Chapter 42 Chapter 42 It’s like a dream!

==Chapter 42==

Gu Anlan.

Gu Yushi had been in the Ministry of Personnel for a while. He held the memorial silently, the name Gu Anlan lingering in his mind. He was rarely absent-minded.

He hadn't heard this name for a long time.

In the following two years, his conversations with her decreased noticeably. When they argued with each other, their words became the sharpest blades, and they wanted to stab each other all over.

She was proud in her bones, so under such circumstances, she addressed him as the cold and neglectful Gu Yushi.

It would be like a dream to hear her call Gu Anlan again.

He sometimes wondered if this so-called return to the past was just a dream that he was unwilling to accept when he divorced.

I am unwilling to accept the ending where everything has changed and people have changed.

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Feng Wenyu was also thinking - Gu Yushi is so annoying.

The engagement has already been called off, can't he just be more conscious and keep his distance from her?

With this in mind, Feng Wenyu turned around and walked away quickly. She vaguely heard some noise behind her, but she didn't pay attention until someone grabbed her wrist and she was forced to stop!

Feng Wenyu was slightly startled and subconsciously pulled back his wrist. When he turned around, he saw Yan Yunhe with a gloomy face. He was wearing a dark blue crane cloak with dark patterns, which made him look a little noble and difficult to look at directly. However, he was breathing slightly at this time, which destroyed a lot of his nobleness.

Feng Wenyu's discomfort disappeared, and he complained, "Why did you scare me?"

Yan Yunhe was blamed and said aggrievedly: "I called you no less than ten times."

As a result, not only did she ignore him, she also walked faster and faster, which made Yan Yunhe feel panicked. They had a quarrel that day, but it shouldn't be so serious that she would ignore him again, right?

She didn't want to pay any attention to him.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Yan Yunhe didn't care whether the two were still arguing or not, and subconsciously chased after them.

So the voice behind her just now was him calling her?

Feng Wenyu raised her hand and touched her nose. She ignored the question and wondered, "Why are you here?"

He doesn't have any official position, so what is he doing in the government office area?

Yan Yunhe raised his hand and pointed to the imperial palace, which was not far from the six ministries. "I just came out of the palace."

The eldest princess and Emperor Wenyuan were born of the same mother and had always had a close relationship. Now it was only the end of February, and the eldest princess sent him to the palace to pay his respects to Emperor Wenyuan. In the words of ordinary people, he was visiting his uncle's house.

It was already spring, and Yan Yunhe had never expected to see Feng Wenyu at the gate of the imperial palace.

In addition to being surprised, he couldn't help but feel suspicious. Yan Yunhe took in the woman's makeup without leaving any trace, and then asked casually:

"What is Ayu doing in the government office area?"

Feng Wenyu felt a little cold. She was still walking towards the carriage and replied nonchalantly, "I'm delivering something to Dad."

He wasn't here to look for Xie Zhujing, nor was he here to look for Gu Yushi.

Yan Yunhe narrowed his eyes in laughter, his lazy and noble aura radiating from him. He smiled slowly and said, "That's really a coincidence. It's a quarter of an hour in the evening. We both have to miss it."

He wanted to say it was fate, but he felt that was too straightforward, so he finally restrained himself.

Feng Wenyu rolled his eyes at him, a little speechless. What kind of coincidence was that? It seemed as if it was impossible for the two of them to meet each other. Besides, it was early spring and the air was chilly, making the two of them shiver all over. Every quarter of an hour of delay would mean another quarter of an hour of cold.

Why don't you hurry home and chat here?

As soon as spring came, the young talents in the capital changed into thin spring clothes, as if they were not afraid of the cold at all. Feng Wenyu was one of them. She wore a thin spring skirt underneath. If she hadn't put on a crane cloak when she went out, she would have looked so miserable.

She wrapped herself in a crane cloak, hiding her small face. "How did you get here?"

Yan Yunhe answered her:

"carriage."

Feng Wenyu glanced around and saw a carriage at the corner of the alley. She was eager to go home and ignored him: "Then you should hurry back home too."

Yan Yunhe was a little unhappy.

They hadn't seen each other for two or three months, and they had only just exchanged a few words.

He racked his brains and thought, "It's still early. Fuchunlou has just launched a new warming wine. Do you want to try it?"

"My aunt is probably not at home either. It would be boring for you to go back."

Feng Wenyu glanced at him and was not surprised that he knew her mother was not at home. Since her grandfather became the Prime Minister, the Feng family had received countless invitations. There were many considerations on which one to go to and which not to go to. But no matter how picky she was, her mother was still very busy.

Today is the banquet hosted by Princess Shou. She heard her mother mention it yesterday and wanted to take her to the banquet, but Feng Wenyu quickly refused.

At these gatherings of married women, the occasional unintentional and lustful words that come out are enough to make people hide in the ground in shame. They don't have much to talk about with unmarried girls, and they start asking whether they have a marriage arranged within three sentences.

Everyone knew that the Feng and Xie families were planning to get closer, but as long as she wasn't engaged, others would feel they had an opportunity to take advantage of her.

Especially since her grandfather's official position was promoted, the princes who were interested in the position of crown prince were even more anxious to win him over, and the others were also willing to please him, so too many people openly or secretly recommended young talents in the family to her.

Feng Wenyu had the good fortune to experience this once or twice, and from then on he avoided such banquets.

Yan Yunhe was still trying to persuade Feng Wenyu, and Feng Wenyu was so annoyed that he covered his ears and said, "I know, I know. Stop nagging me."

Yan Yunhe paused, then laughed a little angrily:

"You still think I'm annoying."

If others want him to say a few words, they have to depend on his mood, but she, on the other hand, is so openly disgusted with him.

As expected, those who come forward on their own initiative will not be cherished.

Thinking this in his heart, when the little girl got on the carriage and turned around to urge him to "hurry up", he followed her happily: "You go ahead, I'll ask the carriage to catch up with you."

No matter how eccentric he was, it was impossible for him to ride in the same carriage with Feng Wenyu.

Fuchunlou.

The two of them sat in a private room by the window on the second floor. Jinshu and several maids and servants followed them inside, one to serve the two masters, and the other to avoid gossip.

There was a pot of wine boiling on the table, and Yan Yunhe introduced it to her:

"This is the store's newly brewed green plum wine. It's low in alcohol and perfect for someone like you."

Feng Wenyu gave him an annoyed look. What did he mean by that kind of person?

Yan Yunhe did not answer this question. He knew Feng Wenyu well. She had an average alcohol tolerance but was a bit of a drunkard. This low-alcohol fruit wine was most suitable for her.

The aroma of wine soon filled the private room. Several dishes were placed on the table, but Feng Wenyu was only obsessed with the pot of wine. Yan Yunhe poured her a glass of wine with a smile and reminded her:

"How about trying it first?"

The thumb-sized white jade wine glass lost its flavor almost as soon as it was tasted, and the slightly sour and sweet aroma of the wine instantly filled the mouth. Feng Wenyu could not help but slightly bend his eyes.

When she was in the mansion, her mother and second brother did not allow her to drink alcohol, and only Yan Yunhe would take her to drink secretly.

Because of this, the second brother became more and more disgusted with him.

The wine was not intoxicating, and Yan Yunhe generously poured her three cups to let her experience the taste. There was a stove burning in the private room, and as the temperature rose, people felt a little lazy. Feng Wenyu leaned against the window, resting her head on her arm, looking down quietly. The hustle and bustle of the market also added some lingering charm.

She leaned against the window sill to look at the scenery, and someone was also looking at her. He leaned back in his seat, and the woman seemed to have amorous eyes and a face as rosy as spring. His hand holding the wine glass paused for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he swallowed the wine together.

Steal a half day of leisure from this busy life.

This thought appeared in his mind unconsciously, and Yan Yunhe couldn't help but chuckle.

Feng Wenyu was confused and didn't understand what he was laughing at. She was about to ask when she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. She turned around in surprise and forgot what she wanted to say. She called Yan Yunhe to come over and see:

"Is that the Qiao family's carriage?"

Just now, when the jacquard curtain of the carriage was blown up by the wind, she seemed to see Qiao Anyu.

Yan Yunhe came over obediently. He squinted his eyes and carefully identified the logo on the carriage. He nodded to Feng Wenyu with certainty: "It's the Qiao family's."

Feng Wenyu's face wrinkled up, and he looked a little surprised and confused.

She saw that the direction Qiao Anyu was heading seemed to be the theater. Not only she saw it, but Yan Yunhe also saw it. He said, "Oh!"

"This is incredible! Is our Miss Qiao willing to come down to earth?"

This is quite sarcastic.

Yan Yunhe has never been a good-tempered person. He also knows the conflicts between Qiao Anyu and Feng Wenyu. He is also a biased person. No matter why Qiao Anyu targets Feng Wenyu, it does not prevent him from disliking Qiao Anyu.

Qiao Anyu was born into a noble family and was proud of being from a prominent family. He usually looked down on others and was even more dismissive of the theater.

Washe is the most lively place in the capital, especially at night. It houses the largest brothels, wine shops and prostitutes in the capital.

Because of the existence of brothels, whenever Qiao Anyu heard the word "Washe", his brows would be tightly furrowed, and disgust would remain on his face for a long time.

Yan Yunhe said that Qiao Anyu came to the mortal world today, but he was just mocking Qiao Anyu.

Feng Wenyu was also a little surprised, but this matter had nothing to do with her after all. Although she was confused, she had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.

******

The Gao Party incident caused the capital to be quiet for a while, but after March, the whole capital became lively again.

It’s nothing, the triennial imperial examination is about to begin.

Juren from all over the country rushed to the capital to take the imperial examinations. The inns and restaurants in the streets and alleys were full of people. Even the brokers were busy. Some Juren wanted to stay in inns, and naturally there were also those who wanted to rent a small courtyard to study in peace.

Even Feng Wenyu has had more social engagements recently.

However, nowadays this group of people no longer gather to play Cuju, ride horses, or appreciate chrysanthemums and plum blossoms, but instead gather in various teahouses. If you are not careful, you might hear a few young people having literary debates together.

Feng Wenyu was called out again. The teahouse was very lively. She and Jiang Zhilan huddled together. Jiang Zhilan whispered in her ear:

"I heard someone has compiled a ranking list for the candidates who took the imperial examination this time."

Feng Wenyu was surprised: "There is no best in literature, how can we rank them?"

Jiang Zhilan laughed: "Of course there's no way to rank them, but there are a few people who are very likely to win the championship."

She raised her chin towards the group of people in front of the window: "Look, they are all coming for those people."

All of them have reached the age of marriage, and those who can pass the imperial examination usually have good family backgrounds. After all, with the powerful families fighting against each other and resources blocked, how many people can climb up from the grassroots?

Feng Wenyu knew this all too well. She lowered her voice and laughed teasingly, "I remember that Master Kong is also taking the imperial examination this year. With his talent, he's sure to make the list. I'd like to congratulate you in advance, sister."

Jiang Zhilan blushed. Her intention in dragging Feng Wenyu to the banquet was simply to see Kong Huaijin. As one of the current candidates, he would naturally often appear in such places where people make friends through literature.

Feng Wenyu blinked to hide the emotions in her eyes. The scene before her seemed like yesterday. The year when Gu Yushi took the imperial examination, she also went to various teahouses so frequently.

There was another sound of arguing from below. Feng Wenyu let out a breath without leaving a trace. She leaned over and looked down. When she saw who was arguing, she raised her eyebrows slightly. It was Mr. Li who was engaged to Qiao Anyu.

Feng Wenyu and Jiang Zhilan came closer, a little confused: "Why can't I see Qiao Anyu?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhilan also shook her head in confusion:

"I heard that all the posts sent to her were rejected. I don't know what she's been busy with recently."

You have to know that in the past, Qiao Anyu loved being in a lively atmosphere. Even though he didn't get along with Feng Wenyu, he would never miss a party.

It's really strange.