Sang Zhijin had no doubts.

After all, only Wu Xuchen would help her. Even though the method was cruel, Sang Zhijin had no sense of guilt.

Either the Marquis of Changping dies, or her life is worse than death.

She put her hands on the window. The woman's face was not gentle, let alone dignified. The tail of her eyes was slightly raised, showing an unintentional charm.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu."

This marriage is definitely not going to happen, and the betrothal gifts can only come and go.

The Sang family must be in chaos if they find out about this, but Sang Zhijin no longer cares about this.

Wu Xuchen's Adam's apple rolled.

Her eyebrows, inch by inch, for some reason, were so profound at this moment.

Wu Xuchen looked away unnaturally.

"At this time, your reputation is not good. We will discuss marriage in the future..."

Sang Zhijin nodded: "I know."

How much is reputation worth? In the final analysis, it is nothing more than an external possession.

Having learned from the past, what good marriage could she have? She just wished that her reputation could not get any worse.

"Master Wu, your shoulders are soaked." Sang Zhijin frowned when he saw the wetness on his shoulders, thinking that it was from the eaves.

The hand that handed the veil stretched out into the air, but quickly retracted it.

She didn't hide anything, she revealed her true feelings directly.

"Sir, why don't you go inside and take shelter from the rain?"

Wu Xuchen:......

Let’s just say you are scheming, but your methods are not clever.

He said you didn't care about it, so you lured him back to the inner room.

Wu Xuchen knew Sang Zhijin's intentions very well.

She was using the most clumsy means to lure him into taking the bait.

It was because of this, the openness and openness that Wu Xuchen didn't resent it.

Unable to respond, Sang Zhijin was not discouraged: "When the cool breeze blows, it will be troublesome if you catch a cold."

Wu Xuchen was not angry: "My body and bones are fine!"

"I naturally know that your Excellency is full of energy and radiant with heroic appearance."

Sang Zhijin took a few steps back and gave up his position: "I think it's easy for you to climb through the window."

Outrageous and ridiculous.

He broke into a woman's boudoir because he was ill.

Does his current identity match the word "window opening"?

"Why don't you let me go through the main entrance!"

Sang Zhijin looked at him and reminded: "This is a private meeting between you and me."

Wu Xuchen laughed in anger.

"How can it be considered a private meeting?"

Sang Zhijin looked at him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was unfamiliar with this kind of thing, but for some reason, it was as if it was soaked into his bones, and his charm was natural. She was very familiar with what he did. Her red lips parted lightly.

"That can't be said to be a personal relationship."

"..."

"If not, why didn't you enter through the gate? I don't care, but the people standing outside the house are all my father's people."

Wu Xuchen laughed angrily.

He could tell from Sang Zhijin's tone how bad he was for not climbing the wall!

It's like she, a woman, doesn't care about this, but he, a grown man, can still suffer?

With his mind drained away, the man used a little force with his hands, jumped up to the window, and entered quickly.

Just at this moment, there were regular knocks on the door outside the house, followed by the respectful voice of the wet nurse.

"Girl, you had a cough yesterday, so I prepared some ginger soup."

Wu Xuchen let out a deep breath and was about to jump out. However, Sang Zhijin quickly grabbed his sleeves.

"My wedding dress is half embroidered, sir, would you like to take a look?"

"What's there to see?"

Sang Zhijin bit his lip: "After all, I wear it for adults to see."

That's enough!

"girl?"

Outside the house, the wet nurse knocked on the door again.

Sang Zhijin ignored it and just tightened the fabric in his hand bit by bit.

"I embroidered the most fashionable and festive colors on it."

Her voice was a little soft: "Husbands and wives should have discussions, after all, it is a matter between two people."

"I should prepare whatever size boots you wear. The auspicious clouds embroidered with gold thread on them are the most suitable."

Wu Xuchen... is in trouble.

"release."

She lowered her eyes: "Don't let go."

"So, are you planning to blackmail me?"

She responded softly with a nasal voice.

"Whether you marry or not is your business."

Wu Xuchen's face looked better. However, the next moment, Sang Zhijin approached him without any warning and put his hand on his heart affectionately.

As she got closer, the faint scent of incense also came over.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at him with fox eyes: "But tell me here, sir. You will agree."

'Bang bang'

The frequency of the heartbeat is surprisingly consistent with the movement outside.

The nanny couldn't respond, and finally lost her patience. She just heard a creak and pushed the door in with a small green lacquer tray.

One side faces in and the other side talks.

"My good girl, even if you don't deserve me, you should drink this ginger soup so that you don't suffer the same sin as last night again."

Wu Xuchen escaped through the window.

His movements were awkward, the ground was slippery, and he almost stumbled.

It wasn't until the man's figure disappeared that Sang Zhijin looked back.

"What are you looking at, girl?"

There was no flaw in Sang Zhijin's face: "I was just thinking about Changping Houfu."

The wet nurse had no doubts: "This marriage is naturally over. Is it possible that the old man will send his direct granddaughter to the pit of fire?"

Sang Zhijin said nothing.

"The Marquis of Changping left in a hurry, because he was unlucky. But after all, the two houses are almost planning to get married. The Sang family has to send someone to express condolences no matter what. I guess it will be the young master coming."

The scientific examination is divided into three sessions, the provincial examination, the joint examination, and the palace examination. Sang Yu achieved good results in the provincial examination, although he has to prepare for the joint examination in four months at home these days.

The examination is also called "Chun Wei".

It was held at the Gongyuan in Lin'an, and Sang Yu had to come over sooner or later. This time, if he handled his appearance properly, he might be able to make a small appearance in Lin'an.

Beneficial and harmless.

The imperial examination was held one month after the Spring Festival, which was why the Sang family was eager to marry Sang Zhijin off.

Sang Zhijin did not take the ginger soup from the nanny's hand: "It tastes strong, so keep it separate for now."

——

Wu Xuchen felt uncomfortable all over.

It has been raining intermittently since last night.

After returning to the Grand Master's Mansion, the housekeeper hurriedly greeted him.
To be continued...