Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Meng Zhen came over, patted Meng Wenjin on the shoulder, and said soothingly:

"The child who pushed you was too young to punish him. The son's debt should be paid by the father. His guilt will be borne by his father, Minister Wang."

"The Emperor has issued an edict. Minister Wang was caned and demoted. This is considered a punishment. Don't keep it in your heart."

More importantly, he received compensation from the emperor because of this incident, so naturally he didn't want his son to make trouble again.

Meng Wenjin understood her parents' personalities and was not very affectionate towards them, only nodding indifferently.

"I see."

Li Zhiye has not had any more children in recent years and now pays more attention to her only two children.

Meng Queyu is cold and aloof, so she is more enthusiastic towards Meng Wenjin.

Seeing Meng Wenjin's indifferent expression, Li Zhiye sat by the bed and comforted her softly:

"Wenjin, you suffered yesterday. Your parents met with the emperor and asked for mercy for you, granting you a marriage with the daughter of the Supreme Court Minister."

Meng Wenjin frowned, and his originally calm mood became gloomy.

He said:

"Is this marriage for me, or for the development of the Marquis's Mansion?"

It was rare for Meng Wenjin to speak so sharply in front of Meng Zhen and his wife.

He hadn't fully recovered yet, but his parents were using this incident to gain benefits, and even wanted to gain his gratitude by doing good things for them.

No wonder the last time he saw his brother coming back from the palace, he advised himself not to have any expectations of his mother who had become enthusiastic recently.

Fortunately, since he regained consciousness, Meng Wenjin no longer had any expectations of his parents. He just wanted to study hard and take care of himself, and he was not disappointed with the current situation.

Meng Zhen was very dissatisfied with his reaction and spoke harshly.

"What's your attitude? Aren't you a member of the Marquis' Mansion? If the Marquis' Mansion is good, then you are good. Why are you still so fussy?"

Meng Wenjin ignored it and nodded indifferently.

Meng Zhen didn't know how to express his anger, so he waved his sleeves, said "When you recover, come with us to visit the Chu Mansion", and left.

Li Zhiye was in a dilemma when she saw that her husband was angry and her son didn't care.

After thinking it over again and again, she got up and chased after her husband, but she remembered to turn back and advise Meng Wenjin.

"Wenjin, your father didn't mean that. The girl from the Chu family that you are marrying is the same girl who asked someone to rescue you when you fell into the water this time. You two will definitely get along well in the future."

The room looked just like when Meng Wenjin had just woken up, with only him and Baichuan left.

Meng Wenjin sat on the bed, his mind in a mess.

The Chu girl that the mother was talking about was the little girl who saved her?

At first, he wanted to wait until he recovered from his illness, then find out the girl's identity and express his gratitude to her in person.

Unexpectedly, after waking up, there were actually many inseparable connections between the two.

Meng Wenjin is only seven years old now, so of course she hasn't thought about getting married yet.

However, because Chu Xiaoyun had saved him, he felt less resistant to the Emperor's arrangement of marriage.

It took half a month for me to recover.

As soon as Meng Zhen heard the news from the palace doctor, he quickly sent a letter to the Chu residence.

The main hall of the Chu Mansion.

Dali Temple Minister Chu Yunxu sat in the main seat with a dark complexion, staring at Meng Wenjin with a fierce and murderous look.

His precious daughter, who was only five years old, was already being targeted by a boy from another family. The marriage was arranged by the emperor, so he couldn't refuse.

Who would be in a good mood if this happened to them?

Meng Zhen didn't care and chatted with the Chu couple as usual.

Seeing that Meng Wenjin, who was sitting next to him, had not spoken a word, he frowned slightly and asked Chu Yunxu.

"Why don't you see the young lady in the mansion? I have something to discuss with Lord Chu, and it's not convenient for Wen Jin to hear it. The young lady is not much older than Wen Jin, so why not let her take her around the mansion."

"Wait until things are settled, then bring the person back."

This is obviously to create an environment for his son and his daughter to be alone together.

Although the two children were young and didn't understand anything, Chu Yunxu was still very angry.

He almost wanted to slam the table and stand up, pointing at Meng Zhen’s nose and scolding him, “Do you think you don’t know what he is thinking?”

Mrs. Chu Ming Ningxue, who was sitting next to them, held her husband's hand and smiled kindly at Meng Zhen and his wife and Meng Wenjin.

"That's exactly why children can play together better. Xia He, go and call the young lady over."

When the imperial decree granting the marriage came down, Mrs. Chu was of course not happy.

But the imperial decree cannot be disobeyed. Since there is no chance to change it, she must of course consider her daughter more.

Rather than getting married blindly more than ten years later, it is naturally better to have more contact and cultivate the friendship between childhood sweethearts now.

Not long after, a little girl walked in from outside.

The girl had a cute bun on her head and wore a playful and cute pink dress with butterfly patterns.

Her face is as delicate as a piece of jade, with a small peach blossom flower on her forehead. You can tell at first glance that she is a lively and beauty-loving girl.

When he entered the house, he was very generous and polite, and bowed to his parents and guests one by one.

After completing the ceremony, Chu Xiaoyun walked to Meng Wenjin's side, tilted her palm-sized face up, and two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks.

"Little brother, let me take you to the garden in the mansion. There are swings and butterflies there. It's fun."

Her voice is soft, crisp and sweet, very pleasant to hear.

Meng Wenjin couldn't help but let out a genuine smile and said softly:

"I listen to my sister."

He didn't need to play with swings or butterflies, but he wanted a private space to thank her and express his gratitude.

The two of them left one after the other, and Meng Wenjin deliberately lagged behind Chu Xiaoyun by a small step.

This distance allows Chu Xiaoyun to always be within his sight. If anything happens, he will be able to detect it in time and protect her.

After leaving the sight of the master in the main hall, Chu Xiaoyun's pace became much faster.

Even when they reached the garden, Chu Xiaoyun did not stop, but continued to move forward with her short legs.

"If someone else saw this, they would probably think she was trying to get rid of me on purpose."

Meng Wenjin looked at her hurried steps and couldn't help laughing when he thought of his own guess.

The little sister was so cute and so polite in the main hall, how could she be what I thought?

However, we can't just let her go on.

"Sister...Sister Chu, where are you taking me?"

When Chu Xiaoyun heard Meng Wenjin's voice, she staggered, screamed, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Meng Wenjin saw it and picked her up in time.

Chu Xiaoyun is five years old, a tiny kid just over three feet tall (a little over one meter).

Meng Wenjin is seven years old and almost a head taller than her.

Because of the height difference between them, he originally wanted to pull her arm, but when he reached out his hand, it automatically fell under her armpit.