After getting Hong Xuan away, Yan Yingzhou pulled Ruan Si back into the crowd.

It's still bustling with people and it's brightly lit.

Several drunks shouted that they wanted to go to the hot springs, and Pei Zhiyang accompanied Hong Aya to drink and laugh on the side.

That little episode seems to have been forgotten.

But Ruan Si's expression was strange, and he was still thinking about what had just happened in his heart.

Hong Xuan said that Jiang Song called her last night......

"Jojo!" Hong Aya threw down Pei Zhiyang, forced a happy face, and said with a smile, "Why did it take you so long to come back?" ”

The silk and bamboo singing and dancing on the field were endless, and everyone was very unhappy.

Ruan Si smiled, said that she was hungry, and asked Hong Aya to help her fetch some fruit.

Hong Aya went happily.

She turned around and walked in front of Pei Zhiyang, stared at him directly, and said slowly: "Pei Gongzi, you should give Aya a name." ”

Pei Zhiyang nodded and said seriously: "I'll take her to see my grandfather tomorrow." ”

Ruan Si glanced at him tiredly.

"Ma'am, let's go for a walk."

Yan Yingzhou saw her discomfort, took her hand, and led her to a more secluded place.

Ruan Si glanced back at Hong Aya and Pei Zhiyang.

Hong Aya was holding a plate of fruit in her hand, looking around to find her, with a warm and concerned look.

If Aya kept being like this, stupid and happy, how nice would it be......

Ruan Si couldn't help but think of Hong Aya's transformation in his previous life.

Later, Hong Aya would treat others arrogantly like Mrs. Jiang, and would sneer and ask her, isn't this bad?

"Husband," Ruan Si said in a daze, "how good it would be if a woman could be weak and simple all her life, like a little white rabbit." ”

"Huh?"

"I sometimes really envy women like that."

Ruan Si couldn't tell whether she felt it for a moment or subconsciously felt that it was true.

"You say, how well does a woman have to be protected by the people around her in order to be weak and kind to the end?"

Yan Yingzhou said: "Actually, weakness and kindness have nothing to do with each other. ”

Ruan Si looked up at him in a daze.

"On the contrary, I think that people who are strong enough have the ability to maintain the goodness in their hearts."

When he said this, his expression was as gentle as water.

"Jojo, it's good for you to do this."

Ruan Si smiled bitterly, shook his head, and squeezed his warm hand.

She was still worried about Hong Xuan.

Tomorrow, if Pei Zhiyang really takes her to see Mrs. Pei, I don't know how Mrs. Pei will treat her.

She is a very good girl, but if she wants to become the wife that Pei Zhiyang is marrying, it is not only good enough.

One was born in business, and the other was born in a powerful family.

Ruan Si couldn't bear to think about it.

"Do you have something on your mind?"

Yan Yingzhou's voice sounded low, and Ruan Si could hear the concern and pity in his voice.

Ruan Si shook his head and said, "It's nothing." ”

In the distance, singing and dancing are leveling, and the night wind blows away the beautiful sound of silk and bamboo, rippling like ripples.

The heat rising from the hot spring pool stands out like a white mist at night.

Ruan Si took Yan Yingzhou's hand, and for a while she couldn't tell whether she was in a dream or not.

"Jojo, it's time for you to ask me."

She was stunned for a moment and asked, "What?" ”

"I just asked you something."

Ruan Si snorted out laughing, squeezed his hand, and asked seriously, "Husband, do you have something on your mind?" ”

"Hmm."

Yan Yingzhou happily admitted.

Ruan Si smiled cooperatively: "Then can you tell me, what are you thinking?" ”

Yan Yingzhou sighed, quickly let go of her hand, and instead hugged her slender waist.

Most of his face melted into the dim candlelight, his tall nose casting shadows on his cheeks.

The tear mole in the right corner of the eye is like a gentle starlight.

Ruan Si couldn't help but touch his tear mole, but Yan Yingzhou grabbed her hand, gently pressed it to her lips, and kissed it slowly.

"Husband?"

"Didn't you just ask me what I was thinking?"

Ruan Si had no choice but to nod.

Yan Yingzhou held her hand, kissed her fingertips, and asked softly, "When can you give me a baby?" ”

Tonight, the maple garden is full of friends.

Shen Fu was so drunk that the boots on his feet were kicked aside by him, and he took the lead in singing and dancing on the wine jar.

At the end of the fun, he walked around barefoot on the cold ground.

He sang with his hair draped and stomped on his feet, and on the other hand, he held a wolf's hair, dipped his hand in fine wine, and scribbled on the wall table.

Many people sang and laughed after him, and rushed to ask him to paint on their robes.

Shen Fu rarely has no shelf.

He simply sat cross-legged on the ground, and whoever knelt in front of him and asked him for a calligraphy, he bit his pen and waved his hand urging them to sit down.

Most of the guests in the garden come here.

Tonight, those who have obtained Shen Fu's true works will naturally return happy.

The revelry lasted until midnight, when the guests left in horse-drawn carriages.

Hong Aya was already drunk, and she was still pulling Pei Zhiyang to punch in her sleep.

Pei Zhiyang accompanied her to rest in the lobby, quietly serving Hong Aya as a meat cushion throughout the whole process, and she kept changing her comfortable posture.

Jin Ling'er and Silver Bottle began to help clean up the mess.

Dou Yiming was also busy, smiling and talking to the two about the drunk gaffe just now.

The crowd dispersed.

Cen Yin took a small jar of wine and went alone behind the dead tree in the garden.

It was a large maple tree hugged by three or four people.

It was winter, and the maple trees had long since withered, leaving only a broad, dark trunk.

She sat down slowly with her back against the trunk of the tree, and drank in small sips by herself.

"Husband, are you okay......

Naturally, no one answered her words.

If she was in the Fu family, she should have finished reading the accounts by now.

During these days, she was like an unconscious puppet, mechanically numb to complete what the Fu family's housemother should do.

What to do at every hour and even at every moment is clearly engraved in her actions.

She almost forgot what it was like to break the rules.

Tonight, she was alone in a place she had never been before.

It all made her uneasy and relaxed, and she heard herself sigh as she took the first sip of the spirit.

Finally, is she the only one left?

Cen Yin slowly relaxed, sat down in a comfortable and casual position, and took several sips of wine.

Suddenly, a scattered voice came from behind the tree.

"Wine should be drunk one sip at a time, and if you drink it quickly, you will only have a headache, not get drunk."

Then, there was the muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

She was shocked that the man had rubbed his sore arm and slowly sat down on the other end.

The two had never met, and each sat against the trunk of a tree.

Separated by the thick trunks, neither of them had any intention of taking a step forward.

Cen Yin heard the man burp drunkenly and said, "If you want to get drunk, you have to drink slowly." ”

The voice...... Shen Fu?

Cen Yin didn't answer him right away, he seemed to be drunk.

It was an unexpected night for her, and it was an unexpected person who came.

Shen Fu sat down beside the root of the tree, patted the wine jar in his hand, and suddenly asked, "Are you also a tree?" ”

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