Yuqiongyin

Seeing that Rong Yunqiu did not answer, he took another step forward, closing the distance between them, and looking forward to the other party's response.

Unable to ignore the man's enthusiasm, Rong Yunqi nodded slightly at him.

Chu Chenning stepped forward with an impatient look, blocking his burning gaze and scolded, "Mu Ze, what are you doing!"

"Oh my, I'm just curious." Mu Ze pouted, "I haven't seen you for so long and you still have this attitude."

Chu Chenning took off the purse from his waist, threw it on the table, and cursed, "Are you short of money again? Hurry up and prepare two sets of pens, ink, paper, and inkstone."

"Okay!" Mu Ze happily accepted the purse. Chu Chenning has always been generous, and he knew there must be a lot of silver and money in it without opening it.

After quickly preparing the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Mu Ze very considerately stood aside to give the two of them enough space.

The two of them stood at the two ends of the desk. Rong Yunqiu lowered his head slightly, and gently grasped the brush with his slender fingers, seemingly scribbling on the paper casually, but in fact his peripheral vision was always paying attention to Chu Chenning's movements.

"Are Aning and the store owner old acquaintances?" Rong Yunqi asked lightly.

Chu Chenning paused, he didn't expect Rong Yunqiu to be curious, but he didn't intend to hide it.

"He used to be a young master in the Marquis's mansion, but his family fell into poverty later on."

"So that's how it is. It seems like he has a good relationship with you." Rong Yunqiu lowered his head with a smile and continued to focus on the brush in his hand.

"When I was little, I always liked to go to my uncle's house, and we got along well after a while." Chu Chenning wrote and drew on paper while talking about the past. "After my uncle passed away, the Marquis's house was raided by the Empress, but they deserved it."

"Well, what about the store?"

"Oh, I found a substitute for the death row prisoner and replaced him." Chu Chenning's tone was as calm as water, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

"Hmm?" Rong Yunqi raised his head slightly, a little confused.

"He is my uncle's only child. I must have known what I did. In order to prevent my father from being sad, she also acquiesced to what I did."

Chu Chenning couldn't help laughing when he recalled what he had done in the past.

At that time, she was indeed young, impulsive and reckless. She even made a big fuss in front of her mother because of the confiscation of the marquis's mansion.

Afterwards, she was only thinking about how to find someone else to rescue Mu Ze, but she had no intention of admitting her mistake.

At the time, she felt she was right, so she fought for it regardless of the consequences. Now thinking about it, her actions were so childish and immature.

But Chu Chenning did not regret it.

Rong Yunqiu listened quietly to Chu Chenning talking about the past, and finally put down the last stroke.

He looked up and saw Chu Chenning was still writing, so he prepared to go over and take a look.

Seeing this, Mu Ze hurriedly strode forward, stretched out his arms to stop him, and said with a bit of anxiety and earnestness in his tone, "Young Master, the prayers in this lotus lantern cannot be seen by others! Come on, let me pick a nice lotus lantern."

Rong Yunqiu paused, feeling a little surprised by Mu Ze's action, and then nodded slowly, "Okay."

After Rong Yunqiu had chosen the lotus lantern and Chu Chenning had finished writing, the two of them shared the lotus lantern. They folded the paper, dripped some wax on it to seal it, and then walked to the Que River to release the lotus lantern.

Mu Ze was tidying up the desk. When he looked up, he happened to see the two figures by the Que River.

Thinking back to the conversation I had just had with Rong Yunqiu, I felt that the two of us were a perfect match.

This way his father can rest assured.

The candlelight shone on them, outlining their silhouettes and seeming to cover them with a layer of golden glow.

They stood quietly holding hands, watching the lotus lantern float away towards the Suzaku statue.