When they arrived at Guanyu Tower, Lin Wanniang got off the sedan first. When Mr. Yue got up and got off the sedan, he took a deep breath because the wound was affected, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but move very slowly.

"Does it hurt?" Lin Wanniang stood aside and waved to the guards following her to help Mr. Yue.

Mr. Yue was helped out of the sedan by the guards, and was about to thank Lin Wanniang for her careful arrangements. Unexpectedly, after Lin Wanniang finished giving instructions, she didn't even look at him. She just passed him and walked into the Guanyu Tower ahead of him.

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At the same time, Lin Wanniang muttered rather dissatisfiedly: "Squeamish."

Mr. Yue: “…………”

As soon as Mr. Yue and Lin Wanniang entered the private room on the top floor of Guanyu Building, Huai Qiyue came to Mr. Yue with tears in her eyes.

"Cousin, you are really okay, that's great!" Huai Qiyue looked up and down at Mr. Yue who walked into the box and choked.

"Okay, Ah Yue. I've seen that your cousin Yue is fine, why are you still crying?" Seeing her good sister crying sadly, Liao Minglan stood up and came over to hug her and comfort her.

Jiang Fuling also came over at this time, took Lin Wanniang's hand, and said happily: "Second Lady Lin, I see you again, do you still remember me?"

Lin Wanniang: "Remember."

Lin Wanniang's answer was concise and to the point. Jiang Fuling didn't mind. She still smiled and said familiarly: "Ms. Lin, you can call me Ah Ling."

Lin Wanniang nodded: "Okay."

Mr. Yue also followed Liao Minglan to comfort Huai Qiyue. He heard the conversation between Lin Wanniang and Jiang Fuling, and thought to himself: It is quite easy to talk to others, but when you come to me, you will choke.

If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have thought too much about it. Offending her is really not a good thing.

Just thinking about it, Mr. Yue felt that the wound started to hurt again, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Lin Wanniang glanced sideways at Mr. Yue, withdrew her gaze, turned around and asked Huai Qiyue, Jiang Fuling, and Liao Minglan who had blocked the two of them at the door to chat: "Aren't you going in?"

Huai Qizhao walked over with a smile and greeted politely: "Haha, Madam Lin is right, Ayue, don't be stuck there. If you have anything to do, sit down and talk. It's still early.

Don’t rush this for a while.”

Liao Mingsong sat on the seat, shook the feather fan in his hand, and echoed: "Young Master Yue, Second Lady Lin, please come and sit down first. How tired are you from standing?"

After some pleasantries, Mr. Yue and Lin Wanniang entered the main seat and took their seats.

This box is very large, and there is a square platform in the middle about four feet long and wide for performers to perform and sing.

After Mr. Yue and Lin Wanniang sat down, they specially served the steward who was waiting for guests in this box. He asked his waiter to open a small door at the back of the box and let the actors who had been waiting outside enter to play and sing on the Sifang stage.

The orchestral pipa played, and the red clothes swayed lightly.

The atmosphere in the box suddenly became lively.

Mr. Yue picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip of tea, smiled and said to Huai Qizhao: "You can enjoy the music first, why wait for me? It doesn't matter if you listen and wait."

The sons of the aristocratic families in Kuzhou City were all headed by Huai Qizhao. It was naturally up to him to decide whether to wait or not, so Mr. Yue went to Huai Qizhao to talk about this matter.

Huai Qizhao: "You are the protagonist today, and we, the companions, started to reward you first, but it cannot be justified."

After hearing what Huai Qizhao said, Mr. Yue smiled and shook his head. He stopped dwelling on the matter and began to watch the singing and dancing on the stage.

Huai Qizhao glanced at Mr. Yue's chest and asked, "Ah Yue, how is your body recovering now?"

Mr. Yue smiled and said: "The wound is almost healed. In a few more months, it should be fully recovered."

"That's good! Cousin, last time I saw a sword in your chest, I was scared to death..." Huai Qiyue choked up again as he spoke.

Lin Wanniang said: "The sword penetrated at an angle, and it was not the chest that was injured, but the shoulder blade."

Liao Minglan laughed: "I see, this position can't be considered a serious injury. Ah Yue, don't cry all the time."

After finishing speaking, Liao Minglan said to Young Master Yue again: "Young Master Yue, please comfort A Yue. She has been worried about you a lot during this period."

Mr. Yue smiled at Liao Minglan and turned to tease Huai Qiyue: "I usually see you as quite courageous. What happened recently? Are you made of water?"

Huai Qiyue was annoyed and stared with red eyes: "You are going to die in the future, so you are like this. You don't know what the rumors outside have become in the past few days."

Huai Qiyue became angry, but Mr. Yue smiled instead: "Well, this is the right expression."

Huai Qiyue burst into tears and smiled, turned around and took Mr. Yue to the window, avoiding Lin Waanniang, and talked to him alone, asking how Mr. Yue was doing during this time.

When Jiang Fuling saw Huai Qiyue and Mr. Yue, they avoided everyone and stood by the window to talk. She glanced sideways at Lin Wanniang who was sitting next to her, and suddenly joked: "Sister Huai and Mr. Yue, the cousins, are still related.

It's so good, it's nothing more than this between brothers and sisters, it's really enviable to others."

Jiang Fuling's brother heard this and protested: "Fu Ling, am I not treating you well?"

Jiang Fuling smiled sweetly: "Anyway, I envy Mrs. Huaisan."

Hearing this, Huai Qizhao glanced at Jiang Fuling, who was smiling brightly, and said in a cold tone: "They are cousins ​​who have played together since childhood. They are like real brothers and sisters. Naturally, they have a good relationship."

Sitting next to Huai Qizhao, Liao Mingsong, who was wearing an apricot scholar's robe and had an extremely strong physique, also stopped shaking his fan at this time and said half-jokingly: "I wonder if the Huai Mansion has ever thought about getting married?"

Huai Qizhao narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Liao Mingsong: "Brother Liao is really good at joking."

Liao Minglan burst out laughing: "Master Yue and Ah Yue? Brother, what are you talking about!"

Jiang Fuling chuckled: "It's not impossible. How about cousins ​​getting married?"

After saying this, Jiang Fuling grabbed Lin Wanniang's arm and asked with a friendly smile: "Ms. Lin, do you think so?"

Lin Wanniang put the empty tea cup on the table, opened her lips and said, "Not good."

"Um?"

Jiang Fuling, who thought that Lin Waanniang didn't like Huai Qiyue, wanted to taunt and belittle Huai Qiyue by pairing the fallen Prince Yue with Huai Qiyue, and establish a good relationship with Lin Waanniang, was stunned.

The eyes of several people present all fell on Lin Wanniang.

By the window, Young Master Yue was chatting with Huai Qiyue about her worries. Seeing the people at the main table, they all turned their attention to Lin Waanniang. They couldn't help but pause in their conversation with Huai Qiyue and made a wait gesture to her.

Walk up to the main table.

As soon as Young Master Yue came closer, he heard Lin Wanniang's tone was particularly relaxed and pleasant: "I heard that Yue just said that he liked me some time ago."

As soon as Lin Wanniang said this, the chatter and laughter at the main table stopped, and the atmosphere was stagnant. In the huge box, only the sound of wind instruments playing softly on the stage was left.

Lin Wanniang looked around at everyone, then continued with a showy face: "It just so happens that I like him very much. After a while, I will offer him a job. At that time, as Wen Yue's friends, you can come and watch the ceremony."

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