After the sacrificial ceremony on the first day of the Wuyuan Festival, people slowly arrived in the city, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

"I didn't feel so happy at this year's ceremony," Zhang said.

"It's the same every year," Zhao Siyu said, "What is there to see, and you have to wear the clothes that press the bottom of the box every year"

"No," Feng Yu smiled, "I think it's good."

"Mm-hmm" Zhang Ren looked at Feng Yu wearing a long Hanfu skirt, turned to the short skirt of the past, and said happily, "Sister Feng Yu is so good-looking"

"Thank you, Brother Zhang Ren," Feng Yu smiled, "Brother Zhang Ren is also very handsome"

"Alas," Zhao Siyu said, "This annual sacrificial ceremony, what kind of Hanfu do you have to wear, this is all pressed under the box for another year"

"Isn't this to commemorate Emperor Wu Yuan," Feng Yu said, "It's still fun to be able to wear it once a year."

"I think you're just looking pretty," Zhao Siyu said listlessly, "But Feng Yu is really beautiful in Hanfu, Chu Chu is moving, and her breath is like a quiet orchid."

"Thank you, Brother Siyu" Feng Yu listened to Zhao Siyu's praise, her heart was full of joy, and she replied happily.

"That's it," Zhang Ren said, "It's a festival these days, and there are more big people who order our tofu, and I also ran out while my grandfather wasn't paying attention, so I'll go back first."

"Okay," Zhao Siyu said, "Are you here for the coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow?"

"I'm not coming," Zhang Ren said, "I've watched it for so many years, and it's up to me next year, and it's really fast to think about it."

"Who said it wasn't," Zhao Siyu sighed, "It's going to be us next year"

"Pay attention to safety on the road and take care of Feng Yu" Zhang Ren said, "Goodbye Feng Yu"

"This is still with you saying" Zhao Siyu smiled slightly, "See you in the test of Wu Yuanshi the day after tomorrow"

"Thank you, Brother Zhang Ren," Feng Yu said happily, "Goodbye"

Saying that, Zhang Ren had already run away without a trace.

Sending Zhang Ren away, Zhao Siyu and Feng Yu walked in the lined streets, although night fell, but the liveliness of the festival made the lights here bright, comparable to daytime.

Feng Yu and Zhao Siyu walked one after the other, Zhao Siyu looked at Feng Yu's shadow on the ground, sometimes long and sometimes short, and his heart was full of thoughts.

"Brother Siyu," Feng Yu suddenly turned around and said.

"Ah," Zhao Siyu replied, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Feng Yu bowed his head and said nothing.

"What's wrong" Zhao Siyu smiled slightly, "Wasn't you quite happy just now, in front of me, you can say whatever you want"

"Brother Siyu will be eighteen years old next year," Feng Yu said softly.

"Yes," Zhao Siyu took a long breath and said, "Eighteen years old, an adult"

"What does Brother Siyu want?" Feng Yu asked.

"Wish?" Zhao Siyu smiled bitterly, then said after a moment of silence, "I hope you are all well"

"We?" Feng Yu wondered.

"It's my father, Feng Yu and Zhang Ren," Zhao Siyu thought about it and continued, "There are also Wen Bo, second uncle, etc., who are very kind to me, and those who are kind to me are alive and well."

"Brother Siyu" Feng Yu heard the helplessness in Zhao Siyu's heart, and said distressedly, "What about you?"

"Me?" Zhao Siyu frowned at first, and then said with a smile, "I will always be fine, don't worry, I'm fine, I will always live well when I don't know who killed my mother."

"Brother Siyu," Feng Yu shouted distressedly.

"What's wrong with Feng Yu" Zhao Siyu smiled, "Along the way, what do you think fool?"

Feng Yu ignored it, turned around and continued to walk forward, Zhao Siyu didn't ask, and continued to walk one after the other.

Finally crossed the bustling street and came to Zhao's mansion.

The two of them entered Zhao's mansion, and Zhao Siyu sent Feng Yu to the west wing where Feng Yu was.

When he arrived at the door of the room, Feng Yu was in no hurry to get in.

"It's time to get to the place," Zhao Siyu said, "Feng Yu should also rest early."

Zhao Siyu saw Feng Yu standing motionless at the door, suspicious, and stepped forward to look at Feng Yu, who had been lowering his head, and asked, "What's wrong with my sister, I'm not happy to see you all the way, is someone bullying you?"

Feng Yu shook his head.

"What's wrong," Zhao Siyu was a little impatient, "Sister, is she going to kill me in a hurry?"

Feng Yu still bowed his head and remained silent, and Zhao Siyu became more and more anxious.

"Girl," Zhao Siyu shouted again. Thinking that Feng Yu would not be so silent, although Zhao Siyu didn't understand what was going on, he knew in his heart that this matter must not be simple, but he didn't know what Feng Yu was thinking.

"Sister" Zhao Siyu asked softly, "What's wrong, tell my brother?"

Zhao Siyu looked at Feng Yu seriously, and stopped talking, the air seemed to be condensed at this moment, waiting for an answer, waiting for Feng Yu to speak.

"Brother Siyu" Feng Yu finally spoke, although the voice was not loud, but Zhao Siyu smiled slightly, "Well, I'm here, silly girl"

"Feng Yu is not stupid" There was a hint of crying in Feng Yu's voice, which scared Zhao Siyu, but at this moment, Zhao Siyu did not ask impulsively, but waited patiently, waiting for Feng Yu's next sentence.

"Brother Siyu will be eighteen years old next year," Feng Yu said softly.

"Hmm," Zhao Siyu replied with a slight smile.

"Brother Siyu has reached the age of marriage," Feng Yu said.

"Ah" Zhao Siyu shouted out in surprise, and then scratched his head, a little incomprehensible. "Will Brother Siyu marry Yue Ling'er" Feng Yu raised his head, with a trace of tears in his eyes, and looked at Zhao Siyu with eyes eager to know the answer.

After a short pause, Zhao Siyu understood what Feng Yu wanted to say and what he wanted to know.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Siyu shook his head, smiled slightly and said, "No"

"Why" Feng Yu had a trace of joy in her heart, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly and said, "The Yue family is so powerful, Yue Ling'er is a baby with Brother Siyu, and there is a marriage contract, isn't it good to marry Yue Ling'er......"

Suddenly, Zhao Siyu grabbed Feng Yu's hands and hugged Feng Yu into his arms with all his might.

Feng Yu was caught off guard, her body was a little stiff, and Zhao Siyu hugged Feng Yu tightly.

"Feng Yu" Zhao Siyu said softly, "I have always liked you, do you want to be with me" Zhao Siyu said this, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his breathing was also a little short, and the hands holding Feng Yu trembled slightly, and even felt that his palms were a little hot, and there was some slight sweat.

Although Zhao Siyu took the initiative to hug Feng Yu, Feng Yu could still feel Zhao Siyu's nervousness. Feng Yu is not nervous, although usually Feng Yu also understands Zhao Siyu's intentions, but only the two of them occasionally hold hands, but this time, I don't know why, Feng Yu felt a little flustered, some didn't know what to do, and his hands couldn't find a suitable place. Even breathing is a little out of order. The little hands and face have long been red.

Listening to Zhao Siyu's originally rapid breathing in his ears became more and more stable, Feng Yu gradually relaxed, enjoying the temperature from Zhao Siyu's body, and slowly, Feng Yu also stretched out his hands and hugged Zhao Siyu.

As the rhythm of the two people's breathing gradually synchronized, the two of them hugged more and more tightly, and in Zhao Siyu's arms, Feng Yu was a little confused. Under Feng Yu's embrace, Zhao Siyu smelled the refreshing fragrance emanating from Feng Yu's body.

At this moment, the air was stagnant, and the two people hugged in the moonlight.

"Feng Yu" Zhao Siyu gradually calmed down his restless heart, and said in Feng Yu's ear, "Are you willing?"

After a short silence, Feng Yu said "willingly" in Zhao Siyu's arms

Zhao Siyu let go of a hand that was originally holding Feng Yu tightly, and slowly raised Feng Yu's face, under the moonlight, his eyebrows were picturesque, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and gently, Zhao Siyu kissed Feng Yu's lips......