8 Emotion (1/2)

Indeed, when Shangguan Yong heard Grand Preceptor An's words, he immediately said, ”Miss is a scholar.” Shangguan Yong remembered the first two words, but he couldn't recall the last two words.

”A written reply,” Grand Preceptor An's eyebrows furrowed into a knot.

”Yes,” Shangguan Yong was even more embarrassed, he said: ”This general has never read a book before.”

I still accept your three hundred and fifty silver taels. Ah Jin only thinks of you, but never thought of you for the sake of her own reputation, ”Grand Preceptor An restrained his anger and said to Shangguan Yong,” You have to treat her well in the future.

”Yes.” No matter how much Shangguan Yong wanted to say, he couldn't say it out loud.

Grand Preceptor An gave a long sigh and walked past Shangguan Yong. In front of the two armies, the Grand Preceptor looked at Shangguan Yong and lamented the fact that he had the courage of a general. He sighed at Shangguan Yong and lamented that he had the courage of a general in the army of ten thousand horses. Now that the smoke had cleared and the general had returned to the field, the Shangguan Yong that Grand Preceptor An had seen was just a boorish Wu Han, with no suitable match at all for his daughter.

Shangguan Yong didn't know what Grand Preceptor An's words meant, but he could only stare blankly as he walked past him and mounted a black, lacquered sedan chair. Only after the people from the Residence of Peace left did Shangguan Yong walk in front of his horse. He thought about the thoughts he had for the past few days and finally made a decision. He didn't expect that in the end, he was completely wrong. Shangguan Yong mounted his horse, his mind full of thoughts. A man who was a general, he did not even have a follower, only walking home alone.

Passing by a stall selling female handkerchiefs, Shangguan Yong got off his horse and bought two plain handkerchiefs for his little sister. Yesterday, when he saw his little sister's handkerchief being torn apart, but it was still washed clean and left hanging in the courtyard, Shangguan Yong's heart was in a mess. In the end, it was still his big brother who didn't have the ability, nor did he have the ability to let his brothers and sisters live the life of a genuine son of the Shangguan family.

”I heard that the second young miss of the Residence of An is getting married.”

”I just don't know which family I've decided on.”

”You don't even know that, it's the general Shangguan Yong!”

As the two women spoke, they walked past Shangguan Yong's horse. Although a woman in the residence should be hidden in a deep room, Xunyang An was a member of the current dynasty's great clan. The three young mistresses of the An clan were like the young masters of the An clan; from the moment they were born, they had already been known to the entire world as the An clan's noble daughters. An Jin was as beautiful as a flower. There was no one in the Shun Dynasty who did not know of this. The marriage of such a beauty had long become the talk of the capital.

Shangguan Yong looked at the two women who were walking briskly away. Listening to these two women talk about Second Miss An made his heart feel sweet. Shangguan Yong didn't know exactly how beautiful An Jin was, but at this moment, Shangguan Yong felt that Second Miss An must be a very good woman. He and this woman, Shangguan Yong thought of how he and An Jin were going to become husband and wife, and his dark face couldn't help but redden.

Within the pavilion in the Residence of Tranquil East Tribe, An Jin was sitting in front of an embroidery rack, concentrating on embroidering auspicious clouds shaped like tigers. An Jin didn't need to be like the other young masters in the mansion: luxurious and refined, An Yuanzhi practiced martial arts wholeheartedly. An Jin had to make An Yuanzhi's clothes wider so that he would be able to move his hands and feet while practicing martial arts. Then she could make the patterns on his clothes look more heroic, which was exactly what An Yuanzhi wanted.

Zi Yuan sat at the side, concentrating on making the buckles. From time to time, she would raise his head to look at An Jin. She looked like he wanted to say something, but was unable to.

An Jinxiu knew what this girl was going to say to her. There must be a lot of people in the Heavenly Abode who would bite the tongue of this girl. There probably weren't many people who would say anything good about her. If you're tired, then take a rest, ”An Jinxiu said to Zi Yuan.” What are you always looking at me for? Can I not let you rest? ”

Zi Yuan pursed his lips, shook his head, and went back to work.