captive skylark

Chapter 73

He lowered his head and left a light kiss on Yun Xi's forehead, which was extremely cherished.

He is the most magnanimous gentleman, an upright gentleman.

Yun Xi couldn't help trembling her eyelashes, she was stunned for a long while, then she blinked, and tears fell down instantly.

She cried silently, which made him panic, "Why is my sister crying? Did I say something wrong?"

She shook her head.

"Where does it hurt?" He leaned over and looked at the red and swollen bruises on her face.

Luqi had already applied ice water and ointment, and the redness and swelling had subsided a lot.But she was born white, which made the injury even more terrifying.

Yun Xi lowered his head and turned his body to prevent him from looking, "Don't look, ugly."

"Not ugly." He pulled her back, his eyes were gentle, and his voice was also extraordinarily gentle, "No matter what my sister looks like, in my heart, she is a fairy."

She couldn't hold back any longer, bit her lip, and looked at him with teary eyes, "Why is brother like this?"

He laughed, "I don't understand what my sister said. In my sister's heart, what kind of person am I?"

What kind of person is it?
Anyway, it was quite different from the one in Shangjingli. She was used to seeing that man's schemes and calculations, so she thought that everyone was just like him.

Sanctimonious, fickle and ungrateful.

Well, well, he's not.

Yun Xi gently snuggled into Lang Jun's arms, "Brother Huai'an, marry me quickly."

She has hopes, and she can't wait to go to Jiangzhou with him soon.

He replied, "Okay."

*
April [-]th in Shangjing is a lively day.

On this day, the three-yearly apricot list was opened, and there were many high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen stretching their necks waiting, wanting to catch a son-in-law for their girl who is about to marry.

Only the Marquis of Changning need not worry.

His family's prostitute has already been promised to others, she is Xie Heng, the eldest son of the Xie family in Chenjun.

As long as he is admitted to the imperial examination, the two will also be married.

The girl from the Zhao family trembled with joy.

She had seen Xie Heng from afar the day Xie Heng came to Beijing, he was really a Pian Pianjia with clear eyebrows and elegant demeanor, as long as he stood there, he was indescribably suave and elegant.

Before the start of the spring, she asked her maid to deliver the knee pads she made herself.

The maidservant who came back said, "Young Master Xie accepted it, and he also said thank you for the girl's kindness. He will definitely accept it well and never let the girl down."

In a word, the shy girl blushed.

Later, when Chun Wei released the rankings, she also hid in the carriage far away to wait for the news. When she learned that he had won Huiyuan, the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a ball with joy, "Go back and tell Dad."

The girl was so happy that she forgot that Mr. Xie's family would also come today.

The eyes of the two collided, and it was the girl who blushed first.

"Thank you sir."

She lowered her eyes shyly, but the gentleman smiled gently, "Qingqing, you are being polite. Just ask me to know what to do."

Qingqing is her name.

Normally, she only thought it was too sweet to call it out, but she didn't expect it to sound so nice when he called it out.

Qingqing, Qingqing...

The girl lost her heart at this sound.

Afterwards, it was the palace examination, the Golden Palace Chuanhe, he was appointed by the emperor, and Tanhualang was hand-picked.

Tanhualang!

That day when he was riding horses and parading through the streets, the girl hid in the crowd and saw him wearing a hat with hairpin flowers and a red robe.

The spring breeze is triumphant, high-spirited, it is really a white horse and the flowers are falling, and the fairy looks back in shock.

She lives in the envious eyes of all the girls.

Afterwards, she listened to her father's order and began to communicate with him.

She would embroider spring pouches and fan pendants for him, and when he received them, she lost her mind when she saw the pattern of green bamboo on them.

I thought he didn't like it, so I quickly asked, "What's wrong? Am I not good at embroidery?"

(End of this chapter)