Qin Wuyan sat down behind her, hugged her slender waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, pressed his handsome face against hers, his voice was gentle and low, like a lover's whisper: "I'm good to you too, Will I not end well too?
I'm already an acting priest now, and I won't let you end up like this. As long as I live, I will always be by your side, huh? "
Zhuang Xiaoyu just laughed softly: "Today is my father's birthday. In the past, every time my father's birthday hadn't arrived, the mansion would make preparations a month in advance. The roads are blocked.
It is said that people take tea to cool, but now people are still there, but the tea is already cold. This world is so cold and realistic.
At that time, the mansion was so lively, the eldest brother and the second brother tried different ways to please my father, but I didn't have to do anything.
My father dotes on me the most, I just need to sit by his side..."
Qin Wuyan listened quietly, and after a long while, he said, "If you want to hold a grand birthday banquet for him, just do it according to your ideas, without too many scruples."
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head.
Now things have changed, and if we really want to do it, it will only add trouble.
Qin Wuyan asked: "You have been depressed these days, and you were so abnormal last night, is it related to this incident?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped the porridge from the corners of Zhuang Huaisen's lips with a handkerchief, and immediately admitted: "I've been in a mess lately, and I really don't have much interest."
Qin Wuyan was relieved, and when she had finished feeding Zhuang Huaisen and stayed to have breakfast with her, he said like a promise: "When I finish my busy days, I will definitely spare time to accompany you. If you feel bored, you can also find Some people come into the mansion to accompany you..."
It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and all the big families will send people over to give gifts, and by the way, they will bring the young girls in the family over in the name of visiting. If Zhuang Xiaoyu sees these scenes, he will probably feel even more uncomfortable.
Before leaving the priest's mansion, Qin Wuyan said to Zhuang Qingyun: "The annual selection of the deputy commander of the personal guards should be arranged on the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will bring those people to the priest's mansion to have fun together... ..."
Zhuang Qingyun couldn't figure out Qin Wuyan's inner thoughts, but felt that this was not a major matter, so he nodded and agreed.
Zhuang Xiaoyu used the best ointment in the priest's mansion for Wenzhu, and the wound healed very quickly. In just two days, the wound had already started to scab, and Wenzhu could get up from the bed and walk around in the mansion. .....
Zhuang Xiaoyu arranged the couple's new house properly, and moved out a lot of decorations from his private storage to the young couple's new house. Everything in the house was very particular. Zhuang Xiaoyu bought a few mahogany boxes It was full, and a layer of silver ingots was laid under each box as a dowry at the bottom of the box.
The wet nurse sewed the groom's clothes for Asparagus, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival, we can hold weddings in our house. At that time, everything that needs to be prepared will be ready, and everything will be just right."
Zhuang Xiaoyu counted the dowry list: "I asked the housekeeper to check the time. There haven't been any good days in the past few days. The second half of the Mid-Autumn Festival happens to be a good day for marriage. If you have no objection, I will make the decision for you. It's set for that day."
Yu Sui bit her lip: "I have no objection, everything is up to Miss."