"I want him to pay attention to what to do."

Wan He flattened his mouth, and when he saw that the maid was about to say something more, he hurriedly waved his hand: "I know, I know, I'll go and see it later." ”

Wen Ruyan mainly uses acne to hydrate, Wan He took a look in the mirror, and the red color of the acne seemed to have become lighter, although it didn't look as amazing as her mother said, but the hot and sore spots on her cheeks seemed to be much better.

"I heard from my mother that you came to look for Thorn History?" Wan He looked at his face left and right: "If you stay here, make sure that the gold leaf you earn is full of pots." ”

"I'm just here to speak, and there are still people waiting for me at home."

Seeing Wen Ruyan say this, Wanhe stopped persuading.

Three days later, outside the gate of the Assassin's Mansion, dignitaries from near and far got off the carriage and came to congratulate with a smile, which was very lively.

"Ling Lang looks radiant, he will definitely be able to go to high school this year."

"Then I'll borrow your good words." Thorn Shi stood at the door, happily greeting everyone who came in.

Thorn Shi has a round face, looks very much like Maitreya Buddha, and he smiles very kindly when he meets people, and his eyes are bent up when he smiles, and his laughter is hearty.

He looked sideways and saw the Wanfu family, and hurriedly greeted him cordially, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's been a long time." ”

This daughter of his own family often disappears and disappears, and the old man has no face to come to see the history of the assassination, and it has indeed been a long time since the last one.

Master Juan smiled with emotion: "Yes, Lord Thorn Shi looks more and more stiff and energetic." ”

"You don't have to come with me to do this, please come in."

Wen Ruyan followed behind Wan He, she looked at this old man Wan He, and always felt that he seemed to have seen his eyebrows and eyes somewhere.

When they entered the front hall, there were more than ten large cases of pear marble in the hall, six cold dishes, three hot dishes and two soups on the shore, as well as some fancy small steamed bread and fruits, which greatly increased the appetite of the decorated people.

On each table, two kinds of wine, fruit wine and spirit, are placed on the table, and the guests can choose according to their preferences.

The seat of a seat is on the left, called the chief, the opposite is two, and so on, Wen Ruyan is sitting in one, everyone has nothing to blame for this, and no one goes up to say one or two.

"You're a guest in my house, what are you doing standing, sitting."

Wen Ruyan always felt that this was not in line with the etiquette, but she didn't know much about the ancient etiquette, and almost no one stood up when she entered the other seats, and many of the people in the Assassin's Mansion who walked had to nod and sit down.

There are still people entering the door constantly, everyone meets each other is a set of greetings, and when they sit down, some children will eat tea and chat.

When the people were almost over, Thorn Shi came in with the last guest from the door, picked up the jade wine jug from the table and filled it for himself: "Today is the dog's birthday, thank you for your care, Liang will have a toast first." ”

Liang?

Wen Ruyan suddenly had a bad guess, she used to think that Thorn Shi looked a little familiar, but now that she thinks about it, could it be that Liang Qingluo is his son.

As if to verify Wen Ruyan's thoughts, Liang Qingluo was wearing a dark robe with a jade flute pinned to his waist, and stood beside Thorn Shi with a smile.

The eyes of the two staggered, and Liang Qingluo ignored it, and his clear gaze gradually became deep, and fell lightly on Wan He: "Miss Wan, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

His smile was like a spring breeze, which made the hearts of many women to be married ripple.

Wanhe looked at him lightly, not happy or sad, with deep meaning: "Long time no see." ”

Simple eight words, the other people at the banquet couldn't help but think about it, the two seemed to be quite familiar, and eighty percent of the good things were coming.

After a speech, it was time to eat, drink and toast.

Wen Ruyan couldn't help but be speechless, if she had known that Liang Qingluo was the son of Thorn Shi, wouldn't it be the same if she told him the picture directly, why did she have to turn around for a long time like now.

Although Lord Thorn Shi and Liang Qingluo came over to toast, after all, Master Juan and Mrs. Wan were still there, so there was nothing abnormal.

Wen Ruyan had something in her heart, although a meal tasted like chewing wax, she was still full of food and drink.

When the banquet was almost over, everyone almost walked around on their own to contact their feelings, Wen Ruyan looked around and didn't see the figure of the assassin, and after greeting the lady and the master, he left the table to find someone.

"Hello, may I ask where is Lord Thorn?"

Wen Ruyan looked around and didn't see a chubby figure, the pavilions and pavilions here seemed the same to her, and it was inconvenient for her to trespass, so she had to grab a maid and ask.

Although the maid didn't know Wen Ruyan, there were many guests at the son's birthday banquet today, and it was normal to have a fresh face.

"Lord Thorn is resting, in the bedroom at the end of the corridor."

Wen Ruyan nodded in thanks and walked towards the end of the corridor.

The bedroom at the end was closed lightly, Wen Ruyan stood at the door and stopped for a while, and bent her index finger to knock on the door: "My lord, are you there?" ”

There was no movement in the room, a little, and the voice of the assassin came from inside: "Please come in." ”

Wen Ruyan pushed open the door and entered the house, Thorn Shi was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and his eyes shot over.

She calmed down and walked into the house with a smile.

On the left hand side of the thorn history, there is a large plate of a big official kiln on the red sandalwood shelf, and dozens of delicate yellow and exquisite Buddha hands are on the plate, and a white jade flounder is hung on the right shelf, and a jade porcelain vase is hung next to it.

Further inside, the couch is hung with green double-embroidered flowers and grass insect gauze tent, giving people the feeling of being full of a chic and elegant bookish atmosphere, and there is a book next to the bed that has not yet been closed, and the original thin book has become several times thicker because of reading.

Wen Ruyan sat beside Thorn Shi, and she glanced out inadvertently as she sat down.

The table is the four corner window, the thin paper paste window, the delicate carving carved with all kinds of patterns, the wood used is also extremely rare, push open the window to look, a charming realm, flowing water rockery, blue pond even the sky, blue lotus root gently embellished, pink water lily with its own poetry.

And the willow trees by the pool, Liang Qingluo and Wanhe were talking face to face.

Wen Ruyan was stunned, how could the two of them be together?

At this time, if the two fight, I'm afraid it's not good.

She looked at Lord Thorn Shi opposite, obviously Lord Thorn Shi was here just now looking at the two people opposite.

At this distance, even if it is a tailwind ear, it is difficult to hear something clearly.

"You seem to be the one brought by the Wan family." Thorn Shi watched Wen Ruyan sit down and said with a smile.

"Lord Thorn Shi has a good memory."

There are so many guests today, and I can still remember her.

Lord Thorn Shi stared at Wen Ruyan closely, and pretended to be unintentional: "We, have we seen each other somewhere?" ”