Chapter 189: No Speculation
Xu Yingyuan walked over gracefully, biting her lower lip lightly, with a charming smile on her face.
"Don't worry, sir. Hui'er and I have very different personalities. We won't mind such a small matter."
Zhuang Xianhui was secretly angry.
Here she comes again...will she ever be done?
Ning Xuanfeng didn't understand for a moment and was stunned.
"Why does this sound weird?"
Xu Yingyuan unfolds a bit of flower spirit, just like the morning dew, soft and crystal clear.
"I'm not good at speaking, but you won't be angry with me, right?"
Ning Xuanfeng looked awkward and his face was curled up in a mess.
"Your name is normal, but why does it sound weird?"
Xu Yingyuan smiled coquettishly and tilted her head.
"Then change the name."
"How old are you, sir?"
Ning Xuanfeng felt uncomfortable and his brows were furrowed.
"Twenty-six."
Xu Yingyuan was gentle and affectionate to herself.
"You are older than me, so I will call you brother."
Ning Xuanfeng was not satisfied and felt that it was an insult to his third and fourth sisters.
"She sounds like the youngest sister in the family."
Xu Yingyuan was intoxicated by the sunset. She picked up the corner of his clothes delicately and walked away.
"That's what I mean. I want to be your bosom friend, like a brother and sister. I wonder if you agree?"
In an instant, Ning Xuanfeng brushed off her hand.
"You keep calling me brother, and you still ask me if I agree?"
"I disagree."
"Whatever name you use, it sounds weird when it comes out of your mouth."
Xu Yingyuan smiled delicately, and her face was as moist as a flower.
"My brother is upset, but he blames me."
"I see. Are you afraid Hui'er will mind?"
"Hui Er is a good wife and will not influence her husband's will. It is human nature and it is beyond our control. It is useless for her to mind."
"Brother, you say, isn't it?"
Ning Xuanfeng looked at his wife as if asking for help.
“I don’t understand…”
"Why can't she speak human language?"
Xu Yingyuan was so annoyed that she almost burst into the sky, but fortunately she gritted her teeth and held it back in time, so she didn't show it.
"I'm just speaking human language."
"Brother, why are you so cold?"
Ning Xuanfeng felt goose bumps all over his body and was so disgusted that he had to order the visitor to leave.
"Are you okay?"
"Just leave if you have nothing to do."
"My wife and I are busy."
After saying that, he took his wife's hand and fled in a hurry.
Xu Yingyuan was full of surprise.
"You, you, you... I haven't finished speaking yet."
A gust of wind blew, gently blowing a dead leaf off in front of Xu Yingyuan, leaving behind a beautiful and desolate ground.
"how come……"
She hesitated to speak, and in her heart she couldn't believe it.
How could anyone resist her advances?
Is this person sick?
Maybe it's because we are uninformed and have not seen enough, so we don't get along?
No, I can't give up easily.
Such a good man can only be mine.
Since words are useless, I will try another tactic.
All men in the world are the same, they get tired of the old and love the new, and they accept everyone who comes. How can there be anyone who is truly indifferent?
The dawn light falls gracefully, tinging the sky with a faint pink.
After getting up early and dressing up, Xu Yingyuan came to the main gate of the manor.
The flower-hibiscus silk skirt is simple and elegant, warm and tranquil, and green and clear.
She learned her lesson this time and asked to see Madam Zhuang. After getting permission, she successfully entered the Zhuang Mansion and then went directly to Roujing Pavilion.
Before the master stood up, Huaishu asked her to sit in the front hall for a while and soon brought her tea.
"Miss Xu, wait a moment. When the young master wakes up, I will go and report to him."
Xu Yingyuan smiled back.
"Thank you."
Huaishu treated him with courtesy.
"Girl, your words are serious."
After saying that, she withdrew.
Xu Yingyuan looked around, slowly stood up, walked to the bookcase not far away, took a book casually with her bare hands, and began to read.
While I was reading, Ning Xuanfeng and Zhuang Xianhui came over.
After roughly identifying the footsteps, Xu Yingyuan began to cry.
Ning Xuanfeng had no interest in her and ignored her.
Out of their years of sisterly love, Zhuang Xianhui stepped forward to ask.
"Why are you crying?"
Xu Yingyuan's pretty eyes looked around, and fell on Ning Xuanfeng intentionally or unintentionally.
"I heard that most people who like to read "Xiao Runluo" are men. I guess this is the book my brother likes to read, right?"
"After watching it, I was deeply moved. I think my brother..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard Zhuang Xianhui correcting him.
“This is my favorite book.”
"My husband has not seen it."
Xu Yingyuan was stunned.
"what?"
She was not discouraged, she took down another book and continued to cry.
"Just now, I also read this book, which is also..."
Zhuang Xianhui said helplessly.
“It’s also my favorite book.”
Xu Yingyuan was stunned again.
"what?"
Hearing what she meant, Zhuang Xianhui took the initiative to take a book and handed it to her.
"This is the book my husband likes to read."
Xu Yingyuan lowered her eyes and was even more surprised to see a book that only embroiderers read.
"what?"
Zhuang Xianhui immediately explained.
"His mother made him a dress, and he said that he would also make one carefully to thank his mother for her kindness."
"But he had never done needlework before, so he bought the book and studied and practiced it every day."
It was the first time Xu Yingyuan heard about such a loving mother and she couldn’t understand it at all and could only respond reluctantly.
“Oh—I see.”
Zhuang Xianhui smiled, still full of happiness.
"Are you alright?"
Xu Yingyuan put the book down, took Zhuang Xianhui's hands and invited her happily.
"Hui Er, I've been sick for a long time. I want to go for a walk. Can you accompany me?"
Zhuang Xianhui saw through her thoughts and chuckled.
"it is good."
Xu Yingyuan asked immediately.
"Brother, are you going too?"
"If Hui'er goes out and is unsafe, I will follow you so that I can protect you at all times."
Ning Xuanfeng looked at his wife and asked her with his eyes. After receiving a positive response, he followed her.
As the Si hour arrived, the streets gradually became lively.
Xu Yingyuan bought two strings of candied haws. As usual, she ate one string herself and Huier ate the other.
Ning Xuanfeng didn't care about these details. Suddenly, as they were walking, Xu Yingyuan handed him a candied haws that she had taken a bite of, and he immediately dodged.
"What are you doing?"
Xu Yingyuan smiled sweetly.
"Brother, have a bite too."
Ning Xuanfeng couldn't help but express his disgust directly.
"It's disgusting!"
"My third sister said that saliva can transmit diseases."
Xu Yingyuan looked embarrassed and didn't understand what he meant.
"what?"
Ning Xuanfeng rolled his eyes unceremoniously.
"You are so ignorant."
Xu Yingyuan was too slow to react.
"you dislike me?"
Ning Xuanfeng looked away.
"Yes, I dislike it."
"You'd better shut up. I don't like talking to you."
Xu Yingyuan was very unhappy.
After all, he was from an aristocratic family, how could he be so rude and disrespectful?
What’s even more infuriating is that when facing Zhuang Xianhui, he shows a completely different face.
Is there any reason for this?
Just wait and see, one day, I will also enjoy the courtesy of my wife.
Having said that, I do envy Zhuang Xianhui for being able to marry such a loyal man.
He is beautiful, considerate, filial to his mother-in-law, and can cook... Given this situation, if I marry Brother Mu Zhan, I will definitely be laughed at by the world and people will say that I am not as good a match as Zhuang Xianhui.
I am a princess, how can I lose face?