A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Shui Qinglian smiled and said to Sizhe, "Okay, okay, then I'll wait to hold you to sleep tonight!" He didn't believe that Sikong Yan, a poor prince who had not yet experienced the world, could calculate other people's affairs, especially their romantic relationships.

Sizhe grinned and made a face at him: "Dream on!"

Shui Qinglian replied: "That's also a dream come true!"

Whose dream came true? Sikong Yan curled his lips. This water-boy loved to be competitive. "Okay, now you say you win! Do you still want to go collect herbs?"

Shui Qinglian was stunned for a moment, "Oh, if you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten!" Then she walked out and looked around.

Although this place is located in the south, the weather in winter is quite cold. There is a thin layer of frost at night. In the morning, you can see many frost beads in many concave places. When the sun comes out, they slowly melt away. The temperature at noon is the warmest. When Shui Qinglian comes out, you can see a piece of bare mountains, one after another.

"Oh, why is this mountain so bare? There's not even a place to hide people!" As he said this, he fell back into the carriage.

"God has mercy on me, a doctor! Oh, I can take a break now!"

With a whoosh, a black shadow flew in from the window. Shui Qinglian was so scared that she hugged Sikong Yan and said, "Ghost!"

Guaguamei was furious. She jumped on his head and pecked him with her mouth: "You are the ghost, you are the ghost, your whole family is ghosts!"

“Hahaha…” Sizhe laughed alone.

Shui Qinglian felt something sharp poking her head several times, accompanied by a croaking sound. She scratched her head, sat up straight and looked: "Wow, why is it you?"

A crow glared at him fiercely with its feathers standing on end.

He was very surprised and asked, "Why is the bird like this? Have I offended it?"

Si Zhe laughed and said, "You just said he was a ghost, why isn't he angry?"

"Ah?" Shui Qinglian quickly let go of her hand and stepped back in fear. But where could he retreat to in the car? "What? He can understand me?"

"Quack, quack, quack, I am the smartest bird. How dare you say I am a ghost? I peck, I peck, I peck, peck, peck..." Quack girl jumped onto him again and pecked him all over.

"Ouch, stop pecking! It hurts! It hurts!" Shui Qinglian begged for mercy.

Guaguamei jumped onto the little fox's head, looking very proud.

Shui Qinglian touched his feet and hands, this crow is so fierce. He glanced at the little fox and suddenly realized: "Oh? I understand, it turns out that he is the friend of the little fox! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Sikong Yan looked at Sizhe and never thought that he had the ability to speak like an animal. Where did he come from? He only remembered now that he had never asked him where he came from.

Shui Qinglian felt depressed when he saw Si Zhexiao. Even a bird could bully him...!

The county magistrate returned to his residence and went straight to his daughter's boudoir.

Ming Yuexin was calling on two maids to cut cloth and make new clothes. She didn't even know her father was standing at the door. She wanted to make new clothes for her future husband.

Ming Yuexin is an expert in needlework and embroidery. She is clever and deft, and can attract butterflies and bees by embroidering a flower. When it comes to making clothes, she only needs to take a look at others and she can make a piece of clothing that is both suitable and decent.

He took the cloth that the maid had cut, and he used his needle to thread it back and forth on the clothes. It took him less than half an incense stick to finish one piece. He looked up and saw his father looking at him at the door.

A smile suddenly blossomed, she put her clothes on the bed, ran over and invited her father to sit in the room. "Father, has Minister Han left yet?"

"Let's go!" The county magistrate smiled and looked at his daughter, then looked at the clothes on the bed and said, "Don't make clothes for Daddy. Daddy hasn't worn the several sets of new clothes you made!"

Ming Yuexin's face flushed: "Father, that dress is made for Minister Han!"

The county magistrate's smiling face immediately shrank: "Don't waste your time, Minister Han hasn't agreed yet." Pointing at the maid, he said: "Don't cut it, don't cut it! It's useless to cut it! Put it all away!"

Ming Yuexin didn't believe it and ordered the maid: "Don't stop, don't stop, I want to make ten sets of clothes for him! Father, I don't believe it! He has already accepted my gift."

The county magistrate wanted to make his daughter give up this idea. Going to the north to fight is a life-threatening experience, and you don't know if you will come back alive? The county magistrate doesn't care whether you are happy or not! But this matter is not up to you to decide.

He took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and placed it on the table, saying slowly, "He asked me to give it back to you!"

Mingyuexin's face turned pale in an instant: "I don't believe it!" He picked up the silk handkerchief and took a look at it. He clearly took it and put it in his arms. I saw him put it in his arms with my own eyes. He thought so in his heart. Han Shangshu just liked him. But he didn't dare to say it.

He thought that if a man liked a woman, he would put the gift she gave him in her arms right in front of her. He saw it with his own eyes. It was true!

In order to make his daughter give up, the county magistrate even made up a story!

"After you left, he gave me the handkerchief and told me that although he had not yet married, he already had a woman he loved! He told you to find another good match!"

Ming Yuexin felt very sad after hearing what his father said! But he didn't believe that Han Mingguang didn't like him. This was all his father's one-sided words.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I want him to tell me in person! Then I will believe it!" He picked up the cut cloth and started to sew it skillfully.

"Then wait until he comes back from the battle and ask him again!" This way, I can calm my daughter down first. He is at home, and I have to find a good family to marry him off quickly. It's better than not seeing him for eight or ten years.

"Ah?" Ming Yuexin was obviously surprised after hearing his father's words. His father's words proved that he did not agree with him and Han Shangshu. If he quarreled with him now! Who knows, he might lock himself up. So he nodded obediently: "Father is right, this is the only way."

The county magistrate was relieved when he saw that his daughter did not make a fuss. He stood up and said, "Your mother is too bored. Go over to her and talk to her!" Tomorrow he planned to visit various wealthy families to see if there were any good sons.

"Got it. I'll be there when I'm done!" He finished another piece of clothing.

The county magistrate looked at him for a while, then turned and left.

Ming Yuexin thought to himself, No! I have to go find him. I want him to tell me in person. Otherwise, I will feel very uncomfortable. He felt that he couldn't just sit here and wait in vain, he had to fight for the person he liked.

After making the clothes, he told the maid to pack them up! In the old days, men's clothes were relatively few colors, so he made five colors, two sets of each color! He also embroidered various totems on them to show the majesty of men!

He obediently went to his mother...

At dinner time, the county magistrate sat at the table. His daughter and wife had not yet arrived, so he ordered the servant to invite them.

The lady had just been invited over when another servant came running in hurriedly.

"Oh no, oh no, sir, miss, miss, he's gone!"

The county magistrate was startled and stood up: "Where are we going? Have you looked for the garden in the mansion? Where are his maids? And Xiaodong and Xiaoxi? Didn't I ask them to look after him?"

The servant presented a letter: "The master and the lady left a letter!"

The county magistrate's wife glanced at the letter and cried loudly: "My daughter, how could you bear to abandon your mother——"