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Hong'er handed the remaining silver to Taro, and Taro took the money and sent away the villagers who helped. After a while, he walked to Song Xiang and said, "Miss, it's time to go back."

Song Xiang hummed and told Dengzhu: "Dengzhu, help Mr. Wei up, let's go back!"

The group returned to the temple. Feng Mian took Wei Tingxun to his living room to take a bath and found a change of clothes for him.

Zhou Yanzhen brought Hong'er to Song Xiang's room and said with a sad face: "Young Master Wei is so pitiful! Sister Song Xiang, how about you accept him?"

"Sister Zhou, don't talk nonsense!" Song Xiang said anxiously, "I helped Mr. Wei out of morality and I didn't want him to repay me. Sister Zhou, please don't mention this matter in front of Mr. Wei."

"He has lost his parents, has no relatives to rely on, is penniless, and is in a difficult situation. Staying in a temple is not a long-term solution." Song Xiang was worried and full of worries, and he didn't know how to make a decision.

Give him some money and let him stay alone in the temple. If he meets a woman like before and he can't think about it for a while, wouldn't it be harmful to him, but taking him with him will always hinder his reputation.

Seeing Song Xiang in such a difficult situation, Zhou Yanzhen suggested, "How about I accept Mr. Wei as my adopted brother?"

"Bringing him like this will give him an identity!"

Song Xiang nodded and said, "Sister Zhou's suggestion is very good. You can ask him later."

Just as he was talking, Feng Mian walked in alone: ​​"Master Wei washed up and went to bed. I asked Dengzhu to watch in front of the bed. He didn't eat a bite, but what should I do?"

"Ah? How is this possible?" Zhou Yanzhen whispered and said worriedly, "His body is so thin, won't his body collapse if he doesn't eat?"

Song Xiang clicked his tongue, pursed his lips and said, "If he doesn't eat, we will starve with him. In this way, he will always eat!"

"This is a good idea!" Zhou Yanzhen finally had a smile on her face, "Sister Song Xiang has an idea."

Feng Mian nodded and said, "Then I'll go back to the living room next door and take a look."

Several people were waiting for Wei Tingxun, and he didn't wake up until night.

Feng Mian told Wei Tingxun that everyone was hungry after him. Wei Tingxun was extremely ashamed and immediately shouted for food. Everyone felt relieved.

After dinner, Feng Mian did not dare to let Wei Tingxun sleep alone, so he sent Deng Zhu to accompany him.

And he waited until Wei Tingxun fell asleep, then lay on the table and squinted for a while.

That night, Wei Tingxun dreamed that his mother came and cursed bitterly: "I did not support you just to make you seek death and live with me in the underworld. The girl next to you is a rich man. You Cherish it and don’t miss it.”

Wei Tingxun was very surprised, but he was sleepy and haunted by nightmares, and he couldn't wake up.

The next morning, Wei Tingxun felt even more guilty when he looked at Feng Mian sleeping on the table.

Dengzhu quietly opened the door and brought some water for the two of them to wash up.

After daybreak, they had finished washing and the three of them had eaten. Dengzhu saw Wei Tingxun cover his mouth in surprise and whispered to Feng Mian: "Yesterday, it was dark and the young master Wei was carrying his back again. The younger one didn't see his appearance clearly. , when I saw him today, I realized how good-looking Mr. Wei is."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Wei, my lady said it's time to leave for Fucheng!"

"Come here."

Dengzhu responded and waited respectfully.

Feng Mian took out his own moonlight cloak and urged Wei Tingxun to put it on.

Wei Tingxun lowered his head and refused to answer, wandering in front of the table with his hands clasped. Miss Song did not promise him her body. He was worried that if he followed Miss Song like this, he would be looked down upon.

What's more, she has such a handsome husband following her. Thinking like this, he raised his head and glanced at Feng Mian.

Feng Mian couldn't help but persuade: "Master Wei, just follow us. Although Miss Song is a little confused, she won't act randomly!"

Miss Song? mix?

According to what Mr. Feng meant, he was not the husband of Miss Song.

Wei Tingxun stood up quietly, took the cloak from Feng Mian and tied it around his neck, determined to go outside and take a look.

As soon as the door was opened by Dengzhu, Taro barged in: "Oh, I said Dengzhu, you..."

"Taro, what's wrong?"

Zhou Yanzhen swaggered from the next door to the door. When she saw Wei Tingxun, she staggered. She was so amazed that she almost fell in love with him. After being supported by Hong'er, she quickly looked Wei Tingxun up and down.

Then he pretended to be polite and covered his eyes, shouting: "Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate."

Song Xiang walked over from behind Zhou Yanzhen and went straight into the room. As his eyebrows slowly raised, the young master in a blue cloud robe came into view.

The young master is wearing a moon-colored cloak, his hair is tied up high with a jade crown, his body is long and tall, and he looks noble and dignified.

The light from the door illuminated the living room, making the young master's face even paler and more handsome. Under the handsome eyebrows, his narrow eyes had a sickly broken feeling.

This, this, this, is this Mr. Wei?

Previously, although he was frail, he had unkempt hair and dark hands, so he thought he was older than everyone else. But now that Feng Mian had taken care of him, he realized that he was deliberately looking ugly in order to hide himself.

In order not to be bullied in this world where women are superior to men, it is really difficult for him.

Song Xiang couldn't help but respect him.

Seeing that Song Xiang was silent, Zhou Yanzhen let go of her hand covering her eyes and said to Wei Tingxun: "Master Wei, we will leave for Fucheng in a moment. For the convenience of walking, how about I accept you as my adopted brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Tingxun was stunned for a while and fell into a brief silence. He couldn't help but glance at Song Xiang and said softly: "Okay!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yanzhen felt a joy in her heart and said with a smile: "I have a foster brother."

"Young lady of the Zhou family, please be patient, this matter cannot be done casually!" Feng Mian first rejected Zhou Yanzhen's proposal, and then said seriously, "Only if I and Mr. Wei become sworn brothers, can we not ruin Mr. Wei's life. Reputation.”

Zhou Yanzhen said ruefully: "I didn't think carefully before, and I almost ruined Mr. Wei's reputation. I'd better do what Mr. Feng said!"

Feng Mian led Wei Tingxun to the main hall to offer sacrifices to the Buddha, burn incense and kneel down, and they became brothers with different surnames.

Then he went to Wei Tingxun's hall to help pack things.

Song Xiang and a group of people bowed to say goodbye to the abbot, went down the mountain, got on the carriage and drove towards the city.

When we arrived at Xuanyang Mansion, it was almost noon.

Song Xiang sat on the shaft of the carriage and looked far ahead. On the broad and thick city wall, the ancient brick walls stretched to the left and right.

When they got closer, a city gate two feet wide and one foot deep stood majestically in front of people's eyes. In the middle of the city gate, the three characters "Xuanyang Mansion" were engraved in black seal script.

A magnificent red-walled tower with multiple eaves is built above the city gate.