Marriage is not easy [Transmigration Book]

Wen Yelan helped Wei Tingyu out of the lobby. Mei Qing, who was waiting at the corner, saw the pale-faced Mrs. Wen Er, and immediately walked over to support her other side of the body.

"Help Madam back to Yiying Courtyard first." Wen Yelan said to Mei Qing.

Mei Qing nodded in response.

Back in the room, let Wei Tingyu sit on the bed post.Mei Qing went to get some hot water.Wen Yelan took a clean towel mixed with some water and gently wiped Wei Tingyu's cheek.

Wei Tingyu's face was covered with a warm towel, and the color on her face faded a little. She looked up at Wen Yelan and said, "Xiaoqi, that marriage certificate is fake, your father's name must have been imitated by someone else. You went up. You are the son of the Wen family, how can you marry a Xiao beggar? This is absolutely wrong."

Speaking of this, Wei Tingyu frowned, her face turned blue, her eyes were rounded, her lips trembling with anger, "The marriage letter is really realistic, your uncle may mean that you really want to agree to this ridiculous thing. Mom until now Only then did I begin to understand the people in Dafang Wen..."

As long as Wen Yelan gets married, Wen Guowen and his big family will probably get the most benefits.

When Wei Tingyu first heard the maid talking behind his back about the rumors on the street about Wen Guoan's marriage contract with Xiao Qi'er for Wen Yelan, he sneered at it as just gossip of some boring people after dinner.

But what I didn't expect was that this rumor became so popular in just one day, spreading rumors to confuse the public, and it seemed to come true overnight.Wei Tingyu stayed in Yiying Courtyard, really did not expect such a situation to develop, it is frightening to say.

No one is fanning the flames behind his back, not even Wei Tingyu believes it!

Wei Tingyu regretted that she didn't take it to heart when she first heard the rumors, and her temper was made stupid by this deep house.

Wen Yelan knew what Wei Tingyu was thinking, so he didn't say much, he reached out to hold Wei Tingyu's hands and said softly, "Mother, don't worry, just leave these matters to Xiaoqi."

He brushed the broken hair on her forehead, pulled the quilt by her feet to cover her body, and helped her lie on the bed, "Mother, have a good rest. I will discuss the marriage contract with my uncle."

Wei Tingyu wanted to say something else, but seeing Wen Yelan's tired face, she tucked up the quilt and sighed, closed her eyes and turned sideways.

Wen Yelan stood by the bed for a long while, seeing that Wei Tingyu had fallen asleep, she walked out of the room.He whispered to Mei Qing who was guarding the door: "Madam is asleep, and when she wakes up, tell her to drink the medicine."

"Yes, young master." Mei Qing folded her hands on her stomach, half bent over and answered.

Wen Yelan took a few steps, looking at the dark and silent winding corridor ahead, his face was frosty.In fact, these things could have been kept from my mother, but the people in Dafang kept pretending to be kind in front of him and his mother, and talked sweetly.Without today's move, Niang would not be able to see clearly Wen Pangzi's ulterior motives.

In the previous life, the people in the big house had such ulterior motives, and played him and Wei Tingyu in the palm of their hands with hypocrisy and hypocrisy. When he got married, they were still crying in front of him and pretending to be merciful.

Wen Guowen said that he would help him find out about the marriage certificate that Fang Fu was holding, but his father had already been buried in the ground and there was no proof, so how could he find out about this matter?To put it nicely, it was actually not a countermeasure to deceive him.

Wen Yelan sneered silently and slowly clenched his drooping hands into fists.

Yunhai Racecourse.

When Wen Ziyao walked into the racecourse, his eyes began to look for the Eldest Prince.

The eldest prince, Song Mochen, was born to the empress of the current dynasty, and was made the crown prince a year ago.The appearance is handsome, the jade tree faces the wind, and the demeanor is personable.Outstanding resourcefulness in the court, won the heart of Emperor Zhu Song, bright face is also like a fish in water among the ministers, and he is also sympathetic to the people's feelings and cares about the people.Someone once asserted that the position of the eldest prince is well deserved.

Wen Ziyao has kept it in mind since meeting Song Mochen two years ago, but the identity of the prince is too different.After Wen Guoan's death, Marquis Wen's Mansion can only be regarded as a small family in front of other people.

Wen Ziyao kept following Song Mochen, who was leading a majestic Zhao Yebai at this moment.With a kick of his long legs, he straddled the saddle, gently stroked the horse's mane with a gentle smile on his face, Zhao Yebai exhaled a puff of white air from his nose, raised his front hooves, neighed, and raised his head After striding a few steps, he galloped in an instant, billowing dust and smoke from his heels.

Wen Ziyao stared intently at Song Mochen, who was riding a horse and raising his whip, with a heroic posture and a smile on his face, his eyes were burning and bright.

When Song Mochen came back from his horse, with a strong arm, he pulled the rope sideways, and Zhao Yebai, who was walking fast, stopped firmly at the place where he got on the horse.

The children of the aristocratic families who followed Song Mochen clapped their hands and laughed, "Mochen, your horse riding skills are really good."

Song Mochen gently patted Ye Bai's gently rising and falling abdomen, and shook his head: "Speaking of riding a horse, Mo Qian is above Mo Chen."

When everyone thought of the taciturn, indifferent and ruthless second prince Song Moqian, they only thought Song Mochen was humiliating himself.

Wen Ziyao looked around from left to right, and saw not far away, several big men at the racecourse were pulling a Ben Hongchi that seemed to have not yet been domesticated, his eyes lit up, and a smug smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

She walked towards those big men, Li Xiangru looked at her in surprise, and whispered: "Zi Yao, what are you doing there?"

Li Xiangru's voice caught the attention of Song Mochen and the others, and they all turned their attention to Wen Ziyao who had already walked towards the irritable neighing Xianglin horse.

Wen Ziyao glanced at Song Mochen from the corner of his eye, tilted his head and smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to ride a horse."

It's rare that the eldest prince is here, so how can she let go of this opportunity to express herself?Wen Ziyao's eyes flashed with a gleam of certainty.

The big men who were pulling the Xianglin horses looked at Wen Ziyao in dismay, and a big man said cautiously: "Miss Wen, this Ben Hongchi has not been tamed yet. It may be very dangerous if you try to ride it." The big man was very nervous, Wen Ziyao was from the Wen family, if they were injured, they would not only lose their jobs, but also their lives.

Regardless of his advice, Wen Ziyao pulled the horse's rein from their hands, stepped onto the saddle before everyone could stop him, and pinched his legs, and the Ben Hongchi galloped out.

"Zi Yao!" Li Xiangru and Liu Zhitong covered their mouths in horror.

Wen Ziyao glanced at Song Mochen who was looking at her from a distance, and a bigger smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The whip in his hand hit the horse's buttocks, and Ben Hongchi rushed forward even faster.Just when Wen Ziyao was complacent, the Xianglin horse under his crotch suddenly became manic and uncontrollable!

Li Xiangru and Liu Zhitong saw Wen Ziyao swaying from side to side on the horse, almost falling, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of fear.

Song Mochen looked at Wen Ziyao who was acting stiff immediately, and frowned slightly.

Ben Hongchi swayed her body and wanted to throw Wen Ziyao to the ground, but Wen Ziyao could only hold on to the rein tightly, with red marks on her palms.She glanced at Song Mochen, gritted her teeth, pulled the rein with one hand, grabbed the armor hair with the other, tightened her legs around the horse's belly, retracted her foot that was in the stirrup, and yelled loudly.

Ben Hong, who was running around, was tied up with a red neck, raised his head and neighed loudly, raised his front hooves, and finally gradually stopped running.

Wen Ziyao raised her head proudly and confidently, and slowly ran back to Li Xiangru and the others on the horse.Li Xiangru and Liu Zhitong exclaimed and ran happily to her horse.

"Ziyao, you are amazing!" Li Xiangru clapped his hands excitedly.

"It's okay." Wen Ziyao smiled modestly, stepped on the stirrups sideways and jumped to the ground.

Liu Zhitong approached her and laughed softly, "Zi Yao, the eldest prince and the others are all looking at you."

Wen Ziyao tilted her head, and the children of the aristocratic families around Song Mochen looked at her in admiration, and one of the sons gave her a thumbs up.

Wen Ziyao smiled gently at Song Mochen, turned to Li Xiangru and Liu Zhitong and said, "Let's go back." The purpose of attracting the eldest prince's attention has been achieved, and the rest cannot be rushed for the time being.

Li Xiangru and Liu Zhitong didn't understand why she went back so soon, but they didn't say much.

Wen Ziyao felt the gaze of Song Mochen and the others cast behind her, and the corner of her mouth slightly hooked.

Daqing, who was guarding in the shadows, watched Wen Ziyao walk out of the racecourse, and was helped into the carriage by the maid Rong Xiang who was waiting outside the door.

The chauffeur whipped his whip and said "drive", and the carriage gradually drove into the distance.

"Let people taste the sweetness first, and get back the doubled interest. The young master is really calculating."

Daqing withdrew his gaze, turned around and disappeared into the dark alley.

And at this time Xiao Jin's side.

After watching Wen Yelan help Wei Tingyu leave, Wen Guowen said to Xiao Jin and Fang Fu, "We will thoroughly investigate the matter of the marriage letter and give you an explanation. You should go back today for now."

"Young Master Xiao, the matter of the marriage contract can be big or small, but if it really happened, our Marquis Wen Mansion would not ignore it." Wen Pangshi stepped forward and looked at Xiao Jin and Fang Fu with a smile.

Fang Fu cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Wen is wise, Mrs. Wen is right. Then our young master will go back first, hoping to hear good news from you as soon as possible."

Xiao Jin nodded towards Wen Guowen and Wen Pangshi, but laughed a little in his heart. This Wen Guowen, Wen Pangshi and Fang Fu had all secretly colluded together and worked together, but now they are still pretending here.

Xiao Jin really admired it.

Wen Guowen called the porter and asked the porter to take them out.

Xiao Jin glanced at Wen Guowen one last time. Wen Pangshi and Wen Ziling closed their eyes and followed the concierge and Fang Fu out of the lobby.

Xiao Jin looked at the rockery and lotus lake in the courtyard, his eyes dimmed.This muddy water is really muddy...

I don't know how many turns to turn, when Xiao Jin raised his head, the young man walking slowly from the front bumped into his eyes.

Wen Yelan was tall and tall, wearing a snow-white gown with a straight front, tied around the waist with a moon-white belt, and only a piece of rough but simple white marble adorned it.Her waist-length black hair was not tied up with a headband, and was casually draped over her shoulders.His walking posture was extremely elegant, and he walked from the front step by step, and the breeze gently stroked his robe and black hair, flowing like a fairy.

Zhanbiqiao, green bamboo and Yiyi, there are bandits and gentlemen, who are as sharp as cutting and grinding.

The corner of Xiao Jin's mouth curled into a chuckle, his eyes looked straight ahead, and Wen Yelan passed by.