Long Aotian dressed as a tyrant man's wife

"Master, woo, master...you wake up, don't scare Mei Xiang."

The voice of a woman crying came from next to her ear, which made Ye Changling feel a little headache.

Along with the pain in his body, Ye Changling slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing I saw was a little girl with a face full of tears.

Seeing that Ye Changling finally woke up, the little girl opened her eyes wide with joy, threw herself into Ye Changling's arms, and cried, "Master, you finally woke up, you scared Mei Xiang to death."

As a standard chemical nerd, the longest contact with the opposite sex may be during the period of elementary school and junior high school, high school is not counted, even boys and girls don’t even wash their hair for exams, and they don’t even look at their faces when they wear gray school uniforms. know men and women.

As a normal male, with the soft thing pressed against his chest, he was distracted for a rare moment, and then Ye Changling remembered the age of the little girl.

Up to 15 years old.

It is said that even a 12-year-old would believe it.

Ye Changling stiffly pushed the little girl away.

Looking around, it was a simple room, the only furniture was Ye Changling's bed and a dusty table, nothing could be seen.

mischief?

Ye Changling remembered that he should be dead.

After all, it was such a strong explosion.

In order to catch up with the construction period, the upper-level leader of the factory even skipped the annual inspection. He asked his superiors many times, but this time he failed.

I don't know if things will go wrong, and how much compensation the adoptive parents can get.

Thinking of this, Ye Changling felt a little relieved.After all, his younger brother was born when he was in elementary school, and Ye Changling moved out of that family when he was in high school.

The little girl next to her was still crying and talking, Ye Changling listened carefully, and then couldn't help but asked along with the little girl's words.

Oh, this shell is Uncle Chang Shun's legitimate son.

Good son, even if there is an elder brother who can't inherit the title, he can still be a little dandy without worrying about food and clothing.

But why does he live here? Has the family declined?

It turned out that the former owner of the shell was reprimanded by his father, and his father locked him here in a rage.

Why scold him?Because the mother of this shell died, the former owner of this shell did not know how to contradict Aunt Hua.

Just contradicted my aunt?

No, the mother of this shell is dead?Today is still the first seven?The mourning hall has already begun to offer condolences?

Hearing the little girl Mei Xiang chattering, Ye Changling lifted the quilt and got out of bed instantly.

Looking around, there were two pieces of clothes neatly arranged on the bed. Ye Changling opened them and saw that although they were in simple and elegant colors, they were far from the white filial piety.

"Where are the clothes?" Ye Changling threw down the clothes in his hands and asked Mei Xiang.

His voice was a little urgent, and his eyes were sharp when he was expressionless. Mei Xiang had never seen a young master who was always soft and weak, and she shrank immediately, too frightened to speak.

Seeing this, Ye Changling took a look at his thin coat, it was fine and white, and without hesitation, he directly opened the door.

The wind and snow rushed in from the door in an instant, and the charcoal basin in the room that was about to be extinguished was lit up at once, exhausting the last energy.

"Take me to my mother's mourning hall." Ye Changling took a breath.Glancing at Mei Xiang who had shrunk into a small quail, she stepped straight into the wind and snow without hesitation.

I don't know which dynasty I am in now, but no matter which era, filial piety is the mainstream.

And since he took the shell of someone else's son, he always had to give one away for the last journey.

Hearing Ye Changling's words, Mei Xiang looked up in surprise, pursed her lips, and followed.

……

He was probably in a side courtyard, and before he could go out, he saw a ferocious woman walking towards them frowning.

"Mother Li." Mei Xiang's face turned pale as soon as she saw the woman, she lowered her head, and shouted nonchalantly.

Ye Changling didn't notice Mei Xiang's state. The weather was too cold, which made him a little impatient and tired of talking.

"Second Young Master, it's cold. Where do you want to go when the wind is so strong, you'd better go back and rest first, don't worry the old lady." The woman's tone was very polite, but her expression and actions were totally different.

"Mei Xiang, hurry up and help the young master go back to rest." Seeing that Ye Changling was unmoved, the mother-in-law glared at Mei Xiang who was behind Ye Changling.

Mei Xiang was stared at by Mrs. Li, and immediately shuddered. She pulled Ye Changling's sleeve with a bitter face, and begged softly, "Yes, young master, let's go back first..."

Seeing this, Mrs. Li couldn't help being a little proud. She was the old lady's confidant, and knew that the old lady always hated her wife, even her sickly grandson.

Aunt Hua is the niece of the old lady's mother's house. She used to be a lady of the family. Now that the madam she hates is dead, Aunt Hua can finally straighten her up.

She will go to Aunt Hua later to ask for some money.

Just as Mrs. Li was planning to say something festive, Ye Changling glanced blankly at Mrs. Li who was in the way.

"roll."

"Master?" Mrs. Li, as the old lady's dowry maid, has always been respectable in the mansion, even if the master speaks to her, she will pay attention to her tone, but now the young master dares to speak to her like this.

"It's like a dog." With a cold face, Ye Changling kicked the thick woman to the ground. Of course, the kneecap he kicked would not be fatal no matter what.

Although the shell he was wearing was sick and weak, it was still the same age... A man over 16 years old would not be unable to successfully attack a woman.

The old lady was kicked and fell into the snow. Ye Changling stepped on old lady Li without hesitation.

He glared viciously at the sturdy servants behind Mrs. Li who were obviously looking at him.

"This family, recognize it, who is the master and who is the slave?" Ye Changling recalled the plots of the few costume TV dramas he had watched, pretending to be evil, and said.

It's just that his stature is too thin, and he only wears a jacket. He looks like a madman in the cold and snowy environment.

However, this bluffed the servants in front of them.

If Ye Changling was a young lady, or a concubine, these servants would not hesitate, after all, such an identity would not be the head of the family.

However, Ye Changling... is a decent young master who has reached the crown, and he has a natural right to inherit.

Several servants hesitated, glanced at each other, and then moved out of the way.

Ye Changling didn't hesitate, and rushed out of the courtyard immediately.

Once out of the small courtyard, the entire Changshunbo mansion can be seen.

It is indeed a large mansion.

Ye Changling dragged Mei Xiang to the mourning hall and continued to ask her for news.

He was in a place called Daning Dynasty.

It is now the 20th anniversary of Yongjia.

Because of his mother's illness, Ye Changling missed this year's academician, which is the scholar exam.

Three days ago, the court had just defeated the Xiongnu, and the team returned to the court.

The Huns are from the Han Dynasty...

The imperial examination began in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Stereotyped essay is a kind of imperial examination in Ming and Qing Dynasties.

And is the decoration style of this house too mixed and matched? Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing have all kinds of elements.

Even if it is empty, this dynasty is too chaotic.

……

mourning hall.

The contacts are all relatives and friends who are related to the Ye family.

Everyone knew about the case of Ye Yang's mother's family, so no one asked about it if they didn't see the woman's relatives and friends.

It's just that the filial son who had entertained them before kneeling in front of the mourning hall was a bit interesting.

Ye Changyu.

He recognized his identity the moment he interacted more diligently with the Ye family.

It seems like a scholar who just took the exam a few years ago?

Scholars are good, how can they be like the children of their family, either a dude or a martial artist.

After all, it is a lord's family, and the people who come and go are the same kind of families who have inherited the shadow of their ancestors. How can those Qingliu, who are serious and enter the Imperial Academy, associate with them? Although forming a party is still a good word at this time, military generals and civil servants... Still have to avoid suspicion.

They had also heard about Uncle Changshun's son, who was raised by his grandmother when he was young, loved him too much, and was extremely stubborn, and now he doesn't even guard his mother's mourning hall.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, but they were actually happy.

They wished that the children of other families were not as good as their own.

There are a few people who have a good relationship with Uncle Chang Shun. They want to say a few words, but they can only bear it in consideration of the crowd.

At this moment, there was a sound of sighing, and a figure appeared outside the mourning hall.

I saw that his hair was disheveled, he was only wearing a white jacket, and there were no shoes on his feet, only a pair of white socks.

After all, the color of the shoes was too fancy, so Ye Changling threw them away before he came in.

Ye Changling walked towards the coffin step by step, towards Ye Changyu's position.

Everyone was shocked by Ye Changling, especially Ye Changyu. He froze in place, a little confused as to why his younger brother, who had always had no sense of existence and was ridiculed by his mother as a sick child, looked different today.

Ye Changling walked up to Brother Cheap who took his place, and wanted to push this blind guy away. After all, he was very cold and in a bad mood, and he didn't have eyesight yet. Didn't he see that he was so cold that he was going to flirt? .

But considering that this should be his elder brother, he patted him lightly.

"Please let me go."

Hearing this, Ye Changyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly gave up his position. At this time, everyone was inexplicably relieved.

Immediately, I didn't understand why I was relieved.

Then I looked at Ye Changling's attire again, and I understood.

Ye Changling is normal, not crazy.

It would be too bad to be bitten and kicked by a lunatic, they just came to participate in a funeral.

At this time, Ye Changling's cheap father, Uncle Chang Shun also reacted, pointing at Ye Changling and yelling.

"Nizi, what are you dressed like? This is your mother's funeral, why don't you get out and change for me!"

Ye Changling, who was suddenly pointed at his nose and scolded, finally warmed up, was also in a bad mood.

But this is his cheap father.

Ye Changling spoke with lowered eyebrows, but his tone was not very good.

"Go back to my father." What a pity, Ye Changling slandered in his heart, "Probably because my mother left, the house was in chaos, and no one prepared filial piety clothes for me. I wanted to see my mother but was blocked by my mother-in-law and servants. My son had no choice but to abandon his clothes and come here." .”

I heard from Mei Xiang just now that Aunt Hua has heard that the master has agreed to record Ye Changyu under the name of Ye Changling's cheap mother, Ye Yang. At that time, not only Ye Yang's dowry will be divided in half to Ye Changyu, as long as the family tree is changed, the eldest son of the concubine Ye Changyu will become the eldest son.

Although Ye Changling felt that this mind-blowing operation could only be misrepresented by the subordinates, but considering the property issue involved, he was more afraid of drinking something unclean and dying, so he should gently remind him, this cheap father.

After Ye Changling's words fell, the old lady of Changshun uncle's mansion and Ye Changyu's mother, Aunt Hua, who had seen Ye Changling showing a bad face, looked even more ugly.

"Nizi, what nonsense are you talking about, come here, hurry up and take the young master down." Uncle Chang Shun frowned and scolded.

???

This is my dear father?