On the Wedding Night, Ms. Cui Realized - Chapter 7

“This kid.”

Mrs. Pei muttered a few words, didn’t think much, and let her go.

Besides, when Pei Xuan heard the news that Mrs. Xining was going to choose a son-in-law for her daughter, she was both shocked and impatient, but she behaved very well, and when she left the courtyard where her mother lived, she stopped in her tracks.

Dazhao pays attention to the defense of men and women. Last time she climbed the tree and climbed the wall quietly, it was already inappropriate. Now that the top student in high school is about to be awarded an official position by His Majesty. There are turmoil, and the girl who lives in the small courtyard will definitely be criticized.

She ordered her servants to fetch a few things, make all preparations, and go out by car.

Xiningbo Mansion, in the south, a secluded and secluded small courtyard.

Cui Ti took the green and tender willow branches to write and draw on the ground. Bai Ge took the time to glance at it, but didn’t understand what she was drawing, so she turned her head and continued to sew.

The spring breeze took advantage of it, and a kite flew over the wall and floated in the sky above the small courtyard.

“Huh? Where did you get the kite?” Bai Ge wondered.

I wondered, I didn’t plan to go out and have a look.

She immersed herself in mending the holed spring shirt, feeling sorry for the girl who didn’t have much to change and wash during the good season.

On the other side of the wall, Pei Xuan was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, he cut the kite string at the right time, and let the kite fall into the small courtyard.

There was an extra kite in the yard, and Baige could no longer pretend to ignore it. She put down her sewing, went out to the yard and picked up the kite.

“Hey, is there writing on it?”

It’s a pity that she can’t read much, so she doesn’t understand what Pei Xuan asked.

“Girl, a kite with writing on it is flying in our yard.”

Cui Ti sighed lightly: “What did you write?”

“This…”

If Cui Ti is really blind, Bai Ge is blind, she is not bad as a little maid who can eat enough, how can she know how to read?

She had a troubled expression on her face, and reluctantly said: “I wrote it, you…I…”

“You hold my hand and draw like cats and tigers.”

Baige’s eyes lit up: that’s a good idea!

She forgot that although Cui Ti was born as a master, she did not receive the treatment of a master. She was not very literate, and Cui Ti was born blind, so she should not be much better than her.

Cui Ti’s handwriting was taught by Pei Xuan in the previous life. He taught for three years starting from the wedding night in the bridal chamber. The students trained by Tang Hua, who is the best in Dazhao’s learning, are no longer the Cui Ti they used to be, even if they can’t see them.

Bai Ge held her hand and stumbled to finish the last stroke, connecting the words into sentences—

How are you? I’m coming for you.

The youthful, handsome and handsome champion man in Xijing lifted up his clothes and posted them on the gray wall with a guilty conscience, for fear of missing the girl’s response, for fear of not responding.

The follower couldn’t bear to watch.

Don’t be bewitched by his husband!

After waiting and waiting, she couldn’t wait for someone on the other side of the wall to talk to her, so she was anxious to climb the tree.

The kite will not fly in for no reason. Cui Ti guessed that he was waiting on the other side of the wall, and was supported by the white pigeon to the bottom of the wall in the courtyard: “Are you still there?”

“I’m here! I’m always here!”

Pei Xuan raised his eyebrows, and was even more nervous than answering His Majesty’s questions in the Golden Palace. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down her heartbeat.

“Congratulations on your high school yet.”

The two talked through a wall, and the good news from Pei Xuanxin’s high school unexpectedly spread into this small courtyard: “I left in a hurry that day, and I didn’t have time to congratulate you on your birthday.”

“How do you know my birthday?”

“I…” Pei Xuan was ashamed, and bowed to the wall: “Xiaosheng wants to meet a girl.”

Cui Ti didn’t speak.

Bai Ge’s ears itch when he heard it: Hey, I never thought you are such a son-in-law of the Pei family, the number one scholar! Isn’t this hooking up with her girl?

Have vision!

So discerning!

If a girl can marry this stupid goose, at least she won’t be bullied.

“I’m okay.”

Pei Xuan didn’t believe her “good” at all, and said worriedly: “I heard from my mother that Madam Xining intends to choose a son-in-law for the girl.

“I came here to tell the girl that marriage is an important matter, don’t be hasty, if you can’t handle it, just fly the kite.

“When I see a kite, no matter how far away or where I am, I will definitely come on horseback.”

The words of the person who only met once said that it was too much, she didn’t care too much, and seriously emphasized: “Girl, you can trust me, I am trustworthy.”

“I believe you.”

Cui Ti smiled: “I will ask you for help if necessary.”

Her frankness and trust hit Pei Xuanruan’s heart, she was reluctant to leave that wall, eager to see through it.

It was getting dark.

They stood there without saying a word, the sun was dim, and the willow branches swayed lightly.

“Girl, I’m leaving.”

“Ok.”

Pei Xuan pressed her palm against the gray wall and wiped the powder with her hand. She smiled happily: “I hope to see that kite fly.”

The reserved heart was warmer than the sun, warming Cui Ti’s heart. She listened attentively to the sound of Pei Xuan’s leaving footsteps, and then the sound of the ruts passing by.

Twilight has come, and the world is quiet.

Bai Ge exploded the pot: “Girl, madam really wants to marry you! If Mr. Pei Lang doesn’t tell you about this, I’m afraid we will be the last to know about it!”

Mr. Pei Lang knows all about it, how big is the battle outside to discuss relatives?

Cui Ti hugged the kite lovingly: “No hurry.”

Someone has already delivered the promise.

She trusts him.

Of course she trusted him.

In this world, she trusts two people for no reason, one is the white pigeon who grew up with her since she was a child, and the other is Pei Xuan who brought her in eight palanquins to marry her.

She is a gentle, considerate, self-restraining and good husband.

“Your Majesty is in a bad mood?”

Putting down the car curtain, the joy in Pei Xuan’s eyes dissipated like water mist, and his voice was tinged with fatigue: “Go back.”

She had to look again, and more.

Look at the girl’s heart, and see what kind of family Mrs. Xiningbo will choose for her eldest daughter.

Her jade-like knuckles tightened, and a girl in a water-red dress appeared in front of her eyes. The girl smiled lightly, and sitting there meant that the years were stable.

“From today onwards, send people to watch the small courtyard day and night. If there is a kite flying from the sky, report it to me immediately. There must be no mistake!”

“Yes! Sir!”

Mrs. Xining Bo is too picky to choose a son-in-law for her daughter. Cui Ti’s marriage is easy to talk about. She only cares about the youngest son of the grandson’s family. The difficulty lies in Cui Dai.

Cui Dai doesn’t want to be overwhelmed by Cui Ti, she must find a husband’s family with a higher family status than the Sun’s.

Marriage is a good thing to marry two surnames. Mrs. Sun went to the Xiningbo Mansion again today. She came frequently, and outsiders probably understood that the two families intended to marry.

“It’s really bothering me. My family’s disappointing kid wants to meet Ling Qianjin, but he doesn’t believe what I said to him is like a flower like a jade. It’s also me who has praised him to the sky, making him look forward to and think about it all day long.”

“Meet me?”

Mrs. Xiningbo’s face was slightly hesitant: “This…”

Mrs. Sun came here with a purpose in mind, and she said straightforwardly: “If we don’t meet, I can give you a portrait. What I say won’t work. Seeing him with my own eyes should make me feel satisfied.”

She talked so much that her throat became thirsty, so she almost swore with Mrs. Xiningbo that she would marry Cui Ti, and then she got the portrait as she wished.

After the portrait was given out, the marriage was considered a small half.

With Cui Ti’s appearance, the two wives are sure

Mr. Sun Xiaolang cannot escape love at first sight, but it is such a coincidence that the portrait prepared for Mr. Sun Erlang is taken by Mr. Sun Erlang by mistake.

Fengming Tower, Jinshi celebration banquet.

“Why so slow?”

Scholars at the same table ridiculed Sun Ze one after another. Sun Ze ranked first and twenty-eight this time.

His ranking is not too low, but it is not enough compared to Jinshi and the top three.

Tanhua, the No. 1 scholar, sat at the same table, Song Zizhen said: “Isn’t it just a picture of “Begonia Sleeping in Spring” from the previous dynasty, worthy of his showing off like this?

“Look at the people around him. As for him, if he has a good family background and high talents, and the number one scholar is here, there is still room for him, Sun Ze, to be arrogant?”

He sighed: “It’s still low-key.”

The prime minister’s son-in-law is unparalleled in elegance and approachable, and it is a great honor to come here to meet them.

Xingguang is Pei Xuan’s character, which was invented only yesterday, so that it is convenient for classmates and colleagues to match each other.

“Xingguang, why do you seem to have something on your mind?”

Second place Zheng Wuji filled her cup with high-quality pear blossom wine.

Pei Xuan really had something difficult to understand and didn’t know what to do, so he raised his glass and drank.

Song Zizhen and Zheng Wuzhi looked at each other, gossiping, and opened their big eyes curiously: “If you have something to say, let me help you as a consultant?”

“That’s right, Zizhen is right.”

They were regarded as friends recognized by Pei Xuan, and they were of good character.

After thinking about it, she lowered her eyebrows and said, “If there is a girl…”

“Girl?!” Song Zizhen whispered, rubbed his hands, and said with great interest, “What’s wrong with the girl? I love hearing about this the most!”

“Don’t make trouble, let Xingguang talk about it.”

Pei Xuan fell into an inexplicable emotion and couldn’t extricate himself: “If there is a girl, you can’t control your heart beating when you see her, and you will miss her when you don’t see her. You want to marry her and guard her for the rest of your life, but marrying her may not be a good idea.” It’s really good for her, what should I do?”

“Marrying her may not be really good for her? What does that mean?” Song Zizhen looked confused: “Of course you marry her, you must treat her well, otherwise what’s the point of marrying her?”

“Yes, marriage is the most important event in life, Xingguang, who do you fancy?”

“I…”

Pei Xuan frowned. Some words could be said, but some words could only be rotten in his stomach.

If that girl’s wish is to marry her husband and teach her son, how can she afford it?

If she despised her own daughter, wouldn’t it be harming her if she married her?

She can’t be frank with Miss Cui, and she can’t set the whole Pei’s mansion on fire because of her own selfishness.

Once the crime of deceiving the emperor is exposed, no one can afford it.

“I don’t want to see her marry someone else.”

“It’s simple.” Zheng Wuzhi put down his wine glass: “Then marry her, first marry her home, and then talk about it later. You marry her with your sincerity, protect her with your sincerity, and take every step counting.”

The number one scholar in this subject encountered the most difficult problem in her life, and she concentrated on it.

Boosing broke out at the adjacent table.

“Brother Qiuming, didn’t you find out the portrait of some young lady?”

“Who is this woman, she can be described as a national beauty!”

“That’s not it, brother Qiuming, is this the “Sleeping Begonia in Spring” you mentioned?”

Everyone laughed.

There are also people who are confused by the woman in the painting, and their eyes are dazed.

Realizing that he took the wrong painting, Sun Ze was stunned, and quickly rolled it up. As expected, it should be taken by his mother from the Xiningbo Mansion.

The people in the painting are his future siblings.

He didn’t want to expose the appearance of his prospective siblings, but some people haven’t seen enough.

“What do you charge, let me see.”

The person who seized the painting was No. 39 in the second class, the second son of a third-rank official in the court.

Sun Ze couldn’t be offended. He watched the portraits go through the hands several times, and his future siblings were judged. He couldn’t get angry, and his face flushed red.

“What are they passing around?”

“Looks like a painting.”

“painting?”

Pei Xuan glanced there unintentionally, his eyes froze.

The woman in the painting is wearing new and gorgeous clothes, obviously well-groomed, with black hair and clean face, porcelain-white face, and silk covering her eyes. The spring breeze blows her hair around her ears, and each strand of hair speaks of tenderness silently.

There is no doubt that she is beautiful.

However, it doesn’t look happy, and the addition of this quiet melancholy makes people’s hearts tremble even more.

“What a gentle and beautiful girl! Sun Qiuming, where did you find this beauty? I bought this portrait!”

“No, it’s not—”

Sun Ze was in a hurry to defend himself, but suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing beside him.

Pei Xuan rushed over in two steps, his pretty face was cold.

She has always been elegant and dignified, with extremely beautiful demeanor, but at this moment her eyes are cold, and it makes people feel chills down their spines, not knowing what to do.

“Draw, bring it.”

Zhou Ye sneered: “Xing Guang, I bought this painting first, a gentleman doesn’t take what others like, you—”

“Bring it!”

She was rarely angry, and there was thunder in her eyes. Not only Zhou Ye was afraid of her, but Sun Ze was also scared to death.

Song Zizhen and Zheng Wuzhi are among the people who can talk to her, and they don’t dare to persuade her right now, God knows where the star-studded No. 1 scholar is so angry?

Zhou Ye handed over the painting, and Pei Xuan gently stroked the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting: “Is she also something you can imagine?”

Leaving this sentence behind, she waved her sleeves and left.

In the past, everyone said that the number one scholar was soft-tempered and as gentle as water. When I saw him today, I knew who he was as the son of the Pei family.

Smile like a spring breeze.

Angry like thunder and rain.

“We, we won’t offend him, shall we?” Someone swallowed silently.

“What us? Who and you are us? I didn’t point fingers at that girl, it was Brother Zhou! He caused this incident!”

“How could it be me?” Zhou Ye broke out in cold sweat, busy shirking responsibility: “Sun Ze, it’s all your fault!”

Sun Ze’s legs trembled, his throat tightened, and he couldn’t speak.

“Xing Guang got very angry. I’ve known him for so long, and this is the first time I’ve seen him turn his back.”

Song Zizhen was dumbfounded, and exchanged glances with Zheng Wuji.

“I won’t stop…”

They guessed the same possibility—the girl Xingguang likes is the person in the painting?

“What does that girl look like, can you see clearly?”

Zheng Wuzhi unceremoniously rolled his big eyes at him: “Are you talking in your sleep? I’m about to die of anger if I didn’t see Xingguang. He is so fierce, how dare I stare at him?”

“Yes.” Song Zizhen murmured to himself: “Lighting is so fierce!”!