"Shumei, what are you doing out here? Still dressed like this? Ye Chengxuan waved his hand to signal the coachman to stop first, pointed to her, and asked a little puzzled.

"The eldest brother is going to meet the future sister-in-law, of course I am going to take a long look for the eldest brother." Jiang raised the corners of his lips and walked down the steps of the cloister with a slightly longer hem, as a matter of course.

"Nonsense, go back, that's not where you should be." Ye Chengxuan's brows couldn't help frowning.

"Where there's nonsense, I'm serious." Jiang Shu said seriously, "If you can't see people, what if you marry a in the future and come back, and then treat me as a sister-in-law?" ”

"Don't worry, it won't." Ye Chengxuan looked at her vibrant look, and was suddenly a little speechless.

Could it be that his vision is so clumsy that he can't even see what kind of temperament a person will be?

Besides, this meeting was just to conform to the wishes of his family, and he never planned to agree to this marriage.

"Even so, it wouldn't hurt to have one more." Jiang Shu had already walked to the carriage at this time and stopped slightly.

"What if I don't?" Ye Chengxuan looked at her from top to bottom and said.

"Then I'll hire a carriage and go over by myself, anyway, I know where the Qingfeng Building is." Jiang Shu smiled disappreciatively and made a gesture to leave.

"Alright, come on." Ye Chengxuan saw her insistence and knew that it was impossible to persuade her to go home, and there was only compromise.

"Big brother, I knew you were the best." Jiang Shu immediately turned around, stretched out a hand to him, and let him pull him into the car.

Inside the gate of Yefu, next to the wall surrounded by flowers and trees, Ping Qian held the wall stone with both hands, looking at the carriage outside, the wooden door was tightly closed, and his eyes were slightly watery.

Although the eldest young master deliberately went to Qingran Pavilion to find himself last night, and hinted to himself that he had someone he liked, the reason why he didn't tell his family or show his attitude to that person was because he was afraid that she would be hurt, and this time he agreed to see Miss Wei's family, just to not make the old lady angry, but she still couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.

She knew that the person he said was herself, but she was just a maid, with a low status, and she was not worthy of him at all, and her existence would only make him embarrassed.

was secretly sad and unprepared, when a deep and solemn voice suddenly came from behind him: "As long as Ye Chengxuan's position is clear, why do you care about this involuntary meeting." ”

Ping Qian turned his head slightly, and when he saw Luo Xin holding a sword in a dark shirt behind him, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes: "How do you know?" ”

"It's not important," Luo Xin walked in front of her around the flowers and trees in front of her, looked at her fixedly, "You just need to know that as long as your attitude remains the same, his attitude will not change, even if it takes eight years, ten years, or even longer, it will be worth waiting." ”

"I can't be so selfish," Ping Qian didn't quite agree with this, "He still has a great future, I can't delay him." ”

"Are you going to give up?" Luo Xin couldn't help but sneer, "Don't think it's for his good, if he loses what he cherishes the most, it will never be good." ”

"Why are you saying this to me?" Ping Qian's heart was shocked, and a little puzzlement instantly appeared on his face.

Luo Xin looked her up and down, and said lightly: "Because I don't like the regret of "Picking Hibiscus in the River". ”

After finishing speaking, he had no intention of staying and turned to leave.

Ping Qian stood in place, silently recited the content of the poem in his heart, and suddenly his eyes were full of tears.

The poem goes like this: Wading the river to pick hibiscus, Lanze is full of fragrant grass. Whoever you want to leave behind, you are thinking about it from afar. I also look at my hometown, and the road is long. Leave with one heart, and die with sorrow.