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Chapter Thirty-Seven

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    In the early morning of the second day, after waking up from a sound sleep, Jiang Yan slowly moved to the academy, and when she saw a printed pastry box on her desk, she suddenly understood what Fu Li said to her yesterday, "You  What does "wait" mean.

    Taking advantage of the fact that there are not many students, Jiang Yan knelt down and took the seat, cast a puzzled glance at Fu Li beside her, and asked, "You gave it?"

    Fu Li sat upright without looking sideways, but nodded in response.

    The milky aroma of crispy abalone lingered on the tip of her nose. Jiang Yan swallowed and asked, "Are you still drunk? Why did you give me this for no reason?"

    "You like to eat." Fu Li lowered his eyelashes and read the book, "You can take it if I give it to you."

    With what Fu Li said yesterday, Jiang Yan didn't dare to take his things indiscriminately anymore, so she just returned the pastry box to Fu Li's desk while others were not paying attention, saying: "If you don't explain the reason clearly, I will  I absolutely dare not accept it. Just take it back, I don¡¯t want it.¡±

    Fu Li frowned, his eyes finally moved away from the book, and fell into Jiang Yan's open eyes.  He seemed rather displeased, and made a reluctant expression, "I thought I made it very clear yesterday. Although I was indeed a little bit drunk at the time, but the man promised something, since I said something  , I will not take it back."

    Jiang Yan said helplessly: "Don't you understand? I won't give you any answer at this time. If I accept the marriage contract, I won't be able to practice in the Imperial College, at least for these two years"

    "I said, I can wait." Fu Li interrupted her, his tone was light but unquestionable.  He twisted the ribbon of the pastry box, put it back on Jiang Yan's table, and said calmly, "Eat this while it is fresh. Also, don't mess around with other men, I will keep an eye on you."

    Jiang Yan took a deep breath, as if she had known him for the first time, and said angrily and helplessly, "Why are you becoming more and more unreasonable?"

    As soon as the words fell, Wei Jinghong and Cheng Wen came in together, and there were more and more people around, Jiang Yan was afraid that others would see and cause trouble, so she had to temporarily hide the box under the table and cover it with a few books, and calm down.  Restlessly picked up a pen and scribbled on the rice paper.

    It was not easy to make it to the end of school, and Jiang Yan slipped away very quickly.  I thought that Fu Li's sudden enthusiasm would fade away soon, but instead of never, it became even more outrageous.

    Unless it was a holiday or a special situation, the students of the Imperial College were not allowed to go out, but Fu Li gave Jiang Yan some food every day like a magic trick, sometimes cakes, sometimes sweet soup, sometimes dried meat and fruit, one a day  Sample.  What's even more strange is that no matter how early Jiang Yan came, the food would always be prepared and placed on her desk in advance, so that she didn't even have a chance to refuse in person.

    Jiang Yan was a little unaccustomed to Fuli like this, as if her long-standing balance had been broken, and she fell into a strange situation, making her at a loss as to what to do.

    Another day later, Jiang Yan couldn't hold back any longer, so she put on her clothes and got up quietly before dawn, combed roughly and slipped out the door.  At this time, the moon had not yet completely set, and the air was slightly scented with flowers and the damp smell of dew. With the thin and dim morning light, Jiang Yan touched the academy where she usually lectured.

    The glazed lights in the corridor were dim, and looking through the dim light, Fu Li was already fully dressed and seated, bending over to put a bowl of unknown food on her table.  Probably aware of her embarrassment these past few days, afraid of being seen by others and causing her criticism, so she brought food before everyone woke up.

    I don't know where these things came from, so I only pick what she likes to give away.

    For a moment, Jiang Yan inadvertently took a breath, and couldn't help clenching her fist against her lips and coughing lightly.

    With just such a cough, Fu Li sensed her presence, straightened up, looked at Jiang Yan through the carved and hollowed-out window lattice, and asked, "Why do you wake up so early?"

    "To each other." After being discovered, Jiang Yan walked in the door with her hands behind her back, glanced at the porcelain bowl on the desk, licked her lips, and then forcibly turned her eyes away and said, "I told you not to send these, I  Very disturbing."

    "Why?" Unexpectedly, she would say the word 'trouble', Fu Li was a little surprised, "If you don't like these, you can change them."

    "It's not a matter of taste." Jiang Yan sat behind the desk, looked at the bowl of fresh loquat in sugar water on the table, thought for a while before saying, "Master Fu, you know my plan. Don't think we  Is it too early to talk about love at this time?"

    Fu Li also sat in the next seat, and said coldly: "Who is talking about love with you?"

    "?" Jiang Yan asked back: "Then you deliver food every day, could it be that you are enshrining Wenquxing?"

    "Since I want to marry into the Fu family"

    "I don't want to marry."

    "you can't eat too badly."

    "you??Even the quiet "The Wind Into the Pine" can pop out the tension of the imminent battle.

    And Jiang Yan knew that maybe one day he would really be able to take off his Confucian uniform and lead thousands of troops to guard the Quartet.

    The song played by the two caused a lot of talk in Guozixue.  On the second day, Jiang Yan asked him: "Which expert taught you the piano skills of Mr. Fu?"

    Fu Li replied: "It's not an expert, it was taught by my mother when I was young."

    "Your mother?" Speaking of it, Jiang Yan seemed to have never heard of the Fu family's mistress, so she couldn't help asking: "The piano art in the Lingtang must be even better. If there is a chance to meet, I will also meet you."  She teaches a thing or two."

    After hearing this, Fu Li was stunned for a moment, Fang lowered his eyelids and said: "My mother has passed away for ten years." Seeing that Jiang Yan's expression changed from stunned to guilty, he whispered, "I'm fine, don't worry."

    Neither did Jiang Yan nodding, nor shaking her head.

    It wasn't until the end of May, when Cheng Wen's younger sister died of illness, that the topic of Qin Se gradually dissipated in the bitter wind and rain of summer.

    The girl who had heard about Cheng Wen was getting worse, but she didn't expect this day to come so soon.

    When Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu rushed to Cheng Wen's house to see the second girl off, the Cheng family was arguing with several men, and the coffin of the second girl was still in the dilapidated courtyard, and the bright yellow paper money was trampled into pieces.  Mud, quite pitiful.

    The men yelled something, and the thin old mother of the Cheng family fell limply in the muddy water, crying heartbreakingly.  Cheng Wen was dressed in mourning clothes, his face was as pale as paper, and he silently went to help his old mother who was about to faint.

    Thunderstorm roared, puddles splashed everywhere, and a crowd of onlookers in capes and hats crowded the side of the road.  The carriage was impassable, so Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu simply got out of the carriage under the umbrella, and asked the aunt who was watching the fun amidst the sound of the rain: "Excuse me, it's time, why hasn't Miss Cheng the funeral yet? What are they arguing about?"  ?¡±

    The short and fat lady was watching the excitement, and without asking who came, she held up a butter umbrella with a broken edge and said, "Oh, what can be the noise! ??Those distant uncles of the Cheng family won't let Qiao Niang be buried in the ancestral grave,  It will dirty the Cheng family's place!"

    "Why?" Jiang Yan said, "Ms. Cheng is considered a member of the Cheng family even though she is not married. Why not let her be buried in the Cheng family's cemetery?"

    Hearing this, the aunt lifted her eyelids and took a look at Jiang Yan, with a strange expression on her face, she said: "The girl must be from the city, and she doesn't know about the dirty things of the Cheng family." After finishing speaking, the aunt came over and said mysteriously  , "I heard that three or four years ago, Qiao Niang went out to deliver meals to her brother, but on the way back she was dragged into the field by a man to give that!"

    Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu were stunned for a while before they understood what the "that" in the aunt's mouth was referring to, and felt that a pot of cold water was pouring down on their heads.

    What was even colder was that the aunt spat, looked at the embarrassed mother and son of the Cheng family with a look of extreme disgust like looking at dirty reptiles, and said with a cold smile: "It's lucky that Qiao Niang has the face to come back after being made like that."  Later, I couldn't bear other people's pointing and pointing, so I threw myself into the lake at night, but I was rescued by his brother again, and became a half-dead cripple! Let me tell you, she was cleaner when she drowned!"

    After finishing speaking, he spat hard again.

    ""

    Dad is right, the most dangerous thing in this world has always been not wolves, tigers and leopards, but the human heart.

    Jiang Yan stood beside the road dumbly, it was obviously a sultry summer with thunderstorms, but it was like falling into an ice cellar, cold to the bone.

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