I don’t know which sentence touched Vitiligo.

Zi Su was silent for a moment and whispered: "I must think about it carefully."

Cheng Jinrong stretched his brows: "Sumu also wants to go to the border with He Qi this time. You have a lot of time and you can think slowly. Zi Su, I am not forcing you to get married. I just hope that there is someone around you who knows the cold and the heat, and someone loves you and protects you."

Her little lady has grown up and has a deep affectionate fiancé. She no longer needs to be by her side at all times.

Over the years, her focus of life and her energy have been all on Cheng Jinrong. Cheng Jinrong came to the palace to work as a job. She was not only relieved and proud of her master, but also felt a little unspeakable.

Perhaps, she should really think about the future path of life.

Zisu's eyes were slightly red and he nodded softly.

Cheng Jinrong looked at Licorice again: "Licorice, you nodded today, and I will make the decision to make a marriage between you and Chenpi. When I meet my cousin later, I will tell him about this."

"Danimee is not old, and you are young, so you can make a marriage first. It's not too late to get married in two years."

Licorice nodded: "It's up to the lady to make the decision!"

...

In the evening, Cheng Jinrong and Cheng Jinghong returned to Cheng's mansion.

Chenpi had been waiting in the gatehouse for a long time, and came out from afar, looking at him with a diligent and warm look: "Miss will definitely be tired when she takes the carriage all the way. I'm just waiting for the lady to get off the carriage."

Cheng Jin tolerated the laughter and nodded slightly.

Chenpi was overjoyed and opened the car door happily, helping Cheng Jinrong get off the carriage: "Miss, be careful, oh, don't bump into it."

...Look at that look like a terrible leg.

Cheng Jinghong, the master, could hardly take a look and glanced at Chenpi.

Chenpi was smart and soon stepped forward attentively: "I am serving the young master to get off the carriage." While looking over with eager eyes.

Cheng Jinghong rarely had a slight and deliberately made a consolidation expression.

Chenpi's heart suddenly felt up and down, and she could hardly laugh.

Cheng Jinghong looked at the stiff-looking tangerine peel and felt quite happy. He deliberately ignored the tangerine peel and stepped into the Cheng Mansion with Cheng Jinrong.

Chenpi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and her heart was like a dozen rabbits running around. She quickly stepped forward and asked Cheng Jinghong in a low voice: "Young master, your son, slave and licorice..."

Cheng Jinghong interrupted Chen Pi slowly: "This matter is a long story, so don't worry. I'll talk about it when I've gone to see my mother first."

Why not hurry!

Master, you are not in a hurry, I am almost in a hurry!

Did Sister Licorice respond or not?

Chenpi didn't dare to ask again, so she was so naughty.

Cheng Jinrong saw it and couldn't help but feel funny.

The cousin is steady and mature. At this time, he is rarely as naughty as a young man. I don’t know if he is often troubled by Chenpi on weekdays, so he took such an opportunity to tease Chenpi.

Cheng Jinrong didn't say it out loud, and exchanged a knowing smile with Cheng Jinghong and went to see Zhao together.

Zhao led Cheng Jing'an and Cheng Jinyi to clean up for most of the day, and packed up Cheng Jinghong's greetings, with more than a dozen boxes of cages.

Cheng Jinghong felt a headache when he saw it: "Why don't you want so many boxes? Just bring some changing clothes."

It’s not that I’m traveling to a girl’s house. I don’t know how many people will be teased by so many people.

Zhao glared at Cheng Jinghong: "What you said is light. It's late autumn now, and when the army sets off, the weather is getting colder. When the border is at the twelfth month, it's the cold winter. Who knows when you will be back, and you have to bring all the clothes for spring and summer. You also have to bring your usual pillows and bedding. Otherwise, if you change your place of birth, you may not even be able to sleep well..."

"Look at other people's son, he married his wife at the age of sixteen. When you reach your age, he is the father of several children. My mother worked hard for you, but now she doesn't even have a daughter-in-law. I have to worry about my mother when packing my luggage. You are here to pick and choose..."

As soon as Zhao showed his power, Cheng Jinghong retreated step by step, and repeatedly raised his hands to beg for mercy: "Yes, yes, yes, son should not be too talkative, nor should he be picky. Everything is arranged by the mother!"

Cheng Jinrong was already laughing out loud.

Cheng Jingan and Cheng Jinyi looked at their brothers with great sympathy.

Cheng Jinghong has always refused to get married. He went out early and came back late on weekdays, and was so busy that he could not see anyone. Zhao was very dissatisfied. Today he was interested in taking advantage of the issue!

...

After dinner, Cheng Jinghong finally got free from his mother's nagging.

Chen Pi followed the master back to the yard and whispered: "Young Master, if it weren't for the servants' efforts to persuade him today, the lady might have even removed the bed and asked the young master to take it away."

Cheng Jinghong rubbed his temples and sighed.

After returning to the yard, Chenpi poured a cup of hot tea, brought a plate of snacks, and then rubbed Cheng Jinghong's shoulders, serving him so attentively and thoughtful.

Cheng Jinghong was secretly amused and didn't say anything. He drank fragrant tea leisurely and let the tangerine peel wander around him.

Chenpi was so anxious that she was scratching her heart and finally couldn't help it. She bowed and begged: "I'm begging the young master. Is this marriage a success? Give me a happy word!"

Cheng Jinghong was amused and finally opened his arms: "Today, cousin Rong went to He Mansion and asked about licorice. Licorice had nodded. The marriage between you two has been decided."

It is common for maids and servants in the mansion to form a pair. There is no need to hire a member of the three media and six jobs. The master nodded and decided to be a marriage.

Chenpi's eyes lit up suddenly, her face was full of joy, and the corners of her mouth were almost grinning behind her ears: "Did Sister Licorice really agree? The young master won't lie to me, right?"

Cheng Jinghong smiled and joked: "How could I laugh at this? But cousin Rong told me. Before Licorice nodded, she was quite hesitant. She said that she was afraid that your monthly money would not be rich and she could not have a full meal every time."

Tangerine peel: "…"

Tangerine peel almost choked by her saliva.

Cheng Jinghong smiled happily.

Chenpi was not in a joking mood and did not do anything silently.

He is the eldest son's personal servant, and his monthly money is considered high among servants, three taels of silver a month. If the rewards are included during festivals, there will always be forty or fifty taels a year. Logically speaking, it should be enough for two people to eat, drink and spend money.

However, Licorice Sister’s appetite is a little bigger than that of ordinary women. It’s not easy to make Licorice Sister eat a full meal every time...

Seeing Chen Pi’s solemn look, Cheng Jinghong became more and more amusing: “Okay, I just said it casually. My cousin Rong said that he would prepare a dowry for Licorice, which would be enough for her to fill her stomach, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Chenpi straightened her chest and said strongly: "Of course, the wife whom the slave married must be raised by himself."
Chapter completed!