Crown Jewels

Chapter 29 Writing the Marriage Letter

After a while, the tips of her eyes lightly lifted, and a burning smile gleamed in her eyes.

"so……"

"You haven't even given me the marriage certificate belonging to Song Yan and Gu Baozhu, how can I give you a chance..."

The woman's tone was clear and shallow, and it sounded like a fairy voice in the young man's ears, confirming his previous guess.

suddenly!

Dreams are like broken mirrors.

The bang sound awakened the person on the couch!

Song Yan suddenly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the bright pearl swaying and falling on the curtain at the head of the bed.

It is different from the heart-wrenching sadness after the dream ended in the past.

Song Yan licked his lips, this time, he felt a little astringent and bitter for no reason.

And slightly sweet...

Turning his gaze slightly, and falling on the flickering candlelight, Song Yan's eyes gradually focused.

The emotions in the dream receded slowly like a tide, and his dark eyes became clearer.

After getting up and staying on the bed, pouring a cup of herbal tea down his throat, Song Yan finally calmed down completely.

Putting down the teacup, he automatically began to replay the scene in his dream in his mind.

Putting aside the chaotic thoughts, Song Yan's first focus was not Gu Baozhu, but the man with an exotic appearance who appeared in the academy in his dream.

Through sorting out the hidden clues in past dreams, and these days, Song Yan deliberately understands Turks.

He can basically conclude!
In the dream, the eagle-nosed, thin-lipped man with braided hair without a crown should be Huyan Uwei, son of Huyan Modun, the incumbent Turkic Chanyu!

nature……

It was also the object of Gu Baozhu's voluntary marriage in his dream.

Thinking of this, Song Yan snorted inexplicably, mockingly.

But when he thought of himself in the dream, he couldn't help frowning again.

Song Yan really didn't expect that the boy in the dream who was anxious but full of expectations would be himself?

Such a pure and passionate affection, although Song Yan's teeth were a little gritty, but the boy was indeed himself.

Can……

Even in Huaigu Academy, men and women usually have to study separately, and be careful when getting along.

The young man in the dream broke the proper etiquette just because of such a vague liking!
For Song Yan today, to be honest, he can't do it.

What Song Yan couldn't figure out at the same time was that in his dream, Gu Baozhu should be happy with this kind of intention.

Although her attitude has the reservedness and arrogance of a daughter's family, she never seems to want to refuse that affection.

Then, why did she voluntarily go to Turkic to make a kiss?

The thoughts in my mind are chaotic and chaotic, just like the dark sky outside the window, no clearness can be seen.

In a daze, Song Yan fell asleep again.

After resting in the Song Mansion for three days, it was time to go to the Academy to report.

On the official road, the wheels of the carriage turned quickly, carrying Song Yan from the Song Mansion back to the foot of the academy mountain.

At the entrance of the main entrance, a carriage carrying people was also parked at this time.

Lazily raising the curtain, Song Yan finally raised his drooping eyelids.

Almost at the same time, a corner of the curtain of the opposite carriage was lifted, revealing the plum-shaped tin flower on the woman's forehead.

Then, there was that familiar face that appeared in his dreams several times.

It was Gu Baozhu!
The two men's eyes met, and they were both taken aback.

Suppressing the complexities in his heart, Song Yan remained silent for a while, slowly withdrawing his gaze from Gu Baozhu's face.

About to look away, it was Gu Baozhu who was stepping on the footstool of the carriage, slightly lifting the hem of her skirt, and nodded slightly at him, her attitude was not as blunt and alienated as before.

Such an uncharacteristic behavior should be due to his gratitude for falling off the horse.

Song Yan was helpless, and after nodding, he completely withdrew his casual gaze.

In the corner of the eye, the woman's figure completely walked away, and then Song Yan lazily walked towards Jingyizhai with a burden on his back.

As soon as he entered the teaching room, Fu Sinian had already taken his seat.

Song Yan put down his burden, chatted with him a few words, and it was time for the teacher to give a lecture.

Jingyizhai's courses mostly involve Confucian classics such as the Four Books and Five Classics. Today is just the time to explain "The Great Learning".

"The way of university, in Ming Mingde..."

When the master's ups and downs came, the scholars in the studio were all energetic and listened patiently.

This sutra explained for two full hours.

After class, Fu Sinian pulled Song Yan and walked towards the college cafeteria non-stop.

It was late after class, and when the two arrived, there was not much food left.

On the other hand, Fu Sinian had quick eyesight and quick hands, and brought back two plates of pastries.

Looking at the shabby food in the cafeteria, Song Yan patiently ate a few mouthfuls, and when he caught a glimpse of the pastries on Fu Sinian's plate, he finally couldn't help but say in disgust:

"How did you bring this here?"

Fu Sinian squinted at him and said dissatisfied: "How dare you despise him!"

"If it weren't for my quick hands, you might not even see the last two plates of pastries!"

"I don't like sweets, and it's not like you don't know that."

Song Yan put the last piece of meat into his mouth, looked at the pitiful vegetable leaves on the plate, touched his stomach that was only half full, his eyes flashed helplessly.

"If you don't eat, you'll be tired! If you have the guts, you'll be hungry."

Fu Sinian picked up the rice, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to stuff a piece of snack into his mouth, exaggerating and deliberately acting satiated in front of Song Yan.

A boy of this age is at a time when he is growing up and eating a lot.

Not to mention, the physical strength the two of them consume every day is not comparable to that of ordinary scholars in the academy.

The panic caused by hunger has not completely subsided, Song Yan looked at the last few pieces of plum-shaped pastries in his eye plate, and finally compromised.

Quickly snatched it from Fu Sinian's hand, stuffed it into his mouth and devoured it.

When he felt his mouth was occupied by the spreading sweetness, Song Yan sighed, and said to Fu Sinian in a muffled voice with lowered eyes for a while:

"Back to Zhuangzi at night, I treat you to eat pepper chicken!"

Fu Sinian's eyes were bright, obviously pleased by Song Yan's words, his attitude immediately warmed up.

Pulling Song Yan to the lunch break, Fu Sinian finally remembered to be a person in front of his brother, and comforted him while walking:
"Go back to sleep for a while, and when we wake up, we can wait for our pepper chicken..."

The sun was strong at noon, and the drowsiness accumulated in the classics class at noon was all at this moment, accompanied by the rustling leaves outside the window, falling asleep soundly.

Song Yan came to the familiar dreamland again!

The scene is Jingyi Zhai, which is in class today.

Sunlight came in through the window, illuminating the boy's eyebrows and eyes in the dream, and also illuminating the ugly scar on the boy's right cheek.

Song Yan looked at the scar, his pupils shrank slightly.

The teaching room is empty, except for the young man.

The young man in the dream was drooping his eyes, concentrating on writing something on the rice paper with a pen in his hand.

Song Yan walked in through the tables and chairs, just in time to see what was written on the rice paper.

"I would like to write to Hongjian with the covenant of white heads."

"It's good to make the alliance of red leaves, and it will contain a mandarin tree."

"this certificate"

Song Yan wasn't looking at the rice paper, his eyes fell back to his face in the dream.

Although the scar on the young man's face was terrifying, with the marriage letter he wrote, his eyebrows and even the scar seemed to soften.

Not hideous anymore!

(End of this chapter)