reborn wife

The morning sun is slightly dew, and the birds are singing.

Wen Zhiru got up early that day, he chose a round-neck wide-sleeved gown with a lilac color and lotus pattern, a hair crown inlaid with silver silk jade, and an ivory leather belt around his waist.

He carefully looked at his current appearance in front of the mirror, but he was very handsome and graceful.

Fu Sheng sighed and said: "I really didn't expect that Miss's dress looks better than when she was a girl!"

Fu Cui also responded: "Isn't that right? Although Miss is only fourteen, her figure is probably taller than Eldest Young Master. She is still a handsome young man in men's clothes."

After all, Wen Zhiru is a man. He used to be young and couldn't tell the difference, but in the past six months, his height has leaped to be nearly a head taller than ordinary women, and even his frame has grown a lot. Harsh to grow a little slender, I am afraid that the third miss of the Wen family should be a strong-backed woman in the eyes of outsiders!

But speaking of these two girls, the clothes seemed to be a little empty, they were really too thin, and as a man, he had a womanly weakness like a woman's strength.

"You have such a sweet mouth, don't you just want me to take you out of the house too?" Wen Zhiru found a blood jade pendant in the pile of things he sorted out yesterday and buckled it around his waist. The clothes you ordered, don’t talk like this when you go outside later, be careful that you will be exposed and be laughed at.”

"Yes, miss!"

Wen Zhiru originally wanted to leave the mansion through the main entrance of Wen's mansion in a big way, but Miss Boudoir always asked the head mistress for instructions when she went out.Not to mention Qian's illness, even if she is not ill, she may not agree.

Especially with his current attire...

After thinking about it, Wen Zhiru decided to use a simpler and clearer method - over the wall.

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Wen Zhiru's memory of the capital has always been vague.

In his previous life, he hardly ever left home in the Wen Mansion. After arriving at the Prince Xian's Mansion, he finally got better, but after all, he was a man who was criticized by others, and even caused the whole Wen Mansion to suffer because of it. Pointing.After Shizi fell ill, he never stepped out of the palace.

In addition to the central imperial city, the capital of the Dajin Dynasty is roughly divided into the east city and the west city.

The east city is mostly the mansions of officials of the capital or princely families, while the west city is mostly shops, restaurants and residences of ordinary people.As for those brothels, gambling houses, and theaters, they had to be opened in the outer cities unless there was a royal charter.

Wen Zhiru took the two maids out and hired a carriage to go to the west city. Fucui was sold to the Wen residence when she was eight or nine years old, so she had never seen the style of the capital before. Fortunately, Fusheng's father used to She is a shopkeeper who walks the streets and alleys of the capital. She has been with her father since she was a child, and she is familiar with the roads of the capital.

"Fusheng, where do you think the sons and daughters of the aristocratic families in the capital usually go to play?"

"Uh... little... master..." Fusheng scratched her head in embarrassment, "I was born in a poor family and haven't seen much of the world, so I like to shop for rouge, gouache and jewelry shops. I don't understand these things."

"Fu Cui, you usually like to chat with those little girls in the mansion, have you heard anything?"

"Uh...this...that..."

"Young master, if you want to go to the West City with your outfit, then of course you should go to [Rufeng Drink]." Seeing that the two little girls couldn't be counted on, the coachman kindly opened his mouth.

"[Rufeng Drink]?" He lived two lifetimes but was a bit unfamiliar with the name, "What place is that?"

"How can I know what it looks like in there, as a poor driver, but! I heard that it is a place where the princes and nobles in the capital may not even have money to enter..."

"Really? Then let's go and have a look!"

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The carriage stopped in front of [Rufeng Drink] without hindrance.

From the outside, it looks like a three-storey restaurant, and the decoration is not gorgeous, without those so-called resplendent and luxurious embellishments.

On the tall plaque in front of the door, the three big characters "Rufeng Drink" were even written a little casually. If the coachman hadn't mentioned the name of the restaurant in advance, Wen Zhiru might not have recognized it.

It's just that these seemingly random few strokes have a profound meaning of being unrestrained and carefree, and even have an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Wen Zhiru thought, if the owner of this restaurant had the same temperament as the inscription on the plaque, he would be a friend worth making.

The entrance of the restaurant was not as crowded as expected, but it looked a little deserted.Looking in, there were only four or five tables in the hall on the ground floor, where people in twos and threes were drinking tea and chatting.

Didn't it mean that the princes and brothers in the capital are rushing to come here?How do you feel that you were cheated by that driver?

Although a little disappointed, Wen Zhiru still lifted the hem of his clothes and strode across the threshold.

In the originally empty hall, a waiter suddenly appeared, "My lord, do you have an appointment?"

Greetings?

reserve?

I haven't heard of any other store in the capital. You have to ask for an appointment to drink tea or eat a meal!

What is the spectacle of this store?

"No."

"I'm sorry, sir." The waiter in the shop seemed to see Wen Zhiru's doubts, and then explained, "All the private rooms in the upstairs rooms of this shop have been reserved, and the hall on the first floor is already full today."

"Then—" Wen Zhiru wanted to ask if there is anything special about this place besides drinking tea, but someone interrupted him at the door.

"My young master has been here for ten consecutive days. Don't tell me that all the rooms here are already occupied today."

"I'm really sorry, our shopkeeper also told you that day, the private seats upstairs are all—"

"It is necessary to make an appointment for greeting cards, that's what Shopkeeper Feng said, but all the greeting cards sent by my young master were sent back intact. He also said that the appointments have been completed within two months. Don't you look down on me? Master Ben, are you trying to make things difficult?"

This majestic tone, this nightmare-like voice, each word hit Wen Zhiru's heart so hard that he almost forgot to breathe for a moment.

The hatred flooded into his memory like a tide.

At that time, he was standing alone behind the half-opened window, watching the man in the yard hugging his lovely wife to enjoy the flowers and fish together, seeing where he was standing, the man's eyes were contemptuous, like It was looking at the extremely lowly ants, wishing to get rid of them as soon as possible.

Those deceptions, those betrayals, those plots, those ruthless...

It's all about this person...

At this moment, Wen Zhiru didn't even dare to look back at him, his clenched fists made all the joints lose their color.

"This young man is imposing and has an extraordinary appearance. I have never seen him in the capital before. I wonder which family's young man he is from?"

Unexpectedly, this time it was Jin Yixuan who spoke to him first.

It was hard to resist the urge to beat him up.

Still worrying about what kind of posture I should use to avoid the deadlock if I confront him head-on.

Unexpectedly, he was acting affectionate again.

Realizing this, Wen Zhiru gave a self-deprecating wry smile, straightened his body and turned around, opened the folding fan in his hand and shook it lightly, "I have only been in the capital for a few days, so of course I have never seen it before."

Jin Yixuan, who had seen him sideways before, just felt that the outline of his side face was very beautiful, and that slender figure made people have an urge to press him down and pamper him .Now seeing him face to face, Jin Yixuan was even more moved.

"Young master said that, but I think we must have met somewhere, otherwise how can you feel like old friends when we meet next time. Can you ask your name?"

Wen Zhiru smiled noncommittally, "You want to know me?"

"Exactly."

The folding fan in his hand was suddenly put away, Wen Zhiru put on a look of contemptuous arrogance, "But I don't want to know you!"

"..."

Jin Yixuan was taken aback for a moment, and the little follower behind him was in a hurry to vent his anger on the master, "Our young master is the second young master of Xian Wang's mansion, he wants to take the initiative to befriend you to give you face, don't be so good or bad!"

"Not to mention the second young master of the palace, even if the prince is here, I don't want to know him if I don't want to know him."

"Master!" Fu Cui behind her almost exclaimed.

Ever since the boy said that the man in front of him was Young Master Jin Er, Fu Cui couldn't believe it.Last time, although Fulan accompanied the young lady to the peach blossom banquet at Princess Minghui's house, she didn't have the chance to see Jin Yixuan with her own eyes, but since then, whenever the second young master Jin is mentioned, the young lady always blushes and keeps laughing. not come down.

It is obviously a good opportunity to reminisce about the past, how can the lady not know him?

Could it be... this person is a fake?

So not only did the lady say that she didn't know him, but she also said that she didn't even care about the prince's arrival?

"Where did you come from, a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, not only insulting my young master, but also wanting to insult our master!"

"So what about the palace!" Hearing that even a small servant on the other side dared to be so aggressive towards her young lady, Fu Cui became more and more sure of her previous guess, and refused to be outdone, "Tell you, my young master is the eldest son of Wen Shangshu's mansion." Son!"

Wen Zhiru: "..."

The words of the little servant in Jinyixuan had already attracted a lot of attention, but now the voice of the servant girl...

This thing seems to be getting bigger and bigger!

"Is it Mr. Wen, the chief assistant of the cabinet?" Jin Yixuan frowned.

Wen Yanfeng's eldest son, Wen Zhixu, is currently studying in the Imperial College. Although he is not familiar with him, he has met him several times. Isn't this the person in front of him? !

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