The breeze blows across the lake, rippling in circles, and then falling silent.

Jingxian's low and slow voice was as calm as stagnant water, "As the princess expected, the news came from the mansion. ”

Jun's eyebrows were calm, and he asked lightly: "Who is it?" ”

"Mama Xu."

Mama Xu. The old man who has been in the Su Mansion for nearly 20 years, back then, was also the one who served Ah Kite in Zhuangzi.

A trace of doubt crossed Jun's heart, and he half-closed his eyes, "There is Lao Jingxian, it is not appropriate for outsiders to know about the meeting between you and me today." ”

Jingxian: "The slave knows. However, my wife wants to see the eldest princess. ”

Jun was slightly stunned, and then figured it out again, the rumors in the capital in the past few days are indeed not good for Miao, and some things will be clearer if you explain them face-to-face.

"On the day of the Begging Festival, I will visit your family and ask your wife to relax."

The emperor lives up to his wishes.

Su Qianli stayed in the room for three days, and finally made the sachet ready, and almost drove the embroidered aunt crazy.

Su Qianli elbowed Xuan'er, who was fishing for shrimp next to the desk, "Look, can you do it this time?" ”

Xuan'er woke up, opened her still misty eyes, took the sachet and looked left and right, and after a while, said seriously: "Girl, there has been progress." You can see which ones are flowers. ”

Is it only to this extent? Sure enough, I don't have the talent for this. Su Qianli lay on the table in frustration, staring at the sachet rather resentfully.

No matter what, if you don't send it out again, I'm sorry for the injuries I've suffered these days.

Su Qianli sat up again: "Xuan'er, prepare the carriage." ”

The letter of the meeting was sent to Yao Feixue two days ago. Su Qianli went out without alarming the family, and only brought two maidservants and a coachman who drove the car.

The location was chosen in a more remote teahouse. The simple and elegant decoration of the tea pavilion stands far away next to the hustle and bustle of the market, and the deep and quiet alleys are connected on both sides of the road.

There are not many people who come and go, there are all Hongru and Baiding, and the most are scholars and talents. The tea here is of high quality, variety, but not expensive, and generally people with some spare money can afford it.

Su Tongying took her here once, and she tasted a tea called Yinjun Liubu. The bitter and sweet taste lingers on the tip of the tongue for a long time. She has been thinking about it.

Su Qianli got out of the carriage and was led to the private room booked in advance. The building is divided into three floors, and most of the scholars in cloth clothes are gathered on the ground floor.

Su Qianli was wearing a snow-colored cloak, and her small body walked through the lobby, calmly like the wind, not like the weak willow walking like everyone's ladies. The ethereal and beautiful face is cold, and no one is close.

Along the way, it has attracted a lot of attention. Su Qianli lowered her head and walked up the stairs, ignoring the discussions.

"The price is cheap and the tea is good, so it is naturally loved by these scholars. In front of people, he wrote a few sour and indignant poems, and after people, he continued to cling to the powerful and seeking careers. These depressed scholars have done everything they can bend over to seek glory, and only here can they find a little bit of their scholarly arrogance. ”

She clearly recalled Su Tongying's words in her mind.

"Third brother, why do you still have so many good people in the literati circle because you belittle these scholars so much."

Su Qianli has always wondered if this brother with different virtues is really as glorious as outsiders say. She didn't return to Beijing for a long time, but she also heard many rumors about Su Tongying outside.

What is "both civil and military, looking like the son of the god of wind", what "the first son of Shengjing" and so on. But when I really got in touch with him, I found that this "first son" behaved casually, where was half the noble and noble son of a noble family.

At that time, he replied casually, "Well, because I'm different from them." Take this tea pavilion as an example, they came here for tea, for recreation, and to redeem their only remaining pride. I'm here purely interested in this mysterious behind-the-scenes boss. ”

Just for one person. Su Qianli couldn't understand this unusual person's thinking.

Da-da-da-da. The sound of horses' hooves is especially abrupt in the deep alleys. Su Qianli retracted her divergent thoughts and looked down from the window.

Yao Feixue and an accompanying attendant in Tsing Yi arrived on horseback.

The young man on the horse, freshly dressed, shining between his eyebrows, very dazzling, with a smile in his long narrow eyes, glanced at the open window upstairs. Then he turned over and dismounted.

Su Qianli peeked at being caught, and hurriedly retracted her head. Turning his head to Shang Xuan'er, who was full of gossip and looked like I understood. Suddenly the head is big.

After a while, the door was pushed open, followed by Yao Feixue's hearty voice: "Girl! ”

Su Qianli was startled, the tea in her hand almost spilled, she looked up at him, it was okay not to look at it, but she was in a trance a little bit when she saw it.

The young man walked in with a smile on his eyebrows, walking like the wind, and it seemed to be accompanied by the intoxicating aroma of wine, which hit Su Qianli's face.

Yao Fei chose a dark tunic suit, which made his figure more and more slender. Yao Feixue unbuttoned his dark red cloak, threw it to the attendant behind him, and strode over, "I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss my master?" ”

The young man's big words caused Xuan'er on the side to cover his mouth and snicker, and the Tsing Yi attendant who followed Yao Feixue was also stunned, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, this was their arrogant young master on weekdays.

Su Qianli didn't miss the look of the two, and her usually cold face was dyed with an unnatural flush. Angry and angry: "I don't want to. What do you have to think about! ”

"Oh~" Yao Feicho looked at her with light in his eyes, his gaze moved to the window and back, looking at her suggestively.

As if to say: No, who was peeking at me just now?

Su Qianli's ears are red. I feel that my good temper can always be exhausted by his words. I'm afraid that he will hold on to this thing that he wants and doesn't want to let go. Hurriedly took out a pear-white sachet from his arms, and looked at the miserably embroidered canna on the sachet a few times.

That's really ...... It's hard to put into words.

The sachet was pinched in her hand, Su Qianli looked at Yao Feixue's burning gaze, and suddenly couldn't reach out.

This man has a bad heart, and if he gives this to him, he may be laughed at by him.

Thinking about it, Su Qianli stuffed the sachet she had just taken out back, but was suddenly grabbed by a slender and strong hand.

"If you took it out, why did you take it back? What, you can't give it to me? Yao Feixue held her little hand in the palm of her hand and easily rescued the sachet that had been pinched to deformation.

Yao Feixue picked up the sachet and looked at it for a moment, his expression suddenly complicated, and he wanted to laugh and felt novel.

The small sachet has a faint aroma, which is probably caused by the spices inside. The tassel is followed underneath, and the pear-white fabric is soft and smooth, and it is perfect if you embroider it with a delicate pattern. It's just that messy pattern on this sachet......

This embroiderer is really not flattering.

Just look at his face and know how he laughed at himself in his heart. Su Qianli was ashamed and annoyed, and reached out to take back the sachet.

"I know, I don't look good, since you don't like ......"

"Who says I don't like it anymore. What you gave me is mine. ”

The moment before Su Qianli's hand touched the sachet, Yao Feixue took it into his arms and grabbed Su Qianli's other small hand.

The demeanor became more and more intimate, Xuan'er on the side was nervous, and her eyes were staring at Yao Feixue, like a tigress protecting her calves, if Yao Feixue made any small moves, she was afraid that she would tear Yao Feixue apart in the next second.

The gaze was like a torch, which embarrassed the Tsing Yi attendant who wanted to ignore her.

Little boy, you look a little measured, and the maid is guarding you.

Yao Feixue also obviously noticed the maidservant's burning gaze. In the end, he is young and has a good face. His eyes flickered for a few minutes, and he coughed lightly twice before slowly letting go of his hand.

It's not because of the great defense of men and women, Yao Feixue at that time didn't know what love between men and women was.

It's just that the friends he made were all rough men like Qin Ying, and he finally had a delicate female friend, and he didn't know how to get along with her.

Looking around, he said in surprise: "How did you choose this place?" ”

Cha Yu Lou is a gathering place for many literati and ink writers in the capital. He had accompanied Ziyu a few times before, and he never wanted to come again.

"What's wrong with this place, isn't it in Linglong Hall?" Su Qianli withdrew her hands, and he grabbed them tightly, and there was some pain in her wrists.

Su Qianli flattened her mouth and scolded secretly: A reckless man with thick branches and leaves......

"Linglongtang is good, good wine and good food, you can also slaughter Yutang for a meal." Yao Feixue raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

Hiss, she said that this man's mind was bad.

"You don't come to this place much, and you listen to the ridiculous ridicule of the group of sour scholars downstairs, and children are easy to learn badly."

Yao Feixue drank a cup of tea, "But this tea is still good." If you like, you can bring some tea back and enjoy it at home. ”

Su Qianli also poured herself a cup of tea, and couldn't help asking, "Are you familiar with this place?" ”

Yao Feixue took a sip of tea and paused slightly, "I've been here with my friends a few times." ”

Su Qianli immediately thought of Qin Ying in her mind, and immediately denied it, how could someone with such a temperament come here.

"Brother Yutang?" Su Qianli thought about it again and again, but still felt that only this person was more in line with the setting of this teahouse.

Yao Feixue glanced at her with a strange expression, put down the teacup, took her hand again, and said, "Don't always recognize your brother." ”

Su Qianli was suddenly angry: "Where did I recognize it?" ”

Yang Yutang is a few years older than her, and it is not an exaggeration for her to call him Brother Yutang.

Yao Feixue had already taken her hand and walked out the door. "Anyway, no. It's rare that the master doesn't have to train in the school field today, and take you to the capital for a walk, the last time you visited was too short, you didn't have a good time. ”

Su Qianli wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it tightly, and said in her heart: Obviously, you want to play by yourself......

The begging festival is approaching, and the queen knows that Jun Qingsu has always been close to her grandfather's family, so she was allowed to leave the palace and stay at her grandfather's house for two days.

Jun Qingsu came out of the palace early in the morning and brought a box of hand-made snacks, all of which Yao Feixue loved to eat.

Along the way, the mood was superb. When he came to Yao's mansion, he was told that "Gongzi is out of the mansion." ”

Jun Qingsu held the delicate food box, froze in place, and a heart of excitement gradually fell.

Didn't you say okay, wait for me at home......

There is a courtyard in Yao's Mansion dedicated to Jun Qing's residence. Jun Qingsu's expression was gloomy, and she walked into the mansion all the way, and she was extremely familiar with every lane in Yao's mansion. The people saluted.

Jun Qingsu stopped a subordinate: "Did you young lady release it?" ”

The servant said respectfully and said with a smile: "Madame feels sorry for Miss, it was just released the day before yesterday, is the princess going to see Miss?" ”

Jun Qingsu pondered for a moment and said, "No need, Mengyuan should have a good rest just after he came out, what about Madam?" ”

"I should be resting in the house now."

After the last flower party, I don't know if the anger in Mrs. Yao's heart has disappeared, Jun Qingsu wanted to go to visit but was afraid of annoying her, hesitated for a moment, and finally returned to his courtyard.

In Yao's Mansion, there is a courtyard specially placed for her, Zhixing Courtyard.

Zhixingyuan is close to the attic where Mrs. Yao lives, with only a small bamboo forest in between. But it is far from Yao Feixue's courtyard, and even far from the residences of other young ladies in the mansion.

Jun Qingsu sat gloomily on the flower and rattan trellis, his eyes were full of autumn water, but he was uncertain. Holding the rope in one hand, she remembered that this swing was made for her by her own hands.

A azure Luo skirt swayed and hung to the ground, and the delicate and elegant embroidered shoes swayed in the air, revealing the woman's vague and shy sadness and grievance.

Jun Qingshu murmured in his heart, Ziling, when will you come back......

The girls in the house were very kind to this princess who didn't have a princess shelf, and when they saw her in a daze, they covered their mouths and snickered, muttering: Look, the fifth princess is waiting for the young master again.

The organic girl stepped forward to wait with a plate of melon seeds, and she shook her head slightly in a low way to signal the girl to retreat. Xiangya hurriedly glanced at the princess, lowered her eyes again, and sighed silently in her heart.

The princess will be in two years. Xiangya's eyebrows turned slightly, and she looked at the Langya Pavilion behind the bamboo forest.

Mrs. Yao, what do you think?

The breeze passes through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo shadows sway gently and dance. In the attic at the other end of the bamboo forest, cigarette smoke fills the air.

Mrs. Yao leaned back in her rocking chair, her eyes darkened, and fell on the letter in her hand.

Letter from the Marquis of Ningyuan's Mansion.

The little girl is stubborn, she acts more flamboyantly and wantonly, and she collides with Miss Guifu, but the discipline at home is not strict, I apologize, I hope Mrs. forgiveness......

Jingxian looked sideways at Mrs. Yao, and saw that her brows were tightening tighter, thinking that she was planning things in her heart again.

Jing Xian stepped forward and skillfully rubbed Mrs. Yao's temples. "What Mrs. Hou means...... As before? ”

As before. I want to marry the lord of Hehuan into it. Even if the news of the discord between the county lord and Yao Mengyuan spread in the capital.

The ancestor of the Marquis of Ningyuan has the merit of following the dragon. With the blessing of the ancestors, he earned a hereditary throne, and to this day, he is still favored by the saints and enjoys the glory and glory of wealth.

It's just that it's like this, although the men in the Hou Mansion have positions, they are all dispensable idle positions.

Although Marquis Ning Yuan is a marquis with a knighthood, he has no real power in his hands. has been favored for many years, and in the eyes of outsiders, he is at most a favored minister.

is obviously deep in the center of power and government, but it is such an embarrassing existence. It's no wonder that the Hou Mansion is so anxious to cling to the powerful.

Jingxian said: "If you want to cling to the real magnates, those with low families are unwilling, and those with high families can't look down on them." Marquis Ning Yuan was a little anxious, why did they think that the Yao Mansion would agree to this family business. ”

The Marquis of Ningyuan's Mansion wanted to climb the path of the Zhenguo General's Mansion, the first powerful person in the capital, and he thought about it for a long time.

Mrs. Yao closed her eyes, snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Delusional." First of all, no matter what strength they have, with that Hehuan's temperament, it is definitely not suitable for Yao Mansion. ”

Jingxian frowned: "Then Mrs. Hou is too unconscious." ”

Sending her daughter into the house with a blank eye, she didn't look at the virtue of her adopted daughter.

Mrs. Yao's fingers dotted on the armrest of the chair. seemed to suddenly remember: "Qingsu is here." Where's that kid? ”

Jingxian was stunned, thought about it, and said, "The general is not in the house today, and the son went out early in the morning." ”

My father was no longer at home, so he seized the opportunity to go out into the wilderness.

Jingxian paused, and then whispered, "I only took one Ah Liang out...... It seems that I went to look for Miss Su San. ”

Mrs. Yao opened her eyes in surprise, "Looking for that little girl...... thought of something, and laughed twice.

Laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy!"

Jingxian was puzzled: "Madame doesn't stop you?" ”

"What are you doing here? In the future, as long as I go to find that little girl, I will let him go. Add some more secret guards to arrange around him, pay attention to that little girl, and protect a little. ”

Jingxian was slightly shocked in her heart, and opened her mouth several times, but she still didn't speak.

The Su family is under the command of the Yao family, and the two families have always been friends. Could it be ......

In the capital, as several princes grew up, the situation seemed to fluctuate. On the surface, it is still calm, who knows, the turbulent undertide under this dead water.

It was like being wrapped in thick silk, and she could see a few points through the light, her whole body stiffened, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on her back.

Yao Fei chose to underestimate Su Qianli in the end. Walking from Qing'an Street to Qianzhong Chengkou, such a big person actually has such perseverance.

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased, Su Qianli swallowed the last small ball in her mouth and looked up at the sky.

From the end of the sky, the red glow stained half the sky red.

Xuan'er, who was carrying a bunch of snacks behind her, couldn't help but laugh when she saw this: "Enough of the girl?" ”

Well, that's enough, I'm a little tired. Su Qianli turned her head to look at the young man beside her, he was much taller than her, and every time she looked at him, she had to look up at it, which was quite tiring. Compared with her exhaustion, Yao Feixue's face was still the same.

The boy turned his head to look at her. The side face under the slanting sun is very eye-catching, and Su Qianli squinted her eyes with enjoyment.

People, they really love to enjoy.

"Our girl is only ten years old, so she will like the young man, and she will choose the good-looking ones."

Somehow, Miao'er's words suddenly came to mind. Su Qianli felt that her face was a little hot.

I secretly took a bite in my heart, who likes him!

Yao Feixue's narrow and delicate peach eyes shone with broken light, his eyes were fixed on her, and there was a thin gentleness at the tips of his eyebrows.

Su Qianli seemed to be a little stunned.

"Finally tired?" Yao Feixue asked.

Su Qianli lowered her head, "Hmm...... Well, it's time for me to go home. ”

Yao Feixue smiled, as if relieved.

"I'll send you home." At the end, he said, "It's a pity, your body is bone." How suitable it is to practice martial arts, generally girls are soft and weak, where is your ruthlessness......"

Su Qianli: "......"