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    He Sui's voice was soft, and his wet eyes were also soft. Wen Shanqi lowered his head and kissed his slightly red ears, but did not speak.  The moist and scorching breath fell on He Sui's ears one by one, the flushed He Sui refused to raise his head no matter what, he was so ashamed that he just wanted to bite someone.

    Wen Shanqi's voice was full of laughter, "I like blushing so much."

    He Sui immediately covered his hot face with his hands, and muttered softly: "You are the one who likes to blush."

    Just like that, He Sui's attention was easily drawn elsewhere. He didn't realize at all that Wen Shanqi didn't agree to visit him the day after tomorrow.

    So it really came to the day after tomorrow, He Sui couldn't wait to come to Wen Shanqi, but Yu Xiaoyan, who hadn't seen him for a few days, suddenly came to the door and came to find He Sui to go out with him to fool around.

    "You can't go to Wanhualou." He Sui said listlessly, lying on the desk, "And you still have to wait for me to finish writing the copybook."

    ? Ever since Wen Shanxi sent him back to the mansion, He Sui has deeply felt his father's love like a mountain.  Duke Zhen Guo saw that he was not good at writing or martial arts, and he was raised to be extra coquettish. He picked He Sui out of bed early every morning, let alone sleeping in.  I have to be forced to copy the copybook.

    "It's just that the handwriting is a bit ugly." He Sui complained with a wrinkled face, and he said, "It's all because of Shanqi."

    "A little ugly?" Yu Xiao said that he didn't even need to look at it, because the word "climbing" for He Sui was really eye-catching.  He wondered: "Ke Changyun has such a good literary talent, and he writes beautifully with a thin golden hand-hey, don't say, you are all the sons of Duke Zhen, how come you don't know anything about it?"

    "My brother is my brother, not my father." He Sui glanced at Yu Xiaoyan, and said confidently, "Is it possible that I still want to inherit his literary talent?"

    Yu Xiao said: ""

    Anyway, the two of them are laughing at each other with fifty steps and laughing at hundreds of steps.  Yu Xiaoyan said angrily: "Hurry up and write, if you can't go to Wanhualou, I won't go, at worst we will go to Liyuan to listen to the opera."

    "I'm not going to Liyuan either." He Sui blinked and said slowly, "They were singing babbling, I couldn't understand anything, and I wanted to sleep after a while."

    Neither this, nor that, Yu Xiaoyan glared at He Sui, feeling remorseful, "You are the one who has the most trouble."

    He Sui retorted heartlessly: "You are the most annoying."

    That's what it said, but one was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer. Yu Xiaoyan still sat aside and ate melon seeds and waited for the whole afternoon of Crane Year.

    By the time He Sui finished copying the copybook, the sky outside had completely darkened.  The places that are still bustling right now are either Fireworks Lane or Nanzi Lake. The chrysanthemums collected from various places by Fu Jialou are blooming, and invitations are posted one after another.  I can't go there, and I don't want to go there, so I just go to Nanzi Lake to enjoy a chrysanthemum.

    Chrysanthemum appreciation is like chrysanthemum appreciation. He Sui is easy to talk at this time. He grabbed a handful of pine nuts and put them in his purse. As soon as he put down his pen, he was about to run away.  You didn't stare at you, so why are you honestly finishing the post before going out?"

    "If I don't finish writing, my dad will drag me out of bed at another hour tomorrow morning." He Sui stuffed a pine nut into his mouth angrily, and once again vented his anger on Wen Shanqi: "Everyone  Strange news about mountain dwellings."

    "It's too miserable." Yu Xiaoyan suppressed his laughter, and echoed insincerely: "Why not."

    Now that he had decided to go down to Nanzi Lake, Yu Xiaoyan dragged He Sui along with him on foot, without even taking a carriage.  Yu Xiaoyan said that he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, He Sui was the oldest one, and before he took a few steps, his face collapsed, either calling it painful or uncomfortable there, Yu Xiaoyan bought a candied haws  Stuffed into He Sui's mouth, the world can be regarded as quiet.

    Nanzi Lake is not far away, and it will arrive in a short while.  Yu laughed and said that wherever it was lively, he would go there, he hadn't even seen a few flowers yet, he turned his head and wanted to go to the Chrysanthemum Poetry Club, without any self-knowledge.

    He Sui didn't want to embarrass himself with him, so he sat by the lake and talked to the system with his chin in his hand. There was a lot of people behind him, and He Sui complained angrily to the system about Wen Shanqi  you lied.

    As a result, he hadn't complained a few words, and suddenly saw a painting boat wading in the water with startled ripples.

    At this time, the moonlight is melting, and the flawless bright moonlight shines on the world, as soft as dusk, shrouding the vague lake surface thinly, setting off a sense of desolation.  But the painting boat is getting closer and closer, and its lanterns and festoons are incompatible with this. The gauze lanterns are as gorgeous as Kodan, and the Qing songs are as melodious as the crowing of a warbler.?Not long after, the painting boat just stopped in the center of the lake.

    The mist filled the air, and in the shadow of oars and lights, one could vaguely see someone moving lightly with lotus steps.  The woman's figure is extremely graceful, and she is wearing a pomegranate red dress that almost ignites. She looks like a beautiful woman, not to mention the five-petal plum blossoms on the center of her eyebrows, which are more and more beautiful like peaches and plums, delicate and charming.

    He Sui didn't react a bit, he opened his dark eyes, and asked the system after a long time, "Is that Liansheng?"

    The system didn't cooperate very much and said, "Guess."

    "I always feel very familiar." He Sui frowned, and said strangely: "I seem to have met someone somewhere before, but that person is not Lianshengbut it looks a bit like Liansheng now."

    The system doesn't expect He Sui to remember these at all, it asks perfunctorily, "Who is that?"

    He Sui tilted his head and looked at Liansheng again, hesitating for a long time before saying: "A painting by Wen Shanqi. He said, he said that person is"

    "Miss Liansheng."

    After finishing the fun, Yu Xiaoyan put He Sui on He Sui's shoulder as soon as he came over. Seeing He Sui staring at the painting boat in the middle of the lake without blinking, he followed suit.  Yu Xiaoyan shook his head and said, "The eyes are like autumn waves, and the eyebrows are like Qingshandai."

    He Sui was taken aback by him, and irrationally blamed Yu Xiaoyan for not being able to remember who the person in the painting was.  He Sui knocked Yu Xiaoyan's hand off, wrinkled his face and yelled, "Why do you make no sound when you walk?"

    "It's because you're here to see Miss Liansheng so fascinated." Yu Xiaoyan squinted at He Sui, "I didn't hear the footsteps, so can you blame me?"

    "You did it on purpose." He Sui racked his brains and couldn't think of anything, so he said absent-mindedly, "I always think she looks familiar."

    This is a nonsense talk, but it is a coincidence that Yu Xiaoyan just saw a picture of a lady not long ago, which is the Luoshen of Wanhualou.  Yu Xiaoyan thought for a while, then suddenly realized: "Yulian!"

    He Sui asked him suspiciously: "Who is Yulian?"

    "Didn't I tell you before that King Anping's concubine is also Luoshen, and she is Yulian." After all, it is a secret matter of the palace, Yu Xiaoyan looked around, and sneaked up and said: "Speaking of it,  The concubine is the same as Miss Liansheng, first she was the lotus fairy among the twelve flower fairies, and then she won the first prize in one fell swoop and became Luoshen. And thenthe Shangyuan Festival coincided with King Anping's return to Beijing to report on his duties, so she met for life."

    Now not only does it look familiar, but it also sounds familiar.  He Sui remembered that when Lian Sheng wanted to taste peach blossom wine by himself, he also mentioned that her father had returned to Beijing to report on his work. He Sui asked Yu Xiaoxiao uncertainly: "Does King Anping have a good relationship with my brother?"

    Yu Xiaoyan said in surprise: "You don't know?"

    Crane Year of course I don't know.

    "Let you go to Wen Shanqi's side every day." The system can be regarded as finding an opportunity to blame He Sui, and it said sharply: "I urge you to inquire about Ke Changyun, and you are not happy."

    "If I find out everything, what do I want you to do?" He Sui was not guilty at all, he said plausibly: "You must have known that Liansheng is the daughter of King Anping, and you still don't know anything.  tell me."

    "This is your task, not mine." The system chose to divert the trouble, and it said uneasy and kindly: "And you and Wen Shanqi are so good, he won't tell you anything."

    Crane Year: ""

    Anyway, He Sui was actually persuaded by the system, so that when he returned to the house later, he still sulked with a small face.

    He Sui once again swore to the system that he would never pay attention to Shan Qi again, and finally pushed the bedroom door open, and he crashed into a warm embrace.  Followed by a deep and pleasant voice, Wen Shanqi asked with a light smile, "I came back so late, where did I go?"

    "I want you to take care of it."

    He Sui was still angry, and his tone was of course not very good. He wrinkled his nose and said heartlessly, "What are you doing here? I don't know you."

    "It's only been two days." Wen Shanqi stared at He Sui's swollen cheeks, and smiled lowly, "Gu's baby can't remember Gu so soon?"

    "It's more than two days." He Sui said with a grunt: "One day is like three autumns, and now it's six autumns. I haven't seen you for so long, who still remembers you?"

    Wen Shanqi raised his eyelids, his dark pupils were stained with a little smile, he raised He Sui's chin, and said thoughtfully: "In that case, is Gu going to do something to you?  , so that you don't dare to forget Gu?" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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