Seeing her move freely and freely, Yu Ziye sighed, holding his chin with one hand, looking depressed, and playing with the jade pendant on his waist with the other hand, muttering, "Oh! I've been so annoyed lately! My dad doesn't know what's wrong with him.
Now, I have to study all day long."
"He is afraid that you will sneak out of the house and join the army."
"It's normal for a man to make contributions and build a career, but he wants to raise me as his daughter in a boudoir!" Yu Ziye said gloomily.
Su Zhen was immediately amused. She jumped up from the soft mountain and sat next to him. "Calm down! Relax! You will be crowned in one year. Then you can coax your mother and let her be there."
Let your father have some pillow talk, then everything will be easy to talk about."
"Ah? Oh my God! It's still another year! It's really endless!"
Yu Ziye looked up to the sky and sighed, then looked downstairs and saw two people walking in from outside the main entrance of Jiyuefang. They behaved in a flamboyant manner, and even in the bustling crowd, they were still eye-catching.
"An Ning, look at those two people. The one on the left is okay, but the one next to him looks so crazy. He is not a good person at first glance."
Su Zhen calmly took a sip of peach blossom wine and looked down, "Generally speaking, the eldest brother is calm and composed, while the younger brother is the one who walks with the wind."
"That's true, but these two guys look a bit familiar!"
The two people downstairs, who were teased by Su Zhen and Yu Ziye, were wearing a lotus-colored brocade robe and holding an ice-colored folding fan. Their hair was tied up in a crown, and they wore a green forehead wipe. They had straight and handsome features, and a dazzling smile on their lips.
.From time to time, he would wink at the servants, making them blush and shy.
The other person has a majestic appearance, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his hair is tied up by a slender bamboo hairpin. He wears a green robe, with a bamboo leaf pattern outlined with silver thread on the hem. He is tall, walks calmly, and has a look in his eyes.
Some were reluctant, obviously being brought here by force.
Yang Huanzhi felt weak in his heart, and his cheeks couldn't help but get hot. He raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "Yinchen, let's go back. We usually come here to meet literati, but we want to meet that girl...
...I thought about it over and over again, but I always felt something was wrong.”
"Tch! Why are you always so pedantic and old-fashioned! No wonder no girl likes you. Why are you a grown man, so coy? It's like you don't dare to meet people!"
He was always polite and courteous to others, but he was easily angered by Tang Yinchen, "Why should a man worry about not having a wife? In my opinion, your brain is enlarged and you are seriously ill. If your father sends someone here, you will
Then you will be punished to kneel in the ancestral hall again."
"You are afraid of a hammer! He doesn't know that I climbed over the wall and came out. Besides, even if I am really imprisoned, my mother will secretly bring me food, so I won't starve to death."
Yang Huanzhi had nothing to say and chose to remain silent.
As soon as the words fell, the dancer on the stage finished her dance, bent down, curtsied and walked towards the audience.
At this moment, a man in brocade clothes walked into the door. He smelled strongly of alcohol. There was a golden feather embedded in his hair crown, and his fingers were covered with all kinds of priceless rings. The servants gathered behind him.
They all had a flattering look on their faces.
"Where is Xiyan? Let her come out to me! Last time I ran away from the battle and I lost my face. Let's see where she can go this time!"
When everyone saw this, they looked like they were watching a good show. They dared to come to Jiyuefang to cause trouble, fearing that the old man would eat arsenic and think his life was too long.