After walking around the palace, Yun Duanhun had already heard at least ten stories about Zhao Yue and Wen Liunian. In the afterglow, the Wanjun thunder and lightning were called out, and all the bandits were burned to death. At this moment, Mr. Wen was sitting in the flower basket, and the version sent by Fenghuang, people couldn't help but envy and sigh with emotion when they heard it. Fan is really a fairy couple.
"My guest, are you interested in Master Zhao and Lord Wen?" Seeing the two of them kept asking, the bookstore owner was mysterious, and took out a small box from the bottom of the cabinet. When he opened it, there was a pile of various short stories Ben: "These are the latest stories that have been written. They are selling very well. Do you want a set? If you want it all at once, the price can be 10% cheaper."
Wufeng was a little puzzled: "Why hide it and sell it?"
"Hey, this..." The boss looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention, and then said, "Master Wen is an official of the court, and he is not comparable to Palace Master Qin and Young Master Shen. These things are not easy to bring to the table, or Be safe."
Yun Duanhun shook his head inwardly, turned around and strode out of the shop.
Wufeng also followed.
"Guests stay here, the price can be negotiated." The boss enthusiastically persuaded him to stay behind, "You can't buy such a beautiful story anywhere else, and even the illustrations are drawn by Lu Xiucai in Wangcheng!"
"Sir." Seeing that Yun Duanhun's expression was not quite right, Wufeng asked carefully.
"It's all my fault." Yun Duanhun sighed, "If I could have left with his mother back then, I wouldn't have become what I am today."
"It's been so many years, and it's not Mr.'s fault." Wufeng said, "Don't blame yourself too much."
Yun Duanhun shook his head and said, "Let's go, go back to the residence."
Wufeng agreed—according to this posture, if you continue to stroll around, maybe you will hear some stories, and you will be quiet when you go home earlier.
Although Yun Duanhun has lived in seclusion on the islands of the East China Sea these years, he also has a few residences in Chu State, and his identity is ready-made. No one would be suspicious if he said he was a businessman. Zhou Xiang, the shopkeeper of Ah Xiang's pawn shop in Wangcheng, was also his subordinate back then, and the group lived in his house during this trip, first to search for Qingqiu's whereabouts, and second, to see Zhao Yue.
After returning to the residence, Wufeng made a pot of tea for Yun Duanhun, looking a bit hesitant to speak.
"Is there something wrong?" Yun Duanhun asked.
"I want to ask you a question, sir." Wufeng said, "When you come to Wangcheng this time, do you plan to tell the young master what happened back then?"
Yun Duan shook his head: "It's all sad things, so what if we talk about it, it's better to let him live a peaceful life like he is now."
Wufeng let out a "hmm", but couldn't help thinking of the scene at the gate of the gouache shop just now in his mind - really don't want to recognize each other, if everything is explained clearly now, and the young master is brought back to the island, maybe he can find a way Rescue some.
But men like to put on rouge, no matter how you say it, it's not right!
Later, Wuying also came back to report, saying that the man did not take any action along the way, but just kept staring at Zhao Yue and returned to his residence, and then wandered around the city for a while before turning into a rice shop to see how he was dressed. It should be the guy inside.
"Rice?" Wufeng said.
"That's right, it's called Fengshou Rice Shop." Wuying said, "Someone has been arranged to watch secretly, and if there is any trouble, it will be reported immediately."
"Good job." Yun Duanhun patted him on the shoulder, stood up and walked outside.
"Where are you going, sir?" Wuying asked, "I bought red bean snacks when I came back."
"Eat by yourself." Yun Duanhun went into the next bedroom.
Wuying wondered, "What's wrong, sir?"
"What else can I do?" Wufeng said, "It's not normal to suddenly see the young master like that and act as if nothing happened."
"That's right." Wuying murmured in his heart, if he was handsome and fair, then it would be fine if he liked to wear rouge, but the young master was born so tall and mighty, with a knife hanging in his waist, so he could have this hobby, and It's really not easy.
Inside Wen's mansion, Zhao Yue put the gift box in his hand on the table, and said respectfully: "A mere heart is not a respect."
Wen Rumo and Mrs. Wen sat on the chairs, not knowing what mood they should be in - it seemed that even the emperor knew about it, which seemed to be a done deal. But when I think of the daughter-in-law I have been looking forward to all day becoming a mighty man, I feel hairy in my heart, and my hands and feet are cold, and I really need to lie down and take a deep breath.
"Daddy." Seeing that Wen Rumo had remained silent, Wen Liunian called from the side.
Wen Rumo had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Young man, I'm sorry."
The hidden guard is holding his forehead on the roof, why is he still a young hero, shouldn't he be called A Yue directly, such a family is affectionate.
The atmosphere in the room became quiet again, and it was quiet for a long time this time. Just when the dark guard began to consider whether to drop from the sky to increase the lively atmosphere, Zhao Yue finally said: "I will treat him well."
Wen Rumo started to have a headache again.
Wen Liunian pulled Zhao Yue to kneel down together.
"What are you... why are you kneeling so gracefully." Mrs. Wen sighed in her heart, and stepped forward to help the two of them up.
"Mother." Wen Liunian whispered, "Just promise us."
Mrs. Wen was in a dilemma. She turned to look at her master, trying to get him to make up her mind.
Wen Rumo remained silent.
"He really treated me very well." Wen Liunian continued, "When I was in Cangwu City, he also fought side by side with me. At that time, he said that we would be together forever."
Wen Rumo got up and left the hall without looking back, making it clear that she didn't want to hear it.
Wen Liunian's eyes were a little red.
"Don't cry yet." Mrs. Wen felt sorry for her son, "It's not like you don't know your father's temper, and he will be fine after a while."
"Mother, did you agree?" Wen Liunian held her hand.
"I..." Mrs. Wen glanced at Zhao Yue.
The hidden guard clenched his fists on the roof, and the mother-in-law was watching. Why didn't Master Zhao quickly put on a handsome pose
Zhao Yue said: "Madam please give me another chance, I will treat him with my life."
Looking at the young man in front of her, Mrs. Wen couldn't tell what was going on in her heart for a moment. Originally, I came to Wangcheng happily to see my son, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing within a day of my arrival. Why is it that he refuses to find a good girl? He can rest assured that he is in the south of the Yangtze River if someone is around him, and he knows that he is from the rivers and lakes. He probably doesn't know how to wash, cook, sew, and embroider. How do we live together
"Mother," Wen Liunian called again.
Mrs. Wen sighed softly: "Let's do this first, I'll discuss it with your father first."
Wen Liunian said: "Then mother wants to help me persuade daddy, we are all serious."
Mrs. Wen patted his hand, looked at Zhao Yue again, and then turned back to the bedroom.
The room became quiet again, and the dark guard was just about to jump down for summary and guidance, when he saw Wen Liunian leaning against Zhao Yue's arms, he had to stop again. At this time, you must not disturb, or you will be kicked by the horse.
"It's okay." Zhao Yue patted him on the back.
"I know it's okay." Wen Liunian muttered in a low voice, but it didn't prevent his legs from being weak, after all, he was still a little guilty.
"Do you want me to find Master Wen and Mrs. Wen alone?" Zhao Yue asked.
"Of course not, my father's temper is very stubborn, and he's stubborn." Wen Liunian said, "You and I don't have anything to say, only my mother can say it."
"It's only natural to have concerns at the beginning." Zhao Yue held his hand, "This kind of thing naturally sees people's hearts over time."
"Yeah." Wen Liunian looked at him and smiled, "It's okay, let's wait slowly." If it doesn't work for a year, it's three years; one day.
"Are you hungry?" Zhao Yue asked, "I'll let the cook cook for you."
"Let's go to Shanhaiju later, and be with your parents." Wen Liunian said, "There are also Master Shang and Palace Master Qin. It will be more lively together."
Zhao Yue nodded in agreement.
After a while, the servant who sent someone to invite someone came back, saying that Master Shang and Mr. Mu went to the restaurant first, while Palace Master Qin and Young Master Shen couldn't go there because of something else, and also said that if there is any need for help, just ask.
Before going out, the dark guard tried to help dress up again, but Wen Liunian ruthlessly refused. In the end, he had to mess up his hair and tear off his collar, so as to bring out the extraordinary heroism of Master Zhao.
Wen Liunian: "..."
Although Wen Rumo and Mrs. Wen still had pimples in their hearts, they finally agreed to go together, but after going out, they were startled by the appearance of the hidden guard, and looked at each other: "This is..."
The dark guard smiled like a flower: "Learn from my young palace master." His hair was fluttered in the wind, and he was very domineering at a glance.
Although these behaviors sound really stupid, but because of the name bonus of Chasing Shadow Palace, Wen Rumo and Mrs. Wen could barely accept it. After cleaning up briefly, they got into the sedan chair and went to Shanhaiju.
Although it was late at night, Shanhaijuzhong was still full of customers. Shang Yunze and Mu Qingshan were sitting drinking tea and waiting, and stood up to say hello when they saw everyone.
I didn't think there was anything at first, but after the previous troubles, Mrs. Wen now looks like a couple to everyone - of course, this is really a couple.
Zhao Yue took the menu card to order, and the dark guard also bought the sugar oil cake downstairs, squeezed it into his mouth while whistling, and ate it upstairs happily.
"Sir..." Wuying's voice dragged on, it was really hard for him not to look at the other side—the three of them were going out for dinner, but Yun Duanhun couldn't let it go, so he came to this mountain and sea residence unknowingly . It's just that before eating two bites of a table, Zhao Yue went upstairs again, followed by a group of hidden guards.
Looking at the hair that was almost standing on end, Yun Duanhun began to think whether his previous decision was wrong. It seems that it is also a very good choice to choose to clarify the events of the year, and then forcefully bring people back to the island. Otherwise, I like to wear rouge and buy hairpins as much as I do now, and the friends I make are all weird people, which is really worrying.
"Why don't you see that Mr. Wen?" Wuying muttered in his heart, isn't it a couple, and Mr. Wen's parents are all here.
"Eat your meal well." Wufeng threw a chicken leg into his bowl.
Wuying lowered his head and took a big bite, then craned his neck to look over—Mr.
No wind had to sigh.
"..." The eyes accidentally met, and Wuying's expression was a little stiff.
"Master." Mrs. Wen stretched out her hand to push Wen Rumo, "It's the group who were on the mountain road yesterday."
Wen Rumo hurriedly looked over.
Wuying's expression was stiff, and he would not have watched it if he had known.
A chubby little red worm struggled to crawl up to Yun Duanhun along the table leg.
"What." Wufeng frowned slightly.
"It's a red-armored wolf." Yun Duanhun pinched it lightly, "The nemesis of poisonous insects, it seems that this one is well-raised."
The red-armored wolf shook its tentacles toward him—I want to eat minced meat!
"Where did it come from?" Wuying wondered.
Zhao Yue strode over.
Yun Duanhun froze slightly for a moment.
"Let's go, let's go too." Mrs. Wen pushed her master, "It was indeed our fault before, and we made a fuss without evidence, at least we can pay for it."
Wen Rumo nodded, and went to the opposite table with his wife.
Wen Liunian naturally followed along.
It seems that there is excitement to watch, and the dark guard must not miss it.
And since everyone has left, there is no reason for Mu Qingshan and Shang Yunze to stay.
So in the blink of an eye, all the people around the big round table appeared in front of Yun Duanhun.
"What are you going to do?" Wuying was vigilant.
"Little brother, we are here to make amends." Wen Rumo said politely, "I'm really sorry that everyone who was harmed earlier entered the government office."
"Brother, you're being polite." Yun Duanhun smiled, "It's always right to be more vigilant when you go out. We also have things that are not right." It is indeed easy to be frightened when a person with a knife pats the shoulder.
The red-armored wolf broke free from Yun Duanhun's hands, and climbed into Zhao Yue's arms by familiar ways.
"It's a little thing you raised?" Yun Duanhun seemed casual, but his heart was already in a state of turmoil.
"Yeah." Zhao Yue said, "I probably ran over when I saw the meat and disturbed this gentleman."
"Well, let's treat this table today." Wen Rumo said bluntly, "It's an apology."
"Alright." Yun Duanhun agreed, but didn't make much excuses.
Wuying took another bite of the chicken leg, and thought that it was right to invite him for a meal, even for a year—see how my young master has been treated by Mr. Wen.
"If it's okay, everyone, please go back to eat." Knowing that someone was secretly staring at Zhao Yue, Yun Duanhun didn't want to cause too much commotion.
Wen Liunian frowned slightly, and before walking back, he couldn't help but look back.
I don't know why, I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't figure out why.
Yun Duanhun raised his head and drank a glass of wine, then turned his head to look out the window.
In an open space not far away, a Persian dancer was dancing gracefully, and the people around her applauded and applauded. In a daze, I seemed to see the familiar attic slowly reappearing like a mirage-more than 20 years ago, it was there It is where Baihuayuan is located, and it is also full of singing and dancing every day.
Wen Liunian took a bite of the dessert, then turned his head to look over.
Wuying was dissatisfied, and whispered: "Who is that man, why do you keep staring at Mr.?"
"Didn't you still stare at him just now?" Wufeng didn't mean to help him at all, "Now others are just looking back, and you are not at a disadvantage."
Wuying choked for a moment: "I'm looking at the young master."
Wufeng frowned slightly, motioning for him to keep silent.
Looking at Yun Duanhun who was still in a trance, Wuying stuck out his tongue, and finally calmed down.