The corner they were in was considered remote, and they would hardly encounter anyone unless they were going back. However, they only stood there for a few minutes when someone came over, and it was someone Xia Ziyu knew.
One girl and three men seemed to be a family, and the girl was obviously Xia Ziyu's admirer.
Several men were the girl's brothers. They saw Xia Ziyu greeting him perfunctorily, and then found her alone standing next to him.
His eyes glanced at her. He was surprised at first, and then suddenly thought of something and looked at her with disgust.
The girl looked at Xia Ziyu with a look that Shen Lianqing couldn't explain. She had a round and cute face, and a hairstyle like two buds on her head, which showed that she had not yet had haircuts.
She begged Xia Ziyu if he could give her some time to chat over a cup of tea.
Her brothers were behind her back, as if Xia Ziyu was going to beat him up if he didn't agree.
Xia Ziyu was forced to spare some time for them. Shen Lianqing met his gaze. He raised his red lips towards her and motioned for her to step aside and wait.
Shen Lianqing wisely retreated to a relatively far place, and they were talking in a dark corner. She looked up at the lantern above her head under the flower tree by the river.
A thin layer of paper with white magnolia painted on the outside. A few petals fell on one side. There was a poem written on it. The writing was beautiful, but the font was a bit special. Shen Lianqing couldn't quite understand the words.
What is it?
"Gold...gold what..."
She was so fascinated by it that she read it out loud without realizing it.
"The golden wind and jade dew meet each other."
A young man stood beside Shen Lianqing at some point. He spoke slowly, his voice as clear as water stirring rocks.
As soon as he said the famous saying through the ages, she knew what the second half of it was.
The visitor wears a square-collar lining, a round-collared white carp robe, black boots, a white auspicious cloud-shaped belt, and a unicorn round jade pendant hanging down.
He is as tall as a bamboo, with a blue and white student hat on his head. His facial features are straight and his eyebrows are neither long nor short. His eyes are leaf-shaped eyes of a normal person, with single eyelids and slender eyelashes. His eyes are as clear as water, and his skin is fair and cortical. Fresh as the wind, with a face full of elegance.
After hearing the real poem, Shen Lianqing closed her eyes in pleasure. She tilted her head and looked at the person who helped her decipher the font.
His face was like a feast of fresh snow and flowers, and his eyes were rippled little by little.
The bright colors and smiles seemed to have wings, passing by the window of the heart that was accidentally opened, and ramming into it. For a moment, the silver moon and lights were all the backdrop.
The scholar couldn't help but be stunned.
"thank you."
Shen Lianqing has a fondness for scholars, and so does the original character, so she was overjoyed at his appearance.
However, since her identity was not right now, it was difficult for her to talk to him too much, so she turned around and wanted to leave.
The scholar hurriedly took two steps forward to stop her, making such a reckless move that he had never done in the previous nineteen years. His fair face turned red.
"Is something wrong? Scholar."
"I, I, I..."
"What am I?"
Shen Lianqing looked at him and felt a little flirtatious, like a mountain goblin meeting a yang-filled scholar. If you take a step forward, he will take a step back.
Bad taste abounds.
"Girl, I..."
"What are you? If you don't make it clear, then don't leave."
Behind the scholar was the city wall. He could no longer retreat, and his whole body was leaning against the wall. The red color gradually spread from his face to his neck.
It's a pity that the bread under the neck is so tight that it is impossible to see the pink all over the body.
How wonderful it would be if the outer shell was peeled off and that bright pink color appeared in her eyes, a woman ensconced in her, and his emotions were completely controlled by her.
"My name is……"
"Huh?" Shen Lianqing's fingertips traced the string of beads around her neck, her eyes seductive.
The scholar in front of him became mute again.
When Shen Lianqing wanted to tease him again, a voice that could not distinguish emotions came from her body.
"Peony girl."
Oops!
They were having so much fun that they almost forgot that she was still Xia Ziyu's. What did they talk about and why did they talk so fast?
Shen Lianqing left the person leaning against the wall without hesitation, her steps were brisk, her red skirt flew like a blazing flame into the arms of the visitor.
She didn't look back, nor did she see the disappointed look on the scholar's face behind her that she had just met.
It turns out that she has a husband.
The scholar heard her calling the man who could not see clearly in the dark, "Master."
Master?
The scholar mentioned his heart, is she that man's concubine?
So if that person saw what she did to him, what would he do to her?
He heard that some people are very perverted...
He wanted to step forward to explain and say a few nice words to the girl, but he saw the tall and imposing figure holding her in his arms domineeringly.
He lowered his head, and his dark hair fell down the side of his face and intertwined with hers. The girl also stretched out a hand to hug his waist, and their ears and temples were inseparable.
The scholar stepped forward and stayed where he was.
They have a good relationship and he doesn't seem to have to worry too much.
Shen Lianqing was half-dragged by Xia Ziyu when she went shopping, and when she went back, she was held hostage by him again, unable to free her body at all.
Returning to the flower building, the door slammed shut.
Xia Ziyu let go of Shen Lianqing and ignored her, sitting down at the table, taking out her folding fan and fanning it slowly.
Shen Lianqing knew at first sight that she was possessive. Even if the male protagonist didn't touch her, how could she seduce other people now that she had his woman's name?
Too inhuman! What a lack of professional ethics!
Shen Lianqing even despised herself. She wrapped her arms around the neck of Xia Ziyu, who was still smiling but could feel dissatisfaction.
"Your Majesty, why are you giving me the cold shoulder as soon as you come in? Why don't you pay attention to me~"
"Oh?"
"It's nothing. He read a poem on the lantern for someone, just to tease him."
Xia Ziyu's long and narrow phoenix eyes revealed an emotionless coldness, and his tone was careless, "Oh? Are you teasing him?"
"I'm sorry, Peony will never do it again."
"Miss Peony doesn't belong to me alone. Of course you can do whatever you want." He still looked the same.
Shen Lianqing felt something was wrong, so she boldly sat in his arms and told him with a candid attitude, "Master Shizi, Mudan was like this before. When he saw something interesting in the building, he would come up and tease him. This happens even if you are not careful on the street..."
"But Mudan has only been with you for more than a month. Mudan admits that some of his nature is hard to change."
"Mudan is wrong. You don't want Mudan to change your bad temper before!"
"Don't be angry, okay?"
Xia Ziyu lowered his eyes and said nothing.
The soft fragrance lingered on the side of his face. Seeing that he still refused to be more generous, Shen Lianqing shed a few crystal tears.
"Master, please punish Peony."
"As long as you are willing to forgive Mudan, I will do anything you ask me to do."
The ends of Xia Ziyu's eyes raised, and he was finally willing to look at her, his dark eyes shining with unknown meaning, "Oh?"
