C9

Cha Zi hurriedly put away the silver bills. She had helped Ling Shuang deal with this situation in the wind and rain tower too many times, so she naturally knew about Gu Xiao Yun's temperament.

"Yan Hong, after you exchange for the crushed silver, find a country servant woman outside to make a set of Hundred Shrouded Clothing. The best would be if it was made by tomorrow."

"Yes, Eldest Miss." Yan Hong didn't know what Eldest Miss was doing perfectly fine, so she didn't dare to say anything.

"Also," Ling Shuang swept her eyes across the people in the east region and said slowly, "Buy a screen and arrange a wall over there. Get someone to get another soft couch and place it behind the screen."

and Yan Hong could not help but laugh inwardly. The Eldest Miss seemed to be rather concerned about the Young Master, yesterday he had even made a small bed, but today he changed it to a soft couch. However, these two people were really awkward. Since they were engaged, they had to sleep separately and pretend to be extremely close to each other outside. It was unknown what they were thinking.

In the evening, when Fang Yu came back from the outside, he saw a good bed set up for the east wing, with a smile on his face. When he went to the main hall, he saw Ling Shuang's figure training in the bamboo forest through the rear window.

This time, Ling Shuang was wearing a silver tight suit, and her hair was still tied up behind her head. His tall and slender figure was like a swimming dragon. The red sunset shone through the gaps between the bamboo leaves and landed on that vigorous figure. It was astonishingly beautiful.

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment. To think that there was such a legendary woman in this world, all the men in Great Yan Dynasty felt ashamed.

He then picked up the teapot on the table to pour him a cup of tea, and walked straight to Ling Shuang who was holding onto her sword.

"You must be tired, drink some tea," Fang Yu felt that it was strange, every time he saw Ling Shuang, he would feel the urge to treat her well.

Could it be that his taste in women had really changed? Would he like this kind of girl with a strong masculine aura?

"What are you thinking about?" Ling Shuang took the teacup and drank it in one gulp. Just as she was about to wipe her mouth with her sleeve, a piece of kernels was handed to her.

Ling Shuang's face reddened. She really couldn't learn the etiquette of an aristocratic lady of this era.

"I don't want to think about anything. Seeing that you're so serious in your swordplay, I feel that my martial arts skills have been wasted recently."

"You have such a good foundation in martial arts, why belittle yourself?"

"Why don't you teach me martial arts?" Fang Yu looked down at Ling Shuang's blank expression.

"Are you joking? Young Master Fang! " Ling Shuang curled her lips.

Fang Yu gave a light laugh. He liked Ling Shuang's tiny actions a lot as he slowly said, "I'm speaking the truth. I've already endured in the Fang Family for too long, I don't want to endure it anymore."

Ling Shuang suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him: "You mean to say, you're no longer hiding your abilities? You're going to fight him head on? "

Fang Yu nodded his head, and laughed: "I have to change my mind, so I won't be a useless playboy in the capital, but I will drag down my wife and teach me how to change my mind."

Ling Shuang immediately understood what Fang Yu meant. The reason he married himself into this family was because of this trick. She knew that Fang Yu did this because he did not want to reveal the person who was truly helping him from the back.

Fang Yu slowly said as he looked at Ling Shuang: "Of course, if you are not willing to bear the reputation of being a shrew, I can let you leave Fang Family."

"Ha!" "I am a shrew myself, why would I be unwilling? Alright, I've swung my little whip. From today onwards, you are to ride in the bamboo forest every day."

Fang Yu's heart was moved, she really liked her for her frank and straightforward character, what should he do? It seemed that he had gotten the right person from his point of view.

"Ling Shuang, I really like the eastern room that you have arranged for me," Fang Yu said with a serious expression.

"Forget it, forget it. A friend!" Ling Shuang was not used to Fang Yu looking at her affectionate look, and suddenly said: "Oh yes, there's something I want to inform you about, but you don't need to go to the Fang Residence's poetry gathering that will be held tomorrow."

Fang Yu was startled, he had already bought all of Ling Shuang's clothes for the poetry meet tomorrow, but this girl actually refused to go.

"Ling Shuang, what do you have in mind?"

"You pretend to be sick at home. In any case, the people of Fang Family all think that you are weak and sickly, so I have my own arrangements," Ling Shuang blinked his eyes a little playfully. Fang Yu was immediately stunned, this kind of lively Ling Shuang was something he had never seen before.

Ling Shuang suddenly retracted her unintentional expression, secretly hating herself how she had forgotten that Ling Shuang was supposed to be a female general that was as cold as ice and frost. In front of Fang Yu, how could she be so weak? Could it be that she had fallen in love? But this kind of flirting type of man wasn't her type!

"I... I'm going back to change my clothes. "You can pretend to be sick from tomorrow onwards, the more severe the better."

Fang Yu looked at the panic that flashed past her phoenix eyes and laughed lightly. He held his heart and said: "My wife, my heart is extremely anxious right now. I think I'm really sick."

"You … "Do whatever you want …" Ling Shuang turned and ran frantically out of the bamboo forest.

Outside of the capital's Shuangyang City gate, carriages of aristocratic juniors were passing by on the road that led to the poetry meet.

Every year, the poetry meet held in the capital would be especially grand. Every aristocratic clan would hold their own. The Fang Family had always been a family of books and incense, and the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty had always advocated the use of literature to rule the country, so this poetry meet was exceptionally solemn.

The beautiful carriage of the Fang Family followed the straight road and went forward. Fang Heng did not ride a horse, but chose to protect Ling Wan as he sat in the carriage.

A poem of such a large scale was something that only the children of nobles of the appropriate age would attend. The young mistresses of the noble families were also fighting with all their might for a higher position. Qin, calligraphy, paintings, poems, songs, all of them had their tricks up their sleeves.

"Wan Er, have you heard? That Ling Shuang actually did not follow the Fang Family's carriage over. "

Ling Wan slightly raised her eyes and sighed: "I also didn't think that Elder Sis would give up such a good opportunity to relax, it would be good if I could come out and take a look."

"Why are you worrying about her?" Fang Heng said unhappily, "Does a woman as vicious and merciless as her treat you as her own sister?"

Ling Wan's gaze dimmed, her beautiful eyes filled with grievance.

"Maybe there's something that delayed second brother?" Fang Fei was petite and exquisite, but her appearance was not very outstanding, and she revealed a true indifference.

Fang Yue sneered: "One is a hedonist and the other is a hooligan. If we participate in this kind of poetry gathering, wouldn't it embarrass our Fang Family?"

However, Ling Wan did not think that, for such a unique woman like Ling Shuang, face or anything else would not be part of her consideration. However, why did she still rush to go to the poetry meet a few days ago, but she didn't want to go in the end. Even the chance to humiliate Ling Shuang during the poetry meet that she had planned for was gone.

As they were talking, they felt the carriage come to a sudden halt.

"What's wrong?" Fang Heng's face showed unhappiness, and he immediately supported Ling Wan.

"Eldest Young Master, we don't know what happened up ahead. All of the Young Masters' carriages were stopped, and there are a lot of people watching."

"Could it be that some small fry is causing trouble?" Fang Heng immediately denied his ridiculous idea. This was under the watch of the capital, who would dare to cause trouble here?

"Qingfeng, quickly check it out!" Fang Heng said to his follower.

Soon after, Qing Feng hurriedly reported, "Oh no, First Young Master, in front of us is … "It's …"