home with a good wife

"Tonight, the second lady of Posuo Zhuo's family is coming to attend your crowning ceremony. At the crowning ceremony, you should make a marriage contract with the second lady in the face of all the uncles." Master Cheng said.

"My son doesn't follow me." Cheng Tianqing said.

"You!! Posuo Zhuo's family is very powerful in Beijing. You married Miss Zhuo Er, and you will rise to the top in the future. Why don't you follow me?!" Master Cheng glared.

"My son has never met Miss Zhuo Er, so naturally he has no admiration for her. If you want your son to marry someone he doesn't love, and enter into a marriage contract without love, that will ruin Miss Er's life." Cheng Tianqing looked at Cheng Master, the young man's immature face is full of determination, "Standing up to the top? I only know that our family has been loyal and good for generations. I would like to shed blood for the court, but I despise the court battle and clinging to the powerful."

"Niezi! Niezi!!" Master Cheng was so angry that his beard trembled, "You stay here, kneel until the crowning ceremony is over!!"

After Master Cheng finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the study room.

In the study room, sandalwood was wafting, Cheng Tianqing looked at the portrait of his ancestors hanging in the hall, and thought to himself that his father's beard was exactly the same as that of his ancestors, and he wouldn't grow up like this in the future...

Cheng Tianqing stroked his slippery chin, imagining himself with a beard.

The sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. Qingwan walked up to Cheng Tianqing and said, "Young master, it's time, and the crowning ceremony is about to begin." "I see." Cheng Tianqing raised his eyes pitifully. Looking at Qingwan, "Qingwan, please give me a hand."

Qingwan leaned over and helped Cheng Tianqing up, Cheng Tianqing gasped, and limped out of Tianxu's room.

"Hiss... It hurts to death, the old man is really ruthless."

"It hurts so much, why did the young master try to be brave just now? I didn't say anything, I thought the young master really didn't hurt."

"I...can't let the old man look down on me."

The Juping Hall where the married family entertained guests, celebrities from all over the world were present, and they all clasped their fists to congratulate. Cheng Tianqing sat on the chair and thanked all the uncles for coming. I really don't know the etiquette.

Cheng Xiaogong yelled in his heart that he was wronged. He was punished by his own father to kneel for too long and couldn't get up...

After the ceremony, everyone ate and drank, celebrity families with their daughters flashed in front of Cheng Tianqing's eyes one after another, and the pink phantom made Cheng Tianqing dizzy.

Naturally, Cheng Tianqing also saw the second young lady of the Zhuo family, dressed in a crescent white dress, with clear eyebrows, she was really a lady of every family, a peerless beauty.

Master Cheng took a look at Cheng Tianqing, coughed lightly, Cheng Tianqing rolled his eyes, and laughed: "All uncles are here, tonight, this junior is planning to make a lifelong event, please be a witness." , everyone present was nervous and looking forward to it, and they all hoped that their female relatives would be favored by Cheng's young master and become in-laws with Cheng's family.

Only Miss Zhuo Er, with a quiet smile, is sure to win.

Cheng Tianqing smiled, and he called: "Qingwan." Qingwan untied the ribbon on her bun and handed it to Cheng Tianqing, who covered her eyes with the ribbon and said: "Marriage is destined, if any lady can see If I meet someone I like, I will hold her hand and marry her, and I will never let go for the rest of my life."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience, it is too ridiculous for this young man to get married to decide a lifelong event by touching his hands.

Master Cheng looked at his youngest son who didn't play cards according to common sense, and he was furious and helpless. He couldn't announce on the spot that he had already engaged to the Zhuo family privately, right?

Qingwan put a mandarin duck silk handkerchief on Cheng Tianqing's hand, and said in a manly voice, "Start."

Several young ladies from aristocratic families looked at each other, stepped forward to caress Cheng Tianqing's hand, no matter which hand it was, Cheng Tianqing just shook his head, blindfolded, and his thin smiling lips were even more unrestrained.

Miss Zhuo Er came up and put her slender hand into Cheng Tianqing's, Cheng Tianqing shook his head, Miss Zhuo Er bit her lower lip, walked away unwillingly and aggrieved.

Cheng Tianqing felt that he was simply a genius, and his scheme was perfect. After a while, Yanhong, the maid in his room, would come up, and Cheng Tianqing would hold her hand and say that he wanted to marry her. His father would never agree, and the marriage was over. Yanhong refers to a good marriage.

Cheng Tianqing curled up the corners of his lips, and smirked.

At this moment, a hand was put into his, and even through the silk handkerchief, the warm feeling was still conveyed, Cheng Tianqing was stunned, feeling his heart skipped a few beats.

"Cough cough." Qing Wan coughed a few times, it was a code word!Cheng Tianqing said loudly: "I have decided, I want to marry the owner of this hand."

There was a dead silence at the scene, and then there was an uproar, Cheng Tianqing heard Master Cheng's furious voice: "Nonsense, nonsense!!"

Cheng Tianqing smiled triumphantly, took off the ribbon, and said in a low voice, "Yanhong, thank you."

The smile on Cheng Tianqing's face froze. The one in front of him was not Yan Hong, the maidservant, but a man, a tall, handsome, handsome... man dressed in fancy clothes! ! !

Ehhhhh? !Cheng Tianqing looked at Qingwan in horror, Qingwan said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, young master, my throat is itchy."

Your throat is itchy right now? !Aren't you hurting me... Cheng Tianqing wanted to cry, but the silk handkerchief fell to the ground, and the man held Cheng Tianqing's hand instead. The man's hand was well-articulated and his fingers were slender. His voice was deep and magnetic: "You want to marry me?" ?”

"No no no no, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, who are you?!" Cheng Tianqing wanted to cry but had no tears.

The man looked at him with cold eyes.

The voice was also extremely cold: "The mother-in-law Lu family, Lu Jing."