"Wan'er, let's attend the prince's wedding ceremony with me and Han'er the day after tomorrow." Murong Jingyu sincerely invited each other. Because Shen Yishuo was unable to accompany Yun'wan, his identity as a quasi-royal daughter-in-law was extremely embarrassing. He could not directly count as a member of the royal family and accepted the visit of the prince and the prince's concubine.

"My brother-in-law, take good care of my sister. I will accompany my master, don't worry." Ze Fenglin looked confident. He didn't want his sister and brother-in-law to quarrel over Yunguan again, and Yunguan could only attend the wedding ceremony as a distinguished guest.

"Aren't you injured?" Murong Jingyu wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to participate in the wedding ceremony to match Shen Yihan and Yunguan together.

"I have a shoulder injury, not a foot injury, it's okay." Ze Fenglin got up and jumped twice, demonstrating it for Murong Jingyu to show it.

"Why did Linzi follow the lottery when there was a major ceremony?" Murong Jingyu recalled the bored state when Ze Fenglin was injured in his foot, and found it funny.

"I was hurt by bravery. Last time it was for Youchen, and this time it was for my master." Ze Fenglin said proudly, he was happy that he could be with Yunguan with justification.

"What's wrong with Wan'er?" Murong Jingyu immediately looked at Yun Wan nervously and carefully.

"Brother-in-law, I'm obviously the injured person, but you're fine, you know how to question me." Ze Fenglin muttered.

"Thank you for your hard work, now you can take credit for yourself. Tell me, I'm so lucky to save Wan'er, how do I want me to compensate you?" Murong Jingyu comforted.

"I don't want my brother-in-law to compensate me. I'd better wait for my third brother to come back. He will definitely back up the gift for me." Ze Fenglin gave Murong Jingyu a blank look.

"Okay, then I'll go back to the mansion first. Linzi takes good care of Wan'er and stop hurting himself, otherwise your third brother should spend money again." Murong Jingyu was about to leave after saying that.

"Brother-in-law~" Ze Fenglin suddenly stopped Murong Jingyu.

"What's wrong?" Murong Jingyu was stunned for a moment.

"I have time to take Sister Han back to the mansion to see my grandmother, okay?" Ze Fenglin hesitated and said it again and again. "Is the old lady in good health?" Murong Jingyu didn't want Shen Yihan to worry about the old lady's affairs.

"I got sick again some time ago, so it's better. Brother-in-law, don't tell my sister about my grandmother's illness. If she asks, brother-in-law will say that my grandmother misses her very much." Ze Fenglin just wants to make his grandmother happy.

"Okay, I'll take Han'er back to the house to check it out when I have time." Murong Jingyu saw Ze Fenglin's face haggard, and felt that he must have a hidden secret.

"Brother Jing... say goodbye." Yunguan didn't want to inquire about the Anshang Sect Alliance in front of Ze Fenglin.

"Goodbye, stay." Murong Jingyu left after bowing, leaving Yunguan and Ze Fenglin staring at each other and then fell into a state of embarrassment.

"Master, I will definitely tell my brother-in-law when I see him again." Ze Fenglin said seriously.

"What are you asking him?" Yunguan couldn't tell whether what Murong Jingyu said was really Shen Yihan's original intention.

"Tell him not to tell my third brother. The scene just now was purely a coincidence. I was afraid that my brother-in-law would misunderstand and spread rumors again." Ze Fenglin was a little embarrassed.

"No, your brother-in-law is a taciturn person. If he can explain less, he is unwilling to waste his energy to say a word." Yunguan knows Murong Jingyu so well.

"That's right, you have known each other for so long, and you will naturally understand each other." Ze Fenglin felt lost in his heart.

"Soon, it's less than 20 years." Yunguan shrugged helplessly.

"How old is your master? Could it be that you have not known each other for so long?" Ze Fenglin suddenly envied Murong Jingyu and had the opportunity to grow up with Yunguan.

"Don't bother how old I am, I am your master, and my seniority is here." Yunguan joked.

"Yes, Master is here, please accept a bow from my disciple." Ze Fenglin bowed with one hand.

"Now you have a legitimate reason not to practice the piano. I guess you will be waiting for your shoulders to fully recover, and you will forget the music you learned before." Yunguan felt very distressed when she looked at Ze Fenglin's appearance that she did not dare to move her left arm.

"No, the skills taught by the master are engraved in my heart." Ze Fenglin was so scared that he was punished by Yunguan to practice the piano. Although he had a poor memory and could not remember anything he learned, he learned to memorize solidly. Once he remembered it, he would never forget it again. This was the tactics, and the same was true for piano scores.

"I hope that when you are skilled and superior to your teacher, you can make a new goal." Yunguan was very calm. Only by recognizing his skill level can you have room for improvement. Pride or self-reliance will hinder your progress.

"Another plan? Does the master want me to take my third brother as my teacher again?" Ze Fenglin questioned.

"Everything is OK. If you talk about the level of piano skills, Miss Hu'er or Huatianfang's piano master can do it." Yunguan can teach limited skills, and Ze Fenglin is her first apprentice.

Yunguan was the first time he became someone else's master and did not have the experience of teaching people to play the piano. Everything was summarizing his own path to learning the piano and exploring it bit by bit. Whether it was suitable or not can only be judged by the teaching results.

"I don't want it. I only become a master, and I will never eat in the bowl and look at the pot." Ze Fenglin deliberately used a common saying to express his heartfeltness.

"As a master, you have no skills to teach your disciples, letting them go free will be liberated to both masters and apprentices." Yunguan said firmly.

"Master, where are you writing to your third brother? I'm going to give it to me in the morning, but I forgot to take it." Ze Fenglin remembered this.

"It seems like I'm putting it on the table." Yunguan said while searching. The table was empty, and even the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were packed by Yunguan.

"Did you lose it? Do you want to rewrite one?" Ze Fenglin was also thinking about reporting today to Shen Yishuo. He felt it was strange, but before finding out the truth, he didn't want to tell Yunguan.

"Forget it, I even lost the reply letter. Maybe this is considered God's will." Yunguan only vaguely remembered that she put the letter on the table, perhaps Xue Qing and Ruoli put it away.

"The third brother cares so much about his master, but his master is so cold. Is he worthy of his respect?" Ze Fenglin stood up for Shen Yishuo.

"Why do you think the third prince cares about me?" Yunguan couldn't escape the hesitation in her heart. Perhaps it was because of longing that she had doubts, because she was afraid that her words and deeds would eventually turn into jokes and be futile.

"I have known him for so long, and I have never seen him care about the woman next to me. Besides, every time my third brother contacts me, no matter when meeting or writing a letter, the first sentence is to ask if you are good or not, whether you are happy or not. Only when you are well will he be at ease. Isn't this rare? " Ze Fenglin ignored it.

"If Linzi replied, I'll say hello to me. I won't write this time."

“Master~”

"Put the medicine on time and heal the wounds. I've been out all day long. Come back home to see the old lady." Yunguan stuffed the medicine box into Ze Fenglin's hand and pushed it out of the door. She just wanted to calm down and have a good tact of her feelings.
Chapter completed!