beautiful woman at home

The girl came to her senses belatedly, hurriedly opened the distance, and wiped away her tears casually, her bright eyes were moist, like a hibiscus out of water, attracting attention.

"Zijin, let Sister Ye see a joke."

Ye Ran clenched the handkerchief and replied, "No."

The snow outside was falling softly by the window, and Wen Zijin asked blushingly, "Where did Sister Ye go these days?"

"The incident happened so suddenly, I went to another city to catch demons."

Wen Zijin looked at the woman in front of him worriedly, seeing that her face was much paler than before, and she was even more worried in her heart: "Then sister Ye is injured?"

"No, I just rushed all the way and I'm a little tired." Ye Ran replied slightly hesitantly.

If the snow in Jingzhou City was heavier, Ye Ran might not be able to come back in time.

"Sister Ye should get some rest." Wen Zijin stretched out his hand to spread out the thin blanket, then got up and deliberately moved the charcoal basin to the side of the bed.

Ye Ran was wrapped in a thin blanket and looked at the girl's slender figure, her eyes were full of exhaustion,

After a while, he fell asleep.

When Wen Zijin turned around pouring tea, he saw the woman on the couch had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Wen Zijin carefully opened the bookcase, took out the book from it, and then slowed down and sat aside to read silently.

The snow outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, and the whistling wind didn't affect the woman sleeping on the couch at all. The room was very warm, and occasionally there would be a creaking sound from the charcoal basin.

When it was getting darker in the room, Wen Zijin gently closed the book, looked at the woman who was still asleep, and couldn't bear to disturb her, so she wanted to get up and leave.

But because he was worried, Wen Zijin reached out and stopped in front of the nose.

Well, it has breath.

Wen Zijin breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bookcase, and left the inner room.

This continued for several days. Wen Zijin went to visit the courtyard at dawn and left at dusk.

At the banquets of the wives of various families, Mother Wen sometimes wanted to find Wen Zijin to go to the banquet with her, but she couldn't find anyone.

As night approached, Wen Zijin and Mother Wen ate together, the hot soup was boiling in the stove, and the mist lingered in it.

Wen Zijin took small bites of the reeds. The stewed meat soup with reeds is the most delicious in winter.

"Zijin stayed at Miss Ye's all day again today?" Mother Wen asked casually, holding a saucer in her hand.

"En." Wen Zijin's face was blushing, and she replied without any suspicion.

Holding the spoon in her hand, Mother Wen looked at her well-behaved and obedient daughter with her eyes, thinking that if this was a son, it would be easier to guess what he was thinking, after all, he always ran to a woman's house, even a blind man could tell.

Recently, rumors started to spread in the mansion. Although Mother Wen was displeased, she also became suspicious.

"What does Zijin do with Miss Ye on weekdays?"

Wen Zijin took a bite of the soft stewed meat, her cheeks puffed up slightly, and her bright eyes responded with joy: "Sister Ye is resting, and Zijin is doing her homework beside her."

"It's just like that?" Mother Wen asked with her eyes turning slightly.

"What does mother want to ask Zijin?" Although Wen Zijin didn't understand, he could somehow sense that mother's ulterior motives were not about drinking.

Mother Wen concealed a smile and said, "It's nothing, I just think Zijin is too clingy to Miss Ye."

Because of ghosts and evils since childhood, my daughter has always been sensible and distressing.

"Isn't this good?" Wen Zijin sipped the broth and asked a little puzzled.

amount……

If it was a child, there would be no problem, but now it is the age of marriage, there are too many moths, and Mother Wen has a headache.

Mother Wen explained: "Now you are a young master, and you run to Miss Ye's place all day long, which is not good for a girl's reputation."

"Furthermore, the wives of various families are mentioning Zijin's marriage recently. If a servant in the mansion tells the matter, people outside will misunderstand that Zijin wants to marry Miss Naye, what should I do then?"

Wen Zijin held the soup plate in his palm, his little cheeks blushed even more, and he couldn't help murmuring in a dizzy head, "Mother, Zijin is still young."

But, can you really marry sister Ye?

"Stupid words." Mother Wen felt relieved when she saw her daughter blushing, knowing that she should understand the key point.

After all, he has always been a sensible child, and he is always reassuring.

But who would have thought that the waiter would report to Mother Wen early the next morning that the young master had gone to the side courtyard again.

Due to the heavy snowfall that has not stopped for several days, the snow in the courtyard is several feet deep, and often the boots are buried by the snow.

Wen Zijin walked into the inner room of the side courtyard as in the past, it was very warm inside, even the snow on his robes melted.

Probably because of resting for a few days, Sister Ye looked more energetic. Although most of them were still resting, sometimes they would speak a scripture.

"Sister Ye, can I have porridge and rice?" Wen Zijin opened the beaded curtain to enter, and put the bookcase in his hand aside.

"Yeah." Ye Ran was leaning halfway on the low couch, holding a bamboo scroll in his hand, seeing the girl laying out the pen and ink by herself, "Why don't you see the young master listening to the teacher's class recently?"

Wen Zijin rolled up his sleeves and studied Mo Ying: "Recently, the teacher accompanied his little cousin Zhu Er to go out to play, so Zijin studied her homework by herself."

If the teacher is not allowed to take the little cousin out of the house to play, Wen Zijin will not be able to come to Sister Ye.

It's no wonder that I can always feel an extremely weak evil spirit permeating the girl's body recently. Ye Ran looked at the girl sitting upright and asked, "How is the girl's temperament?"

"Well, Sister Zhu'er is very lively and active, and like Zijin, she likes to eat cakes." Wen Zijin answered seriously with her eyebrows bent.

Ye Ran stroked the bamboo roll lightly with her fingertips, she didn't show any emotion on her face, but she still felt a little surprised when she heard such an intimate name.

After all, girls are introverted, and it is not so easy to get along with others in the academy on weekdays.

"Then you might as well bring Miss Zhu'er over some other day." It happened that Ye Ran also wanted to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, the girl replied, "I'm afraid not."

Wen Zijin didn't know why Zhu'er was afraid of this side courtyard, she hardly went to play here on weekdays.

"Forget it then." Ye Ran closed the bamboo scroll in his hand, lay on his side on the couch and said coldly, "I'm a little tired."

Doesn’t Sister Ye have scriptures to talk about today?

Wen Zijin looked pitifully at the figure with his back to him, a little confused, and couldn't bear to disturb his rest, so he silently took out a heavy book from the bookcase to practice calligraphy.

Wen Zijin hadn't seen Sister Ye turn around for a long time, so Wen Zijin could only comfort herself.

Maybe, Sister Ye will tell two scripture stories tomorrow!

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