beautiful woman at home

"Then what does Miss Zhao look like?" Ye Ran held the bamboo scroll between her fingers, but still didn't look at the girl beside her.

Wen Zijin suddenly felt a little embarrassed, how to describe this?

Although the Zhao family and the Wen family have been in contact for many years, Wen Zijin never met when he was out of the garden when he was young. In recent years, they have met each other, but most of them are the wives of each family talking.

In fact, when we met yesterday Wen Zijin's thoughts were all on those complicated cakes, and he didn't take a special look at the appearance of Miss Zhao's family.

After all, my mother told me not to look at other girls indiscriminately, otherwise I would marry her.

These words are very useful for Wen Zijin who doesn't want to get married yet.

"The eyes are big, and the face looks white with some powder."

The dry words probably came out of the young girl's painstaking efforts.

Ye Ran raised the corners of her lips and looked at the serious girl with a smile in her eyes, saying: "You are very careful."

Wen Zijin thought that Sister Ye was praising herself, so she bent her eyebrows and smiled, "No, actually Zijin hasn't seen it a few times."

The displeasure in her heart dissipated earlier, Ye Ran pursed her lips and smiled and asked softly: "Then what does Mrs. Wen think of Miss Zhao?"

"Mother doesn't seem to have said that." Wen Zijin looked sideways at Ye Ran, feeling that Sister Ye was a little strange today.

In the past, he was awake for a while, and then fell asleep again.

Why did you hear about Ms. Zhao's family today? It seems that you are much more energetic?

Ye Ran thought to himself that this marriage should not be possible.

Wen Zijin saw that Sister Ye didn't seem to have any intention of speaking, so she looked down at the book in her hand, and couldn't help asking, "Does Sister Ye know Miss Zhao?"

"I don't know." Ye Ran was lazily leaning against the round pillow on the low couch, looking at the bamboo scrolls, and the drowsiness that had been suppressed before gradually came up.

The black hair on the side fell down by the couch, and the rather heavy bamboo roll fell on the knee, and Sister Ye had already fallen asleep.

Seeing this, Wen Zijin didn't bother her anymore, stretched her arms and carefully picked up the thin blanket to cover Sister Ye tightly.

If you catch a cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter, it will be uncomfortable.

Slowly until New Year's Eve, when the sound of firecrackers rang out outside the mansion, the waiters were busy preparing the banquet at night.

Grandma was unwell, so she took a rest early.

And Wen's mother has always been a good drinker, Wen Zijin is not very good at drinking, and in recent years because of banquets and banquets, she has to learn to drink.

But her fair and tender cheeks were very red when she was drinking, so Wen Zijin really avoided drinking if she could.

The waiters outside were setting off fireworks and firecrackers outside the courtyard, and Wen Zijin looked outside from time to time, although she wanted to try, but mother never let him, she only let Wen Zijin watch from a distance.

"Don't look at it." Mother Wen held the wine cup in her hand, "After today, I will be one year older, and I can't play with children's things."

Wen Zijin took the soup bowl with both hands, but his eyes were still reluctant to move away.

When I was young, I used to stay indoors and never had a chance to play, and it is even more impossible now.

"This wine is very good." Wen's mother held the wine cup, "Today is a festive day, Zijin came to accompany mother to have a drink."

Before he could refuse in the future, the wine cup was already full, Wen Zijin had no choice but to sip it.

When the cup bottomed out, Wen Zijin and his neck were completely red.

Seeing this, Mother Wen laughed out loud, "Would Zijin have another drink?"

Wen Zijin hurriedly held the wine cup and shook his head, "Mother, Zijin can't drink any more."

"This wine is a bit intoxicating, but I didn't expect Zijin to drink too much."

Probably because Wen Zijin really didn't want to drink it, so Mother Wen didn't mention it.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Wen Zijin couldn't leave, and had to keep watch until Zishi.

At first Wen Zijin didn't feel very dizzy, and even wanted to find Sister Ye, but as time went on, his head became more and more confused, and his eyelids almost closed.

As soon as the time passed, the sound of firecrackers in the entire Jingzhou City was like thunder, rumbling non-stop, and even the entire Wen Mansion was filled with smoke.

"Come on, take the New Year's money." Mother Wen put the money bag in Wen Zijin's palm, "Go back to sleep quickly."

Wen Zijin looked at his mother who was dangling in front of him, his eyes were very tired, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes and replied, "Zijin wishes mother a happy new year!"

"Okay, there are still many things to do tomorrow, go to bed quickly." Mother Wen said with a smile.

The waiters carried lanterns to protect Wen Zijin's surroundings, and the cold wind rang in his ears at night, but it was not so cold because of drinking.

His head was still dizzy, and Wen Zijin stretched out his hand to cover his cheek, feeling that it was very hot, and even the sleeve robe was full of the strong smell of alcohol.

I really don't understand why adults like to drink alcohol.

After passing the side courtyard, Wen Zijin wanted to go, but felt that he smelled of alcohol and seemed not well, so he could only go back to the garden, and fell asleep after taking a bath.

When she woke up the next day after sleeping, Wen Zijin found that her head was very swollen, which made her very uncomfortable.

On the first day of the new year, the elders of the Wen family clan visited, so Wen Zijin had no choice but to bite the bullet and get up.

Mother Wen was very energetic, she reached out and tapped Wen Zijin's forehead, "Don't fall asleep again."

"Yeah." Wen Zijin rubbed her eyes, straightened her back and tried her best to look more energetic.

The beginning of the year is always busy, and in previous years he was accompanied by his father, but this year Wen Zijin can only deal with it alone.

When I was young, I thought it was fun to hear the bustling noises outside, but now Wen Zijin can't wait to hide in the garden.

In this way, it was not until the seventh and eighth day of the lunar new year that the banquets of each family had almost the same amount of food.

It was a rare day for Wen Zijin to sleep and wake up naturally, and the inner room, which was covered with snow outside the window, was extraordinarily bright.

After breakfast, Wen Zijin planned to go to the side courtyard, unexpectedly, a servant reported outside: "Young master, the master brought a distinguished guest back home today."

Isn't father not coming back?

Although she was a little frustrated, Wen Zijin had no choice but to pack up and go to the front hall.

After careful calculation, it has been almost half a month since I saw Sister Ye.

After entering the long corridor of the front hall, there was the sound of talking inside, and Wen Zijin restrained her sad thoughts and entered.

There is also a strange woman inside, the clothes are quite expensive, presumably it must be the distinguished guest.

"Father is well." Wen Zijin saluted and stood to one side.

Father Wen sat on a high place with his lapel on his lapel and said, "This is Princess An, whose father is the Sixth Prince of the Dynasty."

Why did the princess come to this remote Jingzhou City?

Wen Zijin saluted and said, "Zijin pays homage to Princess An."

"Mr. Wen is polite." Princess An looked at the young man, and couldn't help admiring how handsome he was. "My princess is five years older than you, so you don't have to be so restrained."

"Master An heard that Jingzhou City's green mountains and snowy scenery are unique, so she came here from the capital, Zijin, please don't neglect Princess An."

Hey?

Ji's father just left a word like this, then got up and left the front hall on the pretext of taking a rest.

But Wen Zijin hadn't reacted at all, and Princess An over there asked with a smile in his eyes, "Is Mr. Wen going to do something later?"

Naturally, they should have eaten cakes at Sister Ye's.

However, Wen Zijin knew that he couldn't be so rude, so he could only shake his head in response: "If Princess An enjoys the green hills, it's better to go early in the morning. It's almost noon now, and there is not enough time."

"It doesn't matter, it's also good to wander around Jingzhou City."

The two left the house, and there were not many people on the street, and most of the shops would not reopen until the Lantern Festival.

Wen Zijin put on a thick robe and still couldn't withstand the severe cold outside. On the contrary, Princess An was not afraid of the cold at all.

The servants waited closely for fear of any mistakes. There were still a lot of debris from fireworks and firecrackers on both sides of the street, and children were playing and chasing after them in the alley.

The sound of firecrackers sounded suddenly from time to time, and Wen Zijin would always be taken aback for a moment.

"Mr. Wen is afraid?"

Princess An tilted her head to look at this direction, and the corners of her lips smiled even more.

Wen Zijin nodded hesitantly, "Isn't the princess afraid?"

Princess An smiled and said softly, "It's cold outside, why don't you find a place to sit?"

"Hmm." In fact, the county master is quite nice, Wen Zijin thought naively.

On a high place of the restaurant, Jingzhou City can be seen as far as the eye can see. Wen Zijin arranged a lot of delicious food.

Xiao Er warmly prepared the crab buns, "Use it slowly, the guest officer."

The most famous thing in Jingzhou City is the crab bun, the rich aroma is the most craving.

Wen Zijin poured water and handed it to Princess An and said, "This is the famous crab bun in Jingzhou City."

Princess An nodded in response: "Young Master Wen, do you like it very much?"

"Well, but Zijin rarely gets it on weekdays." Wen Zijin said seriously, "Because they always sell out too fast."

Now all the houses are visiting, and there are the most people in the weekdays, but it is much deserted now.

Wen Zijin took a small bite of the crab bun and chewed it contentedly, thinking that he must bring some for Sister Ye to taste later.

Princess An, who was on the opposite side, looked at Wen Zijin with red lips and white teeth, and became more and more satisfied.

He has a handsome appearance, is very frank, and is also very cute. The children of noble families in the capital can't cultivate such a temperament.

When the sky was getting dark, the two returned to the mansion. Seeing Princess Na'an returning to the wing, Wen Zijin immediately rushed to the side courtyard with the packed refreshments.

Pushing open the outer door of the courtyard, Wen Zijin stepped on his boots heavily, shaking off the snow before entering the inner room.

The lamp in the inner room was already on, and sister Ye was not resting on the square couch.

"Did Sister Ye have dinner?" Wen Zijin approached with a food box.

"Not yet." Long before the girl entered, Ye Ran felt her.

Wen Zijin frowned and smiled, and took out the crab buns from the food box, "These crab buns are delicious, sister Ye, try it."

The girl hadn't even taken off her outer robe, and the cold air above turned into water mist, soaking the corner of her clothes. Ye Ran raised her hand to wipe the water drops, and lightly untied the outer robe with her fingertips, saying: "I won't run away. , what are you doing in such a panic?"

"Well, what Sister Ye said is true." Wen Zijin looked at Sister Ye who was close at hand, and her heartbeat became inexplicably chaotic again, "It's just that Zijin is afraid that the crab buns will be cold, so they won't taste good."

After taking off the robe, Ye Ran carefully put it aside, and then tasted the crab bun.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Zijin sat next to the couch, very close to each other.

Ye Ran nodded, "It's really good."

The girl smiled brightly and said, "If Sister Ye likes it, Zijin will line up early every day to buy it."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll get tired of eating?" Ye Ran felt a little helpless when he heard the child's flattering words.

"Then Zijin will go buy it when Sister Ye wants to eat." Wen Zijin poured a cup of tea and took a sip of it.

It was rare for the inner room to be quiet, and the legs that had been turned outside before were still a little sore. Wen Zijin talked about Princess Na'an on his own.

Although most of Ye Ran was asleep, she still used some attention to detect her existence, so when Wen Zijin left the house, she felt it.

Although the crab buns are good, you can't eat too much. Ye Ran gets tired of eating after a while.

"That Zijin wants to climb the green hills with Princess An to enjoy the scenery tomorrow?"

"Well, father arranged for Zijin not to neglect Princess An."

Qingshan, I haven't forgotten the shadow I cast on Wen Zijin last time.

Ye Ran naturally also thought of the girl being attacked last time. Although he cleaned up the boy later, he was somewhat worried about the girl leaving the house.

"Do you have to go to Qingshan?" Ye Ran asked aloud:

Wen Zijin nodded in response: "Well, Princess Na'an came from the capital just for the green mountains and snowy scenery, Zijin has no choice."

"It's extremely difficult to walk in Qingshan on weekdays, and the snow is even more dangerous." Ye Ran said, and couldn't help thinking that the girl couldn't walk steadily in the courtyard that day. Dangerous.

"The servants explore the way first, Zijin will be careful."

Suddenly being said by Sister Ye, Wen Zijin's cheeks burned when he remembered the last time he fell into Sister Ye's arms.

Hey, why do you always make a fool of yourself in front of Sister Ye?

Seeing the girl's innocent appearance, Ye Ran felt a little helpless.

How could Princess Na'an rush from the capital to Jingzhou City just to enjoy the scenery?

It's clear that drunkards don't care about drinking, men are never the only ones who are greedy for beauty.

But the girl didn't understand her mind at all, so Ye Ran didn't know how to remind her.

The next day, when Mother Wen had dinner with Wen Zijin, she asked tactfully, "What did Princess An do with Zijin yesterday?"

"Just wandered around Jingzhou City, and ate some crab buns and pastries, and there was nothing else to do."

"I heard that Princess Na'an loves Mr. Xiao Lang very much, so you have to be more careful on the road to Zijin." Seeing that her child was so defenseless, Mother Wen was inevitably worried.

Wen Zijin ate the porridge and said, "Well, Zijin remembered."

But Princess Na'an doesn't look like much.

Before dawn, two sedan chairs came out of the Wen residence, and a group of servants waited beside them.

There are hundreds of stone steps in Qingshan, and the higher you go, the more dangerous it is, so the sedan chair has to stop at the foot of the mountain.

Wen Zijin's cheeks turned red from the cold and reminded: "Master An, be careful on your feet, don't slip."

"Hmm." Princess An looked at the green mountain that went straight into the sky, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

A group of people walked slowly, and when they were halfway up the mountain, Princess An was already struggling, and his pace slowed down a lot.

"Is Princess An tired?" Although Wen Zijin was not as good as a man, he was quite experienced in climbing mountains, after all, he had climbed the mountain once last time.

The wind and snow that had stopped before suddenly began to whirr, and the mountains and forests were very cold, and he dared not even exhale loudly, and his throat hurt badly.

Wen Zijin approached carefully, and hesitantly broke off a branch and handed it to Princess Na'an, saying, "Princess An is holding this."

"This is?"

"Give Zijin a hand, maybe Princess Xu'an will save some effort."

Although she is a girl, she looks like a young man to outsiders. There is a difference between men and women, so Wen Zijin can only be pulled by a branch.

Princess An hesitantly stretched out her hand to hold the branch, looked at the slender figure, and said with raised lips: "I didn't expect Mr. Wen to be very experienced in mountain climbing despite his young age."

Wen Zijin couldn't help boasting, and explained a little shyly: "No, Zijin is also the second time."

The last time I was buried with Ji's parents and elders in the suburbs of the mountains, if that counts, then it would be the third time.

"Actually, Mr. Wen doesn't have to be so cautious. You and I met when we were young."

"We met when we were young?" Wen Zijin looked back at Princess An.

Princess An smiled and moved closer: "Well, you were not yet one year old at that time, and you are so old now in a blink of an eye."

Wen Zijin didn't remember it at all, so he could only smile awkwardly, and then looked down at the road.

Wen Zijin really doesn't remember much about his childhood.

Except for the mother and the person next to the big dog, I can't remember clearly, and even my father doesn't have many pictures.

Finally, the two reached the top of the mountain, and the snow was falling everywhere. Wen Zijin looked at Jingzhou City, which was covered by clouds and snow.

"This snow is really heavy." Even though there was no snow at the bottom of the mountain, it was really inconceivable that there was heavy snow on the mountain.

Princess An looked sideways at Wen Zijin and responded, "Zijin, can I call you Zijin in the future?"

Wen Zijin nodded and said, "Princess An is free to do so."

"Then why don't you call me Sister Yi'er?"

"I'm afraid I can't." A girl's boudoir name cannot be called indiscriminately.

"why?"

The wind and snow slapped directly on the face, and Wen Zijin explained: "Princess An is the princess of the dynasty, and Zijin can't go beyond the rules of etiquette."

"Then what if I recruit Zijin as the county horse?"

Princess An moved closer, and stretched out his hand to hold Wen Zijin's hand, "My father's official career in the court is not going well, and he has been talking about marriage with high-ranking officials in the capital. Obviously, he intends to get promoted. If we get married, my father and the king can give me a marriage." Whatever Zijin wants, if Zijin wants to eat that crab bun every day, he will never miss a day."

God knows how flustered Wen Zijin is now, why is Princess An so bold!

Wen Zijin, who hadn't reacted in his head, broke free with his hands first, and Wen Zijin stepped back in a panic: "The snow is too heavy, we should go back earlier."

The figure in the heavy snow on the other side paused, but still did not show up.

After going back and forth to return to the mansion, the sky was getting darker, and Wen Zi was so tired that he wanted to go back to the garden to rest earlier.

Unexpectedly, just after soaking his feet, the waiter outside reported: "Young master, the master has something to look for."

Wen Zijin had no choice but to dress neatly again and rush to the front hall, not thinking of his mother, Princess An was inside with his father.

On the side there were servants holding sticks, Wen Zijin entered to salute: "Father, you are well."

"Bastard!" Father Ji threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.

"Father, don't be angry, but what's wrong with Zijin?"

Princess Na'an covered her face with a handkerchief and cried, "Did you forget what Mr. Wen did today?"

Wen Zijin was completely dumbfounded, thinking that he hadn't done anything.

"Kneel down!" Ji's father frowned, and said angrily, "Master An is a relative of the emperor, Nizi dares to offend, come and beat me hard!"

The servant tied Wen Zijin to the long bench in the lobby, and waved the long board casually.

It was surprisingly cold inside and outside in winter, Wen Zijin gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but found that there was no pain at all when the board fell down.

Mother Wen who was on the side caught a glimpse of the smile on Princess An's lips, and realized that her child must have rejected Princess An, which made her unhappy.

"master……"

Before he finished speaking, Princess An, who was sitting, suddenly screamed, and rolled down from the seat to the ground.

Father Wen was terrified, and hurriedly sent someone to hold down the rolling Princess An and call: "What's wrong?"

"Don't... hit it." Princess An, who was pale, noticed the abnormality and shouted.

"Okay, stop!" Wen's father originally wanted to rely on Princess An to win over the sixth prince and rise a step higher in the court.

Princess An only felt the burning pain, and looked at the calm Wen Zijin, with hatred in his eyes.

Wen Zijin seldom saw such gazes, and he couldn't help feeling a little scared, thinking that Princess An was too scary.

Mother Wen on the side said: "Master, since Princess An begged for mercy, let Zijin go for a while, and I will definitely teach him strictly in the future."

"Then Mrs. Wen, please teach me well." Princess An was in so much pain that she was helped away by a maid.

Father Wen felt that it was extremely weird, he waved his sleeves and didn't want to look at Wen Zijin again, instead he walked towards the concubine's garden.

Mother Wen sent someone to untie the rope, and carried Wen Zijin back to the yard. After all the attendants had retreated, she asked, "Quick, let mother see how the injury is done?"

Wen Zijin evaded shyly and replied, "Mother, it doesn't hurt."

"Silly boy, that board can kill people."

"It really doesn't hurt." Wen Zijin sat on the couch, "Master An seemed to be really hurt just now."

"What's going on?" Mother Wen looked at her child in confusion, seeing that her child didn't seem to be lying.

Wen Zijin shook his head and said, "Zijin doesn't know why, but it doesn't hurt at all."

"Then tell me what Princess An has done to you during the day?"

"Princess An said that he wanted to recruit Zijin as a county horse, but Zijin naturally refused, but he was sued by Princess An when he didn't think so." Thinking about it, Wen Zijin became very angry, "How can there be such a bad person in this world. "

She was quite angry at first, but when Mother Wen heard her child's tone, she couldn't help laughing out loud. She reached out and rubbed Wen Zijin's cheek, "Silly, luckily it's okay, otherwise it would hurt."

Wen Zijin leaned his head against his mother's palm and replied, "Princess Na'an said that my father wants to use Zijin's in-laws to get promoted."

"Your father's official career is not going well, and he hasn't made any achievements in the court in recent years. I didn't expect to put his mind on this." Mother Wen frowned, and gently rubbed Wen Zijin's frozen earlobe with her fingertips to comfort her, "Zijin is not afraid , go to bed early, mother will communicate with my grandmother in the capital, and then we will see how to deal with it."

"Mother, Zijin is not afraid." Wen Zijin had originally planned that even if he was seriously injured, he would never admit it.

Because once he made a mistake, even his mother would be implicated by his father's scolding.

After Wen's mother left the inner room, Wen Zijin got up barefoot carrying books, and after turning off most of the lights in the inner room, he ran to the couch.

Next year's township examination is bound to win Jieyuan, and then I will go to the capital to take the exam. As long as I have an official position, my father will not wantonly bully my mother.

Wen Zijin was wrapped in a quilt, holding a book in his hand and reading silently, only a few small sounds remained in the inner room.

When the night was getting dark, the sound in the inner room also stopped, Ye Ran quietly disappeared beside the couch, and the girl on the couch was already lying on the couch and fell asleep.

Most of the quilt fell to the side of the couch, Ye Ran tidied the quilt, carefully sat on the side, raised his hand and lightly smoothed the fine hair on the girl's cheek.

The tears at the corners of the eyes fell smoothly to the pillow, Ye Ran lowered his head and pecked at the bitter and salty tears, feeling even more distressed.

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