"How about the general will of Liangyi? Let Gongzi marry you as his wife..."

After listening, Liang Yi frowned slightly and did not answer.

Fujiwara couldn't wait to panic, as if he had discovered something, and hurriedly said: "It was me who failed to say something, it was me who did not say anything, it is no wonder that Liang Yi Gong. As Miyako, if you want to be a regular wife but you are a little unqualified, then you can accept it. She's a concubine."

In Fujiwara's opinion, although Fujiwara Miyako is his daughter, her mother is just a maid. From the standpoint of status, marrying someone else as a wife is completely okay, but Liangyiluo's official position is even better than that of him. It was still too big. The daughter of a maid wanted to become a regular wife. It was a bit high. He saw Liang Yiluo frown and thought it was his dissatisfaction, so he quickly changed his mouth.

After hearing this, Liang Yi opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

He frowned just because he wanted to pretend to hesitate, but that would be good, and he would directly make him a concubine.

‘Okay, then concubine...’

However, thinking of the character of Fujiwara Meihong in his memory, Liang Yiluo was a headache again. Thousands of years later, I don’t know what it will be like...

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Meihong heard the conversation between Liang Yiluo and her father, and her heart bounced like a fawn. She was born in Fujiwara's family and knew herself well. She didn't have much thoughts about becoming a wife or a concubine.

Now she has no idea of ​​arguing.

At this moment, Liang Yiluo also knew that it was impossible to refuse. He nodded slowly, "Duke Fujiwara said so, and if he refuses, it is mine. Miss Gongzi gave me a concubine, I I will never treat her badly."

Fujiwara couldn't wait to hear it, overjoyed, this time, he finally did not hold back, unlike the past, the emotions and anger were invisible, and the whole person laughed.

Since Liang Yiluo has agreed, even if his daughter is only a concubine, as long as the palace works harder, it should be no problem to influence some of the decisions of the two elders in the appearance of his daughter.

In this way, the Fujiwara family is also on the same boat as the Ryogi. Even if he wants a political balance and stability, he will help himself to a certain extent.

Fujiwara, thinking about it this way, couldn't wait, and felt that today was really his lucky day.

The more he looked at this previously unwelcome daughter, the happier he was, and even some guilt.

In order to make his daughter obedient, he also made a decision.

"Murakami!"

Just do it when he thinks of it, and Fujiwara yelled at the outside.

The butler hurriedly walked in, waiting for Fujiwara's command.

"Murakami, you will take Miyako down in a while..." Looking at Meihong's somewhat old kimono, Fujiwara Bubi waited for instructions, "... Put Miyako in a new dress and dress up by the way."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and smiled at Liangyi again: "Gong Liangyi, look, this is the date of marriage?"

At this time, marriage depends on the good day and auspicious days, usually looking for an onmyoji, but since there is a great onmyoji here, it is natural to ask the person directly.

The housekeeper Murakami was slightly surprised, and took a sneak peek at the lady who had just made a mistake. He didn't expect that in a blink of an eye he would be able to marry the nobleman.

‘I have to treat this lady and her mother better...’

The housekeeper was startled. He knew that since Ms. Gongzi was married, his host would definitely value her. Of course, the housekeeper with many years of experience knew what to do.

‘Let those people pay attention, but don’t confront Miss Miyako. ’

Thinking about this, the butler also became serious.

Not to mention the butler’s cranky thoughts, Ryo Yiluo heard the question of Fujiwara’s disparity, pretended to forget it, and then slowly said: "This year is not a good year for me. When the cherry blossoms bloom again next year, it will be a good year. Time. Now we will make a marriage contract first, and then the ceremony will be held next year. What do you think of Fujiwara?"

After listening to Fujiwara Bubi, he was slightly disappointed. He is now anxious to marry his daughter out quickly. Get engaged today and get married tomorrow.

However, since the Great Onmyoji had said so, no one would dare to object to it. He had to say, "I don't understand these things. It's all decided by the two parties."

At the end of the word, Fujiwara said to his butler again: "Murakami, you go to prepare some good things and send them to Meihong's mother, and ask her to live in a different place. Don't be left out at my Fujiwara house."

"Subordinates understand."

Meihong looked happy when she heard her father's words. In this way, her mother could not only heal the disease, but also lead a good life.

Thinking about this, she looked at Liang Yi Luo and Fujiwara's eyes with gratitude and respect, and when she looked at each other, she was also a little joyful and shy.

Liang Yiluo sighed, after all, the little girl was too young. Facing the old fox like Fujiwara, she was actually played in the palm of her hand. The old fox could see that her sister Hong was filial at a glance. She used her mother as a breakthrough, not only to let her Meihong can forget her father's indifference to her in the past, and she can still be grateful.

Secretly shook his head. At this time, even if he said nothing, it would be useless.

Write down the order, and the butler respectfully guided Meihong out.

When there were only two people left in the inner room again, Fujiwara's tone of voice became much more enthusiastic, and he had already taken Liang Yiluo as his own.

Liang Yiluo could only smirk with him. The two of them talked about military affairs, astronomy and geography, and they looked like the host and the host were enjoying themselves. During the period, a maid also walked in, brought some tools, wrote her name on it, and completed the contract under the witness of Amaterasu and Suzhan Mingzun.

From then on, Fujiwara Meihong, even his concubine in name, only waited for the marriage to be completed, and the cultivation became true.

However, Liang Yi fell under the witness of the so-called three gods, and there was always a slight discomfort.

After a while, Fujiwara could not wait to see that Liang Yi Luo was not energetic, as if he was thinking about something. He thought a little, thinking that he understood Liang Yi Luo's thoughts, and gave Liang Yi Luo a voice in the same way as someone who came over. Yiluo found a chance, "I am getting older, and I have been chatting with Liangyi for so long, and I have a good time. Now my body can't support it. If I want to come to the palace for so long, I should finish dressing up, and then let the palace accompany me. As Ryogi goes around my Fujiwara's house, it also allows you young people to cultivate their feelings."

Liang Yiluo nodded and agreed, and he could not wait to sit here for so long, and he had no interest at all, and he was also a little annoyed.

"How about Ryogi staying at my Fujiwara's house tonight?"

"I have something in my house, but it is not convenient to stay tonight."

Secretly, Liang Yiluo rolled his eyes. Fujiwara is no more hungry than waiting for you. I can't wait for me to make your daughter's belly bigger today.

Fujiwara is not a daughter-in-law, but it's really good news.

Fujiwara was disappointed and knew that there were some things that he couldn’t rush, and continued: "Then I will ask Murakami to prepare a carriage at the door. Whenever I want to leave, I will go to the door to find him. Please also make my Fujiwara home your own. Just fine."

"It's really troublesome for Father Fujiwara..."

Liang Yiluo slightly arched his hands.

"No trouble, no trouble..."

Fujiwara waved his hands again and again as if he was waiting for a smile with flowers on his face.

"Then I won't bother you from Liang Yi Gong..."

Fujiwara Bubi waited to call a servant quickly, and asked her to take Liangyiluo to find Meihong...

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Finally, I didn't have to look at Fujiwara Bubi's face. Liang Yiluo followed the respectful woman across the small wooden bridge.

Standing on the bridge, Liang Yiluo stopped, behind one hand, quietly watching the fish in the flowing water under the bridge.

The maid who led the way didn't know why Liang Yiluo stopped, but she didn't dare to ask more, just stood by respectfully.