Yan Jinxuan, who came back to his senses from his memory, cast his eyes on the wooden bench in the center of the courtyard, remembering the situation of sitting there and chatting with Su Shanyun last night, a smile rippled at the corner of his mouth, and his heart was instantly full of tenderness and sweetness.

He strode towards it and took the place where he had sat last night.

Su Shanyun's sweet face, gentle voice, quiet expression and a pair of shy but very emotional eyes suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although Su Shanyun is young, she is knowledgeable in answering every question he asks. Her mind is not poor.

If he didn't look at her face and just listen to her, he would think that this was a woman over twenty years old. She has a rich heart, a gentle temperament, and is not narrow-minded. She has a certain comprehension of what he says, and can skillfully grasp some of the things he has not yet said, so she can talk to him about love and life, and there is no lack of unique insights.

This sets her apart from other otaku women.

No one knew the joy he felt when he saw that she possessed these qualities, as if something he had been searching for in the world had been found at last, and it seemed to him to be just what he wanted.

Is this a fateful arrangement?

He couldn't help but think of the strange feeling he had when he first saw her.

At that time, he had just returned from the northwestern wilderness to control the waters.

After more than two months of work, he felt extremely tired physically and mentally, so he rushed back to his home in Tianjin after reporting to his superiors in the capital, wanting to rest for a few days.

When he arrived in Tianjin, it was the morning, out of etiquette and respect, he went home and put down his luggage and went to his cousin's house only one alley away to ask for a wait, but he didn't expect to see Su Shanyun who was blindfolded and groping under the tree on the way from the hand-copying verandah to Qingzhuxuan.

For a moment he thought she was blind, so he couldn't help but pay attention.

As he gets closer to her, he realizes that she is playing a game of hide and seek, but the man who played the captured man has nowhere to go.

He saw her groping around over and over again, and suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart, so he thought that he might go over and let her catch the person she wanted to catch, so that she would have to keep touching in vain.

So he walked slowly towards her, deliberately as far as she could touch, and she threw herself into his arms. He knew she was unconscious at that moment, but he still felt something different when her hands caressed his waist, so he almost wanted to push her away and run away.

At that moment, he was afraid that she would know who he was.

After all, he didn't care if men and women were intimate or not, but he had to take care of her reputation, and he was also worried that she would think he was a disciple.

Unexpectedly, when she judged by her sense of touch that he was not the person she was going to catch, she showed a look even more frightened than him, and also subconsciously dodged, but unfortunately there were steps behind her, so he couldn't help but hurry forward to pull her.

When she was still there, he fled and left.

But later, I saw her again at my own home, and learned that she got along very happily with her mother, so I slowly had further contact with her.

This kind of acquaintance can be regarded as a kind of fate.

Later contact made him discover that there is a unique and incomparably precious quality in her—tenderness, which can be felt in the tone of her voice, the way she looks at people, and her thoughts. They silently pressed against his tired, depressed heart, making him want to be close to her, to have her.

Oh yes, wanting to have, that feeling grew intensely and powerfully in his heart.

Because of the thought of this feeling, his face at this moment was a little excited, as if he was undergoing a test of great happiness and great pain. He took a deep breath.

The day after tomorrow is going to the Ninth Prince's house, he has to make some preparations quietly.

He knew that his mood for going this time was different from his usual mood again.

In the blink of an eye, the third day came, and it was the day of his rest.

Last night, Yan Yunpei and Mrs. Lu helped prepare gifts, and there were more than a dozen large and small bags.

Yan Jinxuan brought some gold and stone calligraphy and paintings to the Nine Princes, and prepared a few pieces of jewelry and a few bags of snacks brought back from Tianjin for the princess and Zhu Qingmei.

The mansion of the Nine Princes is located in Daxing Hutong, which is less than ten miles away from the palace. When Yan Jinxuan arrived, there was already a housekeeper-like person and a few maids waiting at the door, Yan Jinxuan said hello to them and walked straight to Rupuju, where the Nine Princes worked at home, and Honkatsu and the housekeepers and maids followed behind with the gifts he brought.

The palace is very wide, and it is full of the luxury of the royal residence. But in some details, there is also the style of scribes, all because the Nine Princes are also good at chanting poetry and playing the qin in their spare time.

Walking through the long hand-copying verandah and turning through countless rockeries, Rupuju appeared in front of Yan Jinxuan.

Through the open windows of Rupuju, Yan Jinxuan saw the Nine Princes sitting in it from a distance—he was talking to a few men in brocade clothes at this time.

It seemed that he had guests, so Yan Jinxuan sat down in the hall here.

Immediately, five or six maids came up with all sorts of snacks. Immediately, a maid came in and said, "Lord Yan, the princess is here." ”

Yan Jinxuan immediately got up and saluted her.

"I heard you've done something big lately." Princess Li said as she motioned for him to sit down.

She wanted Yan Jinxuan to talk to her about it.

The Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince were not born to the same biological mother, so the matter of the Yan family's father and son catching the Seventh Prince alive would not cause them an emotional blow, but it also let them know that the Yan family's father and son are obviously more and more important to the emperor now.

Since they even dare to arrest the prince, they have to be afraid of getting along with him.

"It's just doing what I'm told." Yan Jinxuan replied modestly.

The princess smiled slightly and said, "The emperor can order you to do this, which shows that the emperor recognizes your ability." ”

"Yes, so we have always been sincerely afraid of the grace of Qilong, and we dare not have the slightest negligence." Yan Jinxuan replied in a serious tone.

He can also say things without leaks.

The princess nodded approvingly.

Yan Jinxuan took out all the gifts given to her and Zhu Qingmei.

Women have an instinctive preference for jewelry, and Yan Jinxuan's eye for picking these things is very unique, so she couldn't help but smile after reading it, and even said: "Lord Yan is too polite!" ”

After that, let people call Zhu Qingmei.

While waiting for Zhu Qingmei's arrival, Yan Jinxuan's expression was very calm, so calm that even the princess was doubting - did he really like Zhu Qingmei?

She observed his expression when he got along with Zhu Qingmei, and found that he had always been gentle and elegant, with a faint smile on his face, his eyes full of self-cultivation, generous and appropriate words, and his tone was very patient.

He seemed as calm as a mountain, but she was faintly aware of a steely will within him, which made her realize that he was not as easy to deal with as he seemed.

But only a person like him can lower a person with a temper like Zhu Qingmei.

The princess thought to herself. (To be continued.) )