palm river mountain

Chapter 94
Seeing Duan Yi's obedient response, Mrs. Wang's eyes turned cold for a moment, she covered her handkerchief with a smile, and said to Mrs. Duan, "Look at my memory. I went back to my mother's house in the first few years. I happened to catch up with Mr. Gu." Birthday, Miss Duan San was still so young at that time..."

As Mrs. Wang said, she gestured twice on her knees, "I even hugged her!"

Hearing this, Duan Yi laughed out loud.

Her laughter was very different from usual, like a barbell had fallen to the ground... That's right, it was almost exactly the same as Mrs. Wang's laughter before.

Mrs. Wang listened, her smile froze on her face, and she became a little embarrassed.

"When Wang Zhan was five years old, was only your knees high? Then he must have been famous in the capital when he was a child, and he was enviable!" Duan Yi said, with sparkles in his eyes and a look of envy on his face.

"Madam, have you seen the master before?"

Mrs. Wang had a bad feeling in her heart, "What?"

Duan Yi looked at her and sighed softly, "I was born so old, I never went to my grandfather's birthday party, but Madam said she hugged me... I heard people say that sometimes, if this person carries his back If you are lucky, it is broad daylight, and you can live to hell."

"It's better to find a master to have a look. All the mages in Zhaojue Temple have real skills. Master Chu of Chu Guangyi has come all the way to them. Although Master Chu died unexpectedly, Mrs. It’s a blessing to see.”

As Duan Yi said, she looked Mrs. Wang up and down, just like Mrs. Wang looked at her before, "It's not, it's not..."

Mrs. Wang stood up abruptly, raised her hand, and pointed at Duan Yi tremblingly.

Duan Yi wanted to say more, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Duan Jing who looked worried, and she didn't continue.

Old Madam Duan glanced at Du Juan, the big maid next to her, who immediately walked up to Mrs. Wang, and changed her a cup of tea, "Taste it, this year's new tea is only so small, I saw you here today , the old lady was willing to take it out."

"These granddaughters of my family look good, but they still make my brain hurt from the daily quarrels. Especially this girl Yi, who dances swords and guns with her grandfather, is naughty like a monkey."

"It's better to be Jing girl, who has been staying with her mother, demure and obedient. If your Zhan'er was not raised by an old woman, then I would be 1 reluctant to marry Jing girl."

Mrs. Wang came back to her senses, picked up the tea, and took a sip, "Good tea, good tea!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Duan Jing, saw that she quickly lowered her head, avoiding her gaze, and hummed softly, "It's just that I'm not in the capital, I'm in a hurry, and I'm afraid I'll wrong Jing Niang."

As she spoke, she took off a jade bracelet from her sleeve, walked over, and put it on Duan Jing's wrist.

"This is a pair of dragon and phoenix jade bracelets, which are gifts from the emperor. When I was engaged to the Wang family, my mother-in-law gave them to me, and now I give them to you. You will officially enter my Wang family in the future , invite me to drink tea and change my words, and I will give you another heirloom."

As Mrs. Wang said, she gave Duan Yi a blank look, and gently patted Duan Jing's hand, "I don't have a daughter, so Jing Niang will give my daughter a look in the future. Zhan'er is spoiled by me, if he bullies you, Even if you come to me to complain, I will beat him for you!"

Mrs. Wang said it easily, and everyone in the room burst into laughter.

Duan Yi squinted her eyes, and Duan Jing's face was so red that it could bleed, from the roots of her ears to her neck, her whole body looked like cooked shrimp.

Old Madam Duan smiled from ear to ear, and Duan Wenchang also had a smile on his face.

But only their good father, Duan Sixian, has a dazed expression, neither happy nor sad.

Noticing Duan Yi's gaze, Duan Sixian looked over.

He thought for a while, grabbed a pear on the table, and handed it to Duan Yi, "Do you want to eat it?"

Duan Yi took the pear, put it to her mouth and took a bite. Compared with pears, she wanted stewed chicken with chestnuts more. Once it's done, it won't be beautiful.

Duan Sixian looked at it, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

Duan Yi stopped, and a mouthful of pear got stuck in her throat. She couldn't get up or down, and coughed violently.

She knew that this cheap father was good-looking, and Duan Shu was just like him, so beautiful.

Unexpectedly, he smiled so beautifully, as if a fairy from the sky suddenly descended to earth, or as if under the warm spring sun, the river water suddenly melted into ice, and tender buds sprouted from the branches. It bloomed.

Even if the spring breeze is not blowing, you already know that spring is coming.

Duan Yi was coughing violently, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in, could she ask Cui Zi to borrow a butcher's knife, and cut off the piece of brain that Gu Xing passed on to her?

While she was thinking wildly, she felt a heavy hammer hit her back, and a leisurely fragrance poured straight into her nose, which made her sneezed uncontrollably, and her cough stopped.

"Are you okay?" Duan Yi raised her head and saw Duan Sixian's worried face.

She shook her head, took a big sip of the tea from Zhilu, and shook her head, "The pear my father gave was too heavy, I thought I would be happy to eat it, and I almost choked to death after eating it."

Duan Sixian nodded, like a normal person, sat up straight again, and looked towards Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang blushed and cleared her throat. For a moment she forgot where she was talking. She shook her head and looked to the matchmaker beside her for help.

The matchmaker took a look, opened her throat, and continued to yell following the process she had gone through thousands of times.

Duan Yi held the teacup, frowned and looked at Duan Sixian beside him, sitting there, he returned to his usual ecstasy, if not for the breath in the tip of his nose, he would be like a clay bodhisattva in a temple.

Looking at the pear she had bitten into, it somehow reminded her of a tragic story about a certain princess who was almost poisoned to death after eating a poisonous apple given by her stepmother. Gu Xing is also Gu Xing's passing prince... It's a thriller in a fairy tale.

The appointment was not complicated, and when Duan Yi came, it was basically coming to an end.

Before Duan Yi finished a cup of tea, the matchmaker had already received the reward with a smile, and stood behind Mrs. Wang silently.

Duan Yi glanced at Duan Jing from the corner of her eye. She was still red and shy, so she couldn't help shaking her head.

In vain, she also felt annoyed that the Wang family had neglected Duan Jing because Wang Zhan didn't come to the door in person.

I don't want you to want to pull him out of the sea of ​​suffering, he is really happy.

She was thinking, and when she heard a noise at the door, she turned her head and looked, and suddenly she was refreshed.

Duan Xian led the third prince Chen Ming back home in three days.

(End of this chapter)