Zhou Yu looked at her lightly, his eyes were clear, indescribably noble, and he never withdrew the arm that Zhao Yuehua was holding.

Zhao Yuehua saluted to Zhao Yan dignified and gentle: "I've seen the eldest sister." ”

Her hand seemed to grow on Zhou Yu's arm, and even if she saluted, she never let go.

Zhao Yan glanced at her with a smile and did not speak.

"What is the eldest sister here to buy?" Zhao Yuehua asked with a smile.

"Buy something for the sacrifice." Zhao Yan replied casually, and glanced at the things held in the hands of the maidservant behind her.

"A few days ago, I put together eight characters." Zhao Yuehua's cheeks were crimson, and she explained shyly: "I have already made an appointment with the little prince for the sixteenth najib next month. ”

Najib means marriage.

"That's right." Zhao Yan curled her apricot eyes and smiled: "That's congratulations." ”

No wonder I haven't seen Zhou Yu these days, I was busy with family affairs.

"The little prince and I are here to buy some incense and candles, and please marry incense." Zhao Yuehua looked embarrassed and sweet: "The two ancestral halls must be used to worship the ancestors." ”

"Go get busy." Zhao Yan glanced up and down at Zhou Yu with a smile, turned around and got into the carriage.

"Eldest sister." Zhao Yuehua took a step forward.

Zhou Yu still looked at Zhao Yan, his body was deviated, he didn't move forward, and pulled his arm back.

Zhao Yuehua's hands were empty, and his heart was inexplicably empty.

"Anything else?" Zhao Yan looked back with a smile.

"On the sixteenth day, can the eldest sister go home for a banquet?" Zhao Yuehua asked.

Zhao Yan stood on the carriage, holding the carriage frame with one hand, looking at her condescendingly, as if smiling: "What? Are you going to invite me like that? ”

"No, it's not." Zhao Yuehua hurriedly waved his hand: "I'm just looking forward to the eldest sister coming, and the invitation will be sent to the Fuguo Mansion later." ”

It is very rude not to come to the door to deliver invitations, and to ask people on the street if they want to go.

Naturally, the ladies who abide by etiquette like her will not do it.

Zhao Yan looked at Zhou Yu with a smile, and her apricot eyes shone with an intriguing light: "For a person like my brother-in-law, I want to stammer." ”

She chuckled casually and slumped into the carriage.

Zhou Yu blushed the tips of his ears, lowered his eyes, and his straight long eyelashes covered the emotions at the bottom of his eyes.

"Little Lord." Zhao Yuehua turned to Zhou Yu with a soft voice: "Eldest sister is busy, let's go buy it too......"

Zhou Yu glanced at Lu Yi, who was guarding the side.

Lu Yi was excited, stepped forward and saluted: "Lord Wang, Qu Xiao just sent the news, and there is an important official business from the ministry, waiting for you to deal with it." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at his own prince, who left his official business and came here in a hurry, just to see the girl?

I didn't even say a word, what is the picture?

Tut.

Zhou Yu straightened his sleeves expressionlessly.

"Since the little prince is busy with official business, let's go first." Zhao Yuehua smiled with an empathetic smile on her face: "I can buy the rest of the things myself." ”

Speaking skills, there is already an entourage leading the horse.

Zhou Yu took the reins, got on the horse, and simply rode the horse away.

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Zhao Yan went straight to the Jinchun Pavilion.

Jinchun Pavilion is a famous gold cave in the imperial capital, in which there are not only fat and thin girls, but also handsome and beautiful little girls.

In addition, there are also skinny horses raised in other places for sale.

"Mom, is there a new skinny horse?" Zhao Yan pinched the fan in one hand and held the skirt in the other, and crossed the threshold.

The interior of the Jinchun Pavilion is decorated with splendor, and Zhao Yan is also familiar with this place, and is also familiar with the bustard.

Because she and Ye Ruoling have nothing to do, they often come to this pastime, the two of them eat some fruit wine and talk, and then order a few little girls to play music and sing a song, which is also interesting.

It was still early in the morning, and there were no guests in the lobby, only the bustard and a few of his men.

The old bustard was facing outward, bowing down and talking to a man in official uniform, when she heard someone calling her, she raised her head and smiled all over her face: "The young lady is here, please sit down and stay for a while." ”

She said and hurriedly ordered her subordinates: "Serve tea." ”

"Mom is busy first." Zhao Yan was not in a hurry, and sat down at the table on the side.

The man in the official uniform froze, held his hand and released it several times, and only turned his head after calming his heartbeat: "Miss Zhao." ”

Zhao Yan was stunned, then bent her eyes and smiled: "It turned out to be Master Meng, disrespectful." ”

Mencius went to the banquet that day, wearing regular clothes, looking handsome and elegant, and now he changed into official clothes, but he was different, elegant with a little righteousness, and at a glance he was a good official who was honest and fair.

"Why is Miss Zhao here?" Mencius asked softly.

He usually can't see anyone coming here for recreation, especially his daughter's house, which only makes him think of the words "not keeping women's morals".

But when he saw Zhao Yan here, he didn't feel disgust in his heart.

He attributed this to the guilt he felt for Zhao Yan in his heart.

"Why else did you come here?" Zhao Yan chuckled, and her eyes rolled: "Isn't Lord Meng himself here?" ”

"I'm here for business." Mencius blushed in embarrassment: "Calculate the taxes here." ”

"Oh, then we're different." Zhao Yan didn't care, and smiled at him: "I'm here for fun." ”

Mencius didn't want her to be so straightforward, and he was a little speechless for a while.

"My lord, the account books have been taken, do you want to bring them back or go upstairs to calculate?" The old bustard asked with a smile on the side.

Mencius didn't pay attention to her, looked at Zhao Yan and plucked up the courage to say, "Miss Zhao, can you take a step to speak?" ”

"Where?" Zhao Yan smiled at him: "You don't invite me to tea?" ”

"Grab a pot of tea and go upstairs." Mencius turned his hot face and instructed the old bustard: "Take the account book too." ”

The bustard did so.

Entering the wing, Zhao Yan reclined on the official hat chair and sipped the teacup lightly.

Mencius sat upright, hiding the discomfort on his face: "Miss Zhao, do you need something else?" ”

"No, you don't." Zhao Yan put down the teacup, her soft lips were dipped in tea, and she was shining like a jewel: "If Master Meng has anything to say, just say it." ”

Mencius lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at it again: "Miss Zhao shouldn't have come here." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Yandai raised her eyebrows lightly and smiled playfully: "Master Meng thinks where should I be?" Do you have a husband and children in the Auxiliary Mansion? ”

"It's not." Mencius raised his head and hurriedly turned his gaze away: "I...... I misunderstood the girl and did something like that.

I'm willing, willing to make amends...... Help the girl. ”

"Why did you say it so well, and stuttered again?" Zhao Yan covered her lips and smiled: "I don't know how Lord Meng plans to help me?" ”

"Jiang Huaifu is really not a good match." Mencius pondered for a moment before saying: "I am willing to help the girl reconcile and leave, leave the Fuguo Mansion, the girl will not give up on herself again, and come to this kind of mixed place." ”

"Help me and leave?" Zhao Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Master Meng is really warm-hearted.

But why should I reconcile? ”

"I've heard people say that the Fuguo Mansion treats girls badly, Jiang Huaifu has been a classmate with me for a few years, and I know him very well." Mencius looked at her sincerely: "He is not a person who can be entrusted with his life. ”

"Then who is the one who can be entrusted with life?" Zhao Yan bent her eyes and asked with a smile: "Lord Meng?" ”

Mencius's handsome face suddenly swollen red, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Look, the little stammerer is so scared that he can't speak." Zhao Yan stood up with a smile: "Isn't marrying in the same family?" The Fuguo Mansion is very good, so Master Meng doesn't have to worry about me. ”

Mencius subconsciously took a step forward and called her: "Miss Zhao." ”