Ziqiu choked, with a embarrassed expression, very embarrassed, "It's better... let's go." Isn't this just telling the young master that the servant feels that you are not good at quarreling, and you are not as good as Ji Feng, a child!The young master wants face the most, but anything that has to do with his face must never be slack or neglected.

"It's not bad to quarrel...it's pretty good." The little girl murmured behind her, and found a very "reasonable" excuse for this unacceptable errand, "Young master is not good at quarreling, and if the girl is angry, you can still fight." Find the young master to quarrel and vent your anger, if the young master is good at quarreling and the girl can't win the quarrel, wouldn't it be even more angry?"

"So... it's better to be stupid..."

The little girl murmured behind her, and after she finished speaking, she nodded her head very seriously, and responded, "Mm. That's it..."

Seriously.

Ji Wuyan shook her head and couldn't help laughing, turning her head to look at the girl's plump face under the moonlight, she probably walked a little hurriedly, her breathing was faster than usual, her cheeks were flushed, and her forehead was also brightly colored.His face became more and more flushed, as if he had just picked a red apple with the right color.Ji Wuyan stretched out his hand to pat Ziqiu's face, and asked her softly, "Is your son's mouth not eloquent enough?"

"It seems...that's true too." Ziqiu rubbed the sweat on the tip of his nose and smiled foolishly, "Then tonight's young master...is too abnormal."

White can be called black, and dead can be called alive. If Shangguan Chu's mouth is not strong, there will be no strong mouth in this world.Ji Wuyan walked back with her hands behind her back, squinting her eyes and smiling, and her heart became more and more determined—the elder brother was the unsteady part of Second Master Ning's calmness, and Second Master Ning was also the poorest of words at the end of his eloquent tongue.These two people... are not of the same age, but unexpectedly they have an indescribable tacit understanding.

"It's... interesting."

……

The autumn wind blows slowly through the tree-lined paths, through the shadows of the whirling trees, and through the open window, blowing over the faces of sleeping or nightmares, the students who are still writing, and the beds The man with a clear face was leaning against the soft pillow on the bed, and there was an account book spread out on the brocade quilt, but he didn't read a word.

How could there be any hint of drunkenness in a pair of beautiful fox eyes?

After a while, he lowered his eyes and smiled, his eyes were gentle, and his words were distasteful, "Huh... worry about me? Will he worry about me?...that ugly man..."

Qing Shan retreated to the door without saying a word, and closed the door, thinking, in the eyes of this ancestor, there are only three kinds of men in the world, himself, other men, and the ugly man Ning Xiuren.

This... is not a special treatment.It's probably just...the authorities are delusional.

……

The next day, near the time of lunch, the gate of Fengchenju was closed and closed for business, the two young servants lowered their eyebrows and asked questions, they couldn't make a dull fart with a stick.

There are also sharp-eyed ones, who suddenly realized that the two young men at the door were very strange, and immediately aroused a little curiosity, and did not go far, just found a corner and watched from a distance with their hands in their sleeve pockets.

I didn't see anyone for a long time, so I could only leave disappointed.

In the elegant room on the second floor of Fengchenju, tea and snacks were prepared early, and incense was also lit to soothe the mind.

At noon, Chen Yinuo came early, more than an hour earlier. At that time, Fengchenju hadn't opened the door yet. He lingered at the door for a long time with black and blue eye circles, but he didn't have the nerve to knock on the door. Squatting on the steps, thinking about how to meet people when meeting people, how to behave if Ji Wuyan is there, pretending not to know, or revealing a little guesswork?After meeting, how should we greet each other and get to the point? Should we be more polite or warm?
These problems didn't start to cause headaches when he arrived at the gate of Fengchenju, but earlier, when Senior Chen Song's intention to meet him was conveyed to him.

He didn't seem to realize that he now called Chen Song "senior", not Chen Song's traitor.

Even though the truth of the matter is not yet clear, subconsciously, he has firmly believed in Chen Song's innocence. As for wanting to meet and ask questions, he just wants to figure out how he should choose next, and how the Chen family should choose... ...Because of this, he felt more and more ashamed to see his seniors.

It's just that, after hesitating for a whole night and half a day without getting answers to these questions, when I saw Chen Song himself, I didn't say the answers... even the questions were thrown thousands of miles away. up.

He watched Imperial Physician Chen exchanging greetings with his seniors and Ji Wuyan, and saw Elder Chen nodding his head to greet him, with a gentle expression as if the previous unhappiness did not exist at all. Chen Yinuo could only blame himself now, He could only hesitantly followed Chen Taiyi and sat down.

Then, Chen Yinuo saw that the little princess, who was probably the young master of Qingya Villa in Yunzhou, and who was truly wealthy, poured tea for Chen Song, and also poured tea for Imperial Physician Chen. He leaned over, thanked him and took it with both hands, and then seeing that it was Chen Yinuo's turn, he stood up and subconsciously grabbed the teapot in Ji Wuyan's hand. In a hurry... the hot tea splashed on the back of his hand , He was so hot that he almost jumped up with an "Aww".

Ji Wuyan was also taken aback, and hurriedly put the teapot down to look at his hands, Chen Yinuo sneered and put the hands that were as red as boiled pig's trotters behind his back, pretending to smile at the three people in front of him, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just splashed, it's okay, just go back and apply some ointment."

Ji Wuyan was a little worried, and leaned forward to look while maintaining a half-up position, but Chen Yinuo turned his hands away more and more, enduring the pain and wiped behind him unintentionally, "It's okay, it's really okay, Wuyan Sit down too, girl, I'll do it myself." As he spoke, he poured tea for himself with the other hand.

Old Chen frowned a little worried, Chen Yinuo's hand was hidden too quickly, and he didn't see it clearly, but he felt quite red in a blink of an eye... But thinking that Chen Yinuo was one of the younger generations of the Chen family Naturally, some small burns were no problem, and he immediately nodded to Ji Wuyan, "Sit down, girl. It's okay...forgot what the Chen family does?"

Also.

Ji Wuyan nodded and chuckled, "I'm worrying too much."

The sense of touch on the back of the hand seems to have become particularly sharp, even if it is just lightly brushed against the material of the clothes, there will be a fine layer of pain.Chen Yinuo became more and more annoyed, and felt that he really couldn't do anything...

Thinking of this, he remembered how he had come to the door recklessly before, and he lowered his head in a low mood and stopped talking.

As for the question of how to behave that I haven't considered in the morning...who cares?

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