Walking out of the Scripture Hall, Guan Yan turned to Cai Yan behind him and said slightly: "Thank you, Miss, for your help!" ”

Cai Yan's hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing a wide Confucian robe, which made her delicate figure looming, and she looked more and more proud.

Maybe he was really frightened just now, Cai Yan's cheeks still had a hint of redness, like ripe peaches, and people couldn't help but want to step forward and take a bite.

When Cai Yan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dryly: "This... Miss Ben also couldn't tolerate these treacherous people, so she reprimanded her. Cai Yan stretched out his thin fingers and pointed at Guan Yan: "Guan Wende, don't misunderstand, no matter who it is today, I will help you!" ”

Cai Yan was afraid that Guan Yan would misunderstand, so he hurriedly made a statement to clear up the relationship.

This kind of action similar to "there are no silver three hundred taels here" made Guan Yan couldn't help laughing, and this malicious smile made Cai Yan very annoyed. At that moment, Cai Yan took a few steps forward angrily and slammed a kick on Guan Yan's foot.

Due to the intense pain coming from the surface of his feet, Guan Yan's face, which was still on his face just now, instantly twisted into a ball.

"Oops!"

Guan Yan buried his body, covered his feet, and thought in his heart: It seems that no matter how many thousands of years pass, this woman's love of stepping on other people's feet will not change.

Cai Yan looked at Guan Yan's appearance, and then he was relieved. Cai Yan glanced at Guan Yan, who was squatting on the ground, shook his robe lightly, and turned to leave after snorting.

Knowing that Cai Yan was leaving, Cao Cao hurriedly squatted down and crossed Guan Yan with his hand and said, "Wende is okay?" ”

Guan Yan slowly stood up on one foot, twisted his face and looked at Cao Cao and said in a deep voice, "Okay? Do you try? ”

Cao Cao laughed dryly and helped Guan Yan up: "Hehe, don't try, don't try, come on, come on, I'll do Dong today, drink a cup!" ”

"Good! Drink it! ”

Guan Yan hooked Cao Cao's shoulders and limped towards the bustling Qinglong Street.

Puhua's blue-glazed teacup was slammed on the bluestone slab, and the tea in the cup burst out with the tea leaves that had just been unfolded.

"This Yuan Highway is too presumptuous!" Cai Yong waited for his eyes, and because he was too angry, the white beard under his chin shook with the twitching of his cheeks: "Don't think that he can walk sideways in Luoyang City from the fourth generation of the Yuan family, the old man is not afraid of him!" ”

Cai Yan on the side didn't expect his father to be so angry when he heard what happened to him just now!

"Father, dissipate your anger, don't hurt your body!"

Cai Yan walked behind Cai Yong and gently slapped Cai Yong's back.

Cai Yong caught a glimpse of Cai Yan's Confucian robe, and couldn't help frowning again: "Zhao Ji! It's not for the father to say you, your daughter's family, it's always a bit unruly to dress like this and show your head! ”

Cai Yan pouted: "Uncle Zheng's father preached the scripture feast, Zhaoji hasn't heard it for several years, this time the scripture feast is held in Luoyang, how can I miss it?" ”

Cai Yong shook his head: "Zhaoji, this time and that time, don't you know your own ......?"

When Cai Yong said generally, he turned his head to look at Cai Yan, who was also with tight eyebrows behind him, and he didn't speak, but shook his head deeply here.

Cai Yan knows that although she is innocent now, her identity has become a widowed widow!

The father and daughter brought up this thing that should not be mentioned, and for a while, the atmosphere in the room became a little awkward.

Cai Yong coughed twice: "Zhaoji, being a father is not the kind of pedantic person, if there is someone you like, tell your father earlier!" ”

Cai Yan's face turned red and said coquettishly: "Father, what did you say?" ”

"Huh." Cai Yong patted Cai Yan's hand: "But Zhaoji, but for the father, you can say it first, no matter who you like, no matter how ugly this person's family background is, but he must be innocent; Furthermore, it must be someone who has never been married! ”

This sentence did not attract any answer from Cai Yan, in this era, no matter how good your family background is and how good your own conditions are, as a married woman, will you still find a suitable Langjun?

A figure floated in Cai Yan's heart, and he silently asked himself: Will it?