After discussing with Cheng Che, Cheng Wei returned to the Duke's mansion.

On the fifteenth, the masters of the mansion gathered in Mrs. Duan’s yard for a reunion dinner as usual. Because they were all their own family members, the hall was not separated by screens, and only a few tables were divided by men and women according to their seniority.

After three rounds of food and five flavors, Han Zhi looked at the girl with a faint smile on the table, feeling quite uncomfortable. He brought the wine glass to his side and said to Cheng Wei: Couple Wei, congratulations, you have got what you want.

Thank you. Cheng Wei raised his head and drank it all in one go.

He Shu walked over and pulled Han Zhi back: Big cousin, you have drunk too much

Han Zhi walked back while pushing He Shu's hands away: I didn't drink too much, I sincerely wish my cousin, I wish them lovers finally get married

Han Ping stood up and pressed Han Zhi back to his seat with Heshu.

Han Yi, who has grown into a half-grown boy, asked curiously: What will you finally get married?

Han Ping said lightly: Brother, don’t mess around with me if you drink too much.

He Shu was so angry that his face turned red, and he wanted to pour a glass of cold wine on Han Zhi's face to make him sober.

He went to bring a sobering soup to the prince to help him with anger and ordered the maid standing beside him.

After drinking a cup of sobering soup, Han Zhi recovered a little bit of Qingming. Thinking of all the things just now, he felt a little embarrassed.

He couldn't help looking at Cheng Wei, but found that the other party had never given him a look, and felt another indescribable loss in his heart.

After the banquet, Han Zhi raised his foot and wanted to go over and say a few words, but he Shura stopped: Cousin, let's go back together.

The breeze and bright moon in the early autumn night blow away a little bit of the wine.

The two cousins ​​were silent on the road.

When he arrived at the place where he was about to part, He Shu stopped and looked at Han Zhi.

Big cousin, if you are still thinking about Cheng Wei’s benefits, don’t say anything inexplicable. Don’t forget that you are a wife.

Han Zhi looked embarrassed: I was a little drunk just now, and there was no other meaning.

My cousin knows if there is any other meaning.

Looking at the face similar to Cheng Wei, Han Zhi suddenly felt a little depressed and retorted: It’s interesting, I’m afraid it’s cousin Shu.

He Shu was stunned and pursed his lips, which were slightly blood-colored, into a straight line: I don’t know what my cousin is talking about.

Han Zhi took a step forward and lowered his voice: Cousin Shu likes Micro Cousin

He Shu took a few steps back, avoiding the smell of alcohol, and said in a light tone: I have always regarded Cheng Wei as my sister, and my cousin really thought too much.

After saying that, the boy turned around and left in the face of the moonlight.

Han Zhi had a headache and had a splitting pain. He patted his forehead and returned to his residence.

The indoor ice basin has disappeared, but the heat has not subsided. He washed his face and walked into the yard with his feet.

Why is the familiar plum fragrance coming from behind the prince so depressed?

Han Zhi turned around and looked at Cheng Yao silently.

Cheng Yao lowered her eyes: Why, can't I just walk around in my own yard?

You can go back to the house as you like.

Han Zhi passed by and was grabbed by Cheng Yao.

Han Zhi frowned and looked at her.

Cheng Yao tightened her hand holding Han Zhi's sleeve.

She was really unwilling to give up and couldn't figure it out.

How could a man who is still passionate about her body look so cold and cold?

Even if she copied the ancient poems, she committed some unforgivable sins. This man had clearly said that he loved her until death. Could it be that this unswerving love is so shallow

What he loves is never himself, but a perfect woman he imagines

Cousin Yao, please let go, it’s not good to pull it like this.

Cheng Yao chuckled: Who can watch it here?

She stepped forward, and the faint fragrance enveloped the two of them: The prince was frowning, could it be that I said it was right a few days ago

So what

It's not so, I just feel a little emotional. Cheng Wei always dares to do things that others dare not do. If the prince really cares about Cheng Wei, I have a way to make you fulfill your long-cherished wish. Cheng Yao's eyelashes tremble slightly, and I feel pity. I know I did something wrong, so I will try my best to compensate the prince. I just hope that the prince will have a new person in the future and care about me, the old person.

Han Zhi looked at Cheng Yao with the look of looking at the monster: Is Yao's cousin talking to her sleep?

I really have a way

Han Zhi interrupted her: Cousin Yao may not know Cousin Che's new identity

New identity

He is the prince who was lost to the emperor for many years, and now he is the crown prince. He will marry Cheng Wei soon. Han Zhi finished speaking. He looked at Cheng Yao, who was stunned and turned around and left.

The night gradually became deeper, the autumn wind rose, and the falling flowers and leaves finally brought a hint of coolness.

Cheng Yao was in a state of dismay, like a clay figure, and she didn't move for a long time.

The personal maid finally couldn't help but step forward and advised: Big grandma, it's late at night, let's go back to the house.

Cheng Yao pushed the maid away and rushed to the osmanthus tree not far away, holding the tree and gasping for breath.

Prince

How could it be that way, it's not

What about Cheng Wei?

She suddenly looked up and stared at the maid: I'll ask you, Cheng Weizhen and Cheng Che are engaged.

The maid was frightened and said: Big grandma, I'm in the yard all day long, I haven't heard of it

Cheng Yao let go of her hand dejectedly.

She knew that the bad-hearted woman of Tao would not even allow her to go out of the courtyard, but she was just to trap her as a deaf and blind man.

Cheng Che became the crown prince, Cheng Wei became the crown princess, what is the book she read? What is it?

etc.

Cheng Yao finally remembered something.

She didn't finish reading that book

Ah, ah, Cheng Yao, who was completely collapsed, crashed into the osmanthus tree.

The osmanthus flowers fell, dyeing the fragrance of flowers on the master and servant.

The maid was shocked and hugged Cheng Yao tightly: Big grandma, don't do this, don't do this, if you are really crazy, you will be sent to the village.

One sentence made Cheng Yao suddenly quiet, only her rapid panting and the rustling sound of osmanthus branches.

She held the trunk and gradually closed her hands, leaving a few shallow scratches on the trunk, and her nails were broken silently.

Go back.

Cheng Yao pushed the maid away and walked back slowly. Behind her, only osmanthus flowers were left all over the ground, and the fragrance did not dissipate.

Cheng Wei stayed in the Duke's Mansion for a few days before returning to Xuanqing Temple.

What's the matter with me, my junior sister

Cheng Wei smiled with a medical book in his arms and said: I have encountered many problems when I read the notes my master gave me these days. Unfortunately, my master is in seclusion, so I came to ask my senior brother for advice.

The real person Bei Ming came over to see him, and his face turned red and he coughed and said: Junior sister, since it is the notes left by the master, why don’t you ask him when the master comes out of seclusion?

These days, I am so scared that I am a senior brother, but my master is partial to me.
Chapter completed!