There is space for the married man

An Yinheng came back after Meng Xijue and the others left. You Jingshu saw him go back to his house like a thief, and stared at him thoughtfully.

"They left?" An Yinheng asked.

"En." You Jingshu nodded, but his eyes did not shift away from An Yinheng.

An Yinheng was horrified by him, You Jingshu's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and no one could hide secrets in front of him.

"You..." As soon as You Jingshu said a word, An Yinheng immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, but You Jingshu avoided him in disgust.

"Brother, please don't open your mouth." An Yinheng said beggingly, patting You Jingshu's shoulder.

If You Jingshu was just doubting a moment ago, now he is absolutely sure.

After a moment of silence, You Jingshu pulled his hand off his shoulders and said, "May I be blessed."

It's okay if An Yinheng likes someone else, maybe it's possible, but You Jingshu didn't expect that the person An Yinheng likes would be a good friend who grew up together, and also the most sensible person among them.

Hearing You Jingshu's words, An Yinheng was about to cry. You Jingshu's attitude clearly meant that he didn't like them.

"Do you really think there is no hope at all?" An Yinheng asked cautiously.

You Jingshu half-closed his long eyelashes, and said, "I don't want to lie to you, you are all my friends, and I don't want to see either of you being sad, but Yinheng's identity determines the outcome of both of you, he is not the kind of bright People who know that there is no chance of winning and will invest."

Why doesn't An Yinheng know these words, it's because he knows too much that he has been unwilling to face it, he said with a wry smile: "I don't want to be this prince either..."

You Jingshu patted him on the shoulder and said, "But if you are a commoner, you probably won't even have the chance to meet him."

An Yinheng was shocked, for the first time he was not so repulsed by his identity.

……

Wen Shilun feels very uncomfortable recently. Wen Lang has been back to Pingcheng for so long, but he hasn't been back once. He originally thought that Wen Lang would bring You Jingshu back to his mother's house the next day after Miansheng.

But now more than half a month has passed, and he has never seen Wen Lang again. Although some people scolded Wen Lang for being a white-eyed wolf, many people pointed at their family, saying that Wen Lang and You Jia hated each other. They are gone, and they haven't been back to Wen's residence for so long, it is obvious that the stupid things Wen's family did back then hurt them.

Now the Wen family has become a joke in Pingcheng, saying that their marriage has turned into a feud.

"I asked you to send a letter to Wen Lang asking him to come back, did you send it?" Wen Shilun paced back and forth restlessly.

Wen Shilun's wife, Zhou Yuelan was very upset that Wen Lang could come back, but it was one thing that they didn't want to see Wen Lang, but it was another thing that Wen Lang didn't know how to come to see him.

"I've been asked to send it over a long time ago. Didn't Brother Lang hold grudges? We didn't treat him badly, did you? That You Jingshu is the dream lover of many girls, and the You family and his wife are kind people. It’s a fool to look down on him, why doesn’t he understand our good intentions.” Zhou Yuelan wiped her tears with a handkerchief as she spoke.

Wen Shilun stared at the words, "He dares! I'm his father. If he didn't have me, where did he come from, and raised him for 17 years, shouldn't it be right for him to marry his sister in place of him? His sister is going to suffer that, she is really vicious, just like his mother!"

"Master, don't get so angry. If he doesn't come again, I will ask Hui Er to invite him tomorrow. His own brother will invite him. He will definitely come back." Zhou Yuelan stroked Wen Shilun's chest , to help him feel better.

"He really has a lot of face. A concubine wants his son to invite him." Although Wen Shilun scolded Wen Lang, he didn't say that he wouldn't let Wen Chenghui go.

Although Zhou Yuelan hated Wen Lang's putting on airs in her heart, it was a supreme honor for Wen Lang to be bestowed with the title of knighthood. His older brother might not be able to have children in his lifetime, so the knighthood should naturally fall on her son Wen Chenghui's head.

As for the You family, the emperor granted Wen Lang the title, so it's nothing to do with the You family. If Wen Lang and You Jingshu had no sons, Wen Lang's younger brother would naturally be closer than You Jingshu's younger brother.

Wen Chenghui just came back from Xiang Jinlei's house. He heard that Xiang Jinlei was conspired to beat him up, and was stripped of his clothes by beggars. After meeting Xiang Jinlei, I found that those words were not rumors at all, but true.

Xiang Jinlei was really dying, and his whole person became very gloomy, curled up in the dark like a poisonous snake, Wen Chenghui came out of Xiang Jinlei's room, his back was drenched in cold sweat from fright.

He remembered that Xiang Jinlei told him that You Jingshu's legs were no different from ordinary people, and that Wen Lang was not only not stupid but also very smart.

When Xiang Jinlei mentioned Wen Lang, his eyes were full of greed, and Wen Chenghui was filled with shock. Xiang Jinlei, who once despised Wen Lang very much, became possessive of him after seeing Wen Lang once. got smarter?

"What are you thinking about? You were so focused that you almost hit a pillar." A woman in pink grabbed Wen Chenghui and said angrily.

She was born delicate and beautiful, with bright eyes and a graceful figure, and she can't take your eyes off her when she smiles.

"Sister, I went to visit brother Jinlei just now, and he has become so scary." Standing under the sun, Wen Chenghui still had lingering fears.

Wen Pingting frowned, and said, "Stop interacting with him."

"I won't go anymore, I'm scared to death." Wen Chenghui patted his chest, his eyes lit up, and said, "Brother Jinlei told me that he saw You Jingshu and that idiot."

"You Jingshu's legs really healed?" Wen Pingting was also infatuated with You Jingshu back then, after all, if she hadn't had a good pregnancy, she would never have been able to be You Jingshu's fiancée.

Which woman and elder brother in Pingcheng don't envy her, even the princess should envy her.

This marriage contract greatly satisfied Wen Pingting's vanity, so much so that when You's family had an accident and Wen Lang married her for her, even though many people came to propose marriage, Wen Pingting didn't look down on her.

After all, after being You Jingshu's fiancée, who can catch the eye and be comparable to You Jingshu.

What's more, even if her father was promoted, he was only a third-rank official. How could a real prince or grandson look up to her?

This made Wen Pingting still haven't made a marriage, but when she heard that You Jingshu had returned and her legs had healed, her daughter's heart beat again.

She didn't believe that You Jingshu could fall in love with Wen Lang, it must be You Jiaxin who left Wen Lang as a fool, Wen Pingting concluded that You Jingshu and Wen Lang must be a superficial couple.

"Brother Jinlei said he was healed, he didn't look injured at all, and Wen..." Wen Chenghui hadn't finished speaking when a maid came over and told him that his mother told him to hurry over.

"What can my mother tell me to do..." Wen Chenghui thought his mother was urging him to study again, so he didn't want to go.

Wen Pingting smiled and said, "Come on, dad is still at home today, if you are disobedient, be careful dad will punish you, then I won't intercede for you."

"Okay then, I'm going to find my mother." Wen Chenghui followed the servant girl dejectedly.

Wen Pingting rolled her eyes, and said to the maid behind her, "Cui Zhu, go and find out about Young Master Yu's residence."

"Yes." Cuizhu has been with Wen Pingting since she was a child, so she naturally knows what Wen Pingting is thinking, but she does not support Wen Pingting very much. After all, no matter how good You Jingshu is, he is just a white body now. The son who asked to marry.

……

Wen Lang and the others successfully moved into the mansion bestowed by the emperor. What Song Lingwan meant was that they should hold a housewarming party after moving to a new house, so as not to have many greeting cards every day, wanting to spy on the situation.

Neither You Mingyuan nor You Jingshu had any objections. Anyway, the emperor rewarded so much gold, silver and jewels, which was more than enough for the banquet.

"Then let's do it, just to have fun." Wen Lang didn't object, but he didn't have much experience in organizing banquets, and Song Lingwan was a veteran.

So it was finally decided that Song Lingwan would organize the banquet with You Yunwei and You Jingyue.

"Is Yunwei going to learn this at such a young age?" Wen Lang always felt that it was a bit too early.

"These things should naturally be learned from an early age. Otherwise, how to handle them after marriage will be a joke to the in-law's family." Song Lingwan laughed.

"I wouldn't know it, mother, didn't you laugh at me?" Wen Lang counted the time and asked someone to dig out the sweet potatoes from the stove.

"You are so good at doing business, it's too late for my mother to admire you, and not everyone is as careless as our family, it's always good to learn more." Song Lingwan touched You Yunwei's small face and said.

Wen Lang sat next to You Jingshu and said, "It's not good, we won't get married. The jewel in our family's palm is not sent to someone else's home to endure hardship. At worst, brother Wen will support us, Yunwei, for the rest of our lives."

You Yunwei grinned when she heard the words, obviously very happy.

Song Lingwan and You Mingyuan couldn't help laughing, but You Yunwei was also lucky to have such a considerate and generous sister-in-law.

The servant brought up the black sweet potato, and smelled a strong fragrance before peeling it off, You Jingyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, staring at the sweet potato.

"How do you eat this?" You Jingyue didn't know what to do when he saw the black lump and it was still hot.

Wen Lang picked up one and tore off the outer skin, and the room was filled with a burst of fragrance, making people salivate.

"Just peel off the skin like this, and you can eat it." After Wen Lang demonstrated, he put the peeled sweet potato to You Jingshu's mouth, "Taste it."

You Jingshu and Wen Lang both had calluses on their hands, and they were not afraid of the heat. You Jingshu took his hand and took a bite. It was soft and sweet, different from the boiled one, and had a special flavor.

"Delicious." You Jingshu praised, the corners of his lips were stained with black ash, and his lips became bright red due to the temperature of sweet potatoes, like rose petals in full bloom.

With a thought in his mind, Wen Lang subconsciously wanted to kiss him, and then remembered that the elders and children were all there, so he raised his hand and used his fingertips to help him wipe off the black ash from the corners of his lips.

You Jingshu's eyes caught his, and he didn't know if it was intentional, but he licked his lips and brushed Wen Lang's fingers. At this moment, Wen Lang's heart beat faster, and in front of a large audience, You Jingshu's courage was incredible. It's really getting bigger and bigger.

"Be careful." Wen Lang reminded in a low voice.

You Jingshu took the sweet potato in his hand nonchalantly, the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if saying that he had done nothing.

His appearance made Wen Lang's heart itch, it seemed that he had something to play tonight.