[Expand your discussion.]
[On the day Murong Tao fell in love with Sang Yingxin at first sight, his good friend Shao Ling Murong Tao also there, and he too fell for Sang Yingxin.]
Murong Tao listened, finding it unbelievable.
He had clearly asked Shao Ling after that day, and since Sang Yingxin was so wonderful, it was only natural that Shao Ling would also be moved. He could have competed with Shao Ling fairly.
However, Shao Ling repeatedly denied this, and even offered to help Murong Tao win Sang Yingxin 'Sang Yingxin heart after learning that Murong Tao had fallen for her.
How could Shao Ling be such a two-faced person?
As for why they preferred to believe this sudden voice rather than Shao Ling, it was because--
Murong Tao was determined to be with Sang Yingxin!
[ Shao Ling such a wicked person. The Shao family needs the Murong family's help, and he can't afford to offend Murong Tao, so he resorts to underhanded tactics. Could this underhandedness be...?]
[Yes, host. He first arranged to meet Sang Yingxin in Murong Tao's name, then he drugged Murong Tao, who arrived early, and lay down with Murong Tao. When Sang Yingxin arrived, her servants would take her to the room. So, the scene Sang Yingxin saw— Murong Tao and her lying in bed—was all part of Shao Ling's elaborate plan.]
[A cleverly calculated tactic.]
Tong Aning felt a chill run down her spine.
Is that really how it is?
Everyone present was stunned.
Now that Tong Aning knew what had happened, she didn't want Sang Yingxin to continue misunderstanding, so she made up an excuse and told everyone about it.
Having already known this, Murong Tao stood up menacingly after Tong Aning finished speaking, declaring, "I'm going to settle accounts with him right now."
Sang Yingxin pulled him back and whispered, "If you go like this, he might not admit it."
"So you're just going to let him go like that?" Murong Tao was far from willing to accept this. He grabbed Sang Yingxin's hand. "He almost tore us apart. What's the difference between that and taking my life?"
Sang Yingxin was trying to come up with a solution when she suddenly heard those words, and her face flushed red. She said shyly, "Please stop talking."
" Yingxin..."
Wu Shan: "I really can't bear to watch."
Sang Yingxin stamped her foot, "Mother!"
Murong Tao didn't dare look at Wu Shan. He said, "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely treat Yingxin well and won't let her suffer."
"If you dare to wrong her, I won't let you off the hook."
[As expected, true couples never break up.]
[Together, together, together.]
Sang Yingxin's face flushed. She took out a handkerchief and covered half of her face, looking both coquettish and shy. Murong Tao's eyes were practically glued to her.
Sang Yingxin asked, "Then, what about Shao Ling?"
[Of course, it's about giving them a taste of their own medicine.]
Sang Yingxin and Murong Tao exchanged a glance.
*
"Aaaaaaah! How can someone be running naked in the street?!"
Tong Aning and Xue Lin looked over together and sure enough, they saw a white figure rushing past.
Xue Lin raised his hand to cover Tong Aning's eyes, saying, " Sichen, this man is an eyesore. Capture him to prevent further trouble."
Sichen replied, "Yes."
Tong Aning examined Xue Lin's hand and realized that Xue Lin was only two years older than her, so why were his hands so big?
Tong Aning compared them curiously.
Xue Lin's fingers curled up. " Miss Tong."
"Oh, oh, I..." Tong Aning also became embarrassed, she tugged at her sleeve and said, "I was just comparing randomly."
Xue Lin hummed in agreement.
Her slender fingertips found a moment of freedom and grasped the teacup.
Wow, their fingers are so long!
Xue Lin: "..."
Sichen quickly brought the man back.
Sichen carried him ahead, while the man's servant chased after them frantically, holding his clothes and shouting, "Let go of our young master! Do you know who we are? He's Lord Shao's only son!"
Tong Aning exclaimed, "It turns out it's someone I know."
Sichen threw Shao Ling in front of Xue Lin.
Shao Ling trembled, "I'm going to report you to His Majesty."
Sichen: "... Weren't you wearing clothes?"
The coat that Shao Ling wearing now was kindly given to him by Sichen, and it cost him a string of cash.
Shao Ling: "... Everyone in the capital knows who I am, I might as well be dead."
Sichen: "Wait, this has nothing to do with me. It was your own servant shouting that was making such a racket. I didn't say a word about who you are, and I don't even know you."
Shao Ling: "... Ah ...
He turned around and grabbed the servant by the neck.
[Tsk tsk tsk, and he even has bipolar disorder. If you really married Sister Yingxin, that would be terrible.]
Xue Lin asked in a deep voice, "Why are you running naked?"
The mere mention of this incident made Shao Ling feel nauseous. He grabbed Xue Lin's sleeve as if it were a lifeline, pleading, "Your Highness, you must stand up for me! Someone has homosexual tendencies and wants more, wants more..."
Tong Aning poked her head out and asked, "What else do you want?"
She was extremely curious, but Shao Ling found it even more difficult to speak.
Tong Aning stared intently at him. "Tell me already!"
Shao Ling: "... I can't say it."
[So what if he almost got...? Seriously, Shao Ling deserved it.]
Shao Ling: "Waaaaah."
Xue Lin had Sichen take the person away.
After the excitement died down, the onlookers dispersed, and Tong Aning, who was playing with her handkerchief, seemed rather uninterested.
Xue Lin said, "Shall I take Miss Tong home first?"
Tong Aning didn't want to go back so early. Looking at the bustling streets, she said, "Let's wander around a bit more."
"Good."
The two walked slowly down the street.
Tong Aning suddenly asked, " Heir Xue, have the flowers over there withered yet?"
Xue Lin turned his head and looked at Tong Aning, "Not yet."
Tong Aning nodded. "If you're grateful, I'll have someone send you a few more potted plants."
"Good."
"Hey," Xue Lin looked at Tong Aning again, Tong Aning asked with a smile, "Didn't you used to dislike flowers?"
The person before me, even in this bleak autumn day, remains bright and vibrant; even the most beautiful flowers in the world would pale in comparison to her.
Xue Lin said, "I like it now."
"That's why I'm saying you need to meet more people and make friends."
[It's so lifeless every day; if Prince Yong and his wife saw it, they would be heartbroken.]
Xue Lin paused, and in the blink of an eye, he was a few steps behind Tong Aning. Tong Aning turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Xue Lin said softly, "I understand. I will keep Miss Tong's words in mind."
Tong Aning said happily, "That would be perfect."
As she walked, Tong Aning's stomach suddenly growled. Although Tong Aning quickly covered her stomach, it was to no avail.
Facing Xue Lin's gaze, Tong Aning smiled shyly, her previously fair face suddenly flushing crimson.
I'm hungry.
"Shall we go get something to eat?"
Xue Lin's attitude remained the same as before, which actually made Tong Aning less embarrassed. She nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, that's exactly what I was thinking too."
Tong Aning grabbed Xue Lin's arm and randomly picked a wonton stall.
In autumn, there's nothing better than eating hot, steaming food like this.
Xue Lin and Tong Aning sat facing each other. Before the wontons were even served, Tong Aning was already holding a spoon and eagerly waiting.
After waiting patiently, the stall owner put down the two bowls of wontons, but instead of leaving, he said, "Young master, young lady, our wontons have quite a history."
Tong Aning blinked. "What do you mean? You can make a fortune after eating this?"
The stall owner scoffed, "That's nothing."
He suddenly lowered his head and whispered, "Those who eat our wontons will eventually be united in heart and live happily ever after."
Xue Lin was about to retort when Tong Aning, resting her chin on her hand, exclaimed with shining eyes, "So effective?"
For some reason, Xue Lin felt a tingling sensation in his heart. Tong Aning didn't deny it; instead, she believed it.
The stall owner said smugly, "Of course."
Tong Aning asked leisurely, "Then why don't you change your name to 'Matchmaker Wonton Stall'?"
Stall owner. "..."
Tong Aning continued, "If you set up a stall outside the Temple of the Matchmaker, you'd definitely be more popular, right?"
Stall owner. "..."
Tong Aning suddenly clapped her hands, "Ah, I know! The reason you don't set up your stalls at the Temple of the Matchmaker must be because you can't meet with any other king."
Stall owner. "..."
What is all this nonsense? What's wrong with this perfectly normal young lady? Why is she acting so strangely?
"Hey, why did he leave?"
Xue Lin said, "They're probably thinking about the possibility of setting up a stall in front of the Temple of the Matchmaker."
Tong Aning: "Wow, I was just saying it casually, I didn't expect the stall owner to take it to heart."
Tong Aning's impression of the stall owner improved dramatically overnight.
"Eat quickly, or it'll get cold."
"Good."
Halfway through the meal.
Someone came to cause trouble, and apart from Xue Lin and Tong Aning's table, all the guests at the other tables were scared away.
The newcomer grabbed the stall owner by the collar, looking menacing, and said, "Didn't you say that eating this would ensure a long and happy marriage? Why doesn't it work?"
The stall owner stammered, "Would you like another bowl?"
"I'll eat your dad's food."
Although the newcomer was a woman, she possessed immense strength and managed to lift the stall owner up.
The stall owner struggled, and he asked, "May I ask who you ate with?"
"My brother."
Stall owner. "..."
Tong Aning said, "How can you and your brother be together?"
The woman frowned in displeasure. Seeing that Tong Aning was also a woman, she didn't bother arguing with Tong Aning, but simply said impatiently, "I just want to be with my brother, what's it to you?"
Tong Aning: "Ha."
I've never seen anyone who practices orthopedics so arrogantly.
Orthopedics, what is that?
Pork bone broth?
Tong Aning stepped forward, with Xue Lin following behind her. Tong Aning was almost two heads shorter than the woman.
She puffed out her cheeks and stood on tiptoe, "Speak reasonably."
"Aren't I just being reasonable?"
Tong Aning: "..."
Someone pushed through the crowd of onlookers and, panting heavily, stood before the woman, saying, "No!"
Even with just two words, Tong Aning was afraid he would faint from saying them.
Seeing that the woman seemed to be softening, Tong Aning wondered to herself, could this man be the woman's brother?
She said, "You should try to persuade your sister."
Woman: "It's my wife!"
Tong Aning: "..."
[Our capital city is in such chaos!]