Looking at the withered lotus petals on the water, Yan Zenyi became inexplicably melancholy.

She is about to be separated from her lover, maybe a year or two, maybe three or five years. Even if she firmly believes that they will be together in the end, in the face of this unknown separation, her heart will still be full of indescribable lovesickness.

"Why are you helping me today?" A beautiful female voice came from outside the pavilion, and Yan Zenyi didn't need to look back to know that it was An Xingchen.

Yan Zenyi didn't look back, her original worries were interrupted like this, but she couldn't tell whether she was happy or worried at this time.

"It's not to help you, everyone is from the Great Zhou, but I don't want to see you being bullied by the Lord of Great Wei." Yan Zenyi replied lightly, looked at Fengyue and An Xingchen's maids, and ordered, "You guys go down first, the main county will talk to Miss An about yourself." ”

An Xingchen saw that she just glanced at her maidservant, and for a while she didn't know what Yan Zenyi was going to say to herself, she waved her hand to let Cai'er retreat, and bit her lower lip a little overwhelmed.

In the end, he mustered up the courage and threw the stack of silver tickets in his hand into Yan Zenyi's arms, and pretended to be calm and said, "This silver should be my thank you for excusing me today." ”

Yan Zenyi bowed his head a little helplessly, glanced at the silver ticket that was thrown into his arms, and saw that he didn't know what was mixed in the middle of the silver ticket, which was very uneven. I picked it up casually, flipped through it, and found that there was a handkerchief in the middle of the silver ticket, and the word "star" was embroidered in the lower right corner of the handkerchief.

Remembering that he had said that she was handed over by her own handkerchief, and then looking at An Xingchen's head and twisting it, Yan Zenyi couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, it seems that it is not bad to have such a friend like the God of Wealth.

So Yan Zenyi put away the handkerchief embroidered with "Xingchen" in his hand, took off a handkerchief of his own from his waist, stuffed it back into the pile of silver tickets, and handed it back to An Xingchen.

"No thanks, I didn't really do anything." Yan Chanyi saw An Xingchen staring at him blankly, but he didn't reach out to take the silver ticket he handed back. So he took out the handkerchief in the middle, revealing a purple silk thread embroidered on it.

An Xingchen saw the words on the handkerchief, and when he raised his eyes to look at Yan Zenyi, although his eyes were still a little dull, there was a dark light circulating in his eyes.

She took the handkerchief a little unexpectedly, but she didn't pick up the silver ticket again, and only asked tentatively, "Since the handkerchief is handed over, then you can help me open the back door, so that I can have more opportunities to get along with Xuanji Gongzi." ”

Yan Zenyi rolled his eyes, but hesitated in his heart. If you really want to be friends and girlfriends, then Xuanji Gongzi is just an idol dressed in literati skin, and this matter will naturally have to be told to her sooner or later.

It's just that if she can't accept it, what if she goes out and promotes it indiscriminately? Or maybe she feels sorry for the two million taels of silver she asked for painting before?

"Actually, why do you have to get acquainted with this mysterious child? You and him, actually, it is simply impossible. Yan Zenyi thought about it, but still asked tentatively, "He may not be as good as you think at all." ”

"Do you know him well?" An Xingchen didn't care at all that Yan Zenyi said that her idol was not as good as she imagined, but she was curious about the relationship between Yan Zenyi and Xuanji Gongzi.

But remembering that it was impossible for Yan Zenyi to say just now, he couldn't help but blush his cheeks and excused, "I...... I just admired his talent, and of course I knew that it was impossible for me to be with him. On that day, I asked your cousin to buy an opening invitation, it was my personal maid Cai'er, and I went to listen to the story of the mysterious son, and my eyes were red when I came back. Cai'er has been with me since she was a child, and I can't see her being wronged the most, so after asking the reason, I bought an opening invitation with money. ”

Yan Zenyi only listened quietly, and her evaluation of this girl couldn't help but be a little higher. For the master who is good to the maid, there must be more good thoughts than evil thoughts in his heart.

"Later, when I received an invitation to open the gallery in Guozijian, I became interested when I saw that the name of the gallery was actually called Hand Picks the Stars. Then on the day of the opening, I met Xuanji Gongzi, although I thought he had an extraordinary temperament, but I don't know why, I always felt that he was a little fake. I just feel that although his temperament is unconventional, he is not like a person who can write such poetry. ”

"Actually, my grandfather's family has been in business for generations, and I know more or less about it, and judging from his propaganda, I think he may be just a packaged chess piece, and when he asked for two million taels of silver to paint a self-portrait for me, I affirmed the idea in my heart. Later, I was willing to spend the money, partly because...... Face problem, you know that I have never lost in terms of fighting for more money, let alone in front of that annoying eighth princess. ”

And then it was...... You know that although my grandfather's family loved me, they often laughed at me for being a money sieve, and I couldn't make any money, and the light would leak out. In fact, I also really want to make money on my own, but my grandfather's family has hunting in any industry, and I do whatever I want, even if I succeed, I will be laughed at just leaning against the big tree to enjoy the shade, so I want to study and learn from the ways and means of the people behind the mysterious son......"

"Of course, I don't really know about Mystery Childe, I'm just close because, huh...... He's still good-looking...... The handwriting is also good, and the drawing is also good...... I don't know, maybe I'm just panicking because I have too much money! ”

An Xingchen seemed to care very much about how Yan Zenyi looked at her, for fear that Yan Zenyi would see her as a girl who was arrogant and domineering without learning or skill, so she explained in great detail.

I don't know why, as long as she looks at Yan Zenyi's eyes that focus on herself, she wants to dissect everything about herself to her, the kind without reservation.

Yan Zenyi saw that she finally finished speaking incoherently, so she looked at herself with burning eyes, and she was a little dazed for a while.

What An Xingchen said was obviously true, and he had an inexplicable flattering mood towards himself, as if he was afraid that he would misunderstand her.

She didn't have the kind of plot that she had to marry an idol for Xuanji Gongzi, and even showed that she wanted to take Xuanji Gongzi into her pocket, but it was just to anger the eighth princess.

And she also saw very wittily that the mysterious boy was just an illusion, so she didn't have to worry about this iron powder turning into black powder.

It's just An Xingchen's big lama's character, and I don't know if she will be tricked casually. Xuanji Gongzi is her most valuable cash cow, if the idol filter is broken, it will lose powder!

Yan Zenyi's tangled brows were all pulled together, and he was a little undecided for a while. Thinking that the palace banquet will start soon, there will be more people here one after another, and it is not a good place to talk at all.

"You just wait for my visit at the house, and I will find a time to take you to see the mysterious son in the next few days." Because of An Xingchen's undisguised trust in himself, Yan Chanyi already regarded this girl as his own in his heart, and even claimed that he was no longer the lord of the county.

As for letting her know how many of her secrets, Yan Zenyi didn't plan for the time being. She faced An Xingchen's burning eyes and chuckled, "The palace banquet is about to start, let's go over first, shall we?" ”

"Good!" An Xingchen's face was full of sweet smiles, she used to have friends, and she deliberately approached her friends.

At that time, she was only a five or six-year-old child, and she was good to that little sister with all her heart and lungs, and it was good to respond to her requests, until one day she overheard that the little sister who was simple and cute when she laughed was just a concubine behind her back, and she was only worthy of being her brainless money bag.

She approached herself only to get an inexhaustible amount of silver and all sorts of benefits from herself.

From that day on, An Xingchen no longer made friends with the daughters of those families, she would rather use all the silver to spoil her maids, she understood that no one is better than herself, rather than pasting the silver to the white-eyed wolf, it is better to spend her own money and be happy.

Until one day, she saw Yan Zenyi, to be exact, a poem by Yan Zenyi.

It was at the Peach Blossom Banquet in the Shen Mansion, and she hadn't participated in all kinds of boring banquets in these family circles for a long time, and if it weren't for her mother's desire to get a painting of Master Shen's early years for her grandfather, she wouldn't have gone to the Shen Mansion at all.

But when she went, she also saw Yan Zenyi, who was active in front of people for the first time...... of poems. An Xingchen doesn't like to gather in the group of women who are empty and wronged, obviously secretly comparing the clothes on his body and the jewelry on his head, but he can't help praising each other in his mouth, which is extremely boring.

Her literary brilliance has always been unremarkable, so she didn't really go into the back garden that day, but in a small pavilion on the periphery, quietly blowing the warm breeze and admiring the wild flowers.

Until a note with a long poem was blown by the wind to An Xingchen's feet, she inexplicably reached out and picked up the note before Cai'er bent over.

The above is the "Peach Blossom Anthem" written by Yan Zenyi, she only read it roughly, and fell in love with this poem. She couldn't explain what kind of mood it was, and she didn't know where her inexplicable emotion came from.

But she clearly felt that this person named Yan Zenyi made her want to make friends.

It's just that she couldn't enter the back garden, and because her mother quickly asked for a painting that day, they also left the Shen Mansion early. Her mother is just an aunt in Anfu, and she has never dared to show her face at such a banquet.

An Xingchen didn't see Shangyan Zenyi, but he kept this name in his heart.

She intended to make friends, but this Yan Zen clothes were because of her bad bones, so she stayed in the palace all year round and didn't come out. An Xingchen handed over the poster a few times, but in the end, it sank into the sea, and there was no response at all.

She also thought that the woman who wrote such poems must be noble, and maybe people didn't want to make friends with people like herself who had nothing but money to spend.