Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

Ah Chun saw Nanshan looking thoughtful while eating, and put the rice cake into his mouth with a smile.

Sister looks like this, isn't she thinking about Mr. Xuan?

Hee hee hee.

Nanshan looked at Achun holding the bowl and laughing tremblingly. He also hid his head behind the bowl and snickered, a little confused.

"Ah Chun, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahem!" Nanshan asked, and Ah Chun almost choked on the rice cake and coughed rapidly.

Nanshan thought she was in a hurry to see her savior, so he patted her back and said, "Eat slowly, it's still early."

"Yeah." Haven't been discovered? Ah Chun nodded quickly, buried his head in the bowl and started eating.

"Pfft", Nanshan looked at her funny, this child was very manly and bold when eating.

After dinner, Nanshan told Mr. Liang that he was going out, and asked Mr. Wang if he had been surprised by firecrackers this morning. Hearing Mr. Liang's negative answer, Nanshan felt relieved.

Ms. Liang said that Mr. Wang was in good spirits today, but she woke up a little early. She sat in the room and read for a while. After the firecrackers went off, she stopped again.

Nanshan heard that his mother also woke up before dawn, and thought, could this be the legendary heart-to-heart connection between mother and daughter? Then she shook her head. She couldn't even tell how much this mother was connected to her.

After asking about his mother's situation, Nanshan was ready to go out.

Seeing that she seemed to have something important to do, Mrs. Liang turned around and went to the kitchen without saying anything else. The eldest lady will be back at noon, so she will be waiting for her.

Returning to the house, Nanshan took out the freshly bottled pills from the medicine box and held them in his hand. He put on his curtain hat, then called Achun and walked out through the small door together.

The small door faces a quiet street. In addition to the shady trees, there are a series of bookstores on the street. Although there is no bustle of people in other streets, the people coming and going are all literati and ordinary people with students at home. It is full of life. The scent of books that is uncontested by the world.

The streets are filled with the scent of ink, giving people the illusion of being in an academy.

In April and May, the camphor trees on the street bloom, and the scent of ink and camphor trees is carried into the yard by the spring breeze, which can save a lot of money on fragrant pills.

Nanshan likes this street very much. People on the street look intently, their eyes only on good books, and they are not arrogant or impetuous.

Go out from here and walk two more streets to Wormwood Lane.

Although spring has not yet arrived, the morning air is full of vitality. From the mist, Nanshan can smell her vitality and fireworks that linger in the world.

When No. 10 of Wormwood Lane arrived, Nanshan didn’t expect that “No. 10” would occupy the entire street.

What a luxury.

On second thought, as a frequent visitor to the world, it is normal for him to accumulate some wealth.

Don’t know where all the wealth of my past lives has gone?

"Knock, buckle, buckle," Ah Chun knocked on the door. Nanshan looked at the dark red door. He suddenly remembered that when he dreamed last night, he tightened his grip on the medicine bottle, and some porcelain-like texture was revealed from the originally white knuckles. luster.

The door opened, and it was the boy who gave her a note at the matchmaking party.

"Brother A Zhuang!" Ah Chun called sweetly and greeted him.

"Chun'er, you're here so early..." Seeing that there were people following behind him, A Zhuang finally didn't ask the word "what are you doing?" "Who is this?"

"A Zhuang, this is the eldest lady. Miss, this is A Zhuang." Achun introduced.

"So it's you who are here. Miss, you are polite." A Zhuang bowed.

Nanshan nodded: "No need to be polite."

On the wall that day, Nanshan only saw A Zhuang's head and two arms. Now that she saw them all, she sighed in her heart. Such a strong young man must have been trained very hard, right?

Nanshan thought about it and praised the people in Xuan Qingyi's house for being very capable. A Zhuang was young and brave, and A Chun didn't faint even after hurting his head, so he just waited in the well water for her to come.

They are all qualities of a young and promising person.

Ah Chun found out that Xuan Qing was having breakfast in Tingfeng Yuan, so he took Nanshan there. A Zhuang continued to guard in the front yard.

Along the way, Nanshan found that the mansion was as deserted as her courtyard. Except for a few necessary soldiers who looked like mansion soldiers occasionally walking through the corridors, there were no other faces.

After walking for a cup of tea, Ah Chun said: "Miss, we are just ahead."

"This house is quite elegant." Nanshan nodded.

"Yes, sir, he doesn't like strangers, so there are only a few of us left in the courtyard. Even the aunt in the kitchen was invited here. She usually lives in her own cave."

"In the cave?" Nanshan was confused.

"Yes, that grandma is an old immortal from the nearby mountain. She is no longer in office now and has her own immortal mansion to live in. This time she came specifically to offer a meal to the husband."

Ah Chun already regarded the eldest lady as one of his own, so he gave her the bottom of No. 10 Wormwood Lane.

"I see." She forgot that it was not unusual for Xuan Qing to be accompanied by some fairies and demons.

While they were talking, they saw a vague figure in white clothes facing them in the flower hall in front of them. Sitting next to them was an entourage of seventeen or eighteen years old who looked like a bodyguard.

The guard was saying something while serving Xuan Qingyi, and Xuan Qingyi nodded from time to time.

Quite heartwarming.

It's just not like the rules of a wealthy family. The atmosphere in her courtyard was quite different. Nanshan's mouth curled up as he thought about the scene of staying up late with his concubine, three people, and his grandma's family.

"Good morning, sir." Achun stepped into the door first to report.

Nanshan looked at Achun's anxious look, as if he wanted to give the two people in the room some mental training? Will she scare them if she goes in?

Hearing Ah Chun's report, Xuan Qing was startled, and then he put down his chopsticks and looked over. After confirming who was coming, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he slowly stood up and walked to the door to greet him.

"Plop!" The young man next to Xuan Qingyi didn't even raise his head, and immediately knelt on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

Nanshan was about to walk in, but was startled by the young man's behavior, and asked Xuan Qingyi with his eyes: "What's wrong with him?"

Xuan Qing also comforted her eyes: "It's okay, you'll be fine soon."

Nanshan was suspicious when he heard the young man choke and say: "Holy Lord! We have had a hard time waiting for you!"

Nanshan: "..."

"Get up quickly." Nanshan put away his surprise and said hurriedly, "Who are you?"

"Hey!" Wu Shen received the order and stood up to reply, "Young man Wu Shen, see the God Lord... No, princess! No! Miss!" I almost forgot that my master had told me not to call the God Lord indiscriminately.

Nanshan was stunned by these titles. Well, how many people has she forgotten?

"Wushen, please take Ah Chun down first." Xuan Qing also held his forehead, why was this person more excited than him in every life? a shame.

"Can I use breakfast?" Seeing Achun helping Wu Shen, who was still dazed, to go out, Xuan Qing also welcomed Nan Shan in and sat down at the tea table.

"Well, I've used it, Brother Yi."

Xuan Qing was also about to move a plate of snacks to Nanshan. When he heard her calling him that, the hand pushing the snacks froze, and the other hand immediately tightened the handle of the chair.

He was afraid that he would lose control too.

Xuan Qing also tried hard to calm down and raised his eyes to look at the person opposite.