After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 1

[Chapter 1 – Awakening from a Dream]

“Miss Zheng, look, this is a new Yunjin from the Jin family in Hexi. It took twenty weavers a whole month to dye such a brocade. It looks like smoke and mist, wearing it on your body, I’m sure no one can match it. !”

The shopkeeper of the largest silk and satin shop in Shangjing, slumped his shoulders and bent over to a young lady, smiled so much that his old face was wrinkled into chrysanthemums.

He said this from the bottom of his heart, without any adulteration.

No one in the world knows that there is only one daughter in the direct line of the Zheng family in Xingyang, who has been raised like a jewel and grown up.

Not to mention that little lady Zheng’s father is the first assistant of the tens of thousands of people under Daliang, and her mother is from the Langya Wang family.

Just like a girl who travels on a bicycle, even the princess will avoid it, and two months later, she will marry the most honorable owner of the Liang Dynasty in the future, the crown princess who will be the royal book-

Which lady in Beijing, mentioning this little lady Zheng, is not envious and jealous, wishing to replace her with her body?

The shopkeeper should say, in this world, there are lucky people who are favored by God.

It’s just that the lucky man didn’t seem to be in high spirits today, so she flipped through the cloth presented in front of her:

“And that’s all?”

“That’s all. This time, there are only two pieces of Yunjin, one for the county owner of Rongqin, and the other one is here.”

“Rong Qin?”

Zheng Wan frowned and let her go first, “Forget it, shopkeeper, wrap it up.”

Although the blue sky was too dark and stained with a little dust, it was better than the ones she had on hand. The day after tomorrow would be the Shanglin Banquet, and it would not be beautiful to let Rong Qin come out on top.

The shopkeeper was stunned inwardly, this piece of cloud brocade, worth a tael of gold, went to Mrs. Zheng’s place, but it was a make-believe. Thinking of Zheng Shou’s strength in favoring his daughter, he felt that it was a matter of course. Even the Pearl of the South China Sea could be used as the stubborn master of marbles, so why would he care about a mere brocade.

The maid took the money bag to check out, and Zheng Wan sat at the table and sipped tea.

Before going out, it was still sunny and sunny, but at this time, the rain and the wind were gradually pouring down, like layers of snow splashing ink, and soon the pavement on the street was covered with a layer of silver frost.

Zheng Wan also found a shivering little bird by the window. She was about to open the window and put it in to bake it, but she saw the carriage of General Zhenguo’s mansion stopped downstairs.

Mrs. Jiang San, who had only met at the women’s school yesterday, got off the carriage and disappeared around the corner in a short while.

This is coming up.

Jinxiu Village received male guests on the first floor and female guests on the second floor. There was a special staircase for female guests to come to the door. Judging by Jiang Sanniang’s posture, I was afraid that she was specially looking for her.

Zheng Wan took a sip of the cup slowly, and when she heard a soft sound from the stairs, Jiang Sanniang came up.

“Wan Niang, I’m looking for you.”

Zheng Wan didn’t know when she had friendship with Mrs. Jiang Sanzi, Xungui and the family have always been two factions in the court:

“Why is the third lady looking for me?”

“Today’s court meeting, the Holy Master appointed a new national teacher. Lord Shoufu seemed to be at odds with the national teacher. He raised objections in the hall and made the Holy Lord punish him on his knees at the Anju Gate.”

The Anjumen was kneeled by a sinner who had made a big mistake. If he hadn’t abandoned the Holy Master, he would never have been able to kneel by the chief assistant of a country.

Madam Jiang San thought of what she had just seen and heard, and she couldn’t hide the gloating at the corner of her mouth, she couldn’t tell… She couldn’t keep her position as a princess in the future.

“National Division?”

To her surprise, Zheng Wan’s expression was the same except that her face was slightly paler, and a pair of glazed eyes stared at her, “What national teacher?”

Daliang Dynasty has never heard of this official since the founding of the country.

Madam Jiang San was overwhelmed by her momentum for a while, so she obediently poured out her words: “…It is said that this Cui Guoshi has great fortune, unlike those famous sticks in Taoist temples… The Holy Master trusts him very much. .”

Zheng Wan was not as calm as Jiang Sanniang thought.

The word “national teacher” fell into her ears, like a heavy rolling stone, which made her heart ache for a while, Zheng Wan knew that her old problem of angina had attacked again.

She had this problem since she was a child, and the imperial doctor asked many times, but she couldn’t find the cause. She only said that “Miss Zheng is in good health and does not have any deficiencies”. Coincidentally, her heart disease often attacks, It’s all about the body.

According to her mother, this incident can be traced back to when she was three years old. Her father had planned to have an outside job. Because of her sudden heart attack, she was worried that she would stay for an extra month. Xue Beng, crushed and injured many people, and if she went on the road normally, her father might also be in that group of people.

The mother was afraid, but the father loved her more and more, and often hugged her and called her “Fu Xing”.

Zheng Wan subconsciously held the jade pendant around her waist:

“Where’s my father?”

“…Shoufu-sama is still kneeling outside Anju’s gate. I heard that he will kneel for five full hours…”

five hours? Don’t you have to kneel until the night?

The temperature of the warm jade climbed all the way up from the palm of the hand, and began to relieve her pain. Since Zheng Wan can remember, this jade pendant has been by her side. When a heart attack occurs, she can only feel better by holding it.

Unable to entangle with Mrs. Jiang San again, Zheng Wan called the maid and boarded the car directly to Anju Gate.

Anju Gate is located in the second entrance of the imperial city, connecting the inner and outer palaces. You kneel before this gate, and you can see the officials entering and exiting. Not to mention the chief assistant of a country, it is also a throwaway to the seventh-rank petty officials. Big things on the face.

The carriage passed through Anjufang from the West City, and it was another hour after the reel arrived in front of the city gate.

The rain stopped, but the snow fell even more urgently. Zheng Wan got down from the carriage that was smoking the stove. Even though she was wearing thick feathers, she was still shivering from the cold wind blowing towards her.

The guards are released after checking the token.

The snow on the bluestone pavement had been shoveled clean, and the ground was wet. When Zheng Wan walked from Zhengxuanmen all the way to Anjumen, the pearl shoes under her feet were already half wet, and cold air was oozing into her.

But when she saw the man kneeling in front of the door, her eyes were more wet than her feet.

The Anju Gate of Nuoda, the six-sided red lacquered copper nail door was open, officials came and went, and no one glanced at the door.

The father, who had always been high-spirited, was kneeling on the wet pavement with his back hunched over. Xuanzi’s court clothes were soaked wet and wrapped in creases. His temples were stained with snow and frost, as if he had aged ten years.

Swords, spears, swords and halberds looked around.

Zheng Wan took a few steps:

“Aye—”

Zheng Zhai seemed to hear his daughter’s voice in a trance. He looked up and saw that his delicate daughter was standing in the snow like this. The hem of the commander was soaked in water, and he quickly straightened his face:

“Wanwan, hurry back!”

“I don’t.” Zheng Wan refused, “Aye is still suffering, how can her daughter go home in peace?”

“Nonsense! This is a place where my daughter’s house can come!”

Zheng Zhai was about to drive him away, but he saw his daughter, who was always in tears, knelt down so straight, her knees collided with the road, making a crisp sound.

“Wanwan!”

“Aye, since the Holy Lord punishes the Zheng family, how can Wanwan avoid it?” Stained with splotches.

The stain stings Zheng Zhai’s eyes:

“Luo Dai, still don’t help your young lady get up!”

His daughter, He Jing, is the Venerable Master of the Golden Hall of Tayutang Station.

“Aye, don’t be annoyed,” Zheng Wan turned her head and smiled at him, “After kneeling, Wanwan and Aye will return to the house together.”

Zheng Zhai’s eyes turned red, and his throat was choked for a long time before he shook his head:

“Wanwan—”

Before the words were finished, he swallowed again, his eyes were straight forward, resentment and complexity appeared on Qingzhao’s face at the same time.

“Aye?”

Zheng Wan subconsciously followed his gaze and looked forward.

Outside the red-painted Anju Gate, among the heavy swords, spears, swords, and halberds, Ichiro-kun, holding an ink umbrella, came slowly along the long jade-stairs corridor, in a cloud and snow.

With black hair and black eyes, a wide robe and long sleeves, it doesn’t look like a real person.

The Yulin Langs lowered their noble heads one after another. Zheng Wan looked straight at each other as they approached, so close that she could clearly see the smoke lingering around the umbrella handle, and so close that she could clearly see what Lang Jun was wearing…

Plain singlet.

At the moment when everyone was wrapped in thick furs and heavy coats, he only wore a broad robe, which was invisible, but it was as thin as a cicada’s wings, and he wanted to fly. The light of the sky and the snow fell on his white robe, and there was a shimmer of light. In the shimmering light, she could only see the jade-like chin and the beautiful jawline.

“Are you Zheng Wan?”

Lang Jun’s voice is very nice, like the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest and the jade chime falling down the babbling stream.

“Who are you?”

Zheng Wan opened her water eyes and looked up. Before she could see it clearly, she felt her eyes hurt like needles, and tears fell down her cheeks.

Zheng Zhai strongly propped up his body and shielded his daughter from behind:

“Cui Wang! In the past, it’s not the little girl who is at fault. If you have any complaints, just come to the old man alone.”

“Resent?” The voice seemed to contain doubts, but even this doubt was extremely light, which was exactly the same as his cold and cold temperament. “But so.”

When the sigh was blown by the wind, it suddenly dispersed into the vast snow.

Zheng Wan squinted her eyes subconsciously, but in an instant, that Leng Langjun had already left. Looking far into the distance, I can only see that the corner of the broad robe is gently blown by the wind, and the long black hair is scattered, and it is worthy of a back, which makes people feel like exile in the world.

“Aye, is that Cui Wang?”

Speaking of Cui Wang, Zheng Wan subconsciously thought of the young man who had not yet grown up.

She was wearing a grey robe, and she didn’t know how long she had been soaked in the wind and dust, and even her face was blurred, but she could still remember those eyes, which were burning with hatred and contempt. My favorite is the stubborn black onyx.

If I remember correctly, the little beggar who held a broken jade pendant and dared to stop her frame and proposed marriage to her dignified Xingyang Zheng daughter called her by this name: Cui Wang.

She also rewarded him on the spot and said, “Wishful thinking.”

Zheng Zhai nodded and confirmed her guess:

“Children Cui has now been named a national teacher by the Holy Master, and he is my guest on the beam.”

Zheng Wan opened her mouth and closed it again.

The angina pectoris that Fang had relieved swept through at an unprecedented rate. She clutched her heart and only had time to shout, “Aye, I hurt.”

The man slid down softly.

Zheng Zhai jumped, and hurriedly picked it up with his hands, but his knees had already lost consciousness due to sitting for a long time, and he also fell straight down together.

There was a riot of soldiers and horses, and Huo Dai screamed:

“My lady! My lady! Your lord! Come on someone…”

Zheng Zhai waved: “Don’t worry about me, hurry up and ask for the imperial doctor!”

The Yulin Langs also rushed over. Seeing that Lady Zheng’s face was like golden paper and her anger was like a gossamer, they panicked and rushed to find the imperial doctor. Before half a cup of tea, she rushed over wrapped in the imperial doctor.

At this time, Zheng Wan had already been placed on the carriage, and the imperial doctor came to lift his eyelids, examine the tongue coating, and after a long time to diagnose the pulse, he said with a bitter face:

“The little lady is not sick.”

“How can I be sick?! My son screams in pain.”

“Little old man is incompetent, I really can’t find out what the little lady’s disease is, why don’t you go back to the house and lie down and see you tomorrow?”

Zheng Zhai looked at the sweaty imperial doctor thoughtfully, waved his hand, and asked Hui Dai and the imperial physician to follow the carriage to send his daughter back to the capital.

That night, the rain swept away the wind, and the heavy snow bent the pine trees in the courtyard. Zheng Wan had a nightmare all night with the sound of wind and rain.

She dreamed that she was living in a book called “Jianjun”.

The name of Jianjun is very coincidental, also called Cui Wang.

Cui Wang also had a fiancée, the last generation of the Zheng family in Xingyang, Zheng Wan, whose courtesy name is Qingwu.