At the other end, inside the palace

"Dad, do you mean to say that I and Miss Han have no marriage contract" Wang Xifeng put his hands on the desk, deliberately raising the decibels, and his light-colored pupils shone brightly.

"What a lie to you!" was drinking a little tea, and Master Wang, who was lying on the Taishi chair reading a book, rolled his eyes and ignored it.

Sure enough, the children of this life are the debts of the past life.

"Then why?" Wang Xifeng couldn't hide a smile on his face at the moment, the corners of his mouth were about to crack to the back of his head, and he still couldn't help but wonder if if there was no engagement contract, that Miss Han, who had never known her, was snubbed because she told Lin Chaoge that she was his fiancée, so that his narrator was cold.

This revenge is not a gentleman, but if the other party is a woman, how should he deal with himself.

"I heard that my father is because Miss Han and your mother had a very good relationship in the early years, but they were friends with a handkerchief in the boudoir, and this marriage contract is just a joke that the two of them have a good time when they see you, and it can't be true, and you can ask your mother to go to other details, so as not to nag for your father" Mr. Wang put down the yellowed book that he had read to the halfest, and picked up the newly renewed hot tea in the cup of white porcelain plum blossom on the small rosewood table with a well-maintained hand, and the lid of the cup was gently swiped to soak the leaves.

Not long after returning from the mansion, Master Wang, who had just returned to the mansion and had not rested, was told by the housekeeper Uncle Zhang that Luoyang College had been closed for two days in advance. The young master waited for the master in the study for a long time.

In the study, there is a pitch-black rosewood desk, on which are all kinds of celebrity texts, and dozens of treasure inkstones, and the pen is hung with all kinds of wolf pen and ink.

On that side, there is a large blue and white porcelain Ru kiln flower sac, in which there are a few bunches of half-opened roses. On the west wall, there is a large rice Xiangyang's "Smoke and Rain Map", and a couplet is hung on the left and right, which is Yan Lugong's ink, and its word cloud: Yanxia idle bones, Quanshiye career. It gives people the impression that the overall width is dense and the details are dense, full of a chic and elegant bookish atmosphere.

"Okay, thank you Dad, then I have to explain to Lin Yan as soon as possible" After Wang Xifeng got the answer he wanted, he didn't want to stay at home for a moment, and he couldn't wait to immediately pull out his legs and run to the side of the beauty.

"Stop" was raising his legs and slipping to the door, when he heard the stern shouting of Master Wang behind him.

"Dad, are you okay?" After turning around, he pinched the back of his hand uneasily, signaling himself not to think too much.

"If there is a distinguished guest at home later, you should not go out" put down the cup in his hand, and his words were solemn and inviolable.

"But Daddy......" was about to say something, but a pair of Daddy's eyes shuddered, obviously he knew that Master Wang was serious this time.

"Okay, I know" Wang Xifeng met his father's warning eyes, so he had to put out his thoughts, and returned to the courtyard where he lived sullenly.

Because of Miss Han's arrival, Mrs. Wang finally had a rare opportunity to decorate the girl's boudoir again after many years.

Green gauze tent, blue window, treasure pavilion, exquisite shelf, blue and white porcelain pillow, she also rummaged through the library with great interest, what is delicate and interesting, take anything, send it into the room, without distress, just throw it full, and people shake their heads.

Or Master Wang really couldn't stand her messy eyes, so he took matters into his own hands, commanded the people to clean up again, arranged the room in a staggered manner, threw away the gold and jade things, and replaced them with paper, ink, pen, inkstone, and celebrity calligraphy and painting, and finally had the atmosphere of everyone in Kyoto.

Looking at the refreshing room, Mrs. Wang pinched the embroidered handkerchief and explained embarrassedly: "I never fiddle with these. ”

Master Wang patted her on the shoulder dotingly: "It's okay, it's good if you have a husband."

In the evening, Mrs. Wang got the news at home and hurriedly sent someone to the door to pick it up.

At that time, the streets of the official mansion in Luoyang City were long gone, only the sound of horse-drawn carriages rolling past the wheels.

The carriage drove slowly through the streets, the horses' hooves trampled rapidly, a loud cry came out of their noses, a breath of white air, and a long neigh, and there were only two horses pulling the cart, handsome and strong, and the hooves of the horses clattered against the ground, splashing bursts of sand mist.

A low-key and restrained black carriage stopped at the gate of the Luoyang County Shouwang's Mansion, and the servants helped unload the things and send them into the prepared courtyard.

Luoyang County guards the gate of the king's mansion

Mrs. Wang came out early with a few housekeepers and ladies to greet her. Others were also quietly watching the excitement not far away, and there was also Wang Xifeng, who was forced to gather people's heads and was full of reluctance.

Under the begonia flower tree, the light yellow sedan curtain was gently lifted, and a clean and pretty little beauty walked out, combing black buns, wearing pink silk clothes, embellished with a few small beaded silk flowers that are on the rise, although there are a few freckles on the delicate and lovely melon seeds, but they do not hide their beauty, their eyes smile like a crooked crescent moon, and a pair of lively and lovely pear vortices at the corners of their mouths are pleasing to look at.

This is Miss Han, right? Seeing that it was not difficult to get along with, Liu Yang breathed a sigh of relief in the distance, but his brows did not stretch.

Unexpectedly, the little beauty turned around and saluted, respectfully raised the sedan curtain, and said playfully: "Girl, it's here." ”

In the carriage, a hand was gently stretched out and put on the shoulder of the little beauty.

The "hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat" and "spring onions and jade fingers are like orchids" described in the play are displayed in front of everyone, just with this fair, delicate, soft and flawless hand, it is so beautiful that people take their breath away.

Everyone saw a young yellow silk robe slowly walking out of the carriage, with a plain white gauze coat, which was also a standard lady's makeup, extremely elegant dress, the wind blew, a little thin, I saw pity.

Goose egg face, slender eyebrows, soft and tactful voice, coquettish demeanor, bright eyes and bright teeth, delicate complexion, although not the top beauty, but also a gentle and virtuous housewife candidate, everyone's beautiful state at a glance.

Han Wanran slowly walked down from the sedan chair, and the red begonia flowers on the branches suddenly lost their brilliance. Flowers are like cheeks, eyebrows are like willows, words are like springs, and smiles are slightly annoyed.

There was a crisp sound.

It was the child who was serving outside who was so fascinated that he accidentally knocked over the white porcelain plate containing the pastry, waking everyone up.

Although Liu Yang was sluggish, when he saw someone coming, he was a little nervous for some reason, and pulled Wang Xifeng's sleeve and said suspiciously: "Young master... This one...... Miss Han doesn't seem to be as good-looking as Lin Xiaolangjun? ”

"Why not? The two Miss Han together are not as good-looking as my Lin Yan. For his own Lin Chaoge's face, Wang Xifeng is really convinced.

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she silently recited in her heart seventeen or eighteen times that this was the meat that fell out of her pregnancy in October, and she couldn't be out late and closed the door to clean up, so she calmed down.

Mrs. Wang glared at Wang Xifeng, and the lotus step moved slightly, and then she smiled and stepped forward.

"Aunt Wang heard a letter from Su Fen (Han Wanran's mother's best friend) a few days ago saying that Wanran was coming, she was very happy, she must have worked hard all the way, Aunt Wang will take you to settle down first?"

"Isn't it the distance from the academy to the palace? Isn't it just three hours away, where is it far away, my mother is really making a fuss, and I haven't seen you say half a hard time to me" Wang Xifeng clasped his hands to his chest, shook the bridge of his nose, and his face was full of dissatisfaction.

Looking at this Miss Han now, coupled with the fact that he was wronged by Lin Yan, it is not pleasing to the eye, but sure enough, it is still his own Lin Yan, and it is fragrant and soft when he hugs it.

"Shut up, I'll let your father clean you up later" Mrs. Wang glared back at the past with hatred again, and the warning was self-evident.

Wang Xifeng suddenly sighed.

Han Wanran lowered her head embarrassedly and said shyly, "It's Wanran who disturbed." ”

"It's all my own family, don't bother if you have anything to disturb, Wanran is too outside!" Old Man Wang arrived before he heard the sound, he was wearing court clothes, and it was obvious that he had no time to change it in front.

Master Wang: "The last time we met, you weren't even on my chest, and now you're not a lot taller." ”

"Your father has been doing well lately."

Han Wanran's figure paused slightly, then quickly turned around, bowed her head and saw that her slender and elegant neck like a swan was exposed at the collar, she lowered her eyes and said with a smile: "Aunt Wang... Uncle Wang...".

When Mrs. Wang saw it, she liked it even more, took her hand and said softly: "Wanran is really a female college eighteen changes, Aunt Wang almost can't recognize it, the longer she grows, the more beautiful she becomes." ”

Han Wanran said softly: "Aunt Wang hasn't changed much, she is still as young and beautiful as I remember." ”

Mrs. Wang smiled: "It's been eight years, and you have grown up, how can you be the same as before?" ”

"But what you say is true, it is really from the bottom of your heart"

Mrs. Wang covered her lips and smiled: "But Wanran is getting more and more beautiful, and she has grown into a big girl."

Wang Xifeng admired the beauty for a long time, and couldn't help shaking his head, but his own Lin Yan was still good-looking.

Mrs. Wang left Wang Xifeng in her emotion, took Han Wanran by the hand, and led her to the arranged courtyard diligently.

Before leaving, Han Wanran quietly glanced at Wang Xifeng, the waves were flowing, and the corners of her mouth were smearing with a smile, which was fleeting.

Is it Qiu Bo? Autumn waves that reunite after a long absence?

Han Wanran was placed in the Luoyue Xuan, near Wang Xifeng's Sycamore Courtyard, with black tiles and white walls, five or six sycamore trees planted in a staggered manner, dotted with seven or eight roses.

The faint fragrance of peach blossoms fills his side, the hollow carved windows shine into the speckled sunlight, and the bronze mirror is placed on the wooden dresser, and the room is so fresh and leisurely, elegant and quiet.

Mrs. Wang took Han Wanran's hand and sat down: "Aunt Wang remembers that you like autumn, this courtyard is built according to the autumn scenery, now it is September, the roses are blooming, the chrysanthemums are proud of the frost and snow, I think you like it." ”

"Thank you Aunt Wang for remembering these little things."

Thinking of the past in their childhood, the two laughed non-stop, Wang Xifeng waited impatiently, thinking that his mother would accompany Han Wanran to eat, so he ate some ointment to pad his stomach, and soon after, a drizzle fell in the sky, which lasted until late at night.

Outside, the rain grew louder, mixed with lightning and thunder, and the wind blew the trees, and the branches danced and made a noisy sound.

"Young Master, will it be too dangerous to go out this big night!"