Chapter Forty-Eight: The End of the Jiangnan Journey

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists.

Once the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, how many ink writers have feelings.

"This lotus flower is much more beautiful than the ones in your palace."

Xiao Yang smiled and lay on the boat, returning to Beijing tomorrow, Xiao Yang simply took Yu Wenjing to have a good time in Huaicheng today.

Yu Wenjing smiled, folded a lotus pod from the lotus pond, and handed it to Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang smiled and began to peel lotus seeds.

Walking in the water, there is a pleasant sound of water in his ears, and the willow trees on both sides of the bank hang down leisurely, Xiao Biao only feels that the whole person is about to melt into this scenery.

Xiao Biao looked at the scenery around him and felt that it was almost there, so he said: "Boatman, stop here, I remember that there is a restaurant near here, Sichuan cuisine is a must, I'll take you to try it!" ”

Xiao Yang said, pulling Yu Wenjing off the boat.

To be honest, Xiao Yang doesn't like Sichuan food very much, but Yu Wenjing seems to like spicy food very much.

Xiao Yang searched for a long time on this street before he found the restaurant called "Famous Chef Yuan".

It is said that this place was originally called "Celebrity Chef Restaurant", and the boss was the best chef in Huaicheng, and this chef accidentally married the most famous local matchmaker, so this restaurant was also renamed "Celebrity Chef Yuan".

The two entered the restaurant, chose an elegant room, and after sitting down, Xiao Biao ordered a lot of dishes in one go, and observed Yu Wenjing's face while ordering, but helplessly, Yu Wenjing was sitting precariously, and he couldn't see what he wanted to eat at all.

After ordering, Xiao Yang looked at Yu Wenjing with one hand on his cheek, and said, "Hey, Lord Wang, I've been talking all the way, my mouth is dry, why don't you say a word, it's really boring." ”

Yu Wenjing thought for a moment and said, "What do you think I should say?" ”

"This ......"

Xiao Yang was speechless for a while, and it happened that Xiao Er came over to deliver tea, looked at the handsome man and woman, and said with a smile: "Oh, the two guest officers are from out of town." ”

Xiao Biao replied: "That's right, we are from the capital, and you have eyesight." ”

"Hehe, it's not that I have eyesight, this local person knows the rules of our celebrity chef relationship."

"Rules? What are the rules? Xiao Biao wondered.

"Whew." The little two said quite mysteriously: "The room you sit in is not ordinary, don't you see the sign at the door that says 'Red Lady Fang', this room only receives one pair of guests every day, and ...... Dowry. ”

"Dowry?" Xiao Biao's face was incredulous: "Your boss is rich enough!" ”

Xiao Er waved his hand and said, "It's not that kind of gold and silver, we only send two wedding dresses, half a dozen rouge, of course, if the two of you don't need it, we can also exchange it for a discount." ”

Xiao Biao said: "That's it, then we don't ......"

"We want to." Yu Wenjing's stuffy gourd finally spoke: "We want a set...... The best wedding dress. ”

As he spoke, Yu Wenjing's eyes were a little evasive, obviously shy.

Xiao Biao raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Then I want your wedding dress." ”

Xiao Er nodded with a smile and left, Xiao Yang stared at Yu Wenjing meaningfully, staring at him so that his cheeks became more and more red.

Xiao Yang said: "The dignified prince, you still want to take advantage of this small restaurant, if this spreads, there will be a large number of people who say that you are stingy." ”

Yu Wenjing lowered his head and said in a wooden voice: "If you ...... Take the wedding dress back, will you wear it? ”

Xiao Biao was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "As for me, sometimes I am still very selfish...... In my life, I don't want to wear a wedding dress......"

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and Xiao Yang's heart was also frozen to the extreme, in her previous life, she wore a wedding dress, and she was never recovered...... It's always a hurdle in my heart.

"I see." Yu Wenjing said very gently: "If you don't want to, I won't force you, anyway, the future will be long, and the pain in your heart will get better one day." ”

Xiao Yang smiled: "Thank you." ”

Is it a long time coming? You liar.

Xiao Er began to serve the meals one after another, and the beauty of the table was incomparable.

But...... Delicate is exquisite, and the size of this dish is too small......

Just after eating two bites, Xiao Yang felt that Yu Wenjing's mood seemed to be a little low, so he changed the topic and said: "Now it seems that it is still good to live in the fragrance of the capital, and ordering three or two dishes is enough for the two of us to eat." ”

Yu Wenjing didn't speak, and was silent for a while, before he said, "You...... Don't have any drink? ”

"No, don't you often say that drinking is wrong, don't you don't like me to drink, and it's not interesting for me to drink it myself."

Yu Wenjing looked at Xiao Yang and said very seriously: "I'll accompany you." ”

"What?" Xiao Biao smiled and said, "My lord, as far as your amount of alcohol is concerned, forget it." ”

Who knew that Yu Wenjing, with a look of "I can't drink it, I won't stop", said: "I can drink." ”

Xiao Yang laughed hilariously, but he still couldn't resist him, so he let the shopkeeper serve two jars of wine.

Xiao Yang took a sip very easily and said, "Tsk, this Jiangnan wine is gentler than our capital, Lord Wang, you can taste it." ”

Yu Wenjing glanced at the round wine jar, and took a sip as if nothing happened, but after drinking, his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Xiao Biao raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and said, "Lord Wang, go on, you can't just drink such a small sip." ”

Xiao Yang said, picked up the jar and drank a lot.

Sometimes, looking at Yu Wenjing's stubborn appearance, it's still very cute.

After three rounds of drinking, Yu Wenjing can be said to be in his original form, lying on the table and sometimes rummaging over the empty wine jar, sometimes smirking.

Xiao Biao is helpless, he can't drink it, why do he have to ask for it.

"Okay, lord, we've eaten the food and drank the wine, it's time to go back."

Yu Wenjing rubbed his temples and began to shout again: "Lingyun...... Xiao Lingyun. ”

Xiao Biao helplessly helped him up and said, "Okay, okay, Xiao Lingyun is here, look at you, you can't drink or you have to drink......"

"Drink, you have to drink." Yu Wenjing was honestly supported by her: "Because Xiao Lingyun said...... Someone who says she likes to drink with her...... So I ...... I ......"

Xiao Yang's heart warmed, and he said: "What I like is a pot of burning knife wine before the brothers' war, you are different, you are a prince." ”

After going downstairs, Xiao Yang shouted "check out", and the shopkeeper hurriedly came over.

"Guest officer, you're going back, see this person is drunk, do you need us to find a guy to send him off?"

"No need." Xiao Biao threw the silver to Xiao Er: "That's all, don't look for it." ”

Helping Yu Wenjing out of the door, the shopkeeper also chased him out, and said, "Guest officer, your wedding dress and rouge!" ”

Xiao Biao really didn't have time to get these things, so he had to turn around and say, "Send these things to Sikong Mansion." ”

Yu Wenjing's brows tightened more and more, and said, "Ah Yan, in fact, I had red makeup that day, and the person I wanted to marry...... It's you. ”

Xiao Biao's footsteps paused, her chest kept fluttering, and her heart felt as if it was strangled by wire, and it hurt terribly.

Without saying a word, a neat over-the-shoulder fall threw Yu Wenjing to the ground.

Then he pounced and raised his fist high, but after all, it ...... Didn't go down.

Yu Wenjing looked at her with bright eyes: "Why...... If you insist on marrying Yu Wenli, you will ...... And wrote something like that to me. ”

"I want to ask you!" Xiao Yang grabbed Yu Wenjing's collar: "You ...... Why don't you marry me......"