She said.

"Ms. Xiang is not suitable to be the wife of the Tan family. Don't say that she is the daughter of a corrupt official. Just say that there are differences between the common people. Even if you calm down some turmoil now, in the long run, the conflicts between the common people and the common people will only get bigger and bigger. Recently, many noble families do not approve of what you have done. If you have a wife from a commoner family, it will be detrimental to your career. It would be better to break up the marriage as soon as possible."

Tan Ting heard his aunt say this seriously. I just thought it was ridiculous to the extreme.

He and Yizhen finally eased their relationship. He also knew that he was wrong and had neglected her back then. Now the relationship between husband and wife has just returned to warmth.

His aunt actually wants him to stop marrying again? !

He was about to retort when his aunt said something else.

"This is what I mean. I have told Mrs. Xiang, and I have prepared a hundred acres of fertile land to compensate her. She will not suffer any loss..."

When Tan Ting heard what she had said to Xiang Yi, There was a loud explosion in my ears, and there was only a rumble around me, and I panicked in my heart.

Yizhen found out that her aunt was going to change his wife...

Tan Ting was extremely flustered at that moment.

But I heard my aunt say again that she gave Xiang Yi a hundred acres of grain land and asked her to leave.

These things he had never thought about suddenly came to him.

Tan Ting's exploding ears suddenly became quiet after the explosion, so quiet that there was no sound at all.

He asked blankly,

"Does she want those fertile fields?"

He asked, looking closely at his aunt.

When Mrs. Lin said this, she also thought of what happened just now.

She said something to persuade Xiang to leave and prepared some land.

She thought that if Xiang was smart, she would agree, but if Xiang refused, she would have her own means.

But Xiang nodded and shook his head.

At that time, there were only two people in the room, she and Xiang, and everything was silent.

She heard Mrs. Xiang speak, her voice soft but tough.

"Madam, you don't need to give me any land. Although the Xiang family has a bad reputation and is in some decline, they don't want such money. I just need to take my dowry with me."

That dowry of only eight tons?

Mrs. Lin was speechless for a moment, but when Mrs. Xiang said this, her eyes narrowed slightly and her voice became softer.

"It's right to have a good time with the uncle."

After Xiang finished speaking, he said no more.

At that time, Mrs. Lin was silent for several breaths.

She looked at Mrs. Xiang, and inexplicably, she saw a bit of dignity in this corrupt official's daughter who married in with a marriage contract...

The direction of the matter was somewhat different from what Mrs. Lin thought.

She pinched her eyebrows and answered Tan Ting.

"No, she didn't want those properties."

After saying this, Tan Ting's heart suddenly relaxed.

"She won't want it..."

He repeated it again, whether to others or himself.

"I knew she wouldn't want it."

There were two rumbles of thunder in the dark clouds gathering in the sky.

The surrounding area became a little darker, and Zhengji walked quickly from the side.

"Uncle, I have found out where Madam is."

He glanced at Mrs. Lin carefully and whispered, "Madam is in the library."

Mrs. Lin did not shy away.

"I asked her to go to the bookstore," she frowned and glanced at her nephew, "I really think she shouldn't marry into the Tan family, and she can't be with you for a long time..."

But before she could finish her words, was interrupted by Tan Ting.

Tan Ting suddenly turned around and bowed to her seriously.

When he stood up again, he said something in a calm voice.

"Yizhen is the wife that my father has chosen for me and that I, the matchmaker, are marrying. Please don't worry about my nephew's marriage in the future."

After he finished speaking, he walked quickly to the remote bookstore in the heavy rain. Go to the pavilion.

Bookstore.

The sudden heavy rain made the window lattice clank, and the sound of rain on the top floor was extremely clear.

Xiang Yi didn't hear it, and his hand was copying the script ordered by Mrs. Lin.

But she always made a mistake after writing less than half a page.

There were several pieces of waste paper stacked next to it, but none of them had been copied completely.

Now she started copying this piece from the beginning again, and just after writing the tenth word, her mind wandered, and when she looked down, a large ink stain appeared on the tip of the pen.

This piece of paper was scrapped again.

There is already a pile of waste paper stacked on the table.

Xiang Yi looked at the scrapped paper and the handwriting on it, and smiled awkwardly and helplessly.

Chun Bamboo brought tea, Xiang Yi raised his head, and then heard the sound of rain.

"Is it raining?"

Chun Bamboo said it was a burst of rain. "I think it stopped after the rain clouds dispersed."

Xiang Yi nodded, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. When he put it down, he took a deep breath and spit it out slowly. .

She took another blank piece of paper and put it in front of her.

I can't make any more mistakes...

Xiang Yi smiled to himself, picked up the pen again, and dipped in ink.

At this moment, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and accompanied by the thunder, there was a noise downstairs.

It seemed like someone pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

The footsteps came from far to near, from bottom to top.

Xiang Yi's pen hanging on the paper froze at the sound of familiar footsteps.

She raised her head and looked towards the stairs. The next breath, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded close to her ears, and the man's figure suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs.

The ink that had just been dipped under the pen began to drip down, onto the blank paper, and spread out.

Xiang Yi's heart beat a few times inexplicably as he watched the man strode closer.

And Tan Ting also saw his wife.

The strong wind suddenly blew open the window behind her, and the rain outside rolled in from behind her.

Everyone else was in the garden, playing the piano, playing chess, or reciting poems, but she was the only one in the damp and stuffy bookstore, copying irrelevant things.

The wind ruffled her hair, and Tan Ting stepped forward and saw a pile of scrapped paper on which she had written.

He suddenly felt sour in his heart, took out the pen in her hand and threw it aside, and then pulled her up from the desk.

"Okay, we won't write anymore, not a single word."

Chun Bamboo hurriedly retreated.

The strong wind made the windows rattling, and the raindrops also swirled and swept in the top floor of the book pavilion with the wind.

Xiang Yi didn't know why he came suddenly, but after a burst of rapid rain, he saw him looking at him and opening his mouth.

His voice was a little hoarse, and he called her.

"Yizhen, don't take my aunt's words to heart, okay? Those are all her wishful thinking. I don't know and I have never nodded."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he looked at her and her seriously. she explained.

The heavy rain outside the window seemed to hit Xiang Yi's heart, making her tremble a little.

She answered him, "I know."

After hearing what his wife said, Tan Ting held her hand tightly, "Then let's go, okay?"

Xiang Yi wanted to say something, but he held her tightly all the way. Her hand went downstairs.

The heavy rain outside seemed to be stopping.

Tan Ting held his wife's hand and was about to leave, but suddenly he heard her calling him in a low voice.

He seemed to have something to say to him.

"Uncle..."

Tan Ting paused slightly and didn't look back for some reason, and then asked in a very soft voice.

"What did Yizhen want to say?"

The rain had stopped, and the bookstore on the first floor was unusually quiet.

Xiang Yi felt that he might have to say something to him.

But at this moment, he lowered his head to look into her eyes and asked her again slowly, his voice as muffled as if he was sinking under the water.

"Yizhen won't...don't want me, right?"

Xiang Yi looked into his eyes, opened his mouth, and rolled the words around his mouth three times before finally being able to say them out.

Xiang Yi shook his head.

"No..."

"That's good."

Tan Ting looked at his wife and squeezed her hand tighter.

At this time, there were footsteps approaching outside the door.

Tan Ting pulled Xiang Yi to the door.

The heavy rain stopped, and Mrs. Lin caught a glimpse of the two of them, and also saw Tan Ting holding Xiang Yi's hand.

She sighed repeatedly, and seeing the anger still lingering on her nephew's face, she couldn't help but say something.

"Well, there are many guests at the Spring Banquet today. Let's talk about it later."

She didn't want others to see the joke.

But she saw Tan Ting's eyes passing over her, and then between the trees with shadowy figures not far away.

His voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough for everyone nearby to hear.

"There's no need to say it again."

He said every word.

"Tan Ting only has this wife, and he will not divorce her, nor will she stop marrying another."

After the words fell, the figures and trees in the bushes became silent.

"You..."

Mrs. Lin had a headache, but she couldn't say anything else at her flower banquet.

Only Xiang Yi heard this, and many thoughts in his mind began to swirl and become chaotic.

She raised her head and looked at the tall man in front of her, staring at him for a long time.