The lady of a good match

"I couldn't save you when I was a scholar, and I couldn't save the Yan family when I was in a high position to bear the grace of the emperor. It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong. Nothing is better than death. Thank you for pleading for me, Yan family. It was destroyed by the Yan family. I know you have been looking for evidence that the Yan family framed the Wei family... Forget it, Shuhan, you did your best. After I die, everything can return to dust. May you go from now on The gold and iron horses will be safe and healthy all their lives, if they are disarmed and returned to the fields, they will enjoy unparalleled fortune and wealth, and I will be reunited with them after three years of filial piety..."

"Chengan..."

"Yan Chengan..."

"Yan Qing—"

"Second Master..."

"Second Young Master..."

"Ugh..."

The dullness in the chest, the chaos in the mind, the world seemed to be distorted, Yan Qing finally struggled out of the darkness, opened his eyes, it was a familiar yet unfamiliar environment...

"Second young master, you are finally awake."

"Quick, hurry up and tell Madam that the second young master is awake..."

"Second young master, are you okay?"

"Second young master, how do you feel?"

"..."

The glaring white light, the noisy voice, Yan Qing lay on the bed and looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. It seemed a little familiar, and he couldn't help thinking in a trance...

The hand under the quilt pinched his thighs a few times, baring his teeth in pain. This unbelievable thing...is indeed true.

He, Yan Qing, styled Cheng'an, is the second young master of Yan's House, a large merchant family in Fusang City, Tianshu Kingdom...

However, he is obviously dead, the pain from the poison and the suffocation from the breath are so clear and strong...

In the vestibule of the Yan Mansion, except for the matchmaker, there are people who are close to the Yan family.

The matchmaker, who was wearing festive red flowers on her head, persuaded Mrs. Yan who was sitting in the high hall with a cold face:

"Ma'am, the sedan chair has been waiting outside for two hours. The auspicious time has passed, and it's raining so much. Why don't you let the new lady in first? Let the red sedan chair outside to blow the wind and rain." After all, the fight is wrong..."

Mrs. Yan, who is over forty years old but still looks graceful and graceful, has her crescent eyebrows slightly twisted, with a sad face on her face. She glanced at her and turned her head helplessly, and asked the servant beside her:

"The young master hasn't been found yet?"

"Go back to madam, not yet... The people who went out have not come back. It's raining heavily, so I'm afraid it will be difficult."

The one who answered was Chang Fu, the housekeeper who has been in charge of the Yan family for many years. He is known as Uncle Fu. He is over half a century old, simple and steady, with a slightly fat body and a kind face. Troublesome things are also smiling, but at the moment his face is full of seriousness.

Mrs. Yan glanced at Uncle Fu, secretly clenched the hand holding the handkerchief, and gritted her silver teeth: "You bastard!"

"Ma'am, don't be angry..."

The maid beside her comforted her, but she couldn't say any more suitable words.

"lady……"

The matchmaker looked at the rain that was falling harder and harder outside, and shouted anxiously,

"Ahem..." Mrs. Yan's personal maid, Jiugu, interrupted the matchmaker with two clear coughs:

"The eldest young master is not here, and he doesn't recognize it when he brings it in. It's of no use. Whoever picks up the red sedan chair will have to pay homage to the newcomer. Even if there is a knife outside, you can't just take people in."

As Madam Yan's dowry maid, Aunt Jiu knew Madam Yan's inner thoughts very well. Although, as Uncle Fu had guessed, it was impossible for the young master to come back to worship, she definitely couldn't just welcome new people in.

"This... hey..."

The matchmaker heard what she said, sighed and stopped talking. Finally, she had the opportunity to arrange some happy events for a rich family like the Yan Mansion, but it was such a sad situation, which really made her feel depressed. It has become a worry, which is unlucky.

This new wife is also pitiful, it is said that she has only been obedient for three years, she has taken off her filial piety and put on a wedding dress, a man of seven feet is still born in a famous family, but she is going to be married as a wife...

Uncle Fu looked outside, then at Mrs. Yan who was frowning tightly, and finally took a step forward and said:

"Ma'am, according to this old slave, the Eldest Young Master will not compromise and come back to pay homage to marry him. Since he dared to stun the Second Young Master and escape, he has already prepared for the worst..."

Madam Yan rubbed her forehead and shook it gently, the luxurious pearl hairpin on her head also shook, and after a while she said helplessly:

"How should I deal with it according to Faber's opinion?"

Fu Bo glanced at the people present, thought for a moment before saying:

"In my opinion, it is better to listen to Young Master Tang's opinion and get some decent compensation, so that Young Master Tang can replace Eldest Young Master to marry a new wife. This way, we can save the face of the Yan family and won't force it anymore. Eldest young master can be regarded as having the best of both worlds... It's just that the compensation should be more generous, but in order to keep the reputation of the Yan family's loyalty and let the young master come back as soon as possible, we have to make some sacrifices."

Mrs. Yan looked at the people on the left and right who were bowing their heads. Seeing that everyone was silent, she thought for a long time before she sighed and said:

"...If that's the case, let's wait for the rain to stop. If the young master still doesn't come back after the rain stops, then we can do as Mrs. Tang and Master Tang said..."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Mrs. Tang's servant girl who was waiting here:

"Go back and tell your wife that if the young master doesn't come back after the rain stops, let young master Ming Huan prepare to pick up his new wife. Ming Huan won't be wronged for the matter of compensation."

The little servant girl bowed and saluted: "Mrs. Xie Zheng, this servant finds out, so I'll report back to my wife and young master."

After that, he turned and walked out.