Chapter 286

If she wanted to rebel, she would have done so long ago.

With a dark face, Shi Sheng pulled Lingyue away from the crowd, and by the way shook off the oil bottle behind him.

When Shi Sheng looked at the people around him, he always felt a little strange.

Why is it so lively today?

Shi Sheng protects Lingyue to prevent him from being rubbed by the people next to him, Lingyue is used to Shisheng protecting him like this, and he feels at ease enjoying it.

The two stopped and walked all the way, and finally chose a place to eat.

After eating, it was dark outside.

Only then did Shi Sheng realize what she felt was wrong before.

Today is Qiqiao Festival!

No wonder she felt something was wrong before. Many of the things sold on the street were related to the Qiqiao Festival.

"Xiao Daoist..." Shi Sheng called Lingyue meaningfully, what kind of meaning did this guy pull her out today!

Lingyue glared at her.

Yo, I'm going to stare at her, my temper is rising!

The Qiqiao Festival is very lively. Young men and women meet to go shopping in the street and put off lanterns. The artistic conception is very good.

Lingyue pulled Shi Sheng along the flow of people, and soon arrived at a place.

"What are we doing here?" Shi Sheng looked at the big tree covered with small signs in front of him, and looked at Lingyue with some puzzlement.

He wouldn't still believe this thing, would he?

Facts have proved that the covenant is true.

He bought two brands from the side, and handed one to Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng: "..."

Staring at Lingyue for a few seconds, he finally took it helplessly.

It's not easy to carve characters on the signboard, but fortunately, there are craftsmen who make money nearby, and there are some who specialize in lettering. Shi Sheng dragged Lingyue over.

The people in line probably knew them, and whispered to get out of their way.

"This is Lord Prime Minister and Young Master Lingyue? What a perfect match!"

"Prime Minister, you only have Young Master Lingyue as your master, and you are too good to talk to Young Master Lingyue. Will you only have me as your master in the future?"

"this……"

"Humph!"

"Eh... wait..."

Several couples in a row were upset by the other party's hesitant answer.

Shi Sheng and Ling Yue looked at each other and smiled.

"What do you want to engrave, sir?" the craftsman asked with some trepidation.

This is the Prime Minister...

"Do you have a pen and paper?" Ling Yue asked politely.

"Yes, yes... yes." The craftsman hurriedly pointed to the one next to it covered with rice paper.

There is a saying here that people who love each other write their promises in front of the Sansheng tree, and they will come true.

When they grow old together, they will still be able to see the promises they made.

Shi Sheng had a cold face on this.

When I get old, I don't know how many times the brand on the tree has been changed, and I can still find a piece of wool.

Lingyue told Shi Sheng, "Don't look."

Shi Sheng pouted.

If you don't watch it, don't watch it, who cares.

When Lingyue went to write, Shi Sheng said to the craftsman, "Just engrave his name for me."

"Good Prime Minister..." The craftsman immediately took the sign in Shi Sheng's hand and lowered his head to engrave the words.

When Lingyue came over, Shi Sheng's words had already been engraved.

A sign is two movable wooden signs, and the name is engraved on one of them, which cannot be seen when it is closed.

After engraving the words, tie them tightly with red thread, and the two of them went to the scary big three-living tree.

"You throw it away." Shi Sheng handed the sign to Lingyue.

Lingyue took the sign, put his palms together first, and bowed to the three-life tree, then threw it up and hung it on the green branches and leaves.

There was a crisp sound while shaking.

Shi Sheng looked up at the wooden sign, and Ling Yue took the initiative to hold her hand, interlocking his fingers.

The two stood for a while, then turned and left.

The hustle and bustle gradually calmed down, the crowd dispersed, and the craftsmen sitting under the Sansheng tree were about to close their stalls.

There was a sudden darkness in front of him, and when he looked up, he was so frightened that he almost knelt down.

"Prime Minister... Lord Prime Minister."

Shi Sheng squatted down and looked at him at the same level, "Help me engrave two names."

"Eh?" The craftsman was confused, the Prime Minister came here for this, "But... there is no empty wooden sign."

Shi Sheng frowned, looked around, and saw that the vendor selling wooden signs just now had disappeared.

Shi Sheng remembered the location where the spirit covenant had been thrown before, so he took down the wooden sign and asked him to engrave it on it.

The craftsman felt strange in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask, so he carved it obediently.

Shi Sheng held the re-engraved wooden plaque, folded his palms together like a spirit covenant, bowed down, and threw it up again.

The night wind blows and the wooden sign hits, which is as sweet as wind chimes.

Indistinctly, on the entangled wooden signboard, four names loomed.

Lingyue, Liyou.

Feng Ci, Shi Sheng.

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The eleventh plane ends

Ask for a ticket T^T

348. Chapter 348 Difficult to be a wife (32)

My name is Dai Yue, but I actually have a last name.

My surname is Jun.

As a side branch of the Jun family, the prime minister still has to call me cousin.

As long as I can remember, people around me have been instilling a thought that my whole life belongs to Jun Liyou, the little master of the Jun family.

I must be faithful to her.

I must protect her with my life.

At that time, I didn't understand, and my heart was inevitably rebellious, and I ran away from home several times.

The first time I saw her was in a restaurant.

At that time, I had been away from home for several days, and all my money was squandered. I was so hungry that I couldn't help it, so I went to restaurants to steal food.

In the end, he was caught and beaten up.

Then I saw the pink and jade-carved female doll standing on the restaurant, looking down curiously.

Without exception, I see my mother beside her.

At that time, my mother was her nanny, and I probably didn't like this little master at that time.

After all, she robbed my mother and asked me to work for her all my life.

I was punched and kicked, but my mother hugged her and told her not to look at me softly, without even giving me a look.

In order to catch my breath, I bit my lip and didn't cry out.

Then I heard her say to her mother in a soft and waxy voice: "It's sister Dai Yue, nanny, please tell them to stop beating."

She actually knew me...and called me by my name.

My mother sent someone to take me up there.

I was dirty, but she didn't dislike it at all, she pulled me to give me food, and circled around me like a bee.

But I don't like her even more.

Probably my rebellious period was relatively early. When she was too annoying for me, I stretched out my hand and pushed her.

She was only five years old at the time, and I pushed her, causing her to fall to the ground, and then she looked at me with... aggrieved and innocent eyes.

At that time, I should have some guilt.

But when I think that what I'm going through now is all thanks to her, that bit of guilt disappears without a trace.

As a result, I was slapped by my mother and punished to kneel in the ancestral hall.

At that time, this incident was the most incomprehensible to me.

It's obviously my mother, why did you beat me for someone else?

It was late autumn, and I was kneeling in the ancestral hall alone, thinking about this question over and over again, but I couldn't figure it out.

I didn't expect her to sneak in, her small body was hugging a quilt that was big enough to cover her, her little face was flushed from the cold.

She told me a lot, but I can't remember them all, I just remember the temperature when I hugged her and huddled under a quilt to warm each other.

That morning, my mother led people to look for her everywhere, and finally found her at my place, and she was about to go to family law on the spot. She stopped my mother and beat her if she said she wanted to beat her.

Since that day, I have been by her side.

At that time she was very cute, soft and glutinous, she spoke lightly and crisply, with the innocence of a child.

I was a little reluctant at first, but after getting along for a long time, I have long since forgotten the childish vow I made that I would not serve her even if I was killed.

It was only when I was with her that I realized that she had to learn far more than I had to learn.

But she finished her studies obediently every time, always worked hard to finish her homework, and took time to take me out to play.

After a long time, the people in the house knew that she liked me, and they treated me more politely.

Only then did I understand how important her liking was to them.

It was a snowy day when my mother asked me to talk, and there was a lot of snow.

I still remember my mother's expression, serious and distressed.

She said, "My child, the young master carries the entire Jun family on her shoulders. It's not easy for her. It's an honor and a responsibility for you to be by her side. You have to treat her well, respect her, and protect her..."

It was snowing heavily outside the house, and my mother babbled for a long time, and finally hugged me and cried bitterly, saying she was sorry.

But if this is not the case, the Jun family will be over. Only the little master is good, and they can be good.

I don't know how I got out of my mother's room. I only know that when I walked out of the room, I saw her standing not far away, her face flushed, waiting for me.