There is no imaginary stalking, no imaginary crying.

There is no desolation as imagined, and there is no bitterness and hatred.

The smile on Yan Wan's face is so bright, the look in his eyes is so bright, the brows are full of youthful spirit, open-minded, suave and unrestrained, and extremely dazzling as a mature man should have.

This reminded them that two years ago, Kyoto Fashion ranked the princes of aristocratic families and compared them. The young man in front of him had never fallen out of the top three before the reputation of Duanxiu was widely spread.

He was once loved by most of the women in Kyoto, and even when he was walking on the street, people would call him "Yulang", stuffed silk paguas into his hands, and became the talk of the teahouse for half a month.

Such a person is the pride of heaven, when did he start to become unremarkable, probably after he bluntly rejected others saying that he was a broken sleeve, or Song Yi's light was too blinding, so that people again When mentioning him, they only want to get "broken sleeve", "forced marriage", "forced marriage" and "broken sleeve".

But now, they feel that Yan Wan from the past has come back again, he seems to be still a 16-year-old boy, but it's not pure, what's more, they can't say and don't know.

Probably Yan Wan's attitude was too upright and magnanimous, even Song Yi felt a little surprised, he finally looked at Yan Wan, with ripples in his light brown eyes.

He said like a breeze: "It's a little effort, don't worry about it. Since you call yourself a student, you don't need to call me Taifu."

Yan Wan thought for a while, then smiled: "Master Song."

Now Song Yi is the head of the Tai Academy, and it is reasonable to call the head of the Academy, so he will not go to the Tai Academy anymore, and he can no longer bear the word "Master".

Moreover, after such a thing happened, they are not suitable to be masters and apprentices.

Yan Wan took it for granted, but Song Yi's colleagues thought deeply about it.

Look.

Sure enough, it was impossible to remain indifferent.

Yan Wan's appearance is the same as usual, but she is actually angry with Song Yi.

Song Yi also showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, but he didn't say anything, he just said to the people around him, "Let's go."

Yan Wan thanked her, didn't want to stay any longer, and left with Hua Ying.

A colleague of Song Yi glanced back, inexplicably felt that his back was bleak, felt a little sympathetic to him, and asked: "Teacher Song, this young master Yan is the only son of the Yan family after all, and the forced marriage was just a joke. You are happy, now that he jumped over the river to apologize, forget it, did you treat him a little too coldly just now?"

Song Yi's face remained indifferent, lowered his eyes, and said casually: "It's because I didn't teach well, Wuyan asked him to call me master, since he put it down, I should give him enough face."

At this time, a group of people came down from the second floor of Qi Xianju.

This group of people are all the sons of nobles in Kyoto. Although the family power is not big, they often participate in poetry clubs and have some reputation.

I saw that all of them looked panicked and nervous, and their steps were a little vain when they came down the stairs.

Song Yi's colleagues saw them, compared them with Yan Wan just now, and couldn't help sighing: "These young people are reckless, not half as stable as Young Master Yan."

Then, the young man he was talking about saw them, and rushed over as if seeing a savior.

"Master Song!"

Song Yi frowned slightly with her pretty brows.

The fastest man in brown clothes came to him in a blink of an eye and grabbed his sleeve: "Teacher Song, please save us."

Song Yi asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

Mr. Huayi told all the things that happened in Tianzihao private room just now.

Although Yan Wan didn't say anything harsh when he left, they always felt that Yan Wan would definitely settle accounts with them after Qiu Hou, and they were terribly afraid.

Seeing Song Yi now, all she could think of was that Yan Wan liked Song Yi so much, and if Song Yi pleaded for them, they would be exempted from responsibility.

Song Yi, who didn't pay attention to listening to everything, showed a rare gaffe.

His aloof expression seemed to be cracked.

Song Yi's colleagues also felt that the world seemed a little funny, and it turned out that Cai Yan Wan called Song Yi "Song Yuanzhu" just now, not out of anger, but irony.

He must have felt that he had fed the dog affectionately, and it was fine to be rejected, and to be humiliated like this, no seven-foot man could bear it.

Song Yi's voice, which had never been able to distinguish between emotions and anger, finally had a hint of otherness: "Okay, I understand, this matter started because of me, and I should be the one to solve it."

The young masters in Huayi were all grateful, and felt that God had good eyesight when they met Song Yi this time, so that they would not suffer unreasonable disasters.

Song Yi looked back, and the wanton boy just now had disappeared somewhere.

……

Along the way, Huaying was praising Yan Wan, praising Yan Wan's performance in the face of Song Yi just now was excellent.

After boasting, she belittled Song Yi again: "Young master, perhaps I didn't see it. After calling Master Song, that heartless man's face turned green."

"Hey, I don't even look at what I am. I have nothing but a face. How can I be worthy of a son."

Yan Wan couldn't laugh or cry, and thought that if this word spread, I don't know how much public anger would be caused. Song Yi was there to learn, rich and full of economics, and now he has left his poor record and became a high-ranking Taishu Academy. A man of his age in Kyoto Almost no one can compare with him, otherwise the Yan family would not have agreed to this marriage.

Yan Wan sighed a little, the drink with his good friend Qi Yunsheng finally came to nothing, he had to write a book another day, and ask him out for a reunion.

Anyway, I don't feel that way now.

The two of them entered Yan's mansion while talking, and then they were going back to the courtyard. Yan Wan thought of the book he hadn't finished reading yesterday, and thoughtfully, a tall and straight figure suddenly appeared out of the corner of his eyes. On the way back to the hospital.

Hua Ying was still chirping in her ears: "If Second Master Qi knows about today's events, even if you wish..."

Yan Wan stopped, and called out with a smile: "Brother."

Huaying's words came to an abrupt end.

She raised her eyes and looked forward, only to see Ji Fengxuan standing there, she didn't know how much they had listened to their words, until Yan Wan stopped in front of him, his deep and gloomy gaze fell on Yan Wan, and asked in a low voice :

"go out?"

"Yes." Yan Wan asked with a smile, "Where's brother?"

Ji Fengxuan simply said two words: "Waiting for you."

This surprised Yan Wan, he and Ji Fengxuan were not very close, and they didn't have much contact with each other in business, so why did they wait here for him.

As if seeing through his thoughts, Ji Fengxuan patted his head: "Don't take the rumors in the mansion recently, I know you are not that kind of person, and your parents also know that there is no need to pay attention to a group of servants who gossip."

Oh--

It turned out to be for this matter.

Yan Wan didn't care about it at all, but at this time Ji Fengxuan mentioned it, and he said calmly: "Don't worry, brother, gossip can't hurt me, I have a clear conscience."

Ji Fengxuan's hand touching his head was fixed, and then slowly retracted.

Yan Wan asked him: "Is there anything else, brother?"

Ji Fengxuan said: "None."

Yan Wan then greeted him briskly: "Then brother, I'm leaving first, you should rest properly, don't get tired out."

Ji Fengxuan nodded, and just watched his back disappear in a slight daze.

On the second half of the way back to the courtyard, Hua Ying changed from scolding Song Yi to scolding Ji Fengxuan, saying "hypocrisy" one by one.

Yan Wan didn't care, feeling tired, she took a nap on the couch, and within a quarter of an hour, Ji Fengxuan sent someone to bring egg yolk cakes.

Yan Wan was still asleep, Huaying opened the dim sum and glanced at it, immediately with disgust on her face: "I don't even know how to please people."

Yan Wan obviously likes to eat sweet food, but he chooses to give salty food. Didn't he mean to be against Yan Wan?

Thinking that Yan Wan didn't like to eat salty food, and that the egg yolk cake was sent by Ji Fengxuan, Hua Ying disposed of it at will, without mentioning a word to Yan Wan.

After a few days passed peacefully, Yan's father came to look for Yan Wan, and finally remembered to tell Yan Wan about the companion reading.

Yan Wan was in a daze for quite a while, until Yan's father worriedly asked: "Wan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Yan Wan come to his senses, and smiled: "It's nothing."

Father Yan was still worried and looked embarrassed, he meant that if Yan Wan didn't want to go, the third prince would wait for him to think of a way to reincarnate.

Yan Wan held his hand and said: "Father, don't worry, just go, anyway, it's not like you haven't been there before."

Father Yan looked at him and sighed, not at all relieved in his heart - he was useless.

After Yan's father left, Yan Wan stayed alone in the wing room, his face immediately sank, and he didn't calm down for a long time.

Of course he knew what the third prince Ning Chen was trying to do by refusing to let him resign as a companion.

He wanted to take him into the harem.

With "his sister".

Doing spring and autumn dreams.

Yan Wan didn't want to think about Ning Chen, because it was the only thing that still caused him pain, so he simply didn't want to, Yan Wan thought, so many things are intertwined, there must be a solution once and for all.

What is the best way...

The late spring cold has passed, and the weather has become warmer.

The peach blossoms bloomed more luxuriantly, Yan Wan sent a letter to the Qi Mansion, inviting her close friends to come out to visit the peach forest.

The Qi Mansion responded quickly, and they replied that they could do it anytime, Yan Wan simply set the date for tomorrow morning.

The peach grove in Xiangguo Temple is very good, and the incense is flourishing, and there are many people. To enjoy the spring is to enjoy the excitement. Yan Wan specially ordered people to dig out the altar of good wine buried under the tree last winter.

The name of the wine is Lihua Niang, the taste is mellow and the aftertaste is endless, but one jar is too much, Yan Wan only divided one pot, and let the maid send the rest to Father Yan and Ji Fengxuan.

Yan Wan's good friend, Qi Yun, was born with the character of Xianda, he is an elegant person, he can't understand the style of the literati in Kyoto showing off their talents all day long, today's poems will be compared with tomorrow's performances, and he never mixes with them.

On the other hand, Yan Wan Tiantian, Yan Mansion, Imperial Palace, and Tai Academy are all three points and one line. I don't know why he fell in love with him. The two of them go in and out very closely, which made Ning Chen jealous for a while, and then broke up with him. contacts.

Now it is not possible anymore, Yan Wan knows that Qi Yunsheng likes to eat tangerines, so he brought some for him.

When Yan Wan arrived, Qi Yunsheng had already arrived. The bells in the temple were ringing, the smell of incense was pervasive, and the peach forest in the back mountain could be faintly heard.

Qi Yunsheng brought only a servant with him, and sat in the gazebo, his back looked a little nervous, when Yan Wan approached, he was overjoyed, and called out: "Huaizhi."

Huai Zhi is Yan Wan's nickname.

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