Jiu'er cried for a long time.

It wasn't until Di Renjie couldn't wait to come over and persuaded him, saying that he had to cook for the guests in the private room... at least a few cold dishes.

Jiu'er just broke free from Yin Xuan's embrace, and she couldn't help but glared at Di Renjie viciously.

You can't let yourself enjoy such a tender moment.

What happened after a while.

Di Renjie bit the bullet, smiled slightly, and resolutely rejected the blame: "Ms. Dao, it's not because I have no eyesight, but it was passed down from above, saying that Zhou Shangshu should go up."

Zhou Xiaosan was confused and stared at Di Renjie blankly.

good guy...

At such a young age, the ability to throw blame is so good?
Did you keep the problem on yourself without making a sound?

Sure enough, Jiu'er glared at Zhou Xiaosan viciously—even though this person, in name, wanted to be called uncle, or even "stepfather", it would not be an exaggeration, but mother might not want to.

Zhou Xiaosan took a deep breath, took out the skills he had learned in the court, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Madam, the days are still long."

The word ma'am.

It is generally called Mrs. Gaoming, regardless of whether you are married or not, but generally if you are not married, you will not have this title.

Or... the wife who is respected as the Duke of the country.

Obviously, in Zhou Xiaosan's current context, the "madame" he mentioned is the second possibility.

Jiu'er blushed, and her eyes were no longer fierce.

Di Renjie and Zhou Xiaosan looked at each other, and there was a little sympathy in their eyes.

It seems that each other is an expert at throwing the pot away.

Yin Xuan went to the kitchen to cook, but Jiu'er was still blushing and dazed.

Wait until evening.

Jiu'er went to ask Li Lizhi for instructions. She originally thought it would be good to talk to her Zhengyang brother and Wang Shi.



The people I can't afford to offend, the people I want to be the most, are submissive in front of Li Lizhi—Jiu'er has always felt that Li Lizhi is easy to bully.

Soft, like a rabbit.

Occasionally reading some weird stories in magazines, some weird places, she would hug her head in horror.

Wu Jue was different, baring his teeth and claws like a tiger.

Brother Zhengyang is like the "dragon" in the storyteller's mouth. It can be big or small, ascend or hide; within the waves.

As for myself...

Jiu'er feels like a wolf, but of course she is a good dog in front of her brother Zhengyang.

Li Lizhi was clearly at the bottom of the food chain.

Jiu'er felt that she had to adjust the image of Li Lizhi in her heart.

She told Li Lizhi about herself.

Li Lizhi was overjoyed, which satisfied her "big wife" imagination, and felt that she had become like her mother——Empress Changsun ruled the harem, but she was full of majesty.

After having fun, she wondered for a moment: "Your sister just got rid of her humble status now?"

She also knew about Jiu'er.

But...she doesn't have any prejudices, and she won't be like some crazy people who just touch the edge of a certain class and treat people of another class as human beings.

On the contrary, it hurts a lot.

In her eyes, Jiu'er has always been a "delicate" younger sister like Yin Lulu, and as for... frying fish and hacking people, she can't see it.

Jiu'er was taken aback for a moment, why... her sister was so stupid that she focused her attention here, she nodded and said yes.

"Husband hasn't helped my sister get out of citizenship all this time?" Li Lizhi frowned slightly, slandering in her heart, her brother Zhengyang looks so smart, how could he be so negligent in this matter.

Jiu'er shook her head, and said softly, "It has nothing to do with brother Zhengyang, it's Zhou Shangshu's idea, he wants to get rid of mother's low status with his own hands."

I don't understand my mother's low status, how can she live alone.

Li Lizhi tilted her head back and exclaimed, "Zhou Xiaosan?"

Jiu'er nodded heavily.

"Talk to your elder sister Wu later." Li Lizhi pondered for a while, and decided to move out of Wu Jue decisively - she was in charge of the harem, so it was natural that she should be able to do this external business.

Deploying troops and generals is also a skill!

Jiu'er should come down.

Li Lizhi went on to say: "Tomorrow I will go to the Taishi Bureau to ask the doctor to come over and count my sister a good day."

Jiu'er shook her head, her face was a little red: "Sister, there is no need for auspicious days."

Li Lizhi was taken aback for a moment.

"When I was brought out by Brother Zhengyang, it wasn't an auspicious day." Jiu'er continued, "I've thought about this day for a long time and many times."

"I don't want those days, I just want to be by Brother Zhengyang's side."

Li Lizhi had a sore nose and slightly red eyes, and hugged Jiu'er.

Before Jiu'er could cry, she began to cry first.

Jiu'er had no choice but to hug Li Lizhi, patted her on the back lightly, and comforted her.

What are these things.

Sure enough... my sister is still like a rabbit.

There was no resistance to Jiu'er and Yin Xuan's wedding. In fact, among these girls, the one who satisfied Wang the most was Jiu'er - born in a poor family.

Even Wu Jue, who had a bad life when he was a child, was also from a wealthy family, not to mention the eldest grandson, Li Lizhi and others.

Those from high-ranking families always made her feel a little flustered—even in Wang's eyes, these were just daughters of officials of the sixth and seventh ranks.

Temperament is also good.

In Wang's eyes, Li Li is too soft, Wu Huan is too strong, her eldest grandson is too stupid, Li Shu is too smart... Jiu'er is just right, the only shortcoming is her household registration.

Now that this problem has been solved, Mrs. Wang clapped her hands and applauded.

The wedding was held on a small scale, and not as many people were invited as before—mainly because Mrs. Yang was invited. There are many people in the Great Tang Dynasty Hall that she wants to tear up.

Li Yuan, for example, was very knowledgeable and didn't come over for dinner.

Although Li Shimin came, but... he was far away from Yang.

They feel guilty.

Yang was not as excited as Zhou Xiaosan was worried, but when she saw Li Shimin, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth, but soon calmed down.

Li Shimin also gradually felt relieved.

After he drank a little wine, he, who had not touched alcohol for a long time, immediately became drunk.

He beckoned Yin Xuan to come over and waved his hands: "The wedding is auspicious."

"It's enough to say good things today." Yin Xuan rolled his eyes and sat down beside Li Shimin, "I've drunk enough, I can't drink any more."

Li Shimin shook his head, pleading in his voice: "Let me drink more today."

Surprisingly.

Li Shimin didn't say anything, but spoke in a good voice.

There is also some sadness in the expression.

Yin Xuan was silent for a while, then snatched the glass with half of the wine in Li Shimin's hand, called a maid to come over, and brought Li Shimin some low-alcohol drinks.

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