What else could it be? If it weren't for your crazy idea, she wouldn't have had to stay at an inn in the capital. But considering there were other people with her, she had to save face for him, so Meng Zhao chuckled and said, "We originally wanted to go, but we just entered the city and we're a little hungry, so we thought we'd eat something to fill our stomachs first."

Shen Qinghe nodded calmly, his tone carrying an undeniable air, "In that case, come home with me."

"How about we forget about it?" Meng Zhao paused slightly, then refused, "I suddenly realized that I haven't prepared any gifts. It wouldn't be good to go empty-handed. Besides, there are many of us, and we'll have to trouble Godmother to tidy up the yard. Let's wait until I find a place to stay in the capital, prepare a few gifts, and then formally visit Godmother."

Shen Qinghe frowned slightly, her expression seemingly displeased. "What gifts do you need to bring home? Besides, Mother has many business matters to ask you. Qingze and Qingyu also think of you every day. If they knew you were coming to the capital but didn't go to see them, they would probably cry for a long time."

"Qingze and Qingyu are all grown up now, they won't cry like that anymore!" She said, her eyes widening as she glared at Shen Qinghe. "Besides, couldn't you have just not told them you saw me?"

Meng Zhao was always very kind to everyone, and even if she had any emotions, she would hide them in her heart. At this moment, her eyes were wide open, which made her look a bit naive. Shen Qinghe's lips curled up, and she gently shook her head, "No, I won't lie." After saying that, she bent down slightly and stared at Meng Zhao and continued, "If you don't go to see them today, they will definitely cry your clothes wet when you meet them next time, and you will probably have to coax them for a long time."

Meng Zhao couldn't help but grit his teeth, "Fine! I'll go!" Then he waved for Huang Cui and the others to pack their things. After checking that nothing had been left behind, he glanced at Shen Qinghe and gestured for him to lead the way.

Since she agreed to go home, the atmosphere around Shen Qing softened a bit. He turned slightly to the side and gestured for Meng Zhao to go first.

Once downstairs, Meng Zhao walked to the carriage, his gaze sweeping over the bustling stalls lining both sides of the street, and suddenly asked, "What did you just buy?"

Shen Qinghe raised an eyebrow slightly. "Didn't you look at it for a long time? What? Didn't you see it?"

Meng Zhao was speechless for a moment. When she saw his back, she was only focused on him and didn't notice what he was buying. When he turned around, she was so startled that she had no time to pay attention to the details.

When they met again, Meng Zhao found that Shen Qing was talking to her in an infuriating way now.

Seeing that she was getting annoyed, Shen Qinghe stopped talking and raised the rope he was carrying, revealing an oil paper package: "A specialty oil cake from the capital, would you like to try it?"

Meng Zhao looked at him curiously. As far as she knew, Shen Qinghe didn't seem like the type to eat these kinds of snacks.

Shen Qinghe replied, "Qingze and Qingyu can't go out, so this is for them."

Why can't I go out?

Shen Qinghe kept everyone in suspense, saying, "You'll find out when you get back."

After saying that, he handed the oil paper package to Meng Zhao, "Take it. We haven't seen each other for so long. If they cry, use this to shut them up."

As soon as Meng Zhao reached out to take it, he smelled a sweet aroma that made him quite hungry.

Huang Cui, who was standing nearby, wanted to drive the carriage away, but Shen Qinghe stopped her.

“Shen, Lord Shen, this won’t do. Let me drive the carriage.” Huang Cui said somewhat awkwardly.

Although she had worked in the shop before and met Shen Qinghe quite often, at that time Shen Qinghe was just the boss's younger brother in her eyes. Now he is the top scholar in the imperial examination and an official of the court. How could she let him drive the carriage?

Shen Qinghe gently shook his head. "It's alright. You must be tired from your journey. Just get in the carriage." He then reached out and took the riding whip.

Huang Cui hesitated for a moment, then looked at her manager. Seeing that Meng Zhao had already boarded the carriage and hadn't said anything, she didn't refuse anymore and boldly boarded the carriage herself.

Shen Qinghe sat in front of the carriage and gently cracked the whip, causing the carriage to slowly move forward.

Yin Chun was tall and had broader shoulders than the other women. After the carriage started moving, Meng Zhao leaned against her and squinted her eyes. When they arrived at their destination, Yin Chun shook her and said, "Manager, wake up, we're here."

Meng Zhao opened her eyes. She hadn't actually fallen asleep at all; her mind was filled with thoughts of Shen Qinghe. Although she felt she was doing well, she didn't think that after two years, Shen Qinghe would still be thinking about her.

But since the old uncle-in-law/sister-in-law relationship is gone, they still need to avoid any awkwardness.

Meng Zhao lifted the carriage curtain, glanced at the hand reaching out to him, slightly turned to avoid it, and jumped directly off the carriage.

Shen Qing frowned slightly, withdrew his hand, clenched his fist slightly, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. But before he could react, he saw Meng Zhao preparing to push the door open and enter. He quickly stepped forward and pushed it open with her.

Ever since Shen Qinghe became an official, they moved to Qingshui Lane and rented a courtyard house. After entering through the southeast corner gate, the first thing you see is a screen wall with a lifelike crane carving on it. There are also a few bougainvillea and begonias planted by the wall, which looks very elegant.

After entering the main courtyard, Shen Qinghe raised his voice slightly and called into the house, "Mother, Qingze and Qingyu, come out and see who's here."

Upon hearing the sound, the doors in the courtyard opened one after another, and Madam Gu and her two children quickly came out of the house. When they saw Meng Zhao standing in the middle of the courtyard, their faces immediately lit up with joy.

"Waaah, sister, I missed you so much!" Shen Qingyu rushed over first and hugged Meng Zhao tightly.

"Sister, you've come to see us all the time!" Shen Qingze, not wanting to be left behind, also came up and hugged Meng Zhao's arm.

More than a year has passed since they last saw each other. The two of them have grown taller and stronger, and Meng Zhao could hardly breathe when they hugged them.

Shen Qinghe frowned, stepped forward, and gently pulled the two children away from Meng Zhao. "What have I always told you? To behave properly."

The two reluctantly let go of each other's hands, but their eyes remained fixed on Meng Zhao. Meng Zhao reached out and tapped Shen Qingyu's nose, "How old are you? Why are you still crying? Look at this little face, you're getting prettier and prettier. If it's in two more years, I'm afraid I won't recognize you."

Shen Qingze, who was standing to the side, said, "It's because my sister never comes to see us, otherwise how could we not recognize her?"

Seeing Shen Qingze's pouting lips, which were so pouty they could practically hold an oil lamp, Meng Zhao reached out and pinched his cheek. "You brat, you said you'd be taller than me? Let me see, where are you taller than me? You're still far behind."

Shen Qingze's face hurt from being pinched. He looked at Shen Qinghe standing to the side with pleading eyes, as if asking: Second brother, didn't you just say that you were well-mannered? Why aren't you saying anything now?

Shen Qinghe, however, was completely oblivious to his second brother's pleading eyes. He simply stood aside watching them laugh and joke, a faint smile playing on his lips.

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