Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 6 I Adore the Lord

Looking for memories, Wan Yan walked to the trial hall of the government office on the east side.

Su Jizhi should live in the east courtyard.

Wan Yan asked the jailer just now and knew that Su Jizhi was not married yet, so apart from the servants in the East Court, there should be only Su Jizhi.

The girl walked in the dark, deliberately walking lightly.

Although the heart beat like it was about to pop out, the bells rang in the silent night, and the music was still played rhythmically.

Wan Yan keeps cheering herself up, she must seize this rare opportunity.

I heard that Su Jizhi was originally the Minister of Dali Temple, but was demoted to Tongshan Mansion because of something he committed.

Wan Yan is actually a little afraid of this kind of official master.

Especially because Su Jizhi offended the emperor, thinking of that person, Wan Yan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Because he is the emperor, is he casually in charge of other people's fate?
Wan Yan's eyes were blurred and her throat was sore.

Thinking of messy things in her mind, the girl's feet moved quickly, and the bell rang loudly, she didn't believe that Su Jizhi couldn't hear it.

Walking into the east courtyard, a large bamboo forest is swaying in the night.

Wan Yan was in a daze, this scene was very much like the backyard of her house, the place her father loved the most.

With a sore heart, Wan Yan raised her head to keep her tears from streaming down.

Swallowing sorrow, passing through the bamboo forest, the study is close at hand.

Wan Yan took a deep breath, pushed the door open and entered.

The study is clean and tidy, simple and well-organized.

The window facing the courtyard was open, and on the table were pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Su Jizhi should have written not long ago.

The ink in the ink tray is not dry yet.

On the wall behind the table case is a painting "Fishing Snow in the Cold River Alone".

Wan Yan took a closer look, not only shocked but still shocked.

This painting was actually drawn by her!

The original painting was made by Daqi painter Wen Daoyan, Wan Yan liked it, so she copied it, and now she is saving money to redeem herself by selling the painting.

Wan Yan calmed down, not knowing whether Su Jizhi bought the painting because he liked it, or whether he thought it was Master Wen's original work.

Thinking that adults bought her fake, the girl was in a good mood.

The bookshelf stands on the wall, and there are many books, even some rare books from the previous dynasty. Yuan Yan, who likes to read, couldn't help being delighted, and even forgot her identity at the moment.

After flipping through for a while, Yuan Yan reached into the painting bucket, and she opened every scroll to read.

Su Jizhi's reading of the paintings is complicated, but he just likes them, because there are many fakes here.

A gust of wind blows.

The bamboo grove under the moon cast shadows outside the window, Yuan Yan didn't light a candle, and the moonlight was faint in the study.

Wan Yan saw a figure flashing past, and she smelled the familiar fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

he came!
Wan Yan lowered her head, ready to speak, her heart beating like a drum!
The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus is getting stronger and stronger, Wan Yan deliberately pretends not to notice it.

The next moment, Su Jizhi stood under the window, bathed in the moonlight.

Wan Yan still held the opened scroll in her hand.

Su Jizhi walked into the study room, lit a candle, and the dancing candlelight reflected on the faces of the two people.

The girl lowered her head, looking terrified.

"Miss Wanyan, you are in good spirits."

Su Jizhi held up the candle coldly, trying to see her expression clearly.

"Yeah, what a coincidence, Mr. Su hasn't slept yet?"

He caught him squarely, and the shoulders of the girl in front of her were trembling.

The tone is still calm and persistent.

"Miss Wanyan's heart hurts, she must be fine, this is my study..."

A gust of wind blew by, the candle flame jumped twice and went out.

The two stood opposite each other like this.

The darkness gave the girl courage.

Wan Yan raised her head, the moonlight shone on her face, with a faint light, the corners of her eyes were bent, and she seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"My lord, please don't get excited when you see this scene. The reason I came here... It's all because of my lord!"

This is the sentence again.

With a quiet and light voice like a clear spring, the end of the sentence is slightly raised.

For some reason, Su Jizhi's heart beat faster.

The girl in front of her tilted her head, soft and cute.

"My lord, the little girl admires you!"

Su Ji's body shook, "Stop talking nonsense."

"My lord." Wan Yan plucked up her courage, her eyes sparkled, "Because I lived in the mansion with my lord, the little girl couldn't sleep at night, so she wanted to come out for a walk...unknowingly, she broke into the lord's study."

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"When I saw the lord today, the little girl admired her in her heart. Try to get one step closer to the lord. Everyone in the world says that the lord is so beautiful. When I saw you today, it really is."

Humph.

Su Jizhi looked at the girl's calm face, how could she speak such fluent words of admiration in such a frightened situation?
Su Jizhi didn't move for a long time, Wan Yan thought he was moved.

He raised his chin and looked at Su Jizhi lightly, meeting his cold eyes.

He didn't move at all.

Wan Yan hurriedly said again: "My lord, these are all true words. If you don't believe me today, the little girl will say it tomorrow. One day, your lord will understand my intentions."

The wooden man was still silent.

Wan Yan continued: "I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to say these words again, the little girl is daring. As for the real reason why I appear in the study, my lord, I want to go to the toilet, and I don't want to enter the study by mistake."

Wan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally came up with a reason to convince herself.

"Today's experience seems to be a very long dream. When I woke up in the morning and found that Vice General Wei was dead, I was terrified. I knew that everyone was suspicious of me, and I was terrified all day long."

Wan Yan's tone softened, which moved Su Ji's face even more than those words of confession just now.

"My lord, the little girl is an official prostitute, but she is taken care of by her mother. The warmth and care is no less than that of ordinary girls."

Nonsense, you were clearly framed, otherwise how could the hairpin appear at the scene of the crime?

"Although Jiaofangsi is a place of fireworks, I only sell art and not myself."

Wan Yan smiled, and Su Ji's mind fluctuated.

He suddenly remembered what Miao Hong said, Wan Yan's opening price was 1000 taels of silver.

Su Jizhi's chest was swollen, luckily she didn't notice his blushing in the dark.

She just felt that he didn't move.

"Later, my lord came to the Jiaofang Division, and I was labeled as a suspect. No, my lord put me in prison, and the little girl was even more afraid."

In the 24 years of his life, it was the first time that Su Jizhi got so close to a girl and talked so many words.

The girl's gentle feelings, trembling, and panic when expressing her feelings, hit him like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Especially the fragrance on the girl's body and the sound of the bells were infinitely magnified in this dark night.

"My lord, the little girl did not harm Vice-General Wei. I believe in my lord's clear judgment. If my lord can let me leave the prison and live in the West Courtyard, I know that my lord believes in me."

The more Wan Yan speaks, the clearer her thinking becomes, and the more she speaks, the braver she becomes.

She clenched her fists tightly and kept peeking at Su Jizhi's expression.

His expression changed from angry and cold to indifferent and gentle... Against the moonlight, he stood tall and straight like a green pine, and Wan Yan secretly rejoiced that she had made the right bet.

"Back to the west courtyard, the little girl's heart was only in her stomach, but the scene of Vice General Wei's murder still appeared in front of her eyes... My lord, I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come out for a walk."

These words are reasonable, Su Jizhi wanted to suspect that Wan Yan had some conspiracy, and he didn't believe that a girl who couldn't even leave the Jiaofang Secretary, could have any conspiracy?
Is he thinking too much?
Su Jizhi's expression loosened, and Wan Yan saw it.

"Walking out of the west courtyard, I found myself lost. I thought about going to the latrine and going back, but the government office under the moon is really confusing."

"My lord, I was wrong. I shouldn't have entered the study and rummaged through things. I really couldn't help being curious. Your study is full of things I have never seen before. The little girl has increased her knowledge. Please forgive me."

Wan Yan returned the picture scroll in her hand to Su Jizhi, and bent down fiercely; "My lord, the little girl is an official prostitute, she knows a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is also very keen on painting. Please forgive me for disturbing my lord's purity." .”

Go back to the west courtyard.

Wan Yan lay limp on the bed.

This feeling is called escape from death.

(End of this chapter)