Sima Hong put down the wooden box in his hand, covered the back of his head with his hands, and looked angry. Why couldn't he have a good image in front of Mingyu
Dong Yuan couldn't help laughing, holding his belly. Ming Yu immediately turned around and glared at him, but she couldn't help herself either. She tried her best to suppress the corners of her mouth that were raised, ran towards Sima Hong, and asked with concern: "Hey, how are you? Is the knock bad? Let me see."
Why are you pretending? Sima Hong was extremely angry. Don't think he didn't see the little girl laughing secretly with her face turned away!
After dodging Ming Yuzhong's hand, Sima Hong opened the door of Xu's house angrily and said, "I'm leaving!" This time he really left.
Mingyu looked at Sima Hong's back as he walked away angrily, her smile faded and she sighed unconsciously. She knew that her brother didn't like Sima Hong, but she didn't expect that he disliked him to this extent.
"You two, come here!" Mingyu turned her head and said to Xu Mingye's two accomplices.
Li Xiang came over timidly, "Miss, don't be angry, I... I don't know anything and I didn't do anything."
Dong Yuan smiled playfully, "Miss, why are you so angry? Isn't it good that we can help you vent your anger? Who told him to play both sides?"
Mingyu almost fainted, but she calmed down and said, "He... doesn't play both sides."
Dong Yuan looked at Ming Yu's appearance of defending Sima Hong, sighed, dragged Li Xiang to the kitchen to cook, and sighed in a condescending manner: "Alas, this girl can't be kept at home when she grows up!"
Mingyu returned to her room with a red face. She felt very sorry when she thought about Sima Hong's angry departure today. After thinking for a long time, she didn't know what to do. It seemed that Sima Hong had always been coaxing her and circling around her. In the afternoon, Mingyu wrote a letter and asked Dongyuan to run errands to the Anxi Marquis's Mansion and ask him to give it to a housekeeper named Bixi, and ask Bixi to pass it on to Sima Hong.
Sima Hong has had a sullen face since he returned home. Thinking of how he lost face and ruined his image in front of Mingyu, he had the urge to jump into the lake and commit suicide.
Ba Tianbao is very angry and the consequences will be serious!
Baihao didn't dare to provoke him, so he served him carefully and stayed away from him when there was nothing to do. It was not until the afternoon when Bixi sent a letter that Baihao felt that his savior had come.
After reading the letter, Sima Hong was surprised at first, but after the surprise, he sat back in the chair with a worried look on his face.
Baihao bravely approached and saw the contents of the letter that Sima Hong was holding tightly in his hand. The handwriting was beautiful and neat, with a well-proportioned structure, which was much better than the ones he had seen in previous years. After taking a closer look at the contents of the letter, Baihao teased, "Master, this is good news! Why are you so worried?"
Sima Hong was in urgent need of a military advisor at this meeting. He did not care about his face and shamelessly told Bai Hao what had happened at Xu's house in the morning. While speaking, he glared at Bai Hao, as if threatening him that if he dared to laugh, he would throw him out.
Bai Hao's face was twisted as he tried to hold back his laughter. He nodded desperately as he listened. When Sima Hong finished speaking, Bai Hao said, "This isn't a difficult matter! You just want Second Madam to admit that she has you in her heart! Leave this to me!"
Mingyu saw that Sima Hong was wronged and must be angry. She felt very sorry for him, so she asked him to talk in a private room of a teahouse near Xu's cloth shop the next day.
When Mingyu pushed the door and entered the private room, Sima Hong was already waiting there. Today, Sima Hong was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, a dark-colored belt embroidered with Xiangfei bamboo, a white jade bat pendant on the belt, and a pair of black cloth boots on his feet. His black hair was neat and spotless, tied high on his head, and combed in a popular hairstyle among the nobles in Beijing, tied up with a white jade hairpin.
The moment she saw Sima Hong, even though she was very familiar with him, Mingyu's heart couldn't help but beat faster. In fact, with the way he was dressed, his muscular body and wheat-colored skin, Mingyu had to admit that he was quite attractive!
When Sima Hong saw Mingyu, his face lit up with joy, but then he calmed down and picked up the folding fan on the table. He opened it with a swish, fanned it a few times, raised his chin and asked, "Are you Xu Mingyu?"
Seeing that he looked as if he didn't recognize her, Mingyu was stunned. What was going on
Bai Hao, the lackey behind Sima Hong, immediately explained attentively: "Second Madam, you don't know, yesterday when Master came back, he said he had a headache, and then he fainted. When he woke up..." Bai Hao's face was full of sorrow, "He didn't remember anyone!"
Mingyu looked at Sima Hong in surprise. No way, this guy is as strong as a wolf, he wouldn't lose his memory just by touching the door! Sima Hong was so uncomfortable that he turned his head away, covered his red face with a fan, coughed, and said to Baihao: "Why is this woman always staring at me?"
Mingyu then noticed Sima Hong's folding fan, on which were written four large characters: A Romantic Life!
Good, Mingyu sneered, very promising!
"You don't know me, right?" Mingyu pouted. "It's best if you don't know me. I'm leaving now."
"Hey!" Sima Hong was so anxious that he didn't even bother to cover his face with a fan. He stood up and said, "You are so strange, girl. It was you who asked me out. Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Before Mingyu could figure out how to deal with this shameless guy, she saw Sima Hong waving his fan intermittently, his big eyes staring at her inquiringly. However, as soon as he met her gaze, he quickly turned away and said pretentiously, "Hurry up and tell me. My schedule today is very tight. I have to visit another rich girl later. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly and don't waste time."
Mingyu was so angry that she laughed and turned away.
Sima Hong hurriedly jumped up to stop her, and said with a stiff face: "Didn't you ask me out for something? Why don't you tell me?" He cursed Baihao in his heart. He had said that this idea would not work. Is Mingyu an ordinary girl? Can she be dealt with by ordinary methods
Mingyu looked him up and down and said expressionlessly, "It's all right now. Please let me go. I have other plans later and won't waste your time."
"Do you have any other plans? What are your plans?" Sima Hong asked vigilantly.
"My family has arranged a marriage for me. He's the cousin of one of my father's subordinates. He's a scholar and his wife died a few years ago. I heard that he has a good temper, a wealthy family, and no children. I want to go and see him from afar." Mingyu smiled.
Sima Hong's eyes widened and he shouted, "You are not allowed to go! You are my wife, and you dare to propose marriage to someone else? You are so rebellious! I am your husband, how dare you!" After thinking for a while, he added, "You are not allowed to go in the future, never!"
Mingyu snorted, "Didn't the Marquis lose his memory?"
Sima Hong did not feel ashamed, and said with a thick face and confidence: "I just remembered it now!"
"Then continue to think about it. I won't disturb you from seeing someone else later." Mingyu stared at Sima Hong's fan and smiled sinisterly. Still a playboy? And he wants to see other rich girls? He's really promising!
Baihao held his forehead with his hand. Facing this strange couple in the world, he just wanted to go out and vomit.
"I won't look at anyone else, I will only look at you." Sima Hong stared at Mingyu and said.
Mingyu blushed under Sima Hong's undisguised hot gaze and muttered, "Who promised to let you see me?"
Sima Hong loved to see Mingyu's shy and timid face with rosy cheeks. He took another step towards Mingyu, then remembered that Baihao was in the way. He waved his hand at Baihao and said, "I don't have anything to do here. You can go home first."
Baihao was sad. What does it mean to abandon the donkey after it has done its work? What does it mean to burn the bridge after crossing it? It was not easy for him to be a military advisor all the way. Now that the Marquis had made the Second Mistress happy, he thought he was in the way and kicked him away. It was like the cunning rabbit dies and the running dog is cooked. Baihao truly felt the sadness of this.
"It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and I heard the market is very busy these days." Sima Hong said softly, "Please accompany me for a walk. I haven't been around the capital for a long time."
Mingyu nodded with a red face, and she and Sima Hong left the teahouse one after another.
It was still early, and the sun was hanging warmly in the sky. The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and there were many more stalls selling snacks and trinkets on the street than before. There were also many pedestrians, and the place was bustling with people.
The shops with the best business at this time should be the dim sum shops. Mingyu saw long queues of people in front of many dim sum shops. She also saw a clerk struggling to carry a heavy cloth bag to the door and shouting to the waiting crowd: "Who is Li De's? Fifty kilograms of mooncakes are ready!"
Mingyu was very surprised. How many people in this family actually wanted 50 kilograms of mooncakes at one time. Sima Hong saw Mingyu's surprise and said with a smile: "It should be the farmers in the suburbs of Beijing who want it. The autumn harvest is coming soon. Time is tight. Men, women, old and young will have to rush to harvest the autumn crops and have no time to cook. Mooncakes are rich in oil and are tightly pressed. Eating them as meals will not spoil easily and will fill you up."
This nobleman who grew up in a honeypot actually knew this? Mingyu smiled and asked, "How did you know this?"
Sima Hong naturally took Mingyu's hand, walked slowly forward, and said with a smile: "This time last year, each of us was given five pounds of mooncakes to take with us to kill the Tartars. We fought for eight or nine days before returning to the camp, relying on mooncakes as rations."
Mingyu blushed and looked around. Although the people in Beijing were not so conservative, she was still afraid of being seen.
Sima Hong looked at her and said, "There are too many people on the street. I will hold your hand and we won't get separated."
The two of them walked forward in silence. Mingyu felt that the palms of her hands were wet with sweat from being squeezed by Sima Hong. When they loosened a little, he tightened them again.
"There aren't many people here at this meeting." Mingyu said in a low voice.
Sima Hong said nothing. After a while, he said, "There will be more people here soon."