Jiankang in spring has beautiful mountains and rivers without losing its prosperity, and is a comfortable scene.

Even if the north is separated by a river and hundreds of miles away, the wars are constantly chaotic, it will not affect the leisurely lives of Jiankang officials and the people.

After dozens of days back to Jiankang, Xiaolan and I were excited to return to the big city. We went out to the streets every day and spent all the red envelopes we saved for the New Year.

These days, I had to stay in Xiahou's mansion and not leave.

The master returned to Jiankang early before, but was actually secretly ordered by the emperor to assist in training Jiankang's army.

It was probably because of the hard work for a few days, and my complexion was not very good.

When talking about what happened to Zhou Bo in Jiangzhou, I was filled with sighs.

The Jiangdong Wulin has been settled, and the rest are all tedious matters. They are handled by Lin Fang, Wen You and others, but they are so busy that they don’t have time to say something to me every day.

Wen You's father was actually staggering with us and just left Jiankang and went to Jiangzhou.

Wen You wrote a letter and sent it to the police.

This day is the second day of April.

It was late at night, the night sky was like washing, the stars were densely covered with rivers.

I sat on the couch and had looked at the silk scarf in my hand hundreds of times.

This is a piece of white brocade, with a circle of blue lake-patterned light green branches embroidered around it, and bordered with gold thread.

"It's really the best!" I couldn't help but sigh.

Xiaolan, who was beside him, curled her lips and said indignantly: "Forget it! Miss, you just embroidered the simplest pattern and went up. I don't know if my son-in-law can like it! Alas!"

"He will definitely like it." I said confidently.

He said that he likes everything I make with my own hands.

The sound of footsteps came outside the house, and the servant of Xiahou Mansion came to report, and Xiao Lan opened the door and went out.

Xiaolan cheered and jumped up: "Miss, the son-in-law is here! Go to the front hall!"

I carefully folded the silk scarf and stuffed it into my arms, and couldn't help but use my light skills and flew away.

Today is the second day of the April 20th birthday of Wen You.

I had just rushed to the courtyard in the middle of Xiahou Mansion.

The green trees are swaying, and the courtyard is cold.

He stood in the moonlight, as if he was bowing his head and pondering.

There was a banquet in Wen Mansion today. He tied his hair with a golden crown, a long robe with deep purple lake patterns, long sleeves hanging down on the ground, and his skirt was dragged. A black belt inlaid with gold on his waist was extremely compatible, making him look wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his figure was straight.

As if he noticed my steps, he slowly turned to his side. His face was clear and clear under the moonlight. Under his beautiful black eyebrows, his black eyes were as always looking at me.

"Hong'er..." He called out softly, his voice was as deep as the gurgling stream, hitting my heart.

My inner breath, which had risen and fall, flew in front of him, instantly stagnated and staggered.

He reached out to hold me and gently hugged me in his arms.

A light smell of alcohol.

He naturally drank a lot of alcohol on his 20th birthday today.

A slightly smiling voice sounded above my head: "Silly girl." I could almost guess how proud he looked.

He buried his head in my hair and took a deep breath: "I miss you so much just now. I wish I could finish the banquet early and come to find you."

My heart trembled, why didn’t I fold the silk scarf thousands of times?

By the way, silk scarf.

I looked up in his arms, took it out happily, and held it in front of him: "Birthday gift!"

His eyes were even more smiling, he lowered his head and kissed my hand gently: "Come on, take off my golden crown."

I looked at him and Wen You was in high spirits after drinking today. Look at how gentle and energetic it is!

But I like it.

He helped him take off his golden crown, took out his comb, and helped him tie his hair with a new silk towel.

"Hong'er is full of love, Zi Su is very grateful." He smiled, "But this embroiderer will be ridiculed by Wang Dong'an and Ji Huabo later."

I said in surprise: "Who? It's too disdainful!"

He held my hand and walked towards the door: "My two friends must hold me back today and let me go. Now the two of them are clamoring to see you."

"This is the silk scarf embroidered by the top five sword lists in the martial arts world!" I said angrily, "Who dares to dislike it!"

Has not seen it for half a year, the Qinhuai River is still like the beautiful eyebrows of a fairy, like the pearls embellished on the earth, and its charming posture.

Wen You and I took a small boat and arrived at a big boat. We jumped onto the boat lightly, and walked with our hands.

On the deck of the pleasure boat, there were only two young men in brocade clothes sitting opposite each other and drinking. Seeing us getting on the boat, they all stood up.

They are both in their early twenties, with a handsome appearance, and seem to have no martial arts skills.

"Dong'an, Hua Bo, this is Miss Zhan Qinghong." Wen You said.

So they greeted each other and sat down to drink.

Wang Dong'an and Ji Huabo continued to talk about the affairs in the court, and Wen You also joined in. When asked about the affairs of the world occasionally, I would also participate in a few words.

Both of them spoke extraordinary words, although I didn't know the situation in the court, I listened with relish.

Ji Huabo was gentle and gentle, with a warm and smiling face, and he was very easy to get close to. After two pots of wine, he began to call me to fight against the heroes. Wang Dong'an exuded the pride of the Langya Wang family, and his smile did not appear much. He would occasionally look at me, but only when he met Wen You, he would have a sincere smile.

"Zi Su, when will you marry the War Hero?" Hua Bo asked jokingly, feeling a little drunk.

Wang Dong'an also looked over.

Wen You looked at me, held my hand tightly, and smiled and said, "My father will come back next month and will propose marriage to Zhan's family."

"Congratulations!" Hua Bo shouted twice, then burped loudly, his eyes blurred...

It smells really bad...

Wang Dong'an couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, "Zi Su, there is a hangover tea in the cabin, so why not Fu Hua Bo goes there?"

Wen You nodded, Wang Dong'an called a maid and helped Hua Bo up, but Hua Bo fell drunk on Wen You. Wen You had no choice but to say to me: "I'll help him over."

Hua Bo was drunk and was held by Wen You and his maid, and he was singing randomly. It was vaguely "National Style": "I can't ask for it... I'm sleeping and thinking about it... I'm leisurely... I tossing and turning..."

Only Wang Dong'an and I were left. He didn't say anything, and I didn't know what to say, so I sat opposite him and drank.

"Miss Zhan, are you ready to be Zi Su's concubine?" he asked suddenly, his voice a little cold.

I was stunned: "I'm so confused? He only married me, and I only married him."

"Marry?" Wang Dong'an looked at me, "Do you know Miss Gao Pingrou, the family of Mr. Gao? She seems to have some connection with your master Xiahou Ying. A few days ago, she had to make a joke. How big a joke happened! His father also became a laughing stock in the court. On the eighth day of this month, she was going to marry Secretary He Wenzhao. The court will never meet Xiahou Ying!"

My heart aches, and the appearance of the Wanli woman who stomped her feet and said with a red face and said, "I want to marry your uncle."

Wang Dong'an said again: "I think Zi Su is my best friend. I know that he only has you in his heart. But he is the third son of the Wen family. Although he has no official position, he is the emperor's imperial concubine. In the future, the prince will ascend the throne, and Lord Wen Qiao's future is unlimited. What's more, our dynasty has precedent, and no gentry man has married a poor woman as his wife. You and Zi Su are afraid that they will not be able to do what you wish."

I felt a stagnant. I knew the difference between the poor families of the gentry in my court, but Wen You, I always regarded him as a martial artsman!

And if we love each other, what does it have to do with family background?

"Dong'an!" A voice of anger came.

Wen You strode over and his face darkened - probably because he heard Wang Dong'an's words.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Wen You said, "I only marry Qinghong. My father is not a person who is not a sensible person. I have my own way to convince him."

Wang Dong'an looked at the ten fingers we held each other and sighed: "Zi Su, I also hope you can get what you want."

On the way back to Xiahou Mansion from the Qinhuai River, I naturally couldn't get interested.

Seeing this, Wen You touched my head: "Silly girl, don't listen to that guy talking nonsense."

"How do you plan to convince your father?" I asked.

"Persuad?" he smiled, "My three sons, with the eldest brother and the second brother in the court, are enough to support the future of the family. I am not an official, I am free to you, who will remember who Wen Zisu married? My father will turn a blind eye. After all, you are now the world-famous martial arts leader and guardian!"

I was happy and saluted: "Yes! Deputy Leader!"

Back to Xiahou Mansion, Wen You returned to the mansion by himself.

But I was still a little worried and stood in the courtyard and sighed.

Xiaolan squatted beside me: "Miss, it's midnight. Isn't my son-in-law just an aristocrat? You are not even afraid of the emperor, what are you afraid of?"

My lament came to an abrupt end - by the way, Emperor!

"Xiao Lan, you've got the point!" I suddenly realized, "If Wen You's father doesn't let us get married, with my skills, he can sneak into the palace and let the emperor issue an imperial edict to give the marriage!"

"Puchi--" laughed.

Maybe I was so sad that I was too devoted to the cold and sad that I didn’t notice anyone approaching.

Lin Fang walked over from the corridor holding a scroll and said loudly: "The master and guardian of the martial arts world are all thinking about how to force a marriage."

I curled my lips. If someone else said this, I would definitely be scolding me! But Lin Fang, I dare not.
To be continued...