Little husband, he is sweet and fierce

Xie Canyu turned his head to look at him, with a look of "That's not it".

Wen Yan was speechless, "Are you rejuvenating? How old are you, and you still struggle with these things?" He was outside the situation, and laughed at Xie Canyu's behavior of taking Sheng to the barn, "Do you want to give him There is nothing wrong with this lesson, but what is the use of it?"

"Don't forget, Xiao Shengsheng came from a poor family and was rescued by you several times. If it were someone else, they would either be proud of their favor, or they would be afraid and fearful, and would have fled elsewhere..."

"I really hope he can be proud of being favored!" Xie Canyu sighed, "I have been working for many years, but I have never met such a caring person, and finally got him to him, but he hesitated. ..."

Wen Yan approached and patted him on the shoulder, "I understand what you mean, it's just that you want to protect him well, who knows if he is willing?"

"If you don't want to, you can't..." Xie Canyu's eyes darkened, "The person I believe, even if he doesn't want to, can only live under my nose!"

"You..." Wen Yan was startled, the hostility deep in Xie Canyu's eyes was so obvious that he was stunned for a moment.

After a while, Wen Yan said cautiously, "Jianzhi, what do you think about Sheng?" He remembered an incident many years ago, "It's just a reminder, if you really care for him, you have to break your heart." , possessiveness is not that kind of emotion... If you are not careful, you will not only hurt him in the end, but also eat you back..."

Wen Yan is used to being unrestrained on weekdays, but Xie Canyu knows that he is a lover, and Lu Jin being by his side for many years is enough to show.

"Essentially, you and I have many similarities, but compared to you, I may be more sober..." Wen Yan didn't deliberately elevate himself, Xie Canyu also understood.

Wen Yan understands Xie Canyu better than too many people. They have known each other since childhood, and their backgrounds are similar. The two are more like confidants than friends, but Wen Yan has to admit that Xie Canyu is more difficult than him.

A noble son who was originally a glorious son, his talents and savvy are inexhaustible treasures, but he has such a disgusting life experience...

"For so many years, I don't want many things." Xie Canyu's eyes fell on Wen Yan, "He, I must get it."

"You..." Wen Yan's face was ugly, "No matter what he is, he is just such an ordinary little guy, who are you insulting like this!"

"What if," Xie Canyu asked him back, "Lu Jin treats you like him? Can you let go too?"

Wen Yan was stunned.

Xie Canyu stared at Wen Yan, "You also said that you and I are basically the same thing. If you were really so transparent, Lu Jin would not be as obedient as you are now, but secretly always think about it. run away."

"Where can he escape?" Wen Yan also changed his expression, "Even if I escape to Shangjing, I can still get him to my side. Don't you know who I am?"

"So why are you persuading me?" Xie Canyu turned back the game at this moment, "Yu Sheng is to me what Lu Jin is to you...you can't let go, why do you want to persuade me?"

Wen Yan was stunned, "But Yu Sheng is not Lu Jin..."

"Why do you come to this conclusion?" Xie Canyu finally raised the corner of his mouth, "Lu Jin is as bright as the moon in the sky in your heart, but how do you know that Yu Sheng is not the cinnabar in my heart?"

Wen Yan: "..." I can't say it, I just want to admit defeat.

The two talked for a long time, and Xie Canyu calmed down quite a bit.

At this moment, he calmed down a lot, and his expression finally improved a lot, "In the end, it's still my fault. I just wanted to be nice to him, but I failed to consider his mood."

Seeing Xie Juanzhi's self-reflection for the first time in so many years, Wen Yan almost went blind, "You are really..." He "really" did not think of any suitable words for a long time, and finally gave up, "Then Yu Sheng It's also a good fate, but it fell into your old man's eyes..."

Xie Canyu did not agree with this, although everyone in Wen Yan thought that Yu Sheng was lucky if he caught his eye, but only Xie Canyu knew that it was not very good for Yu Sheng to follow him. Those people regarded him as a thorn in their side, lest he would take revenge one day.

"The honey in your mouth is better than Yu Sheng... probably even more so!"

Xie Canyu never felt that Yu Sheng was lucky to meet him, on the contrary, in his opinion, meeting Yu Sheng himself was the best kindness from heaven to him.

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials in Kyoto, Song Dynasty.

It was just after New Year's Eve, and the mansion was already quite quiet.

A figure appeared in the corridor, the woman's complexion was crystal clear, as soft as jade, especially the pear dimples appeared slightly on her cheeks, she was absolutely beautiful.Behind her were two pretty little girls, one with a hand stove in his hand, and the other with a ferret cape.

"Miss, the weather has turned cold these two days...you should put on your cloak!"

The little girl Xiyue said in a pretty voice, the woman in front kept walking when she heard the words, but her voice came lightly along the wind: "It's not cold...don't listen to me when I tell you not to take you with me, it's time to talk about me when my father sees you!" ... If you are disobedient, you should be punished, um, you will not be allowed to eat walnut cakes tonight!"

The woman's voice is gentle, and the mellow tone alone is enough to fascinate a large group of talented people in Beijing. Every step she takes is extremely light, as graceful and gentle as stepping on feathers. It is obviously a dissatisfied reproach, but it sounds like But it was full of little daughter's demeanor, even though Xiyue and the others had served her by her side for many years, they were also fascinated by her young lady's soft voice that made her heart tremble.

"Miss can punish Xiyue to work more, but you must not break the walnut cake..." Xiyue pouted, with a little naivety, "Miss is used to grasping the weakness of slaves... Don’t dare play around with Miss!”

"Oh, sister Xiyue is used to acting like a spoiled lady, look at who else in the Song family is the best for the lady besides the master?!" The little girl holding the tray is called Xueyue, who plays with Xiyue on weekdays I'm used to it, and I can be regarded as a bosom sister.

And the lady they were talking about was Song Yan, the daughter-in-law of Lord Song of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials in front of her.

There are many noble ladies in the capital, but Ms. Song Yan and Song Song are the most commendable beauties among them. At that time, Mr. Ming Lan, who was the leader of the Poetry Society at that time, praised him for his "concentrated and far-sighted appearance and true, delicate texture and well-proportioned flesh and bones", and he was admired by people in Beijing for a while.

She listened too much to the compliments of the girls, and would only smile and pinch their cheeks.

"Oh! Xueyue's words are so sour! Why... Miss dotes on me a little bit, are you jealous?!" Xiyue joked, she has a pretty face and a good temper. It's done very well, and as time goes by, Song Yan naturally likes this sweet-mouthed and soft-hearted girl the most among all the girls!

Xueyue is a little younger, but she is a child of the family. Her father is in charge of the Song Mansion Zhuangzi, and her mother is Song Yan's nanny. Compared with Xiyue, although she is a bit stupid, she is better than her with a clear heart. 12 points of admiration.

Song Yan has a quiet temperament, reading books in the study room of the mansion every day, writing silently, occasionally getting excited, walking around the lake twice, reciting a few lines of poems, waiting for her father Mr. Song to come back at night, the father and daughter are amicable Eating together...the days are pleasant!

It's just that I don't know what happened in the court these few days, Mr. Song came back every day later, sometimes Song Yan sat in the flower hall for a long time, but Mr. Song was not seen.

It was the same on this day, but Mr. Song called someone back to the mansion in advance to report to Song Yan. Song Yan couldn't see that she was unhappy, so the servant also retreated respectfully. It's just that he just disappeared. He threw three or two teacups angrily.

All of them were Lord Song's treasures, Song Yan didn't realize it was a big deal, but the servants who were waiting beside her were crying and begging, begging Song Yan to say something nice for them.

Song Yan didn't bother to talk to her, seeing her bored, the two girls simply accompanied Song Yan around the lake.

"Miss has been silent today, is there something on your mind?" Xiyue asked tentatively.Although Song Yan talked less on weekdays, she was not like today. She just walked forward and seldom talked or laughed.

After Xiyue asked, Song Yan didn't speak, and after a while she seemed to realize suddenly: "It's nothing... just thinking about what father is busy with these days... I don't know if he used up his food!"

Xiyue comforted after hearing the words: "The master is a high official in the court, so there are people who are attentive to him. If the lady is worried, it is not difficult to ask the servant to find out the news later."

Song Yan nodded, "Forget it, my father is not like this every day or two, you can ask two more people to go and have a look later, and bring more meals cooked by the cook at the house, if you have the opportunity to pass them in, you can It's a good thing."

"Yes, I'll go now, servant girl." Xiyue went to make arrangements, leaving the master and servant to watch the snow outside.

After New Year's Eve, the weather cleared up only two days ago. Seeing the snow disappear, I didn't expect it to snow again last night.

Standing in the pavilion for a long time, Xue Yue put the hand stove in Song Yan's hands, hesitated for a while before opening her mouth cautiously, "Miss, is there something else on your mind, you have been unhappy since this morning..."

Song Yan looked back at her, "Is it obvious?"

Song Yan tightened her cloak, "My aunt reminded me when she left yesterday that it's time to get engaged..."

Xueyue was slightly taken aback, she understood what her young lady meant, except for the master, the only master in the entire Song family was the young lady, most of the people outside wanted to cling to her, they all looked at the only daughter who wanted to marry Song Shangshu, not to mention people People have other thoughts, even the second son of the young lady's aunt has revealed several times that she wants to marry her.

Song Yan was unwilling.

There was one person on her mind.

Not many people know about this person, but Xueyue is an insider.

She lowered her eyebrows and carefully reminded, "Miss, Madam originally said she was engaged to the Xie family when she was here, but..."

"I know." Song Yan clenched her fists tightly, "I understand what my mother is thinking, it's just his identity, I don't know if others care, but... I don't care!"

"Miss..." Xue Yue was a little worried, "Don't say whether Mrs. Xie is willing or not, even the master and Mrs. Xie, they all strongly opposed it back then, their arms couldn't twist their thighs, miss, can you get what you want? "

"Xueyue, I can't wait that long, my father will definitely not agree, if I go to beg uncle..."

Song Yan's complexion was ugly, even if it was difficult, she wanted to try it.

"Miss..." Xueyue has no backbone at the moment, if, if only Madam was still there.

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