When he walked along the winding path in the courtyard to the vicinity of Ning Hui Garden again, Jiang Shu was surprised to find that Ye Huyu was standing still and was standing on tiptoe looking in the direction she had left before.

Hearing the movement behind her, she turned around slowly, and when she saw that it was her, she immediately strode up to greet her, and said in surprise: "Fourth sister, you are back!" ”

Jiang Shu restrained his expression and nodded lightly: "I knew that the third sister was waiting here, so I hurried over." ”

"And what about the mooncakes you took?" Ye Hushu looked down at her empty hands, tilted his head and asked.

"Uh......" Jiang Shu thought that he had forgotten this, so he had to excuse himself, "I'm afraid that the third sister will wait here for a long time, and when she arrives at the kitchen, she will rush back in a hurry, and she will forget what she is doing." ”

"Then let's stop eating moon cakes, let's go to the back garden to fly a kite now, okay?" Ye Hu raised the paper kite in his hand and said expectantly.

"No problem-" Jiang Shu was thinking of finding an opportunity to tie the sachet back to her as soon as possible, so he naturally didn't have any opinion on this.

"Let's go, then." Receiving a satisfactory answer, Ye Huqi happily took her hand and strode towards the back garden along the path she had taken when she came.

Because Ye Hujiao refused to let go, Jiang Shu tied the sachet back to her place, and accompanied her to fly a kite in the back garden until noon, before leaving to go to his titular mother, Yu Zheyu.

Then I had lunch with her in Yu Zheyu's Yinchun Garden, and then went to the Fourth Lady's Meditation Garden, and accompanied her until the waning day.

Fang just said goodbye to her and left, returned to the door of his Qingran Pavilion, and was about to push the door in, when a crisp and clear female voice suddenly came from not far away: "Brother-in-law Wang, look, it's the fourth sister-"

Jiang Shu couldn't help but pause when he heard the footsteps, and subconsciously turned his head, but saw that on the path surrounded by flowers and trees a few feet away on the side of the courtyard gate, Ye Chiwan, who was wearing a yellow shirt and blue skirt, pointed at himself and walked towards this side.

Next to her is Zhu Changxun, who is dressed in pure white and straight, looking personable and son-like.

The Qingran Pavilion where he lives is located at the back of the backyard of the Ye Mansion, and there is no courtyard behind it, and the two of them came here, obviously to find themselves.

Although Jiang Shu didn't want to see Zhu Changxun on such an important day as the Mid-Autumn Festival, he was worried that he would propose to let him accompany him to the palace to go to the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, but at this time, he knew that he couldn't hide, so he simply greeted him generously and said with a smile: "Why is the prince here?" The sixth sister came back so soon? Is the wedding banquet between Lord Huaiqing and Prince Wan over? ”

"Yes, yes," when there were only a few steps left between the two sides, Ye Chiwan stopped and spoke first, "Brother-in-law said that he wanted to take the fourth sister to a place, so he came with us." ”

"Take me somewhere?" Jiang Shu's heart tightened, and she looked sideways at Zhu Changxun beside her, "Where are you going?" It shouldn't be a banquet in the palace, right? ”

Zhu Changxun's eyes moved slightly, and he tugged at the corners of his lips and said, "Originally, it wasn't, but if you want to go, it doesn't hurt to go there instead." ”

"No, no, no," Jiang Shu immediately waved his hand, "I'm just guessing, I'm a little tired in the past few days, and I don't want to go to crowded places." ”

If you enter the palace, you will sit at the same table with those self-proclaimed learned officials and nobles, and the daughters of sons, and you will inevitably have to recite poems and lyrics.

She knows a lot about the poems about the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, like "look up at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown", like "the dew is white tonight, the moon is the hometown of Ming", like "when is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky", but those are all Tang and Song poems, and they can't be borrowed at all.

If you can't do anything by then, I'm afraid that the reputation that you built up with great difficulty a few days ago will be ruined again and become a laughing stock in the market again.