"Little apricot."

Calling Xiao Xing, Si Nan folded the unfolded paper and put it in the sachet and handed it to her:

"Think of a way to send it to the third prince."

Taking the sachet, Xiao Xing lowered her head slightly:

"Yes Miss."

Leaning back on the rocking chair behind him, Si Nan looked at the green bamboo above.

It was probably a little cold, so she turned to the side and coughed lightly.

Someone behind her put a cloak on her.

Si Nan turned his head with a faint expression.

Wen Yu smiled at her gently and reminded:

"It's cold, Miss Zuo needs to add more clothes."

His gaze swept over the sachet in Wen Yu's hand that he had just asked Xiao Xing to hand him. Si Nan was not dissatisfied with his uninvited, but said:

"It seems that it is not difficult for His Highness to find me, but what is the matter with suddenly finding me?"

After a moment of silence, Wen Yu spoke:

"News came from the front that Mo Yunchuan was missing during an enemy attack."

He raised his eyes and looked directly at Si Nan's expression:

"The soldiers who survived said he was dead."

"So what?" Si Nan looked directly into Wen Yu's eyes, making people unable to see the slightest emotion.

"Do you still have to wait for him?" Wen Yu asked.

A few yellowed bamboo leaves were blown down by the wind, and Si Nan raised his hand to catch a piece of light, and the light in his eyes was still there:

"How do you know he's not coming back? He told me to wait for him, and I waited. If you can't wait, then you won't have a chance; When it comes, it is fate that is not over. ”

Wen Yu secretly clenched the hand in his sleeve, and his eyes were a little sharper:

"Do you know that if a woman in the country of Li is not married at the age of seventeen, the local government will arrange a suitable person to forcibly marry her, and the official woman will be arranged by the royal family himself."

Fingertips twisted the bamboo leaves in his hand, Si Nan was unmoved:

"What are you trying to express?"

Probably because her attitude was too calm, Wen Yu softened her tone and said:

"Zuo Yueqiu, you asked me not to fight the idea of the Prime Minister's Mansion, okay, then I won't threaten the Prime Minister's Mansion. But, I'm going to marry you. ”

The movements of Si Nan's hand suddenly stopped, and he lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"If you haven't waited for Mo Yunchuan when you are seventeen years old, then I will go and ask my father for marriage."

After that, Wen Yu didn't wait for Si Nan to open his mouth to drive people away, turned around and left.

The last remark was only based on the fact that Zuo Yueqiu had not yet ascended the throne when he was seventeen years old.

If he had ascended to the throne ahead of schedule, he would not have waited until she was seventeen.

Raising his head, Si Nan stared in the direction Wen Yu left, and the killing intent in his eyes was exposed.

If Mo Yunchuan really died so soon, then there would be no need for the Kingdom of Rites to exist.

He said that Wen Yu ascended the throne of God.

But......

Si Nan let go of his hand and let the bamboo leaves fall to the ground.

This is more convenient for fulfilling Zuo Yueqiu's wish before his death.

So that he can't get what he loves in his life......

Since he doesn't love Wen Qian now, let him fall in love with himself now as Zuo Yueqiu.

Let him fall heavily the moment he stands on the clouds.

For Wen Yu and Si Nan, he is not as enthusiastic as he is for Mo Yunchuan.

The matter of making him fall in love with her is not as complicated as the matter of making Mo Yunchuan like her.

She only needs to tie Wen Yu up secretly when she is in danger, and then deliberately hide it, but let him find out that she is helping.

If you can't get it, it will make people want to move.

In just a year, Wen Yu gradually fell into Si Nan's plan.

So much so that now I can't restrain myself from coming to Zhuyuan to look for her again.

Leisurely feeding a few white pigeons raised by himself, Si Nan heard the movement behind him, scattered the remaining bird food in his hand on the ground, and looked back at the comer.

Wen Yu's eyes were a little complicated when he looked at her, but he also resisted the urge to ask directly, and the words became something else:

"You...... You haven't been out in Zhuyuan for a long time, but you're interested in going for a walk with me. ”

The cyan dress on the woman's body seemed to blend in with the bamboo forest behind her, but that face had changed a lot from when he saw it a year ago, but it also made him a little unable to take his eyes off.

Si Nan put on the shawl that Xiao Xing handed her, and her voice was very gentle.

"Okay."