Gu Ming wiped his sweat profusely, hurriedly responded, turned around and went out.

Jun Tianlan picked up the book casually and opened it, and couldn't settle down after reading two pages, so he threw the book aside, took the sword hanging on the wall, and went to the courtyard to practice the sword.

He was expecting to talk to Shen Miaoyan about marriage at lunch, but at noon, Su Wen lowered his head and came over to report, saying that the young lady had sent a message and would not eat with him.

Jun Tianlan frowned, thinking that he had pushed her last night and made her angry, so he handed the sword to Ye Rin and went to Linshui Pavilion to find someone to apologize.

When I arrived at the Linshui Pavilion, but when I saw that the window and door were closed, the little maid who was guarding under the eaves stood up and said tremblingly: "Master, the young lady has gone out of the house......

Jun Tianlan's face sank, he raised his eyes and glanced at the fourth floor, and he was a little angry in his heart, so he turned around and went back to Hengwu Courtyard.

Shen Miaoyan is indeed out of the house.

She had lunch in Yimei Pavilion and refused to leave, An Ruxue saw that she had a conflict with Jun Tianlan, and persuaded her, but this girl was as stubborn as a cow, she couldn't persuade her, so she had to give up.

So Shen Miaoyan stayed in Yimei Pavilion until December.

If the man did not come looking for her, she would not go back.

At the beginning of the heavy snow on Laba, she got up in the morning and ate Laba porridge cooked by An Bixue, and wanted to help Sister An sell medicine, but An Bixue disliked her clumsiness, gave her a silver ingot and sent her, and she walked around the long street when she was fine.

After turning around, she bought two pairs of couplets written by Xiucai, thinking that she would take them back and stick them on the door for Sister An during the New Year.

Just as he was about to go back, Han Xuzhi's voice rang out: "Sister Miaoyan! ”

Shen Miaoyan stopped, Han Xuzhi hurriedly ran over, glanced at the couplet in her hand, and was a little disgusted: "Sister Miaoyan, what are you buying such a cheap couplet?" If you want a couplet, let me know, and I'll write it for you myself. My handwriting is better than this showman's handwriting. ”

Shen Miaoyan smiled, not wanting to entangle with him more, so he was about to leave.

Han Xuzhi hurriedly stopped in front of her and said with a smile: "I finally met, why don't I invite you to dinner?" The two of us have never had a holiday together, and today is a good day. ”

"No need, there are still people at home waiting for me to go back." Shen Miaoyan lowered his head and bypassed him and wanted to leave.

"Are you talking about Jun Tianlan?" Han Xuzhi refused to let her go, "He doesn't treat you sincerely, how can you believe it?" ”

Shen Miaoyan was very impatient to hear this, glanced at the sword he wore at his waist, and couldn't help but sneer: "Brother Xuzhi's martial arts are average, and he even learns to wear a sword......

Han Xuzhi was stunned, raised his hand and held the long sword at his waist, which was given to him by Chu Suiyu, saying that it was a good sword collected from Changzhou.

He lowered his head and pulled out half of it, the sword body was bright and sharp: "This sword was given by a friend, I looked beautiful, so I wore it on my body." If I don't like it, I don't wear it. ”

Shen Miaoyan subconsciously reached out and touched the blade of the knife, and as soon as he put it on, he noticed the coldness that penetrated into the bones.

She looked at it, and the three fingers she had attached to it oozed blood.

Han Xuzhi didn't notice it, and pushed the long sword into the sheath, "After the New Year, Sister Miaoyan should be sixteen years old." Most of the young ladies in the capital are fifteen or sixteen years old. If he refuses to marry you, will you go on year after year? ”

"I'd love to." Shen Miaoyan lowered his head and wiped his bloody fingers on the garnet-red placket, his face expressionless.

On the restaurant facing the street, Hua Rongzhan held a glass of wine and smiled: "The wonderful words are really as deep as the sea for adults, which is touching." Speaking of which, my lord, aren't you going to pick her up and take her home? ”

When the words landed, he turned his head to look at the opposite seat, where was Jun Tianlan's figure.

In the long street, Han Xuzhi refused to let Shen Miaoyan leave, and persuaded her bitterly: "Jun Tianlan is cruel and ruthless, if you are really possessed by him, when he gets tired of you, he will abandon you mercilessly." Sister Miaoyan, I watched you grow up, how could I bear to let you suffer so much? ”

Before Shen Miaoyan could speak, a cold voice came from far and near: "I don't know that Han Xiang can arrange others like this behind his back." Poetry and etiquette, Han Xiang has read it into the dog's belly? ”

His voice was a little loud, and when the people around him heard it, they couldn't help but look at Han Xuzhi, and they all held back their laughter.

Han Xuzhi didn't expect him to appear suddenly, he was horrified in his heart, and he didn't dare to fight him, so he whispered to Shen Miaoyan: "Sister Miaoyan, I treat you sincerely, you will understand sooner or later." ”

After that, he took Fan Liang with him and left with a cold face.

Shen Miaoyan turned his head to look at Jun Tianlan, he and her were separated by the crowd of people coming and going, standing under the winter sun with their hands in their hands, full of cold and graceful.

The wind from Sebei lifted the hem of his pure black robe slightly, and his thin pale lips pursed slightly, but he did not speak.

She didn't speak, walked over with her head down, and took his hand.

The warm big palm wrapped her little hand in the palm of her hand, and Jun Tianlan looked down at the little girl: "Let's go home." ”

Hua Rongzhan leaned upstairs, with a smile in Peach Blossom's eyes, and watched the two of them go away.

The two didn't go far, Shen Miaoyan shook his hand and pointed to the roasted sweet potato next to him: "I want to eat that." ”

Jun Tianlan walked over, and the uncle who sold baked sweet potatoes hurriedly wrapped it in a paper bag and handed it to him.

Jun Tianlan handed the sweet potato to Shen Miaoyan, and casually took out a silver ingot from his sleeve pocket: "No need to look for it." ”

Shen Miaoyan was content to hold the roasted sweet potato, carefully peeling off the skin of the sweet potato, and the golden and hot sweet potato flesh inside was revealed.

The roasted sweet potato was sweet and soft and glutinous, Shen Miaoyan took a small bite, noticed a cool gaze falling on his face, raised his head, and met the man's dark phoenix eyes.

She hesitated for a moment and raised the baked sweet potato in her hand: "Do you want to eat it too?" ”

Jun Tianlan stared at the sweet potato meat on the corner of her lips, hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help but not wipe her, only leaned over and took a small bite where she had bitten.

Shen Miaoyan looked at the place where it was bitten off, pursed her mouth, avoided the man's gaze, and quietly smiled.

Jun Tianlan was condescending, taking in her little expression, her thin lips were slightly raised, and she immediately returned to a cold appearance.

On the other side, Han Xuzhi held his breath, walked into an uninhabited alley, angrily drew his sword, and cut off a young sapling.

His entourage Fan Liang smiled with him: "Childe, you can dissipate your anger!" ”

He grew up with Han Xuyi since he was a child, and when no one is around, he still likes to call him son-in-law.

"Jun Tianlan is so arrogant, how can I be angry?!" Han Xu's anger was uncontrollable.

Fan Liang thought about it carefully, and said tentatively: "Our Han family is not from Chu after all, our roots are in the Great Zhou, and we are only arranged here to do internal responses." I have heard that the four princes of the Great Zhou have already been accounted for and will return to Hojing soon. ”

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