On the side of the Hongqiao, the breeze came slowly, blowing away the beautiful music, Wang Jiran and Li Qingzhao sat opposite each other, on the side was Xiaotang, and Miss Sisi, the head of the line playing Xi Qin, the lake in February was in good spring, this scene was too wonderful, Wang Jiran comfortably hummed along with the music.

Li Qingzhao smiled slightly and listened carefully to her singing.

It's funny to say, her cousin claims to like the smell of copper the most, usually doesn't learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and doesn't show the dew, but she has no teacher, and when the time comes, she can show her hand, and it is no less than any daughter in the capital.

Listening to her singing, Li Qingzhao gradually recalled her initial appearance.

When we first met, Xiao Tuanzi was only six years old, at that time, she was eighteen years old, and she had just married Zhao Mingcheng, a student of Tai, and her little cousin, who had not seen her for a long time, came to play at home. Li Qingzhao lost his mother at an early age and was fostered in his uncle and aunt's house, and he didn't have much contact with his grandfather's family, but Xiao Tuanzi didn't show any timidity when he came to her house to play, and he was coquettish and cute.

Li Qingzhao and her husband Zhao Mingcheng have been married for many years but have nothing to do, coupled with the large age gap with Xiao Tuanzi, she has long regarded her as a little girl, the two have not broken off contact over the years, she moved to Qingzhou with Zhao Mingcheng, Xiao Tuanzi also had correspondence with her, and often went to Daxiangguo Temple for her to find some ancient books and paintings.

She watched Wang Jiran grow from a small group to a slim girl, from a simple and ignorant little girl to an 'iron lady' who looked down on Tokyo Bianliang, and witnessed her from the daughter favored by unmarried young people in the capital to a withering leftover girl, in this era, most women found their in-laws before the age of 15, but Wang Jiran is 19 years old, and the marriage has not yet been seen.

Thinking of the scene she had just seen, Li Qingzhao felt sour in her heart, and seeing that Wang Jiran was no longer humming, she took her hand and said in a low voice: "You are too wronged." ”

"What's wronged?" Wang Jiran was taken aback by her sudden words, and said with a smile: "Cousin, don't scare the slave family." ”

What did her sensitive-minded cousin think?

"Thirteen Niang, you will definitely find your lover, there are many good men in the world...... Alas, when I think of the previous incident, the slave family is uneasy! ”

Li Qingzhao was upset for Wang Jiran, but Wang Jiran didn't care at all, she smiled: "It's been a long time, what's there to be sad about?" She squeezed her hand and said, "The slave doesn't care at all, now the days are happy, my mother, my father and mother love me, my sisters spoil me, my brothers don't dare to mess with me, I can eat whatever I want, I can go wherever I want, I am very happy!" ”

"It's the slave family who wants to go wrong!" The wind blew through the small broken hair on Wang Jiran's cheeks, she straightened it for Wang Jiran, and said, "You are not an ordinary woman, you don't care about this, but your cousin always treats you as them." ”

In fact, Wang Jiran and she can be called the 'outliers' in the eyes of the world, both of them are lonely people, Wang Jiran Bingxue is smart and extremely good at business, she is very talented, high and low, the daughters are good friends with the two of them on the face, and when they actually get along, there is always an indescribable thing, weird, Li Qingzhao is open-minded by nature, but he feels that he has been 'isolated' for too long, and he will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

She said, "In a few days, you can go back to Qingzhou with your cousin!" ”

Wang Jiran was surprised: "Don't go to see the lotus?" ”

Li Qingzhao returned to Beijing this time mainly to go to Huizong's newly built Tongyuan Garden in Nanjing (that is, Kaifeng of the Song Dynasty) to enjoy the flowers. Wang Jiran said: "Cousin, if you are worried about the slave slave, then there is no need, the slave invites you to go to Fanlou to eat and drink." ”

"No, where did you think you went?" Li Qingzhao had a red cloud on his face, and chuckled: "The day before yesterday, the beloved wrote to me, saying that he had found the "Statue Tablet of King Linhuai of the Northern Qi Dynasty", and asked the slave family to go back and play with it, so he was in a hurry to go back." ”

Hearing this reason, Wang Jiran smiled and said nothing, this couple is a good couple made in heaven, they have been together for more than ten years, and they are as sweet as a newlywed, they are really envious of others.

I'll have to find a chance to learn how to keep my marriage fresh, she thought, but she soon realized that she was thinking too soon.

Wrong! I'm still a single dog! What to learn? It didn't work! Thinking of this, she was a little dazed again.

Somehow, in this life, She She didn't follow her and guide her, she came to this world naked, without memory, plus every time she came to a new world, she would deliberately treat herself as a brand new person, and she would forget a lot of things unconsciously, and many of the past things were thrown behind by her, plus her life was far less knowledgeable than the previous few lifetimes, and she was worried when she thought of marriage.

In history, who is Wang Jiran's official partner? She looked up and thought about it, and said in her heart: "It seems that he is also a jinshi and an official." ”

Li Qingzhao saw that she was dumbfounded, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, and asked, "What's wrong?" Why can't you give up? ”

Wang Jiran came back to his senses, threw away all kinds of thoughts, smiled skillfully, and took the opportunity to put his arm around her and said coquettishly: "Cousin, what are those stone carvings, calligraphy and paintings to look at?" It's better to stay in the capital, you have to leave, not only will the slave not follow, but your mother will not agree! ”

"Little girl, look at the slave family, you don't want to let you go!" Li Qingzhao knew that she was introduced as a guest in the Wang family to a large extent because of Wang Jiran's light, her grandmother was indifferent, several uncles were not good, other cousins and cousins tended to be inflammatory, and her aunt did not cherish her, how could she really want to keep her? She already had the intention of leaving, but she was reluctant to let her little cousin Thirteen Niang, and now that Zhao Mingcheng sent a letter, she was dozing off and touching the pillow, and she was about to take the opportunity to say goodbye.

"Cousin, will you stay?" Wang Jiran continued to be coquettish, she pouted: "The apricot blossoms will bloom in a few days, and the slave will make a floating lot for you." ”

Li Qingzhao's eyes lit up and exclaimed: "Thirteen Niang, your mind is so clever!" ”

Wang Jiran's cheeks were covered with a shallow flush, and she muttered in a low voice: "I learned it all from you." ”

Her cousin is ** comic, affectionate and sexual, can live a boring and boring life, and after being by her side for a long time, Wang Jiran, a person who is covered with copper smell, will also hum tunes and arrange flowers to paint.

"But that's not enough!" Li Qingzhao smiled and said, "Obedient, if you want to be a cousin, go to Qingzhou." ”

"But the slave has to take care of the land." Wang Jiran frowned, worried, and said: "The eldest brother and the second brother are not useful, and the father, uncle, sister-in-law, and sister-in-law are ...... None of them can hold on, but I am afraid that as soon as the slaves leave, everything will be messed up. ”

After a while, Li Qingzhao said: "Thirteen Niang, you should let your cousin take care of it, don't take care of everything by yourself." ”

The Wang family is also a famous family, it is not possible to have capable children, everything depends on a little lady, so how can it be done!

"Okay, cousin, slave listen to you."