It’s night.
ng Qianqian rested in the south wing room arranged by her second aunt for her.
As ng Lang planned to enter through the window, ng Qianqian quietly took a sip of warm water: "The door isn’t locked."
ng Lang pushed open the window sash, swung his long legs, and stepped in.
He glanced at ng Qianqian with a smile: "Looking at your posture, were you specially waiting for ?"
ng Qianqian had left ho at twelve, and now it’s been six or seven years. Although her relationship with ng Lang was good, it was still estranged, let alone the fact that they were never close from the beginning.
His familiar tone at this mont made ng Qianqian glance at him.
However, it didn’t show on ng Qianqian’s face; she only quietly drank water.
"Drinking so much water in the middle of the night and not afraid of looking for the toilet?"
ng Lang asked with a laugh.
ng Qianqian said, "If I throw you in the toilet, then I won’t need to look for it."
ng Lang supported himself with one hand behind him, sat on the table, casually grabbed a fruit from the fruit plate, and bit into it heavily.
"Ouch—who placed it here? Such a sour peach?"
He almost lost a tooth and disdainfully threw the peach back on the plate, "I say, how much does second aunt dislike you? The servants are really careless in their work!"
ng Qianqian ignored him.
ng Lang wanted to find sothing sweet but kept turning over the plate and finding only sour peaches, plums, and apricots.
He continuously stuck out his tongue, feeling utterly uncomfortable.
ng Qianqian said, "If you have sothing to say, say it."
ng Lang was almost distracted by the sourness and nearly forgot the main issue.
He composed himself, crossed his arms, and said seriously, "A hundred taels for a useful piece of information."
ng Qianqian looked at him: "A thousand taels."
ng Lang widened his eyes: "So generous? You aren’t just making it up, are you?"
ng Qianqian said lightly, "Wasn’t it you who started making things up?"
A flicker of surprise flashed in ng Lang’s eyes but was quickly masked by a reaction of understanding.
He smiled: "You’ve really changed a lot. From a little chubby girl who ate and drank all day without attending school or recognizing a single word, now you really make people see you in a new light!"
"Alright then, considering your husband’s sincere efforts, I’ll give you the information for free."
He jumped to the ground, walked to ng Qianqian, stared at her without blinking, and laughed, "Get ready, the old man is going to break up the couple."
"I don’t know if the old man is going to break up the couple, but it’s true that you’ll get a good beating tonight."
After saying this, ng Qianqian turned her hand, a rolling pin fell into her hand, and she grasped it firmly.
Then her expression tightened, and she swung the rolling pin towards ng Lang.
This move was without warning, and soone else would have been hit already.
Surprisingly, ng Lang skipped sideways, dodging the hit.
He dodged sowhat awkwardly, his hair disheveled, retreating to the door panel, breathing lightly.
"Avoided it."
ng Qianqian squinted her eyes.
It seems that she wasn’t the only one with secrets in this family.
ng Lang tidied his ssy hair and said, "I saw your rolling pin early on."
Excuses.
ng Qianqian saw through him but didn’t expose him.
ng Lang said, "Don’t regret it if you don’t buy my news."
ng Qianqian picked up the rolling pin again.
ng Lang instinctively jumped three feet and bounced outside the door.
But ng Qianqian only reversed the direction of the rolling pin.
"If you don’t leave, I’ll be rude."
"I’m leaving, don’t regret it!"
Regret?
She, who has lived two lifetis, what hasn’t she seen?
Would she be afraid?
If she makes a sound, she’ll write her na backward!
"Qianqian."
The next morning, ng Qianqian was woken up by the cheerful voice of her third aunt.
"Third Aunt, so early?"
She yawned.
Mrs. Yan energetically said: "Get up quickly, Mrs. Zhou has co!"
"Mrs. Zhou has co?"
ng Qianqian was surprised.
Mrs. Yan said: "Yes, she has co."
"Which Mrs. Zhou?"
ng Qianqian wondered if it wasn’t Zhou Nanyan’s mother, General Zhou’s wife?
Mrs. Yan laughed: "Which Mrs. Zhou could it be? The one who opened a theater in You State and spends all day matchmaking, Ms. Zhou Yang!"
ng Qianqian blinked: "Matchmaking? Is soone in our family getting married?"
Mrs. Yan looked around and sat by the bed, holding ng Qianqian’s hand: "It’s you!"
"?"
ng Qianqian pointed to herself, "I’m already married!"
Mrs. Yan seriously thought for a mont: "Yes, you’re already married."
The maid lifted the curtain.
Mrs. Ji calmly entered the room: "The old man doesn’t agree with this marriage and intends to have soone propose a new match for you."
ng Qianqian choked.
Was what ng Lang said last night about breaking up the couple referring to this?
Mrs. Yan pulled ng Qianqian’s hand: "Co, let’s go and take a look."
Mrs. Ji sternly said: "She just got up, at least let her wash and dress."
Mrs. Yan regained her senses, sheepishly said: "Yes, yes, I almost forgot."
ng Qianqian said to Mrs. Ji: "Second Aunt, you go ahead and entertain the guests. I have Third Aunt with , that’s enough."
Mrs. Ji nodded: "Alright, I’ll leave Lan’er here. If there’s anything, you can ask her."
Mrs. Yan grumbled: "Second sister-in-law, you act like I can’t take care of Qianqian."
Mrs. Ji sternly said: "You better wipe the snack off your mouth first."
Mrs. Yan quickly went to wipe her mouth.
She sneakily ate so Osmanthus Cake in the morning and was caught again!
Mrs. Yan has a weak spleen and gas, the doctor advised her to avoid certain foods, yet she always sneaks bites, and every ti Mrs. Ji catches her.
Mrs. Ji left the room.
After washing up, with Lan’er’s help, ng Qianqian dressed up and went to the flower hall with Mrs. Yan.
A screen had already been set up in the flower hall.
ng Qianqian entered through the side door and sat behind the screen with Mrs. Yan.
Mrs. Ji was inside the hall, enjoying a conversation with Mrs. Zhou.
Soon, ng Qianqian felt soone beside her. Turning her head, she saw it was ng Lang munching on a peach.
ng Lang sat next to her uninvited.
Mrs. Yan slapped his head across ng Qianqian and lowered her voice: "Skipping classes again!"
ng Lang took the hit firmly, rubbed his head which didn’t hurt, and said: "Isn’t it that my sister is back, so as a brother I eagerly wanted to see her?"
ng Qianqian laughed: "Are you sure you want to see and not to trick ?"
ng Lang gave a playful smile: "Saying that is really wronging . The old man is determined to drive away my sister’s husband who is neither good-looking nor practical, and I’ve racked my brains to co up with a compromise."
ng Qianqian said: "A compromise that lets get married again?"
ng Lang said: "Don’t rush."
ng Qianqian looked towards Mrs. Zhou outside the screen.
Mrs. Zhou laughed: "Our ng family is also big in You State. I have a proposal; instead of picking one by one and getting lost in choices, why not hold a silk ball throwing to find a husband?"
Mrs. Ji was startled: "Silk ball throwing to find a husband?"
Mrs. Zhou said: "Yes! The daughter of Mr. Zhong held a silk ball throwing to find a husband and engaged a scholar!"
ng Lang smiled at ng Qianqian: "My sister’s husband who is neither good-looking nor practical should be able to catch the silk ball you throw, right?"
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