PFC Chapter 227: Finale: July 7th
Chapter 227: Finale: July 7th
Beitang Yi could sense her nervousness without asking, and stroked her cheek again:
"Do you think I'm like that scumbag who would let you suffer for the sake of grandma without asking any questions?"
Mu Lianzhi pursed her lips and said nothing, but her meaning was self-evident.
Filial piety has been a virtue since ancient times, and she also thinks it is what she should do. In this era, filial piety is more important than anything else, but she is unable to accept foolish filial piety. Before, she did think so and made the worst plan.
Mu Lianzhi's long eyelashes trembled, and before she could say anything, a heavy kiss was already placed on her lips:
"There are many ways to be filial. It is my responsibility to be filial to my grandmother. You are just the granddaughter-in-law. You have done your part by giving her face, being patient and giving in, and paying. I am not unreasonable or stubborn, and there is no reason for me to ask you to do it yourself."
"Zhizhi, I married you because I like you, I am happy to be with you, I want to take care of you, and I want us to walk hand in hand and happily walk through the second half of our lives together."
"We are rich, and I am climbing up the social ladder to live a good life. I am not marrying you to be a slave in my mansion."
"You did the right thing. You fulfilled your filial duty. If your grandmother chooses how to fulfill her filial duty, then that's her problem."
"I never thought that I would meet another woman who made my heart beat faster in this way..."
The hand that was stroking her cheek paused, and Beitang Yi's gaze seemed to freeze for a moment unconsciously.
In fact, after Yu Hua, he never thought of being attracted to any woman again, let alone her. No matter how miserable he was, he was still very conceited in his heart.
So when he was suddenly attracted by her beauty, he didn't try to control it and just accepted it. Now thinking about it, he didn't know why he was suddenly so bewitched by her that he felt like he had lost his soul.
"Why do you feel wronged for choosing me, Lord Beitang?"
Mu Lianzhi raised her charming fox eyes, but she didn't look unhappy. She even snorted proudly:
"Anyway, Master Beitang is not picky. Who knows when Second Miss Yu will ..."
Even if she became a widow or an abandoned woman, he still had choices, and he had a cousin and an aunt waiting for him.
Before Mu Lianzhi could finish her meaningful words, a heavy kiss blocked all her words:
"You get a bargain but still act nice!"
After biting her lips lightly, Beitang Yi's hands tightened unconsciously, and his heart seemed to be tickled by countless hairs:
"You are smart, slippery, and beautiful as if you are a mortal. Which man in the world can escape the clutches of a little vixen like you? I admit defeat and am willing to do it."
Beitang Yi whispered something about their bedtime secrets that only the two of them knew, which made Mu Lianzhi blush and her heart beat fast. She scratched him randomly:
"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't have any."
The wedding date brought about various unexpected events, and the two of them had hardly been together during these days. After a lot of heart-to-heart talks and jokes, by the time they came to their senses, their breathing had become heavy.
In the end, regardless of whether it was day or night, Beitang Yi simply closed the door and picked her up.
Mrs. Mu heard the news as soon as she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, and then happily left with her little son in her arms.
……
In the blink of an eye, it was July 7th. Early in the morning, Mu Lianzhi got up and dressed up.
I still remember that at this time last year, she was still fighting alone, competing with Beitang Yi for support, and having a quarrel with him. But this year, she has become his wife. It really seems like a dream.
Mu Lianzhi was still distracted while looking at herself in the mirror, but the eyebrow pencil in her hand had been taken away by someone else. Beitang Yi clumsily added a stroke for her, and then he breathed a sigh of relief:
"There is a beautiful story in ancient times about Zhang Chang painting eyebrows and holding the case up to his eyebrows. I thought it was not a difficult task, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. It seems that I, who know how to paint, will have to practice more when I have free time in the future."
With a faint smile, Mu Lianzhi held his stiff palm and rubbed it:
"That's good to know. Today is bound to be dangerous. Be careful and don't be careless. Promise me that you will put your own safety first, okay?"
"it is good."
Holding her little face in his hands and rubbing it affectionately, Beitang Yi felt warm inside:
"With such a beautiful wife, I can't bear to leave her..."
Before he could utter the word "die", Beitang Yi's lips were blocked by someone. Facing her angry eyes, he also felt that it was unlucky, and immediately changed his words:
"I can't bear to have anything happen to me."
Afterwards, he gave her a few more instructions in return, and specifically went to personally tell Leng Yun, Leng Yu and Ying Liu to stay close to her and keep a close eye on her. Only then did Beitang Yi pack up and go out first.
Knowing that this Chinese Valentine's Day would not be peaceful and that she would become the focus of attention, Mu Lianzhi did not dare to dress too ostentatiously, but still chose a festive orange-red long skirt and a light-colored coat, and tied her hair into a complicated bun, but only wore a jade comb, two pink shell flower hairpins and two mini tassel hairpins as decoration, looking low-key, elegant and dignified.
The banquets in the palace were no different from ordinary banquets, except for eating, drinking, having fun and networking.
However, this banquet was held in the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, and the location was relatively centralized. The palace chosen was near the imperial garden, with the pavilion and lake view as the boundary. The main activities of the female family members were concentrated on the west side, while the officials and male guests were mainly in the attic courtyard and a small court on the east side. Men and women also came and went in the pavilions and corridors from time to time, creating a colorful and prosperous scene of peaceful times.
There were many familiar faces wherever Mu Lianzhi passed. They should have seen her at the previous banquet. But she didn't know whether it was because her status was too low or Beitang Yi was too popular, but basically no one took the initiative to talk to her. Just nodding and saying hello to each other was considered good enough.
She had no objection to this. As a modern person, she was very accustomed to being alone and entertaining herself. She was well aware of the complicated relationships in official circles, and she had no intention of actively making close friends with these people who looked familiar but whom she didn't understand.
On the contrary, the servants and eunuchs who served her were obviously much more respectful to her. Beitang Yi even had someone send her some hot desserts and snacks, all of which were her favorites. She was so happy both physically and mentally that she looked radiant and dazzling like a little sun.
Strolling all the way to the swing in the corner, Mu Lianzhi and a few maids were having a lot of fun.
"Higher~"
The light body danced in the wind, drawing a gorgeous cloud. Suddenly, with a sudden shake, Mu Lianzhi's whole body flew forward uncontrollably:
"Ah, Leng Yun——"
"Miss!"
Leng Yunyingliu was almost all behind the swing at this time, and Leng Yu followed her order to ask the palace maid for a shuttlecock. Just when the two were about to use their lightness skills and Mu Lianzhi was desperately trying to grab something, a shawl came out of nowhere and rolled directly around her, and then she fell steadily into a familiar embrace.