Wei Lan has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and her concealment skills are very good. He followed Xie Zichen all the way, but Xie Zichen's guards didn't notice him.
However, Xie Zichen's guards didn't notice it, which doesn't mean that the son in the sedan chair didn't know about it. From the moment Wei Lan followed, Xie Zichen noticed that someone was following him. Chong Ni looked into his eyes, his hands trembled in fright, and he put down the curtain.
He took a deep breath for a moment, telling himself to calm down.
After reliving his whole life, he thought that the unexpected Wei Lan would be his surprise, but who would have thought that he would be so frightened...
This is a broken sleeve.
The real deal!
What's more, this Duanxiu invited him to Linglong Pavilion for dinner, but now he is still following him all the way! It is simply tolerable and unbearable, but if you can't bear it... you have to bear it!
Xie Zichen took a deep breath, once again hating his own incompetence.
He came back too late.
Born a concubine since childhood, although he has many friends, he can't trust anyone's sincerity without exchange of benefits; Up to now, he has opened a few shops secretly, saved some money, and developed some informants, which is the limit of what he can do; the only backer is his teacher Xu Qing, but after his rebirth, he clearly knows that, Later Xu Qing defected to his enemy, the more scandals he let Xu Qing know about him today, the stronger the backlash when Xu Qing defected in the future.
So he was reborn and came back for two years, but at the critical moment, there was no one available for him, which is indeed sad.
Xie Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang joined his hands, determined to rest for a while, and then plan carefully after returning home.
After sending Xie Zichen back to the mansion, Wei Lan turned back to Changxinhou's mansion. The beauty is happy, sending the beauty back home, Wei Lan can't help but feel a little light in her heart, although she doesn't show it on the surface, but even Wei Zhong can clearly find that the breath around Wei Lan seems to be much more relaxed.
Deciding on the candidate for her future lord, Wei Lan solved a big problem, and immediately asked the Anbu to take all the information of Xie Zichen, and at the same time sent someone to inquire about his life experience, and dropped a person from the dark guard , to send Xie Zichen a love poem written by her every day.
Although, according to the secret guard, Xie Zichen never looked at it and burned it.
Wei Lan's heart is very depressed, no matter what, her handwriting is still beautiful, and her poems are still well written, so the behavior of burning without even reading it is really hurtful.
But it doesn't matter, she is still strong enough to send it off, and whenever she is free every day, she will go to see the life of Xie Zichen who was moved by Anbu.
As a bastard, Xie Zichen really had a very bad time, but seeing that under such a difficult environment, Xie Zichen was able to open a shop and be an informant, even Wei Lan couldn't help admiring him, looking at Xie Zichen's file, Tong Ran Mo sighed: "Ran Mo, my lord is really extraordinary, and he really deserves to be my fiancé!"
The hand that dyed the ink and grinded couldn't help shaking, and reminded Wei Lan: "My son, be more reserved. And you have called your fiancé before you have even written the horoscope, isn't it too early?"
Wei Lan hooked the corner of her mouth, and said meaningfully: "Earlier and later... Aren't they all my people?"
"Where does your confidence come from? Mr. Xie doesn't look happy at all, are you sure you're okay?"
Of course no problem.
Wei Lan thought to herself, she has pursued dozens of family members if not hundreds, who didn't refuse her at the beginning, and followed her in the end? Although she didn't make it to the end, it didn't hinder the verification of her personality charm!
Moreover, these sons never forgot about her after they got married, and they recited a poem when they saw each other from time to time all the year round. Xie Zichen
But Ran Mo's words still made Wei Lan wake up a bit, after all, Xie Zichen seemed to be a little more reserved. Maybe, he doesn't like her being so direct
Wei Lan thought about it seriously, and finally decided that she should change her strategy.
So she asked Ran Mo to send her out to send love letters to Xie Zichen every night. The guard who just came back called and said seriously, "Well... I decided, I'm going to change direction."
"What are you going to do?" Ran Mo pricked up her ears, feeling that her young lady would not do anything good.
"I'm planning," Wei Lan thought about it: "The water will flow forever. Get close to him first, start with him as brothers, and kill all the women around him, that's enough."
"It seems," Wei Lan seriously recalled: "My current identity is too attentive, maybe he will be afraid?"
Dyeing ink: "..."
You just know... Ran Mo silently slandered.
Wei Lan propped her chin, looked outside the yard and thought like this, she felt much more comfortable, and felt that she had finally found the problem.
So Wei Lan stopped asking people to give gifts, and stopped harassing Xie Zichen, took a big turn, accepted the post from the Wang family, and went to attend the banquet held by the Wang family.
In fact, it was purely accidental that the Wang family sent a post to her. The aristocratic family seldom deals with the children of marquises like them. Most of the families like Wei Lan are canonized by the founding of the country, while the children of the aristocratic family have passed through one dynasty after another. There is no history of a hundred years. Dare to call yourself a family? The reason why the Wang family sent Wei Lan a post was simply because - I heard that she is beautiful.
Everyone has a love of beauty, especially in the state of Chu where officials have to look at their faces.
After receiving the post from the Wang family, Wei Lan thought about going back to Beijing for a few months. She really should expand her circle of contacts; Can't be absent; San Ze thought that Xie Zichen should be able to meet on such an occasion, so he accepted Wang's post without hesitation.
On the day of the attendance, in order to give a good impression to the children of many aristocratic families, Wei Lan put aside the jade-colored robes she usually wears, and instead changed into a bright red golden thread with cirrus patterns, and put on a black jade crown to show her complexion Fair-skinned, thin and gorgeous.
When she stepped down from the carriage in a red robe, there was a low sound of breathing from the surroundings. Wei Lan was secretly happy, but with a calm and indifferent smile on her face, she stepped into the courtyard with frank steps.
The children of the family stood in twos and threes in the courtyard. Under the guidance of the servants, Wei Lan met with the host of the banquet—Wang Xi, the son of the main family of the Wang family.
Wang Xi is also a beauty, different from Xie Zichen's delicacy and indifference, Wang Xi's appearance is closer to Wei Lan's temperament, free and easy, with the dignity of a family member, but not ostentatious.
He was wearing a jade-colored robe, holding a small fan in his hand, and when his servants came to report, "My lord, Wei Shizi has arrived.", he turned around with a smile on his face, and then his beautiful face appeared. came into view.
Wang Xi took a deep breath, and the person across from him cupped his hands with a smile on his face and said, "My lord, I'm in Changxinhou's mansion, Wei Lan."
Wang Xi didn't speak, just stared at Wei Lan blankly, until the person next to him bumped into him, Wang Xi came back to his senses, and sighed: "Wei Shizi's fairy appearance confuses Xi, Xi punishes himself for three cups, I hope you can forgive me , I still hope to forgive me!"
As he spoke, Wang Xi took the wine glass from the servant and drank three glasses. Wei Lan laughed loudly: "Your Highness praises you so much, and you have to punish yourself with three cups. If Wei Lan doesn't drink with Young Master, isn't it impolite?"
As she spoke, she took the wine glass from Ran Mo who was holding the wine expressionlessly, and drank three glasses in a row.
There were applause from all around, and Wang Xi's eyes were full of admiration. He pulled Wei Lan towards him with a smile and said, "I never thought that Wei Shizi is also a lover. Come and come, the garden is full of friends. Wei Shizi can rest assured today." Have fun, if you lie down drunk, I will personally carry you back!"
Wei Lan laughed silently, and was dragged into the garden by Wang Xi.
This is the Wang family's garden in the suburbs, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom at this time. The children of the aristocratic family wore spring shirts and gathered in twos and threes to drink wine, which was a scene of a bright spring day.
Wang Xi introduced people to her one by one, and suddenly, Wei Lan found the person she paid special attention to.
He was sitting under a peach tree, playing chess with a boy in a blue robe. Peach blossoms danced all over him, his face was calm and calm, calm and peaceful.
Wei Lan paused, and said to Wang Xi, "Brother Wang, I saw an acquaintance, go over and have a look."
Wang Xi stopped and asked curiously, "Acquaintance? Who?"
"Thank you, Fourth Young Master." Wei Lan imitated what others called him, and Wang Xi smiled calmly. Unlike the information that Wei Lan gave to Anbu, ordinary nobles looked down on Xie Zichen. Wang Xi didn't seem to care about Xie Zichen's background, and smiled. Said: "The beauty and the beauty really cherish each other. Now that Brother Wei has found an acquaintance, Xi will go to the front yard to continue entertaining guests."
"Brother Wang, please go ahead." Wei Lan smiled, raised her hand to send Wang Xi away, and then stepped up to Xie Zichen's side.
Xie Zichen was so focused on playing chess that he didn't realize that Wei Lan was standing behind him. He only felt that someone was watching the chess behind him, and he never looked back.
Wei Lan quietly watched him play chess. His chess style was fierce and domineering, which was in stark contrast to the looseness of the opponent. A quarter of an hour later, Wang Ning, who was sitting across from him, finally sighed and said seriously: "Shiro, if you don't let me go, I'm afraid I won't play chess with you again in this life."
Xie Zichen didn't speak, and silently took the chess pieces back one by one. Wang Ning stood up, stretched her waist, and said impatiently: "Forget it, don't give in if you don't let me in. I want to see who is willing to play chess with you."
"Me." Wei Lan stood behind Xie Zichen, and responded with a smile. Xie Zichen's movement of picking up chess pieces froze slightly, and he saw the young man in red sitting opposite him, Ruyu's hand stretched out on the chessboard, accompanying him with a piece One picked up the pawn.
Xie Zichen slowly raised his head, met the other party's gentle and affectionate eyes, and listened to the other party's words: "Brother Xie, long time no see."
Xie Zichen's expression froze and he didn't reply. He put the chess pieces into the chess box, got up and wanted to leave. Wei Lan stood up, put her hands in her sleeves, and said with a smile: "Brother Xie, why did you avoid me like a snake when you saw me?"
Wei Lan's voice was not loud, but still attracted people's attention.
Xie Zichen remained silent, he didn't quite know how to tell the person in front of him that he was a broken sleeve in public and try to make him a broken sleeve too.
The two were deadlocked, Xie Jie came out from the crowd, and when he saw Wei Lan and the sullen Xie Zichen, he immediately raised a smile, stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Wei Lan: "Brother is shy by nature, and you still don't want to be embarrassed. I hope brother will forgive me."
Wei Lan shifted her gaze to the visitor, who was also a well-born person with a handsome face and a dignified appearance. After staring at him for a while, she smiled and saluted: "Wei Lan, the mansion of the Marquis of Changxin, has just returned to Shengjing, and the personnel affairs are a little unfamiliar. I don't know Mr. Xie's name, but I hope you will forgive me."
She was inherently good-looking, and she spoke and behaved gracefully, and immediately won the favor of everyone. Xie Jie smiled and said: "It turns out to be Wei Shizi. Those who don't know it are not to blame. I am the third son of the Xie family, Xie Jie. You and I might as well talk about it, how about it?"
"Very good." Wei Lan nodded and sat down in the original seat. If you look carefully, you can find that the eyes she looks at Xie Jie are full of pampering and indulgence like a child. Others couldn't see it, but Xie Zichen saw it for real.
He couldn't help striding towards the opposite direction of Wei Lan. His friend Wang Ning shook his folding fan and said, "This Wei Shizi is really a romantic man, and he looks really good. I didn't say that, I thought there would be no more You look better, now that I see Wei Shizi, I understand that I am a frog at the bottom of the well."
"Don't get too close to him." Seeing Wang Ning's admiring expression, Xie Zichen reminded him lightly out of friendship. Wang Ning was stunned for a moment, and said a little puzzled, "Zichen, you don't like her?"
"Yeah." Xie Zichen didn't say much, nodded, and said seriously: "She is sick."
Wang Ning didn't speak, she glanced suspiciously at Wei Lan who was chatting happily with Xie Jie, and then at her friend who looked indifferent, after a long time, she finally said: "Zichen, don't you envy that she looks better than you?" Bar?"
Xie Zichen: "..."
Wang Ning slapped the fan in her hand, and said in surprise, "It's not true, is it?!"
"You think too much." Xie Zichen was a little overwhelmed by this out-of-the-ordinary friend, glanced leisurely at the young man in red under the peach blossom tree in the distance, and said seriously: "She is really sick."
Broken sleeve, incurable disease.
The author has something to say:
Author: "Interview, Ran Mo, do you think your lady is satisfied with today's party?"
Ran Mo: "Satisfied, of course I am satisfied. Letting her participate in this kind of banquet full of aristocratic families is like wolfing into sheep... It's horrible."