After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Chapter 117 The Heartbroken

Upon hearing Qing'er's words, the man immediately pushed away the person in front of him.

He stared at Qing'er and asked, "Miss? You're a young lady from the Zheng family, right?"

Qing'er was about to speak.

Yan Yun pulled her back a little.

Qing'er immediately looked at Yan Yun.

"Miss?"

Yan Yun shook his head. The men who came to the backyard were already acting improperly, so there was no need to talk to them too much.

She turned and left.

The man caught up and blocked Qing'er's way, saying, "You still haven't said which family's young lady you belong to."

This man has become quite attached to Qing'er.

Qing'er looked troubled and glanced at Yan Yun.

The man asked anxiously, "Why aren't you answering?"

He moved closer to Qing'er again.

Yan Yun was also unable to deal with this lecherous man, so he signaled Qing'er to ask someone for help.

Qing'er immediately shouted in all directions, "Help! Help! Someone has broken into the backyard!"

The man looked up at his attendants and gestured. Immediately, someone stepped forward and covered Qing'er's mouth. Qing'er glared and immediately began to resist, but the difference in strength was too great, and she could not break free.

The man walked towards Yan Yun, his earlier teasing gone, and looked at Yan Yun with a gentle expression.

"If I have frightened you and your maid, I apologize in advance. I am not a bad person; I only came here because of an appointment."

Have a date?

Who would invite this man to the backyard where all the women live?

There's a flaw in what you're saying.

Yan Yun sized them up.

The man was still staring intently at Yan Yun when he suddenly reached out, and Yan Yun noticed his movement.

She raised her hand and pushed away his outstretched hand.

There was a "pop" sound.

The other person was slightly startled for a moment. His gaze darkened. He had thought it was just a well-behaved little white rabbit kept at home, but now it seemed that it was not a little white rabbit at all.

Yan Yun withdrew his hand and immediately stepped back.

Why can't I see any of the maids who usually keep an eye on me in the backyard today?

The other party did not attack Yan Yun.

He had already deduced Yan Yun's identity: "You must be Zheng Jihua's daughter?"

His eyes were fixed on Yan Yun's face, his tone very certain. He looked at his hands and smiled, "There's no need to be so wary of me. I'm just here to see you."

He instructed his attendants to bring out the items he had brought.

He instructed them not to harm Qing'er: "Stay away from her."

When the attendant presented the box, he took it and placed it in his palm, then handed it to Yan Yun.

"Since it's our first meeting, it's natural to give a gift. Miss Zheng, do you like this?"

He reached out and opened the wooden box. Inside, there was a small, jade-white calligraphy brush, about the same length as Yan Yun's palm. Also placed there were a round bottle and a piece of Xuan paper the size of his palm.

"I heard you enjoy reading and writing, so I think you'll like this gift."

Yan Yun felt strange and was very wary.

This person sounds like they know me? And they even mentioned giving me a gift.

He didn't wait for Yan Yun's reply and walked forward on his own. "Why don't you try it? Just open this little bottle, and there's ink inside. You can use that jade brush to write whatever you want on the rice paper."

He walked to Yan Yun's side and, while speaking, reached out to touch Yan Yun's hand.

Yan Yun immediately stepped back; he disliked the behavior of constantly touching and groping others.

She walked towards the front yard. Since they meant no harm, she would have the other maids come and rescue Qing'er.

She turned and ran.

The man made no move to chase after them.

The attendant behind him stepped forward and asked, "Young master, should we stop her?"

The man lost patience with Yan Yun and turned to his attendants, saying fiercely, "Who do you think she is?"

The attendant lowered his head and answered earnestly, "Yes, she is the merchant's daughter."

The man laughed at his own foolishness.

He walked up to Qing'er and ordered his attendants to release her.

He handed the box to Qing'er and whispered in her ear, "Please give this to your young lady and tell her that we will meet again in a few days."

Qing'er looked at the box, still wanting to refuse.

The man placed his hand on the back of Qing'er's hand.

"I'm not a bad person. I'm a distinguished guest invited by your master. This is a gift from him. Please remember to give it to your young lady."

Qing'er looked at the back of her hand, feeling a jolt from his frivolous behavior. She grabbed the box and immediately chased after Yan Yun, leaving the back garden.

When Yan Yun left the back garden, it wasn't that no one was there, but rather that someone was guarding it and preventing others from entering.

The maids immediately bowed when they saw Yan Yun come out.

"Miss."

Just as Yan Yun was about to send his servants to catch the strange fellow who had sneaked into the back garden, Qing'er chased after him.

"Miss!!"

Yan Yun turned to look at Qing'er, who had rushed out as if someone was chasing her, and she had also brought out the wooden box that the person had given her earlier.

"Miss."

Qing'er hurriedly handed over the wooden box and said, "Miss, he said he is a guest invited by the master."

Yan Yun didn't want to get entangled with that person any longer.

The wooden box was pushed back.

Qing'er also felt that she had brought back something useless.

She was about to speak.

Yan Yun, however, kept his head down, clearly deep in thought.

Zheng Jihua's guest went to the backyard and said he was bringing him a gift? Judging from his face, he should be younger than Zheng Jihua, but he looks much older than Lu Yan.

How could someone like that have so coincidentally prepared a gift and met me?

It wasn't a coincidence, it was intentional.

Did that maid deliberately bring me here?

Yan Yun looked around for the maid who had brought him there, but couldn't find her. Instead, there was a great commotion of gongs and drums in the front yard.

The maids in the courtyard started talking, "Is the wedding procession back?"

They were genuinely happy to receive so many rewards, and didn't even notice Yan Yun's expression.

"Would you like to go to the front yard, Miss?"

Yan Yun ignored the commotion and left in the opposite direction.

Seeing that the direction wasn't back to the courtyard, Qing'er immediately handed the box in her hand to another maid: "Please take this to Miss's courtyard."

Outside Zhengyuan.

The people escorting the bride from the Lu family were Lu Yan and Lu Shan.

Both of them wore stern faces and rode their horses at the back of the procession.

People around were talking about it. Zheng Jihua wasn't a famous person. He had only been in Yuanjing for a few years. It was really strange that an unknown merchant had married the daughter of a general.

For ordinary people like them, whether it was a general's daughter or a merchant, they could only look at her.

Yan Yun wandered around the courtyard. She originally wanted to go out, but after that person's commotion, she lost the will to go.

Qing'er followed closely behind, and Yan Yun felt as if he had a tail following him.

Yan Yun told Qing'er not to follow him any longer, and that she could go wherever she wanted, but not to follow him now.

Qing'er immediately understood and stopped following Yan Yun.

Yan Yun walked alone and went to the front yard.

Just then, Zheng Jihua and Lu Lan entered the hall together. The old lady sat gracefully in the hall, smiling as she looked at the newlyweds.

When Yan Yun married Zheng Jihua, he was unable to move because of his disability in both legs, so even though Yan Yun was covered by a red veil, she could still see his face.

That was the husband that Yan had only seen after a long time.

But the moment she saw him, he frowned deeply, his face full of displeasure.

Even when it came to the three bows, he made an excuse that his legs were weak, so he skipped it.

At that time, Yan Yun was understanding towards him, but now it seems that it was destined from the beginning that she and Zheng Jihua were not meant to be together.

Zheng Jihua is still riding high, and the smile on his face is genuine. What's most infuriating is that his legs are now completely healed.

The couple then bowed to each other in the hall, first to Heaven and Earth, and second to their parents.

There were sounds of congratulations all around.

The old lady looked delighted and echoed the wishes for many children and grandchildren, and for much happiness and longevity.

The liveliness masked someone's sadness.

Or perhaps nobody cares at all.

Yan Yun looked into the hall but didn't see her concubine. She walked to the side and looked into the hall from another direction.

Behind the huge screen inside the hall, Yan Yun found a familiar figure.

The concubine was covering her face and sobbing softly.

There was absolutely no need for Yan Yun to do anything to her.

After all, for the concubine, it was like the sky had fallen.