Chapter 153

"What did my mother-in-law tell you?"

After seeing off the second house of Ning family and his group, Zhao Yunting followed the Ning family back to the West Garden of the Hou Mansion.

Ning did not enter the house, so he asked Wenmei to lead the little maid to carry a short bamboo chair and put it under the elm tree in the yard. Then he brought out two newly-opened orchids in the house and enjoyed the flowers leisurely, as if Zhao Yunting was not by her side and did not talk to her.

On the afternoon of early April, the sun was shining brightly, and through the branches, it cast a mottled light and shadow on her body. The yard was quiet, her face was quiet, and Zhao Yunting was also quiet. He pulled over a chair and sat opposite his wife. His wife admired flowers and he admired people.

Wenmei brought the tea over, put it down, and then stepped down lightly, leaving only the two of them in the yard.

A short table of pineapple wood, a small white porcelain tea bowl, and a green-glazed celadon flower pot with light pink and bright red orchids.

His wife ignored him for a long time, and Zhao Yunting raised his hand to pick the pink orchid.

Ning raised his eyes and frowned slightly.

Zhao Yunting pinched the flower stalks with his fingers and blamed her for not picking them: "Cancan, why don't you stop me?"

"She is a five-year-old child, you are the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue." Ning reminded him angrily.

Zhao Yunting smiled with a smile on his eyes and stared at her and said, "I don't care. If you ignore me, I will pick your flowers." What he said and done was almost the same as his granddaughter.

Ning was too lazy to accompany him to fool, so he turned his head to look at the scenery elsewhere: "We didn't say anything, we just talk about the past."

Zhao Yunting didn't believe it: "Didn't my mother-in-law advise you to marry me?" When he knelt in front of the two elders, the two elders were obviously moved.

Ning pursed her lips and looked back at him: "So what if I persuade you? Even Chengyuan hopes that we will be together? It's almost forty, and I don't want to make trouble anymore. You want me to accompany you, but I still have to go to the Zhao family's grave if I die. At that time, I will lie with you. I can't go anywhere without you persuading me."

Zhao Yunting stared at her eyes, expressionless.

Ning didn't open his eyes, "You haven't had a good time all these years, don't force me to say heavier words."

Zhao Yunting smiled bitterly: "You say, if you don't agree, it will be the greatest pain for me. I won't feel more uncomfortable if you say anything else."

Ning's words were silent.

Zhao Yunting leaned forward, grabbed her hand, and knelt down around the guji, looking up at her: "Lan Rong, I know you are kind-hearted. Then you can make a kind heart again, be a Bodhisattva, and give me the greatest wish in my life? Marry me, you can still enjoy leisure and relieve my suffering. Just treat me as a Bodhisattva to save me. I am only in my early forties and have 20 to 30 years of life. I want to live with you in these 20 or 30 years. You said you will accompany me after death. Who knows what happened after death? You are so good, I am so bad, I am afraid that the ghost messengers will take me to hell after death. At that time, I can't help but stick to you. Lan Rong, nothing you say works. I just pester you until you die. When I saw you by the river at the age of fourteen, I thought that this was what I thought."

Ning looked down at his hand, "But I am not a Bodhisattva, I am just a mortal."

"You are a Bodhisattva, and in my heart you are a Bodhisattva." Zhao Yunting buried him on her knees and said in a silence.

Ning Shi really had no choice but to use the man like this. She wanted to push him away, but accidentally saw the silver wire mixed in his hair, and couldn't help but sigh again. The two sat and knelt down like this. After a while, they noticed that the man's head was starting to be honest again. Ning Shi suddenly pushed him away: "Can't you think of something else in your mind?"

Zhao Yunting's face was a little red, and he looked at her with confidence: "You treated me the best at that time, how could I not think about it?" In his eyes, his wife, who was five years younger than him, was always arrogant. He took the initiative to look at him and smiled at him occasionally, which was a reward. Only when he was honest with each other, could she be like a real woman, a wife who was conquered by him.

He stared at her without dodging, his eyes lit up like fire.

When it comes to that, Ning is also a little uncomfortable.

Before the incident in the Ning family, she had been married to him for seven or eight years, and the couple was having sex. It was almost commonplace. Even if she was not moved, she had to admit that it was indeed comfortable. In the ten years in Dengzhou, although Zhao Yunting repeatedly promised that he would take revenge, she did not believe him, and still placed all her hopes on her son. In order to avoid Zhao Yunting neglecting her son because of her indifference, the son could not stand out as the legitimate son of the Marquis's family. Every time Zhao Yunting came, she did not take the initiative, but did not refuse.

At that time, she didn't believe in the feelings Zhao Yunting said, and she exchanged a one-night couple for Zhao Yunting's care for her son, which was very fair.

After returning to the capital, she still thought so at first, and was willing to continue to use this method to exchange for the stability of her son's identity and Zhao Yunting's care for her son in the officialdom. But gradually, she found that Zhao Yunting's ten years was not as comfortable as she thought. He was indeed deeply in love with her and even did not hesitate to turn against the wife of the emperor, so she felt that she was not a good woman.

If Zhao Yunting was just obsessed with her for a moment, she could use husband and wife affairs to exchange her son's future with peace of mind and get what they wanted. In the future, Zhao Yunting found a new love, and she would spend her old age with her son and daughter-in-law, and would not owe each other. But if Zhao Yunting was sure that Zhao Yunting treated her sincerely, she owed Zhao Yunting a frankness.

It was his fault for Zhao Yunting to marry her, but he gave her a good son, and the grudge was eliminated.

Zhao Yunting married Qin and had a concubine. He always felt sorry for her. In fact, she never cared about her, without love or complaint.

Zhao Yunting implicated the Ning family to exile. Now that he has rescued the Ning family, the two families have made peace, and the knot has been untied.

Both of them suffered, but now things are gone. Zhao Yunting is lonely and helpless, her children and grandchildren are in love, Zhao Yunting remains infatuated, she owe him true love.

Because of this debt, even if she moved in, she still did not refuse Zhao Yunting when she could refuse. The grudges between the two were entangled. They were husband and wife, not husband and wife. She didn't want to bother with too complicated things. She just felt that since she couldn't give Zhao Yunting the relationship, it would be better to spend some time with him occasionally when he was uncomfortable.

Her eyes dodged because of the desire to use her once, but Zhao Yunting understood it as shy and felt a little itchy. She held her hand and kneaded her: "Lan Rong, let's go to the house to talk?"

Ning clapped his hand and looked at him and said, "It's not a solution for us to keep pestering like this. You don't think you are tired, I think you are tired."

Zhao Yunting's eyes lit up: "Are you willing to promise me?"

Even if he was annoyed by him, he was happy.

Ning smiled gently, "Let's do it, let's compete with chess. As long as you can beat me, I will marry you."

Zhao Yunting looked at her suspiciously: "How long is the bet period? What if I can't win? Lan Rong, I will explain it to you first. Even if I can't win you, I will continue to come and get involved." Either win and get married, or just like now, it is impossible to lose and not come.

Ning had long anticipated his scoundrel, "There is no deadline until we can't take the chess piece, but before you win me, you are not allowed to marry you again, nor are you allowed to touch me."

She was really annoyed by his entanglement and didn't want to be so unclear. She refused to listen directly, so she would give him an impossible condition. Perhaps for him, it would be better to have hope than to have no hope.

Zhao Yunting frowned.

He didn't want to agree. He had never beaten his wife since the marriage, and since his wife dared to say this, she must know that he couldn't win.

He didn't say anything, Ning's eyes turned cold: "Competing chess with you is the only thing I can do. If you don't agree, then go find someone else."

She got up and wanted to leave, Zhao Yunting quickly grabbed her hand, got up and hugged her: "Okay, I'll compare with you, just Lan Rong, that, can it be done three times a month? I know you like it too..."

"Let go." Ning said lightly.

Zhao Yunting looked at her face and stepped back obediently, "Okay, you go and get the chessboard now. Anyway, I'm going to have a meal here tonight."

Now listen to her and he will find another chance in a few days. His wife is willing to give her conditions and will loosen her own. Only when he is stupid will he be a gentleman.

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The two of them played chess under the locust tree, and Zhao Chen was playing with the three children in the main courtyard.

After Aji came back from work on trivial matters, he looked at his daughter first as soon as he entered the room.

Cancan also pays attention to his mother. Seeing this, he immediately ran from the kang to his father's arms and looked at her carefully.

It’s useless to pretend to be pitiful. Aji stood in front of the edge of the kang and called her: “Come here, I have something to ask you.”

Cancan didn't want to go, so he raised his head and asked his father for help. His big eyes were so watery that it made people unbearable to refuse.

Zhao Chen couldn't help but look at his wife, and before he could plead with mercy, he saw that his wife's eyes were rounder than her daughter, and the two evils were the least, so he helped her up and coaxed her softly: "Mother wants to talk to Cancan, Cancan will listen first. After listening to her father, he is playing with Cancan."

Just offend your daughter and coax her. If you make your wife angry, it will be difficult for you to have a night.

"I'm afraid my mother will hit me." Cancan lowered his head and clenched his fingers, and whispered.

Zhao Chen kissed the little girl and said, "Your mother is reluctant to beat you. She really beats her dad toward you, go quickly."

Cancan looked at his father, turned around reluctantly, and walked slowly towards his mother.

Brother Ping'er and Brother An were originally snatching the tiger pillow, but they didn't snatch it anymore and turned their heads to look at them.

"Why do you want to push Brother Wulang in the morning?" Aji asked without any joy or anger when her daughter was holding her two little hands.

My daughter is too domineering, and it is a good thing not to be bullied, but she can't bully people casually. Goro didn't cry even when he fell down. When Ning Yifang scolded Cancan, she wanted to plead for her sister. The two were only one year apart, Goro was so sensible that she should take care of her family. She was really like Zhao Chen, and she was definitely even more unreasonable when she grew up.

"I don't like him, I don't want to play with him." Cancan pouted, looking at his mother's collar.

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. It doesn't matter if your brother holds your hand and shakes it away. Why do you have to push it again if you shake it away? What if your brother hits his head on the ground when he falls?" Aju asked his daughter directly the question that she could not avoid.

Cancan's mouth became higher and higher, and he was stubborn and refused to speak. He looked up at his mother, and tears rolled in his big eyes.

Aji asked her with a calm face: "Do you know you are wrong?"

Cancan curled his lips and said nothing, turned his head to look at his father, and tears rolled down.

Zhao Chen felt very distressed, but when he met his wife's threatening eyes, he had to cooperate with his wife to teach his daughter: "Cancan quickly admit his mistake with your mother."

Even his father didn't help her, Cancan turned his head to look at his two younger brothers. The two younger brothers looked at her blankly. Cancan was completely desperate. He knew that no one was willing to speak for her, so he finally admitted his mistake with his mother: "Cancan knew he was wrong, and he would never push his brother again..."

My daughter was crying pitifully, and of course Aji felt distressed. She hugged the little girl and wiped her tears: "Now Cancan tells my mother why can't I push my brother?"

Cancan lay on his mother's shoulder and cried: "Brother hurts, but his head hits the ground and hurts..."

"Cancan is so well-behaved. Don't cry or cry. As long as Cancan doesn't bully others, he will still be his mother's good daughter. Let's turn around and kiss her mother." Aji coaxed her softly, kissing her daughter's hair first.

Cancan was still slapping, but obediently kissed his mother.

Aji touched her face and stared at her eyes and asked her daughter: "Why is it so wet? Did Cancan deliberately rub his nose against her mother's face?"

Cancan blinked, looked at his mother's face, and said "No" uncertainly.

Aji didn't believe it and pretended to be angry and said, "It must have been rubbed. OK, I dare to bully my mother, so I have to rub my nose against Cancan's face." As he said that, he held his daughter's shoulder and was about to lean on her face.

Cancan loves cleanliness and beauty. He heard this and immediately broke free from his mother and ran towards his father. Aji grabbed her daughter's arm and refused to let her run. Cancan giggled and called Dad to help her.

Zhao Chen laughed and wanted to rub his daughter even when he acted. Poor Cancan was hit by his parents, so he simply covered his face and lay on the kang.

Brother Ping'er, An'er looked at it, crawled over with a giggle, pressed on his sister to join in the fun.hf();
Chapter completed!