It’s a warm spring day and the sparse woods are picturesque.
The water is so blue that it stretches to the sky. There are pavilions and terraces on both sides of the river for the young men and women of noble families to enjoy.
The colorful flower curtains are hanging lightly, and on the tea table there are various tea utensils, as well as a stove and a bottle.
After finally going out to enjoy the spring, Song Lingzhi was impatient to make tea and scent in the waterside pavilion, and just asked people to go upstairs.
Hearing He Ming's words, Song Lingzhi turned around in confusion and stared at Wei Ziyuan behind him curiously: "You have never met Mr. He?"
Wei Ziyuan lowered his head and his amber eyes looked down: No, I just saw from afar that Mr. He's carriage had broken, and worried that the girl couldn't wait, so I came to inform her first.
He Ming couldn't understand sign language, so Song Lingzhi conveyed it for him. She smiled and said, "Wei Ziyuan is anxious, don't blame me, Brother He."
He Ming cupped his hands: "Of course not."
He Ming had dismounted earlier, and Qiuyan returned early to get a kite for He Ming.
Seeing Wei Ziyuan raising his feet in a daze, trying to follow Song Lingzhi, Qiu Yan quickly grabbed him and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Wei Ziyuan said indifferently: Fly a kite.
Qiuyan glanced at him with a smile and said, "Silly boy, it would be better if Sister Baizhi were here. If we go, we will just be in the way."
Wei Ziyuan didn't understand and frowned.
Qiuyan lowered her voice and said, "Well, you've been busy in the accounting office these days, so you must not know what happened in Linyue Pavilion... It was actually Madam Song's idea to enjoy the spring today."
They are all smart people and understand things quickly.
Wei Ziyuan stopped and stared with his burning eyes at Song Lingzhi who was walking side by side with He Ming in front of him.
The girl's smile was as beautiful as a flower, and she walked gracefully. The spring light enveloped her body, like the scorching sun.
It seems that Song Lingzhi should be like this, like the bright and warm sun, hanging high on the branches, out of reach.
He was distracted for a moment and unknowingly parted ways with Qiu Yan. Wei Ziyuan didn't even hear the screams behind him in time.
"—Girl, be careful!"
The maid's shrill scream completely disrupted Wei Ziyuan's thoughts.
I looked up suddenly and was caught off guard by a blue figure in front of me.
There were many young men and young ladies enjoying the spring and sightseeing on the river today, and Wei Ziyuan couldn't tell who was who. He only saw the figure of a young girl swaying, hugging the tree trunk with her arms stretched out, trying to catch the kite hanging high on the treetop.
Hearing the maid's concerns, the young girl said indifferently: "Why are you shouting? Mother is not here. If you don't tell her, she won't..."
He gritted his teeth and leaned forward.
Suddenly, she stepped on empty air and the Bixia figure fell straight down. The maidservant couldn't catch up and could only watch her daughter fall onto a strange man.
Her eyes turned red with anxiety.
The word "girl" was choked in the throat, and suddenly the man took half a step back without making a sound.
Wei Ziyuan remained calm and just watched the girl fall before his eyes.
Their eyes met, Su Zhi's eyes were full of astonishment and anger: "Why are you..."
The complaint on his lips suddenly disappeared when he saw Wei Ziyuan's face.
The young man has a handsome face and a pair of amber eyes that are like fine unpolished jade.
Su Zhi stood up with the help of her maid, her features gentle, completely different from her previous arrogance and insolence.
She said in a gentle voice: "My little girl Su Zhi greets you, sir. I was anxious just now..."
Before he could finish his words, Wei Ziyuan had already strode past Su Zhi without looking away.