Jiang Ruofu was puzzled, but still followed Jiang Mo away.

Jiang Mo instructed in a low voice, his tone heavy,

"You..."

"You better stay away from the second sister in the future."

Jiang Moyin looked at her solemnly,

"Joff, we may still get into trouble in the future, and she's probably not going to want to get into trouble like us."

Jiang Mo clenched Jiang Ruofu's hand with the lantern,

"If there is something, the two of us can carry it, let alone what she is doing."

Jiang Ruofu originally didn't plan to involve Jiang Lanqian more, if disaster came, it would be better for her to bear it alone than three people together, and she never objected to Jiang Moyin's words.

Jiang Moyin, who had laughed all night tonight, suddenly turned heavy on the face, but she was puzzled.

I don't know why this is suddenly like this, but Jiang Moyin's tone is full of displeasure.

Still a little frustrating.

Jiang Baohe followed Ye Qian, walking slowly around the house, and as he walked, he met Jiang Ruofu and Jiang Moyin.

The bright lights suddenly met, and the three of them were relatively silent by candlelight.

Jiang Moyin said hello tentatively,

"Fourth sister?"

Although she didn't like Jiang Baohe, Jiang Baohe was almost raped before, and she was locked up and starved for a few days, and she didn't lift her grounding in the main courtyard until today, which was already miserable.

She didn't have to fall into the trap.

I thought that Jiang Baohe would not answer arrogantly as before, but I didn't expect Jiang Baohe to respond calmly,

"Third sister."

Jiang Baohe looked at Jiang Moyin, and there was no trace of wave in his eyes.

But Jiang Moyin couldn't believe his ears,

In the past, unless it was an occasion when Jiang Mo had to be called the third sister, Jiang Baohe would not call her the third sister.

Jiang Baohe even glanced at Jiang Ruofu and took the initiative to say,

"Seventh sister."

Although the tone is very bland. There was not much emotional change on the face either.

But she lost her previous high-flying and domineering, and took the initiative to say hello to these hateful sisters.

But it's not well-behaved and pitiful, it's lifeless.

Jiang Ruofu looked at him quietly.

Jiang Baohe also looked at her and didn't say a word.

In the calm eye contact between the two people, there are countless things that others can't understand.

Jiang Ruofu handed out the lantern in his hand,

"Happy Flower Dynasty."

Her eyes were hidden in the night, and she called softly and slowly,

"Fourth sister."

Jiang Baohe obediently reached out to take the lantern, lowered his head to look at the lamp,

"Thank you."

She looked at the lantern in the moon, her expression was gloomy, and the fire was ghostly.

"I'm going back to school tomorrow, I heard that the seventh sister went to my class, if there is anything I don't understand, the seventh sister can come and ask me."

Jiang Ruofu said lightly,

"Thank you, Fourth Sister."

Jiang Ruofu and Jiang Mo walked back hand in hand.

Jiang Baohe stood alone in the courtyard, looking at the crudely made Yuesui lantern, and suddenly tore the paper on the lantern fiercely, and the grand Yuesui flower was torn to pieces.

Ye Qian picked up the paper, but the paper ran with the wind.

"Fourth Miss, it's windy here. Let's go back. ”

Jiang Baohe looked at the lantern that had been broken, and suddenly covered his eyes and choked.

She crouched down, ignoring the delicate fabric of her dress, and let the hem of her skirt drag and stain the floor.

She gripped the handle of the lantern tightly.

In the night, only Ye Qian stood with the torn lantern paper, looking at her quietly.

There was a dead silence all around.

Jiang Baohe suppressed her crying, and after a while, Ye Qian helped her up, and Jiang Baohe slowly walked back to the main courtyard.

Jiang Baohe saw the dim candlelight in the room, and the slowly shaking shadows on the window looked so suffocating and terrifying.

She stood still, and the tears that had just stopped burst the embankment again.

She pushed Ye Qian away and ran out of the main courtyard.

Ye Qian stood in place, watching the shadow on the screen window move.

——

The next day, Jiang Ruofu and Jiang Mo led a carriage together.

And Jiang Lanqian and Jiang Baohe got together, speechless all the way, not even making eye contact.

When he arrived at the academy, Jiang Baohe immediately jumped down with his bookcase and walked towards the academy with a blank face.

Jiang Moyin and Jiang Ruofu walked to their lecture room with a smile.

Xiaoyu carried the bookcase and said,

"Third Miss, the chestnut cake you bought back yesterday is delicious."

Jiang Moyin took her box from her hand and said proudly,

"That's not it, that's the best I chose after eating many pastry shops."

Jiang Moyin took out a bag of chestnut cakes from the bookcase,

"I can't eat it today, Xiaoyu take it."

"I can still buy fish soup next day."

The fish soup is Jiang Moyin's maid, because her skin is white, she was given the famous fish soup by Jiang Mo.

It's an apt name.

Jiang Moyin also took care of Xiaoyu, because she saw that Jiang Ruofu was not like a slave but more like a friend to Xiaoyu.

Jiang Mo Yinben is also a little kinder to Xiaoyu than his own fish soup.

Xiaoyu was flattered.

Jiang Ruofu nodded, she dared to take it,

"Thank you, Miss Three."

Jiang Ruofu and Jiang Mo introduced each entrance hall.

In order not to be noticeable, Jiang Ruofu specially wore plain dark clothes, and his hair ornament only had a silver hairpin.

She carried the bookcase into the house, just as it suddenly rained outside, and everyone outside rushed into the school, and the sound of the rain was mixed and noisy.

They all rushed under the eaves.

The drizzle of smoke was like smoke, and everyone wiped their wet hair and dresses,

"Why is it raining all of a sudden?"

"There is no sign of this rain."

"Oops, there's still a riding and archery class today, I guess I can't take it."

"I finally waited ten days for riding and archery lessons, but I was really unlucky, and I couldn't take it again."

"Then I'll have to listen in the lecture room again."

"I don't want Mr. Wenren to substitute anymore."

The crowd complained unhappily.

Jiang Ruofu carried the bookcase into the room, the room was full of students with wet hair and clothes in the rain, everyone took care of drying themselves, not as usual, they sat down to review the books as soon as they came.

Mr. Wenren entered the door with a book, and everyone was still busy sorting out their messy hair and dresses.

The dark clouds outside were shrouded and gloomy, and the whole sky was overcast, and the raindrops on the eaves fell, connecting into a string of beaded curtains, isolating the school from the outside.

The lecture room was busy and noisy.

Jiang Ruofu sat in his seat and took out the book to read, just lowered his head, turned the pages with his slender white fingertips, the girl's silhouette was quiet, and the noise around her seemed to be two worlds.

Seeing that the crowd had slowly quieted down, Mr. Wenren put the book on the podium,

"There will be a new classmate coming to Xuanban today."

Although this classmate came late, he was not something to be taken lightly, and his knowledge was not inferior to that of the students in the heavenly class. Coming to Xuanban is all about adapting first. ”

"When this classmate comes, if there is anything you don't understand, I hope you can take the initiative to help the new classmate."

Although the crowd pricked up their ears to listen, they did not pay much attention.

There are a lot of new classmates. Not unusual.

There are so many newcomers who have come these days, all of them are inserted in their Xuanban, don't you know that most of the Xuanban are women, and if they continue like this, the Xuanban is only afraid of the prosperity of yin and yang, and men and women sit separately on both sides, and it is difficult to arrange a good position.

Now there is another girl in the middle of the way, I am afraid that it will not be easy to fit in, and there will be some moths.

Mr. Wenren nodded.

A man from outside walked inside.

The crowd looked to the door.

In the overcast sky, a young man dressed in crimson clothes came from the wind and rain. Butterfly

He has black hair and jade face, his hair is only half tied, tied up with a white jade crown, a pair of peach blossom eyes are rippling, like raindrops in the rain to moisten people's hearts, like the flying cold rain outside the window and door, suddenly rushing into people's sight, deep eyes see people gentle, like drinking peach blossom brew.

attracted everyone's attention and couldn't help but freeze on him.

Wen Qingcen stepped over the threshold with his long legs, and his robe moved slightly in the wind.

The gloomy sky and the gray sky seemed to be for this moment to set off his warmth and incomparability.

Obviously he has a youthful face, but he is long and tall, and his eyebrows are handsome and straight, which neutralizes this youthfulness, and the masculinity of the young man impacts people's vision very powerfully.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe in unison.

Silently looking at the man who was carrying inside.

The rain was endless, Jiang Ruofu still lowered his head, turned a page of the book, memorized the contents of the book repeatedly, and did not look up to look at the so-called new classmates.

In the gray rain, her skin looked more and more white as clotted cream, as if it could reflect the candlelight, her long eyelashes were thick and long, slightly curled like a peacock's feather, and her eyes were curled, and her side face was gentle and quiet.

There is no superfluous decoration on the hair, only an inconspicuous silver hairpin, which can be pulled up with a full head of green silk, shuttling in the green silk like smoke and yarn, like a light snow falling on a dark mountain stream.

One hand presses the pages of a book that are blown up by the wind from time to time, and the other hand turns the book.

Wen Qingcen stood on the podium with a light smile, his voice was clear,

"I've seen all of you."

Just the first sentence, the following has already begun to whisper.

Wen Qingcen didn't care, he was already used to this kind of discussion around him, he still said softly,

"In Xia Wen Qingcen, from the Wen family in Chang'an, I feel that I have a relationship with the Jiang family, so I came here from Qingyun Academy, and I hope to live up to this trip."

When everyone saw Wen Qingcen, they were already shocked.

Wen Qingcen.

Zuo Fengling's sister-in-law.

However, this is not the most unique part of his identity.

What is even more striking about his identity is that he is the next head of the Wen family, the richest man.

Although it cannot be said that it is a rich country, how much wealth the Wen family has in Dazhao is still a mystery.

Because the details are not clear, it is not known whether it is rich or not.

But the Wen family is undoubtedly a family that cannot be ignored, not only with money, but also with power.

It is an imperial merchant and a third assistant in the city.

Before in the Jiang Academy, the best background was Lu Weizhang of the heavenly class, the son of Shaofu.

But it's the only one.

People of this status, if there are no special circumstances, must be in Qingyun Academy.

Lu Weizhang was because the Lu family and the Jiang family were good friends, so the elders of the Lu family simply entrusted him directly to the Jiang family and asked Lu Weizhang to drop out of Qingyun Academy and come to the Jiang family.

But even so, Lu Weizhang was enough to surprise everyone in the Jiang Academy.

But I didn't expect that there would be Wen Qingcen who came here from Qingyun Academy!

I won't talk about Wen Qingcen's own identity, just the academy.

That's Qingyun Academy!

It is not the Qingyun Academy that the royal family and nobles cannot enter.

Every year, the people who go in are personally marked by Lord Fengchang, and they have to be seen by the Queen Mother to get in, and now there are people who drop out of Qingyun Academy and come here!

Wen Qingcen, who was stared at by everyone, just smiled gently, and his peach blossom eyes were bright.

"I hope that the Jiang Academy can allow Qing Cen to learn things that he can't learn elsewhere."

His gaze went in a certain direction, and slowly became gentle,

"Here, you see people you can't see anywhere else."

His words were like bright candles, slowly extending and lit, passing through everyone little by little, and his bright eyes as bright as candles fell on Jiang Ruofu, looking at her fixedly, without a trace of deviation.

The crowd followed his gaze.

Jiang Ruofu lowered her head and did not raise her eyes, but Wen Qingcen's gaze fell on her like this, the wind blew her long hair up, and the ends of her hair rolled like flowers.

As if sensing the gaze of the people around her, her half-closed eyes slowly lifted, gathering light little by little, and looked at the person on the podium who was looking at her with gentle eyes like water.

She was suddenly filled with undisguised joy and tenderness.

Jiang Ruofu looked at him, and he also looked at Jiang Ruofu, his eyes were full of her.

It's just a simple look at each other,

The room is silent,

The room was full of shocks.

Her plain robe rippled in the wind between the two of them, and the soft veil of the plain clothes was like an old dream, which made people tremble.

The emotions in his eyes were unknown, but he looked at Wen Qingcen fixedly and never moved away.

The slender eyes are slightly narrowed, the girl's quiet and dusty face is cold and bewildering, just squinting, the eyes are like the shape of flower petals, crooked and hooked, unconsciously a little flattering, favored and pitiful by the ups and downs of the sky, in the silence and gloom, her complexion is so white that she is deceived by frost and snow, without flaws, her eyes are deeper, and the lush green silk is generously pulled up at will, and her eyebrows are more calmly touching.

The yellowish pages of the book were quickly blown by the wind.

Wen Qingcen saw that the person he was crazy about was right in front of him, and his heart was like an arrow from the string, and he couldn't wait to rush forward to take her into his arms.

She didn't know how much he wanted to see her these days.

I think about it all the time.

I thought about it day and night.

The image of the day of the proposal was constantly recalled, hovering in my mind.

She slightly carried the ice-blue thousand-pleated fairy skirt and walked step by step to his mottled tree shadows and sunny steps.

The elegance is peerless, beautiful and moving.

Every step of the way is in the hearts of people,

It's still clear in my mind.

And the person he likes to see again at this moment, she is not dressed like an ordinary lady of the family when they last met.

She deliberately restrained herself, concealing her beauty a little, and wearing a somewhat gray dress that ordinary official ladies would not wear at all.

No talking, no ostentation.

It's just a plain cotton robe sitting by the rattan window, the long hair is pulled up by a long plain silver hairpin, as if it is pulled up at will after getting up, it gives people an inexplicable intimacy for no reason, the combing method of the bun is simple, just a glance, it seems to be able to see her appearance when she is dressing.

The broken hair fell on Jiang Ruofu's face, and the long jet-black hair lined the jade face with a cold white face, like ice and smoke, as if looking at her through the clouds, making people seem to have a layer of hazy in their eyes.

Even if there is no embellishment and no grease powder, she can still make people see her in the crowd.

But she doesn't deliberately dress up, but it makes people want to keep watching, the original sentence of clear water out of hibiscus, naturally carved and decorated, is not fake.

There are really people in the world who have fallen to this place, their lips are red without dotting, and their eyebrows are not far away.

Wen Qingcen wanted to step forward and caress her face to see her every inch clearly, and see clearly the face that made him lovesick.

Everyone looked at Jiang Ruofu and looked up at Wen Qingcen.

Wen Qingcen's eyes were full of twenty or thirty people, but there was only her in his eyes.

Jiang Ruofu was frank, but the meaning in her eyes was unclear, so that the people around her couldn't understand the real emotions in her eyes.

One can't help but guess her attitude.

I don't know if her eyes are as deep and affectionate as Wen Qingcen, or if she is indifferent.

The words that Wen Qingcen had just said unconsciously echoed in everyone's minds,

- Here, he can see people who can't be seen anywhere else.

This man he wanted to see but couldn't see anywhere else, was... Jiang Ruofu?

Just looked at each other briefly, and the room was so frightened that it was speechless.

Everyone looked at the two, and the two of them were shocked by the room, just looking at each other.

Mr. Wenren never expected Wen Qingcen to say this, until he saw Jiang Ruofu along Wen Qingcen's line of sight.

Mr. Wenren suddenly understood, and his inquiring eyes swirled between Wen Qingcen and Jiang Ruofu.

Touching his beard,

My Fair Lady, what a gentleman!

At this age, it's time to have it.

At first glance, I took a fancy to the most beautiful girl in his Xuanban.

Seeing the whispers in the room, Mr. Wenren coughed and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"Qing Cen will choose a seat and sit down first."

Wen Qingcen respectfully smiled at Mr. Wenren, then picked up the bookcase and walked towards Jiang Ruofu without hesitation, everyone held their breath and watched him walk straight to the seat closest to Jiang Ruofu through a curtain.

The bamboo curtain only covered half of her body, Jiang Ruofu's figure could be seen in the sparse gaps, Wen Qingcen could see the tiny beads on her clothes, and she could see her long hair over her arms, hanging down long, like a green smoke screen moving slightly with the wind.

Everyone saw Wen Qingcen looking at Jiang Ruofu, his eyes were soft, full of gentleness and smile.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

Or surprised, or envious,

Or gritted his teeth with jealousy, and was indignant.

Wen Qingcen tried hard to suppress himself before he could stop himself from reaching out to lift the curtain to look at her.

Between the male and female students, there was a bamboo curtain, which was the same in the entire lecture room, but only Wen Qingcen felt that this bamboo curtain was so vulgar and ugly, and wanted to remove it.

Everyone watched as Wen Qingcen walked to the position next to Jiang Ruofu.

Wen Qingcen dropped out of Qingyun Academy, just to find the Jiang family, an unpopular concubine.

His eyes were full of joy and he made no secret of it.

Everyone watched Wen Qingcen's every move, even if they didn't believe it, they already knew in their hearts that Wen Qingcen was coming for Jiang Ruofu.

Words may deceive, but eyes don't.

When love does not come out of the mouth, it leaks out of the eyes.

Wen Qingcen's liking is too obvious.