Zhao Teng roughly calculated, this letter will take about six to seven days from the capital to Xiliang, if his parents don't have to think about it for a long time, they may be able to make a decision within three days, then it will be about half a month later when he receives the letter from his parents. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The success or failure of the matter is all in this move.

Zhao Teng waited wholeheartedly.

Next, Zhao Teng still reads books with Zhao Gan every day, practices swords together, and even eats together. Their relationship seems to be even better than when Zhao Teng first returned to Beijing.

But they still never mentioned Miss Wen to each other, as if they had forgotten about her.

said that Wen Shenghao had been thinking about how to thank Zhao Teng and Zhao Qian since Wen Hui was rescued.

So he called the whole family together that night to discuss.

"After all, this is a life-saving grace, and a verbal thank you still doesn't mean enough, not to mention that everyone lives in the same city." Wen Shenghao said.

But what is it about giving something that will both show gratitude and make them like it? A person from such a prominent family as them has seen more good things, and he really can't figure out what can get into their eyes.

"Hui'er's embroidery is very good, do you want to ......," Wen Shenghao's wife Zhang timidly proposed.

After all, she had never had direct contact with people like them in her life, so she inevitably felt a little stressed when talking about them.

Wen Shenghao waved his hand and said: "Hui'er's embroidery is indeed excellent, but when you send embroidery, it is quite like expressing love between men and women...... I'm afraid it's not quite right. ”

If this causes misunderstanding, it will ruin Wen Hui's reputation.

"Or send the four treasures of the study?" Mrs. Zhang proposed again.

"That's a good idea." Wen Shenghao said, looked at Wen Hui and asked, "How does Hui'er feel?" ”

Wen Hui thought for a while and said softly: "Sending the four treasures of the study room is indeed very generous and decent, but even if it is made of materials such as white jade, jadeite, and thousand-year-old pine stone, it may not be a rare thing in their eyes, so it doesn't seem to be very prominent." ”

Wen Hui felt that the thing given to them did not have to be expensive, but the meaning and intention must be enough.

Suddenly, Wen Hui's thoughts suddenly brightened, and she smiled: "Why don't you give each of them a glass Guanyin statue that has opened the light?" ”

When thinking about all the images of wisdom, beauty, and compassion, Guanyin always appears first in Wenhui's mind.

They saved her, and their actions also reminded her of Guanyin, who saved the suffering.

Wen Shenghao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said again and again: "This is a good idea." ”

Mrs. Zhang also said with a satisfied face: "Well, it's good to send Guanyin." ”

So Wen Shenghao went to Jinglong Temple the next day to buy two glazed Guanyin statues, and asked the master of the temple to open the light, and then put two exquisite wooden boxes and put in Wen Hui's handwritten thank you letter.

Everything is ready.

Wen Shenghao then sent people to send them to Zhao Qian and Zhao Teng.

Wen Hui's thank you letter was written affectionately and sincerely, the words were appropriate, and the handwriting was as beautiful and pleasing as her person, which made Zhao Teng and Zhao Gan's hearts soft, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in happiness.

Zhao Teng decided to visit Wen Shenghao in person tomorrow.

He wanted to get closer to Wen Shenghao first and make a good impression on him.

At the same time, he also wanted to meet Wen Hui, who made him think about it for a long time.

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Teng really went to Wenfu.

However, on this day, it happened that Wen Shenghao did not come back late because he had some urgent matters to do in the yamen, and the work of receiving Zhao Teng had to be done by Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang thought that Zhao Teng was Wenhui's life-saving benefactor, so she also asked Wenhui to come out to entertain.

When Wen Hui heard that Zhao Teng was coming to visit, she immediately dressed up to greet her.

When Zhao Teng saw Wen Hui, his eyes and thoughts were all on her, and he didn't even know what Mrs. Zhang said.

During the banquet, although Zhao Teng looked like he was listening carefully to Mrs. Zhang's speech, his eyes always stayed on Wen Hui, who was less than three feet away from him.

Wen Hui's face was flushed and hot from his hot gaze, and her whole heart was beating fast like a deer.

Although he is only twelve years old, because he reads a lot of books on weekdays, Wen Hui also knows what his gaze represents.

Indeed, Zhao Teng's appearance, conversation and slightly wild temperament are very much in line with her heart.

It's just that she also heard that people from the imperial family often consider marrying wives based on political background and family interests, so the families who can form a family with them are either prominent or powerful.

Although the Wen family is also a family of poetry and books, if you talk about life experience and power, it is not even ranked in the top 100 among the big families and famous families in the country, will the people of the emperor's family afford such a family?

Thinking about it rationally, Wen Hui knew that it was unlikely. Even if Zhao Teng likes her, it may not be possible.

After all, from a political point of view, the Wen family can't help them or anything.

Although she herself does not appreciate this kind of political marriage that values interests over feelings, she does not deny the practical role of this marriage.

Thinking of this, Wen Hui's eyes darkened.

Forget it, don't think too much, Wen Hui said to herself.

However, the man sitting across from her, his fiery gaze, the enthusiasm and wildness that emanated from him, silently attracted her, and she could not help but quietly raise her eyes to look at him.

He happened to be watching her, too.

Wen Hui's heart suddenly seemed to have been hit by something, and she hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

After a while, she looked at him again.

In this way, they look at each other more and more often, and for longer and longer. The gaze they looked at each other became more fiery and bold each time.

He liked her, madly.

There is no doubt about that.

She herself knows it well.

Right now, she was immersed in his fiery love, but at the same time she was faintly afraid.

She didn't know what she was afraid of.

When he took his leave, he deliberately passed by her.

She hurriedly lowered her head.

"I'll be back tomorrow." He spoke to her in a whispered voice.

She heard it clearly, and her face burned like fire in an instant. She wanted to shake her head, but it turned out to be a nod.

He walked away satisfied.

The next day, Zhao Teng arrived at Wenfu in the afternoon.

At that time, Mrs. Zhang and Wen Hui were both taking a lunch break.

The maids hurriedly greeted and prepared to wake up Mrs. Zhang.

Zhao Teng raised his hand to stop him: "No need, I'll wait a while." Then he asked, "Is the lady taking a lunch break in the boudoir or somewhere else?" ”

A maid replied, "The young lady fell asleep on the swing in front of the boudoir door." ”

Zhao Teng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and said, "Can I go and see her?" ”

But the lord and the lady had already set the rule that no outsiders were allowed to step into the yard of the young lady.

The maids looked at each other, not daring to answer. (To be continued.) )