When the crimson bead grass is watered to death

After a while, Han Yujue came back to his senses. He looked at the compass with a focused expression, and did not respond to Lin Ruhai's words.

"But the horoscope doesn't match?" Lin Ruhai asked. After asking this sentence, Lin Ruhai didn't know what was in his mind. On the one hand, he didn't want Daiyu to make a marriage so early; Is the best son-in-law candidate.

Lin Ruhai thought in his heart that the horse had stumbled, or else he would be tested.

Hearing Lin Ruhai's question, Han Yujue looked up, put away the compass, paused, "A match made in heaven."

Lin Ruhai was a little suspicious, he didn't understand this, but seeing Han Yujue's attitude just now, why did he pause?

But the dignified chief assistant shouldn't be talking nonsense.

Lin Ruhai nodded and said nothing.

There is nothing on the surface, but he is entangled in his heart. After all, it is a major event in his daughter's life. Lin Ruhai dare not be hasty. In the current situation, Lin Ruhai knows very well that marrying Daiyu to Han Yujue is the best choice.

After struggling in his heart for a long time, Lin Ruhai finally made up his mind.

"Are you sincere?" Lin Ruhai asked Han Yujue solemnly.

"It's true, Han will only marry Yu'er in this life." Han Yujue also said solemnly.

The two fell silent for a long time.

Lin Ruhai coughed lightly, "As you said, the Holy Majesty bestowed a marriage, eight sedan chairs, and one less is indispensable."

After saying this, Lin Ruhai turned and left, and when he left, he glanced at Han Yujue, feeling a little empty in his heart.

Han Yujue was left alone in the secret room, and Lin Ruhai walked forcefully.

Looking at the back of Lin Ruhai going away, Han Yujue shook his head and smiled, should he agree?

Taking out the compass from her arms, Han Yujue frowned slightly as the compass was still spinning.

Daiyu's marriage was thus settled.

You can only come to the Lin Mansion, everything is ready, only waiting.

Lin Ruhai was worried about her daughter. Although she didn't say anything to Dai Yuming, she always talked to her daughter these days.More or less Daiyu also knew the whole story.

This Han Yujue is really...

Let's talk about Jia's side, since Second Sister You took charge of the family, everything seems to be calm, and the turbulent waves are hidden under the undercurrent.

After all, after living two lifetimes, Second Sister You has more thoughts than that old fox, Mother Jia, and Second Sister You has a good grasp of Mother Jia's preferences. Maybe Mother Jia is really old, or Second Sister You is too deep in the city. Apart from Jia's mother's small coffers, the affairs of Jia's mansion are basically in the hands of Second Sister You.

Among Jia's mothers, the most sad one should be Wang Xifeng.

Wang Xifeng originally pretended to be ill, but now it became a real illness, and the depression in her heart reflected on her body.

The real power in her hands was taken away by Second Sister You without leaving any traces. Even the loan shark incident was discovered by Second Sister You yesterday, and she seized the handle. Wang Xifeng didn't sleep a wink all night.

The usury matter was originally a conspiracy between her and Mrs. Wang, and she deceived others. Mrs. Wang is gone, and Wang Xifeng did not give up this way of making money. The loan sharks are still there. She can't figure it out. How did my sister find out?

Of course Wang Xifeng couldn't figure it out, but Second Sister You had memories of two lifetimes, no one knew about it.

"Grandma, it's time to drink the medicine." Ping'er came in with his head down. Ever since Ping'er was disfigured, he always kept his head down when walking.

The medicines were all tonics, and Wang Xifeng was pregnant for six months, so she couldn't take the other medicines.

Wang Xifeng took a look at the medicine and frowned, "Drink and drink, but it doesn't seem to get better." Wang Xifeng waved her hand and sprinkled the medicine soup on Ping'er.

Fortunately, it was sprinkled on the sleeve of her shirt, Ping'er only felt a burning pain in her wrist, if it was elsewhere, it would definitely leave a scar.

Wang Xifeng became impatient, and glanced at Ping'er, "Back off." Wang Xifeng was very upset.

Since Ping'er's face was disfigured, that witty energy seems to have disappeared. In the past, Wang Xifeng would discuss everything with Ping'er, but now Wang Xifeng is lazy and Ping'er said it.

Ping'er's identity as a big maid exists in name only, and with her disfigured appearance, she can't get along in Jia's house, a place where people look at her face.

The little maids who used to fawn over Ping'er are gone now.

Ping'er clutched his wrist, and retreated aggrievedly, tears streaming down his face.

Afraid of being seen gossiping by the people in the yard, Ping'er went out of the yard by himself, not wanting to run into Second Sister You.

"What's the matter?" Second Sister You stepped forward and asked.

Seeing that it was Second Sister You, Ping'er lowered her head even more, "Auntie." She called out in a low voice, and took a step back.

Unexpectedly, Second Sister You raised Ping'er's chin with her hand and made her look up. No matter how much rouge was used, the scar on Ping'er's face could not be covered.

"Look how pitiful she is crying, it makes people feel distressed." Second Sister You said.

"A slave is like this, how can anyone feel distressed." Touching Ping'er's heart, Ping'er answered the words unconsciously. Ever since her appearance was ruined, everything has changed. If it wasn't for her there was a family waiting outside Living on his own monthly money, Ping'er really has a dead heart.

Looking at Ping'er's face, Second Sister You smiled, "If others don't feel sorry for you, it's enough for you to feel sorry for yourself." She said this.

Ping'er looked up at Second Sister You, and Second Sister You just smiled, "It's windy outside, it's not good if you hurt your face." She wiped the corners of Ping'er's eyes with a handkerchief.

"Thank you, Auntie." Ping'er bowed to Second Sister You, not daring to say too much.

After saluting, Ping'er turned and left. Second Sister You squinted her eyes as she looked at Ping'er's figure.

"Master, it's windy." Sister Shan stepped forward to tighten the cloak for Second Sister You, and Second Sister You knocked on Wang Xifeng's yard again.

Ping'er's face, ruined?

Second Sister You sneered.

How can things be so simple, if you don't tell Ping'er the truth, how can you match the original pretty face.

For some reason, Ping'er caught a cold and went to the house to get medicine, but unexpectedly the doctor who showed him his face was drunk.

Looking at Ping'er's face, he had a look of pity, maybe he drank too much, and the doctor started to "talk nonsense".

"It's such a nice face. It hurts me so much after it's like this." Lang Zhong said in a daze.

Hearing this, Ping'er frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

The doctor's face was dizzy from alcohol, and he smelled heavily of alcohol when he spoke. He swayed to Ping'er, didn't look at Ping'er's face, but held Ping'er's little hand.

Enduring the nausea, Ping'er didn't resist.

"What did you mean just now?" Ping'er asked again.

Langzhong smiled foolishly, "Grandma won't let me say it, so I can't say it." After saying this, Langzhong's eyes were filled with confusion, and he wobbled, almost dragging Ping'er away.

Hearing this, Ping'er stood stiffly on the spot. Although the doctor didn't say who grandma was, who else could there be besides Wang Xifeng?

"Grandma? Grandma...hehe." Ping'er was a little crazy, she was laughing instead of crying, and slowly clenched her hands.

Two days later, Wang Xifeng's formed male fetus somehow miscarried...

Wang Xifeng almost collapsed and almost went with her child.

For the Jia family, this is just the beginning.

As the day when the emperor went south was getting closer, the Lin family became more and more busy.

In order to ensure the safety of the emperor, Han Yujue went to the road to meet him a few days in advance.

Han Yujue stopped at a resting inn on the official road.

The inn was nothing special. After entering, Han Yujue went directly to the room on the second floor, knocked on the door a few times, and the door opened.

"Is everything going well?" asked the old man Yihuafa.

I saw that although this person was old, he had an indescribable majesty. It was true that this person was the current emperor Nan Zaitian.

There were only Nan Zaitian and the guards protecting him in the room, and Nan Qiyue who accompanied him was at the back, and he and Nan Zaitian had two days off their itinerary.

On the surface, it was for safety considerations, but they were using Nan Qiyue as a living target.

"Master, Ankang." Han Yujue performed the courtesies of a monarch and minister, but did not call the emperor, and put safety first.

Nan Zaitian raised his head, motioning for Han Yujue to come over.

"Go back to Master, everything is going well." Han Yujue returned respectfully.

Nan Zaitian nodded in satisfaction, he was always at ease with Han Yujue's work.

"Wait five days later and release the news." Nan Zaitian said.

"Yes, master." Han Yujue said.

With Han Yujue around, Nan Zaitian asked the hidden guards to go out and wait.

Give Han Yujue a seat.

"How's Ruhai's illness?" Nan Zaitian asked.

"Although Mr. Lin's illness has improved, the situation is still not optimistic." Han Yujue said.

Nan Zaitian nodded, he had thought about it a long time ago, as long as it gets better.

Regarding Lin Ruhai, Nan Zaitian felt sorry for him, but there were fewer and fewer people he could trust in the court. As a last resort, Nan Zaitian came in person. Lin Ruhai had lived a stable life for so many years, and the compensation was enough.

"Sir, why is it half a day later than the scheduled time?" Nan Zaitian asked.

Han Yujue was always punctual, if he came here for a long time tonight, he must have something to do.

"Master, Miss Lin's health is unwell, so she wasted time." Han Yujue said.

"Lin Ruhai's only daughter?" Nan Zaitian asked.

"Yes, master." Han Yujue replied.

Nan Zaitian glanced at Han Yujue and laughed out loud, "I don't understand, how did you delay this time?"

Han Yujue didn't know the art of distorting yellow, but Nan Zaitian knew it.

"Ms. Lin is the only daughter of the Lin family. Mr. Lin is very concerned about it. It's just a little cold, but he found a few doctors." Han Yujue said.

"Oh?" Nan Zaitian raised his eyebrows, Lin Ruhai's pet girl, Nan Zaitian knew about it before.

However, Nan Zaitian didn't care about this matter. Most of the energy was put on Lin Ruhai for the nails arranged in Lin's mansion.Lin Daiyu is a little girl, she can't catch Nan Zaitian's eyes yet.

The things that are often overlooked are the most important.

"Han Yujue has something to ask, and please fulfill it." Han Yujue suddenly knelt down and saluted Nan Zaitian.

This kind of behavior really surprised Nan Zaitian.

Although Han Yujue and Nan Zaitian were monarchs and ministers, the relationship between the chief assistant and the emperor was not as simple as that between monarchs and ministers throughout the dynasties.

What he did was the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers, but Han Yujue had never experienced such a grand ceremony.

"What is this for?" Nan Zaitian helped him up.

"Han Yujue wants to marry Miss Lin as his wife, and I ask the master to make it happen." Han Yujue said.

As soon as these words came out, Nan Zaitian was stunned.

He looked at Han Yujue and suddenly became alert, "Who the hell are you!"