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Early the next morning, Zhou Yuyun prepared a heavy gift and boarded the gate of Xie Mansion.

Xie Haoran heard from the doorman that Zhou Yuyun had arrived, and immediately slipped out of the martial arts arena.Seeing the gift box in Qingzhu's hand, he patted Zhou Yuyun on the shoulder: "Hey, what's the point of being polite between us, just come, and bring me something for my brother."

As he said that, he was about to reach out to take the things in Qingzhu's hand: "Tell me, why did you come to me suddenly, what do you want to ask me, brother?"

Qingzhu smirked and dodged: "Master Xie, this is not for you. Our young master didn't come to look for you either."

Xie Haoran was shocked, and then said aggrievedly: "Didn't you come to find me? Don't you have a friend who is better than me here?"

No matter how heavy Zhou Yuyun's heart was, he couldn't be weighed down by this living treasure. He smiled and said, "I'm here to visit my uncle and aunt."

"Did something happen?" Xie Haoran asked seriously.

Zhou Yuyun shook her head: "Nothing happened, I just came to visit my uncle and aunt."

Seeing that Zhou Yuyun refused to say anything, Qin Youyuan didn't ask any further, but just muttered: "What are you refusing to tell me?"

"I'll tell you later."

"Come on, come on, my parents are here today."

Zhou Yuyun walked to the hall and saluted the two people sitting in the hall: "Junior Zhou Yuyun has met his uncle and aunt."

If Xie Haoran still has the appearance of a romantic son, Xie's father is completely like a soldier in the army. He is tall and strong, with a hearty personality: "Yuyun is here."

The three exchanged a few pleasantries, and Father Xie finally asked Zhou Yuyun about his visit.

With a solemn expression, Zhou Yuyun raised her front and knelt down: "My nephew came here this time to propose marriage to sister Roujia. If you can get Roujia as a wife, Yuyun will cherish her very much and will never let you down."

Xie father and mother were not surprised at all, their expressions were even a little complicated, they seemed to be relieved, but also seemed to be somewhat apologetic.

Mother Xie looked at Zhou Yuyun, smiled and said, "Roujia is waiting for you at the back mountain."

Zhou Yuyun walked along the familiar road, and when he reached the end, he saw the gate of the courtyard.

When he was young, he lived in Xie's house for a long time.Xie's mansion took an unusual path and was built in the outskirts of Beijing, so it occupies a much larger area than those built in the inner city, and even surrounded a hill as a back garden.Although the mountain is small, there are many remote and interesting scenery inside.When I was young, Zhou Yuyun and Haoran often went to the mountains to find scenery.Xie Roujia was five years younger than them, and the seven or eight-year-old girl followed them obediently all day long, calling "brother" if they walked too fast.

When they were looking for scenery in the mountains, they found this abandoned courtyard.The courtyard has been unoccupied for a long time, and it is very dilapidated.The bamboo building is already covered with dust and cobwebs, but the flowers and trees planted by the former owner are lush and full of vitality.There is a small Wangqing spring behind the bamboo building.The yard is located in the mountains, not only the breeze is pleasant, but also the scenery of a valley can be seen in the distance.The three of them liked the yard very much, and they cleaned and arranged the yard together, making it a frequent stop.

He still remembered that the weather was hot in summer, and they often ran to this yard to escape the heat.He was sitting in the bamboo building reading, occasionally looked up to the window, Haoran was boxing in the courtyard, Roujia was sitting under the flower trellis and learning how to box.

Later, when everyone grew up, Zhou Yuyun went to study in the palace, Xie Haoran was thrown to the barracks for training, and he didn't even see each other much, so naturally he would never come to this place again.

Zhou Yuyun pushed open the door and walked in, looking around, with a surprised expression: nearly ten years have passed, and the yard is still exactly the same as he remembered, and there is no sign of ruin. Someone should have been taking care of it properly.

A clump of pruning bamboos was planted by the door; in the large water tank in the corner, there were a few white lotuses blooming in a graceful appearance; on the beauty bed under the flower stand, there was a half-embroidered sachet... …

There is no one in the front yard.

Zhou Yuyun walked through the bamboo building, walked to the backyard, and found Xie Roujia at the swing stand.

Xie Roujia wore a goose yellow dress and sat on the swing.Hearing footsteps, she raised her head and smiled peacefully: "Brother Yun, you're here."

"Roujia." Zhou Yuyun avoided Roujia's eyes.

When Zhou Yuyun expressed his intentions to Xie's father and Xie's mother just now, Zhou Yuyun was full of solemnity and shame, but still spoke frankly.Now when facing Rou Jia, he doesn't know what to say.

"I know what Brother Yun wants to say, and I know why Brother Yun is here." Before Zhou Yuyun could speak, Rou Jia spoke directly.

"Because this marriage is what I asked for."

Zhou Yuyun looked at the woman on the swing in shock.

"I heard from my aunt that His Majesty wanted to make a marriage for Brother Yun. Originally, the person His Majesty wanted was not me. I begged my father to enter the palace, and I begged for this marriage."

Xie Roujia didn't seem to notice the ups and downs in Zhou Yuyun's mood at all. She even touched the ground with her toes and swayed the swing gently twice, with a smile on her lips: "Brother Yun, do you still remember? This is the swing you made for me with your own hands. I broke my hand..."

"Father stays in the barracks all year round, and my mother is a lady. My brother only cares about playing truant from school every day. No one has ever done this for me. Once we sneaked out to play and saw other people playing on the swing, I watched more Two eyes. After you came back, you made me a fight."

Zhou Yuyun couldn't remember this incident anymore. In his opinion, it was just a small thing. He didn't understand why Roujia could remember it so clearly.Whether it is Xie's father and mother, or Xie Haoran, they all love Rou Jia to the bone. If Rou Jia really wants a swing, just say, there are many people in Xie's house who are willing to make it for her.

"Joujia, it's just a trivial matter, you don't have to take it to heart."

"Thousands of things like this have been accumulated in my heart for more than ten years. How can they be trivial?"

Zhou Yuyun's words are poor.

Xie Roujia looked at him with eyes full of water, "I always thought that I could marry you when I grow up. At first, I thought you would like me; you only treat me as your younger sister, but I also thought that as long as you I didn't like anyone else, and I was the one who was the best match for you. Later, you fell in love with someone else, and I finally thought that I would never be able to marry you again. But as long as you live well, it's no big deal. But now , there is another glimmer of hope, how could I miss it?"

"If the Seventh Prince chooses you, I will only be happy for you, and I won't say a word about it. But if he betrays you, and you really want to marry someone you don't love, why can't that person be me?"

Zhou Yuyun's expression changed: "How did you know about me and Xiaoyuan?"

Xie Roujia smiled wryly: "Aren't there few people who know about this matter? The Seventh Prince never thought of covering it up before. If he wanted to, he would naturally know about it."

"Who is more suitable than me? We are childhood sweethearts, we grew up together, and we know each other well. Our two families are family friends, there will be no conflict of positions, and no one needs to be in a dilemma. I love you with all my heart, and I have nothing to do with you and the seventh prince. Knowing that, you don't have to feel guilty about your wife."

"I will be a very good wife, take on the duties of a wife, take care of the inner courtyard for you, and handle the relationship with the wives of other colleagues for you. I am willing to do for you whatever Brother Yun needs. .But I don't need anything from you."

She paused for a moment, and said with some difficulty: "If you don't want to, we can treat each other as guests and don't have to share the same room."