"That's the person who wants to live with you for the rest of your life in the future, and Dad naturally hopes that you can fall in love. As long as that person doesn't have those messy pickles in his family, he is also decent, regardless of his background, and is willing to join our family. Master Zhu looked at this matter openly, he felt that he had a good relationship with his wife, and he wanted his daughter to be as happy as him.

Zhu Yao took a sip of tea and pursed her lips: "My daughter met a student on the street a few days ago who entered Beijing to take the exam, when he was stolen by a thief and his money bag was stolen, or Nanshi helped him find it." That person was really tight, and said that when he was released, he would come to our house to thank him if he had fame. ”

As soon as she said this, Master Zhu immediately understood what she meant.

"Okay, then Daddy is waiting for the man to come to the door. The father of the son-in-law under this list is old, so he won't mix it up. Master Zhu was in a good mood and laughed twice.

Zhu Yao pursed her lips and drank tea, lowered her head to hide the look in her eyes.

Wan Xiang stood behind Zhu Yao in a regular manner, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and her eyes did not squint. But I have already whispered in my heart.

It's over, it's over, she thinks there's something wrong with Miss, if it was left in the past, how could Miss take a fancy to such a poor scholar. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible, and the stories of the vixens in the various books were turning around in her mind one by one, and she was even wondering if she was going to go to the street tomorrow to buy some rune paper and come back.

After drinking a cup of tea, Master Zhu went to the study, and Zhu Yao slowly paced for a walk in the garden. For others, eyesight will always be affected by the night, but in Zhu Yao's case, this problem does not exist at all. Because she used the soul body at the beginning, and the night is her favorite. The evening breeze sent bursts of aroma, which drifted into Zhu Yao's nose along the wind. Zhu Yao's footsteps moved slightly, and when Wanxiang looked again, her young lady was already a few feet away. Wanxiang opened her mouth wide in surprise, and just wanted to scream, but suddenly remembered that the book said that fox spirits eat people's hearts, and immediately covered her mouth again, and swallowed back the scream that reached her mouth. His eyes were so frightened that he didn't dare to follow Zhu Yao, so he turned around and ran towards the group room of the next person.

Zhu Yao followed the fragrance all the way to a strange garden. The garden was in the northwest corner of Zhu's mansion, and Zhu Yao had never been there before. It wasn't time to put the spoon on the inner door, but the garden had been closed early. Zhu Yao stood at the gate of the garden, didn't hear any movement from inside, and couldn't help frowning. It can't be wrong, her nose won't lie to her, it's a scent she is very familiar with, and she has smelled it on Zhongli in the previous life for decades.

Zhu Yao clenched her fists and bit her lip, suppressing her urge to knock on the door. After a long time, the moon crept up, and then she slowly turned around and went back to her garden. On the way back, she was almost floating all the way, and when she entered the bedroom, the cold touch of her cheeks made her reach out and touch it, only to touch the tears on her face.

"Sister Wanxiang, Miss is back, Miss said to let you go. Button, the door of Wanxiang's room was knocked, and outside the door, the voice of a third-class girl in Zhu Yao's room sounded crisply. 89