Chapter 1691 Concubine (7)
Sima Yan smiled frankly, and Xia Ling could not see any trace of deceit in his eyes.
"Shiro, I've wronged you to live with me in this thatched cottage and wear such shabby clothes. We will need your care in the future so that we can survive in this village." She said softly.
This sincere tone successfully made Sima Yan's smile deepen, and it also made Feng Er's favorability degree outside the window -2 again.
Xia Ling didn't disbelieve Feng Er.
However, Sima Suo's behavior was inconsistent, he was traveling in brocade clothes, and at the same time he seemed to be dedicated to them in front of her. What he wanted to do, Xia Ling had to figure it out first.
"Yan'er, tonight is our day of great joy. In the evening, I will ask the aunt next door to cook some meals, light candles, and let's drink a glass of carnival wine... The days will be like this from now on. I'm sorry for you. Wait until later Life is good, I will make up a wedding for you, and congratulate you."
Sima Yan came forward, sat on the side of the couch, and held Xia Ling's hand.
He speaks eloquently and sincerely.
Xia Ling looked at him and smiled, "Okay, then I'll wait."
Favorability—2
There was another reminder in my mind that Feng Er's favorability for Xia Ling dropped from 5 to 1 in an instant.
Xia Ling is not in a hurry.
Sima Lian wanted to arrange a wedding banquet in the evening, so he naturally needed money.
Slightly pursing his thin lips, he spoke out with difficulty, and reached out to Xia Ling for money. He himself was ashamed.
It's not appropriate to say that a big man asked a woman for money right after he eloped.
In the morning, I went to Shanchang's house in brocade clothes, and then changed into a coarse cloth gown when I came back from Shanchang's house.
Xia Ling went over what Feng Er told her in her mind, and suddenly understood what Sima Li wanted to do.
He never planned to spend his whole life with Feng Yan in this dilapidated village.
It was probably the same in the previous life, with the excuse that the large bank notes on him were not easy to exchange, and the two of them could only spend the broken silver that Feng Yan brought out in the village.
As the "Fourth Prince", Sima Lian naturally didn't know what careful planning was, so the two of them quickly spent their money, and lived together in the village for a few days as a poor and humble couple... Naturally, they couldn't stand it anymore.
Xia Ling understood what Sima Yan had done, and why Feng Er came to remind her.
Looking at Sima Li, Xia Ling couldn't help but feel cold for Feng Yan. For the sake of power, Sima Li, a beloved man, was half planning on Feng Yan from the beginning.
Pretending to be angry, Xia Ling didn't show any shame to Sima Li, "Si Lang doesn't know how valuable money is. The money I gave Shi Lang this afternoon can support ordinary farmers for more than half a year. Did the head of the mountain accept all of it?"
"I'm ashamed..." Sima Li's face turned pale, and he only admitted the matter.
Xia Ling lowered his eyelids, pretending to be uncomfortable, and started crying poorly to Sima Yan.
"Shiro, I'm in a hurry to go out, and there's not much silver in this bag. I rented the thatched cottage with Shiro before, and went to the aunt next door to get it. It's all in my purse. It's not over a day now, and the silver and silk are here. Shiro's hands have been deceived by others, and the days to come will be long, and the banknotes in Shiro's hands cannot be exchanged at the bank, what should I do..."
Opening the bag, Xia Ling took out the purse directly and asked Sima Li to look at her purse.
It's empty inside, it's not fake.
Feng Yan, unexpectedly only brought this amount of money?
Seeing the woman's movements and her empty purse, Sima Li was also a little taken aback.
He planned to squander all of Feng Yan's money first, taking advantage of Feng Yan's disregard of grain and grain, and let him have some time to perform in front of Feng Yan.