Today's chicken soup, tomorrow's pork rib soup, the day after tomorrow's fish soup, and all kinds of soups, Chen Jiao came in a different way and only fed it for more than half a month. Wang Shen's face, which had lost weight last year, recovered. It looked less pitiful. He was so thin before, unlike the high-ranking Minister of Justice, but like a prisoner who had been abused in a prison cell and finally escaped.

Wang Shen was a stern official, and only talked about the law and ignored the powerful. His colleagues hated him, but the emperor liked such a minister. Seeing that Wang Shen looked better and better day by day, the emperor couldn't help asking Wang Shen: "Did you have any happy events recently?"

Chen Jiao's smile immediately appeared in front of Wang Shen.

He had no good news, but seeing her every day at dusk, watching her laugh and listening to her talk was the greatest joy in a day.

But no one can say this kind of thought.

After all, she just treats him as an elder.

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming again. On the second day of the lunar month, after reading the manuscript, Wang Shen said to Chen Jiao: "Tomorrow starts, three-day holidays, Jiao will have a good holiday."

Chen Jiao sighed softly when she heard this.

When Wang Shen saw her sad face, he couldn't help but ask with concern: "Why do you sigh?"

Chen Jiao lowered her head and whispered: "Brother Chang was sick a while ago. There was a custom of picking herbs on the Dragon Boat Festival. I wanted to go to the mountains to pick some herbs to pray for my family. But my brother wanted to accompany my sister-in-law, but my father was busy and couldn't leave. I wanted to go but didn't dare to move forward alone. I originally wanted to call Xiaohong with me, but Xiaohong wanted to go home for the festival."

Xiaohong is the new fire-burning maid in the kitchen.

Wang Shen picked up the tea bowl and didn't know how to answer. There were still a few servants in the mansion, but he was worried that the servant would accompany her to collect herbs. If the maid said that even if there was a maid willing to accompany her, Wang Shen wouldn't feel at ease that she was so beautiful.

"Sir, are there any arrangements for tomorrow?"

Suddenly, her voice was lowered a little later.

Wang Shen's heartbeat faster and he subconsciously looked at her.

Chen Jiao's face was already red, just like the first light red color on the peaches on the tree. She held her cuffs and said in a difficult voice: "If you have time, can you accompany me? You know more herbs than me."

She actually invited him to accompany him?

Wang Shen seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat, and refused? How could he bear to refuse any request from her, but it seemed inappropriate for them to go out alone.

Chen Jiao waited silently for a long time, but he always didn't say anything. Chen Jiao sighed again: "It was me who was negligent. The adults were in a high position and they must have social engagements. If you have time to accompany me, I'd better go by myself."

Wang Shen didn't dare to let her go into the mountain to collect herbs, and hurriedly said, "I, I have no social engagements, but I am going to go to Jingshan to watch the sunrise tomorrow morning, and I will set off in the middle of Yin. Can you get up?"

Although she was nervous, Wang Shen's urgent intelligence was still there, so she made up a very suitable excuse. She would definitely go there if she wanted to collect herbs so much, but they set out before dawn, not afraid of meeting acquaintances.

Chen Jiao was very happy. It was also good to watch the sunrise.

"Okay, then tomorrow morning, I will wait for the adults at the door." She said softly.

Wang Shen was still worried, coughed and asked, "Remember to tell your father so that he won't be able to find you early in the morning and be anxious."

Chen Jiao held back her laugh and nodded.

After returning to the Xiqianyuan, Chen Jiao went to tell her father about this after dinner.

Manager Chen didn't think so wrongly, but he just felt that his daughter was causing trouble for the adults again.

Chen Jiao pouted and said, "Then Dad, come with me, I don't think of getting up so early."

Manager Chen wants to serve Wang Shen. Although there are not many things in the Shangshu Mansion, he will never be able to leave.

"I asked your elder brother to accompany you." Manager Chen suggested.

Chen Jiao shook her head: "No, I want to come back from collecting herbs and give my elder brother and sister-in-law a surprise."

Manager Chen had nothing to say and repeatedly told his daughter to be obedient tomorrow and not to delay adults watching the sunrise.

Chen Jiao responded with a smile.

Chen Jiao took a break early in the evening. The next day, it was still dark. She got up on time, washed her face and combed her hair, changed into a set of men's suits sewn in advance for today, and then carried a small basket and hoe. Chen Jiao went to the main yard with a refreshing feeling. Chen Jiao thought she was early enough, but she saw two people standing in front of the main yard screen wall from afar.

"Sir, Dad." Chen Jiao quickly walked over.

Manager Chen was holding a lantern in his hand. Seeing his daughter's outfit, he endured it and finally said: "Don't cause trouble for the adults."

Chen Jiao said obediently: "I know."

Then, she looked at Wang Shen.

Wang Shen looked majestic: "The carriage is ready, let's go."

Manager Chen sent the two onto the carriage.

In the car, Chen Jiao sat next to Wang Shen, tilted her head, and saw that Wang Shen had closed his eyes.

When Chen Jiao saw that he was sleepy, she sat honestly on her side without disturbing her.

The carriage left the city gate and walked east along Guan Road. About three quarters of an hour later, it arrived at the foot of Jingshan Mountain. At this time, it was already dawn, and the mountain road was clear. There were not many people coming to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise. There were a few people scattered, and they looked at the clothes of the rich and noble family.

Chen Jiao got off the carriage with Wang Shen. I wonder if it was Chen Jiao's illusion, but Wang Shen is particularly serious today.

He started climbing the mountain, and Wang Shen asked Chen Jiao to walk in front of him. If her foot slipped and fell, he could hold it in time.

Although Chen Jiao is the daughter of a servant in this life, she was raised by Wang Shen as her niece when she was a child. She never did any rough work. After three years of marriage, she was also a generous life for the young grandmother. When she returned to the Shangshu Mansion, Chen Jiao at most did needlework, cooking, and copying books. Her wrists might be a little strong, but her legs were still extremely delicate.

After climbing a distance, Chen Jiao was out of breath.

"Give me the basket." Wang Shen said considerately.

Chen Jiao handed him the basket without hesitation.

The two of them rested on the spot for a while and continued to climb up. As they were crawling, Chen Jiao suddenly stopped moving.

Wang Shen stood two steps behind her, but his eyes were almost the same as hers, and he asked helplessly: "Can't walk anymore?"

Chen Jiao shook her head and asked him to stand beside her.

Wang Shen stepped two more steps in confusion.

Chen Jiao naturally held his right arm and looked at the side and said, "I'm tired, sir, take me away."

Wang Shen's whole body was stiff and he quickly looked back and forth, but fortunately no one was there.

Chen Jiao pushed his arm and urged him to leave.

Wang Shen rolled his throat, trying hard to ignore her intimate movements, and took her forward, and then never dared to look at her again.

Chen Jiao looked at him with serious appearance. Although she was tired, her heart was sweeter than eating honey. Now, Chen Jiao was very sure that Wang Shen liked her, but the two had different generations. He was deeply worried that he dared to indulge her but did not dare to easily go beyond the line. There was no way, Chen Jiao had to be the one who took the initiative, otherwise, she was afraid that she would have to wait for the rest of her life.

Taking advantage of Wang Shen's power, they stopped and stopped, and finally they almost reached the top of the mountain.

Chen Jiao was so tired that she was out of breath. Wang Shen, a seemingly thin civil servant, didn't even breathe much.

He didn't pant, just in line with Chen Jiao's wish. He grabbed his arm with his little hand and Chen Jiao stopped leaving.

Wang Shen turned around and saw her begging to look at him. His white little face was already red with exhaustion, like the morning glow in the east sky.

"It'll be here soon." Knowing that she was tired, Wang Shen looked at the horizon and encouraged softly.

"You carry me on your back." Chen Jiao looked at him boldly and said.

Wang Shen didn't move or speak, only had a pair of black eyes, and could no longer maintain peace, like a sea of ​​clouds surging.

"No?" Chen Jiao shook his sleeves.

Wang Shen's mind was in chaos. On one hand, she looked like she was acting coquettishly, and on the other hand, she had the remaining reason.

"You, if you are seen like this, you may be misunderstood." Wang Shen could no longer hear his voice.

After hearing this, Chen Jiao took off the hairpin with her hair fixed on her head. The morning breeze in the mountains blew. As the hairpin left, her black hair suddenly scattered, with her black hair set off, and no one would treat her as a man anymore.

Wang Shen was stunned.

Chen Jiao liked him like this and smiled and said, "Can you carry me now?"

Wang Shen clenched his fists and squatted down with his fate.

Chen Jiao gently leaned on his back. Xia Ri and both of them were thin. Wang Shen immediately felt her delicateness. She wrapped her arms around and put them on his chest. She rested her head on his shoulders. He smelled the fragrance of her hair.

The mountain wind blew again, and Wang Shen recovered a little calmer. He took a deep breath and walked towards the top of the mountain that was close to him.

"arrive."

Climbing to the top of the mountain, Wang Shen whispered.

Chen Jiao looked at the brilliant morning glow in the distance and muttered: "Look for a place with fewer people."

There were still a few figures on the top of the mountain. Wang Shen didn't know what she meant, so he didn't want to guess. He looked around and came to a rock behind the mountain with her back. This was not the best place to enjoy the sunrise, but it was the most hidden.

Chen Jiao slowly jumped to the ground.

Wang Shen didn't dare to look at her, so he picked a flat stone as a chair and sat down. After sitting down, he was about to look up when unexpectedly a figure flashed, and a faint fragrance breeze blew by, and Chen Jiao had already sat in his arms.

Wang Shen was as stiff as a stone again.

Chen Jiao leaned on his shoulder dependently, her eyes turned to the horizon. In the seemingly out of reach, a red sun was rising little by little, and the morning glows all over the sky became a foil. She couldn't turn her eyes, but Wang Shen's eyes were only the girl in her arms. The morning glows reddish her face, her eyes were as lively as water, and her lips were as bright as cherry blossoms.

Suddenly, she looked up and turned towards him.

Wang Shen was shocked and quickly looked forward.

The man's face was red, and I don't know if it had anything to do with the morning glow.

Chen Jiao looked at him for a while, then took out a sachet from her arms and handed it to him, "Sir, this is what I gave it to you."

Wang Shen lowered his head and saw a silk sachet with a sky-blue bottom in her hand. The sachet was embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

The sachet is a common token of love. After embroidering the mandarin ducks, Wang Shen couldn't believe it, and finally understood her feelings.
To be continued...