaned out to look around. Seeing that there was no one, she quietly walked out of the door, leaving it ajar.

"Su Lang, since you've come to me, I won't hide anything from you. A wise bird chooses the right tree to inhabit. I, Li Ningjing, am not willing to be a merchant girl my whole life, nor am I willing to have my descendants be inferior to others! I want to defy fate and change my destiny!"

"Although you are the eldest son of the Marquis of Yongchang, you are not good at taking the imperial examinations, nor are you good at fighting. You will live a mediocre life. This is not what I want!"

"Besides," Jingniang bit her lips tightly. The rumors and humiliation she had suffered in the past were still like a knife, torturing her.

"I really can't beat your mother!" Drops of crystal tears slid down Jingniang's beautiful cheeks.

Su Xuanming, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head and stammered, "Jingniang, I, I can take the imperial examination! I will study hard!"

"Su Xuanming!" Jingniang scolded in a low voice, "You are at the bottom of the class in Songshan Academy, and you can't enter the Imperial College. How can you compare with Yan Fusong, Master Yan?!"

Jingniang turned back to the courtyard, leaving Su Xuanming with a resolute back: "I will never think about you, and you should not think about me! Give the heart you once gave me to others!"