Wei Guo left in a hurry, feeling uneasy as he kept thinking about what his sister meant by what he said.
Does her sister want her to marry someone else? No, she will never marry anyone else.
My sister always keeps her word. My mother is devoted to Buddha and almost never cares about the family affairs. My sister takes care of many things.
Her father valued her sister far more than she did. If her sister asked her to get married, her father would agree without saying a word.
Wouldn't her next life be ruined
Wei Guo lowered his head and thought about his own thoughts. He might as well bump into someone in front of him.
"Little girl, you don't have eyes when you walk!"
A frivolous voice sounded in my ears.
I don’t know which young man from a rich family whose hair has not yet fully grown. Don’t you know how to hide when you see her
Wei Guo stroked his sore forehead with an angry look on his face and was about to scold the man. When he saw the man's face, he immediately froze and looked at the man dreamily without blinking.
This man is actually even more handsome than Brother Fan. Brother Fan is already the most handsome man he has ever seen.
No, no, this is their home, where did this person come from.
He immediately reacted and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Why do you appear in our house?"
"Of course your grandfather agreed. Now I am a distinguished guest here. Miss, don't you know what politeness is?" Dong Xun knocked on the folding fan in his hand and sighed.
"Even if you are a distinguished guest, you don't know that someone is coming. Can you dodge? My forehead is still hurting when I hit it."
"That's right. I'm really sorry. I thought the girl deliberately threw herself into my arms to hug you. It's a pity," Dong Xun said without sincerity: "Then in order to express my apology, why don't you cook me a meal in person to compensate me?" I will forgive the girl in a moment, how about that?"
"You...you are such a big-headed idiot! It's your fault, and you want me to cook for you to apologize. Do you know how ashamed you are?"
Wei Guo was really angry. She had been raised in a boudoir before, and had never been teased like this by Fan Zong when she was a young man.
"I really don't know how to be ashamed!" Dong Xun opened the folding fan with a "pop", and smiled so much: "Miss, are you so beautiful that you are so excited that you can't even speak? This is incomplete, I know that I am brave and brave, but it is really my fault to let the young lady lose her composure like this!"
"..." Wei Guo.
She had never seen such a shameless man.
Wei Guo admitted in her heart that Dong Xun was a handsome man, but this was the first time she had seen him who deserved a beating. She sneered, "If you are too handsome, there won't be any handsome men in the world. I'm too lazy to talk to you." Talk, I still have things to be busy with."
"Oh? What's going on? Do you want me to come with you?" Dong Xun closed his fan, took two steps forward, and held up Wei Guo's smooth chin with one hand.
"You're a bastard!" Wei Guo's cheeks instantly turned red, he took a step back to escape his claws, and glared at him: "I want to tell my sister that you bullied me!"
"I am your grandfather's distinguished guest, what can your sister do to me?" Dong Xun didn't take it seriously and hit Wei Guo on the head with a folding fan.
"Just wait, I will ask my sister to drive you away!" Wei Guo grabbed Dong Xun's folding fan and snatched it away. His feet seemed to be greased and he ran away without a trace.
Until he ran out of the door, Wei Guo's heart was still pounding. He didn't know who the man was.
Opening the folding fan, Wei Guo looked at the cute children playing above and chuckled.
"How old are you? It's still childish to play with this kind of folding fan. Hey, it doesn't matter to you. Your childishness has nothing to do with me. Now I have to find a way to find my brother Fan. Brother Fan, hehe, I coming."
…
Fan Zong and the boy came to the nearest market. It was the middle of the year and it was the busiest time in the market.
The sounds of hawking, shouting, and noise... are endless.
"Master, there is a teahouse here, why don't we go have a cup of tea?" the boy suggested.
The teahouse looks very simple from the outside, but it has a unique style inside, with elegant decoration and a sense of literati.
Many literati like to drink and write poems in the quiet, tranquil and elegant environment, and have a good time.
"Go!" Fan Zong raised his eyes and glanced at the teahouse's sign, with very faint ripples flashing through his deep eyes.
The two of them sat down in a private room, which was right next to the window. From their angle, they could just see the scene on the street outside. Every merchant and everyone could see clearly.
Suddenly Fan Zong raised his eyebrows and stared intently at the blush in the crowd. The boy waiting on the side also noticed Fan Zong's abnormality. He followed his gaze and looked down, with a surprised expression in his eyes: " Isn't this the girl I saw at the inn? She actually came to Yangzhou City."
"Exactly, we meet each other everywhere in life!" Fan Zong's eyebrows showed a hint of joy, he put down the tea cup and stood up: "Let's go see that woman!"
In order to make Qin Qiqin forget her sadness and become happy, Ye Xingtong took her to many beautiful places and played many fun things.
What they are holding now are the little clay figurines they just bought, which they asked the old man who made them to mold according to their appearance.
Their expressions, facial features, and movements are all very similar.
"How is it? Are you happy to come out this time?" Ye Xingtong asked with a smile. She took a clay figurine in each hand. Needless to say, one was her own, and the other...
It was Wu Ye. She described Wu Ye's appearance and demeanor, and the old man made it up as she listened.
Not to mention that they are really similar, Wu Ye must have never seen such a clay figure before, and he must be very happy to see it.
"Happy, I'm very happy. I have experienced things that I have not experienced in the past ten years. It turns out that life can still be so exciting." Qin Qiqin poked Qin Qiqin's clay figurine with the clay figurine in her hand and said with a smile: "Thank you Come shopping with me, I feel much better now."
In the past, her only hobbies were reading, writing, painting, or embroidering flowers and grass. She was quiet and graceful. She was a typical lady, rarely going out like men.
Now that Ye Xingtong brought her out, it was like living another life, something she had never experienced before. Everything felt very new and wonderful, even the pain in her heart because of Mr. Deng's discomfort. It's also reduced a lot.
Women, in addition to staying at home and being ladies, can also go out and play to make their lives more exciting.
Ye Xingtong smiled proudly and said: "Of course, how can you not be happy if you come out with me? It's worth me taking you out this time. In fact, the outside world is really fun, and Yangzhou City is also a very fun and special place. There are still many places in the bustling places that we haven’t gone to yet. Let’s go out together again if we have the chance.”
"Okay, okay!" Qin Qiqin responded.
"Girl..."
A clear and magnetic voice came from behind.
Ye Xingtong turned around and looked at the unusually pale young man in white who came over. He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It's you, you live here? Are you the young master of the Fan family?"
His white clothes made his body even thinner, with fluttering sleeves and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Our young master is Fan Zong, the third young master of the Fan family." The young man stepped forward and said with a proud face, as if he was so lucky to be by the young man's side.
"It turns out it's the third young master of the Fan family. The little girl is blind. I wonder how the third young master is doing?" Ye Xingtong just asked politely to show concern.
But the boy replied honestly: "Our young master's health is getting worse due to the fatigue of traveling and traveling. Now he often vomits..."
"Xiao Fan, shut up!" Fan Zong scolded sternly.
Although he looked sickly and weak, as if he could fall down at any time, the momentum of his words did not diminish at all.
"Yes, shut up, shut up!" the boy said sarcastically, covering his mouth with his hand.
Ye Xingtong blinked, knowing that he didn't want people to know about his condition. Judging from the reaction of the boy and him, the boy's condition was probably getting serious again.
As his eyes lit up, Ye Xingtong suddenly remembered another thing. By the way, wasn't Deng Lin at the Fan family
Now that there are acquaintances in the Fan family, wouldn’t it be much easier to go to the Fan family in the future
Thinking of this, Ye Xingtong pulled Qin Qiqin to the front and introduced Fan Zong: "Third Young Master, this is Miss Qin, my good friend. She came to Yangzhou this time to find someone."
"Hello, Third Young Master." Qin Qiqin nodded lightly.
"Miss Qin?" Fan Zong looked at Qin Qiqin carefully, frowned slightly and said, "Miss Qin looks familiar! Has Miss Qin been here before?"
"I have never been here before, and this is my first time here." Qin Qiqin said, her voice gentle and soft, showing off her ladylike demeanor.
"I wonder why Miss Ye is here..." Fan Zong nodded, turned to Ye Xingtong and asked.
To him, Qin Qiqin was just a stranger he had just met, and there was no need to get to know her.
"I'm here to find my grandpa. My grandpa is the old man of Yangzhou City Wei Jiawei. It seems that we are somewhat destined." Ye Xingtong said with joy, not hiding the joy in his heart.
"Mr. Yangzhou City Guard? That's really fate, cough cough..." Fan Zong couldn't hide his surprise. Before he finished his sentence, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and started coughing.
"Master, you are not in good health. It's better not to talk too much. Let's go back as soon as possible!" The boy patted Fan Zong on the back and helped him breathe.
"Third Young Master, I think you don't look good. You should go back quickly. Xingtong will visit your mansion another day." Ye Xingtong said, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.
Although Fan Zong hid the handkerchief in his sleeve, she could still see the flash of red blood with her eyes.
(End of chapter)