Yan Jing'an did not stay in their bedroom for long, knowing that the emperor was waiting outside.

After he came out, he smiled and said to Jiang Ting, "Brother Jiang, Zimu, shall we go to the study together?"

Jiang Ting glanced at Yuwen Zhuo: "Let him guard outside."

"yes."

Yuwen Zhuo readily agreed.

He found playing mind games exhausting, so not letting him in actually made him feel better.

Watching the two enter the study, Yuwen Zhuo stretched and waited outside.

Logically speaking, he also serves as the emperor's personal bodyguard. While the secret guards are hidden in the shadows, he is in the open.

If the emperor doesn't leave, of course he can't leave.

Yuwen Zhuo stood perfectly upright, but his mind was completely elsewhere.

Today he truly witnessed the way a couple gets along.

This way of getting along was completely different from anything he had ever seen before.

But Yan Jing'an was clearly enjoying himself.

His wife also always kept her eyes on her husband and never left him.

So this is what it means when the man is in love and the woman is interested.

For some reason, Yuwen Zhuo, who was usually the most carefree and unrestrained, unconsciously began to imagine what his future wife would look like.

The wife he wants must be beautiful; beauty is the most important thing.

He was only willing to go home after he had a beautiful wife.

But it doesn't have to be overly beautiful.

Jiang Tian's face flashed through Yuwen Zhuo's mind.

As beautiful as Brother Yan's wife, that would be enough.

Secondly, one must be gentle, but also have one's own edges.

He can be as gentle as Yan's wife, and it doesn't matter if he uses knives or swords. He is a military officer, and it would be a good thing if the two of them could spar.

In addition, she must be a good cook, have a humble yet confident demeanor, and... wholeheartedly admire him.

Just like how Brother Yan's wife treated him.

As he pondered, Jiang Tian's image resurfaced in Yuwen Zhuo's mind.

He doesn't seem particularly opposed to marrying a woman like that.

Just as he was lost in thought, Jiang Ting and Yan Jing'an finished their conversation.

Both men were very satisfied with their conversation and came out of the study with smiles on their faces.

Seeing that they were having a good chat, Yuwen Zhuo felt a little gratified.

The higher you climb, the colder it gets.

The ministers around the emperor all harbored ulterior motives; how many were truly loyal?

It was a good thing for both sides that Yan Jing'an was able to win the emperor's favor.

"It's getting late, we'll be going now."

Jiang Ting has to attend court tomorrow, so he has no time to waste.

Yuwen Zhuo also smiled.

"Then I'll see you off, Brother Jiang."

Before leaving, for some unknown reason, Yuwen Zhuo suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Yan Jing'an, puzzled, smiled and looked at him: "What's wrong, Zimu? Is there anything else?"

Yuwen Zhuo glanced at Jiang Ting beside him, but he didn't say anything, which made him a little bolder.

He suddenly couldn't help but give Yan Jing'an a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Brother Yan, I have a favor to ask."

"you say."

Yan Jing'an is a very loyal and affectionate person. If a friend asks him for a favor, he will naturally do his best to help.

"I'd like to ask if your wife has any sisters or anything like that?"

As soon as he asked the question, Jiang Tingxian gave him a subtle look.

Yan Jing'an was also a little confused: "What do you mean?"

Seeing you two so harmonious and loving today reminded me of my grandmother, who is still eagerly waiting for me to find a wife. I'm not young anymore and I'm looking for a wife, but no matter how much I look, I can't find the right one.

"Having seen how you and your sister-in-law get along, I think it wouldn't be bad for me to marry someone like her. So I wanted to ask if your sister-in-law has any sisters. If so, I would appreciate it if your sister-in-law could help us get together."

Yuwen Zhuo's explanation was quite simple.

But he found that after he finished speaking, Yan Jing'an looked at him with a helpless expression.

"Zi Mu, human relationships are arranged by fate. If you want me to be your matchmaker, I really can't find a woman like my wife. There are many outstanding young ladies from noble families in the capital. If you look carefully, you will surely find a suitable one."

“My wife has no sisters, so I can’t help you.”

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Zhuo was naturally greatly disappointed.

He finally wanted to get married, so of course he wanted to find someone he liked.

But Jiang Tian had no sisters, so his plan fell through.

"Don't you have any cousins ​​or other female relatives?"

“My wife fled to the capital with our family during the war, and later became a slave. She was separated from her former relatives long ago, and we can’t find any of them.”

In the past, the late emperor caused famine in many places because of war, and many people fled to the capital. At that time, the country was almost in chaos.

Fortunately, the late emperor did not make a fatal mistake and managed to pull the precarious situation back from the brink.

But in those chaotic years, some people always suffered.

Hearing him say that, Yuwen Zhuo finally gave up.

"Oh well."

Jiang Ting spoke calmly from the side: "If you're not leaving, I'll be leaving now."

He's already referring to himself as "朕" (the imperial "I"). If Yuwen Zhuo still hasn't come to his senses, then he doesn't need to be a close advisor anymore.

So he quickly said, "Then we'll be going now, and we'll come to visit Brother Yan another day."

"good."

After Jiang Ting and Yuwen Zhuo got into the carriage, Jiang Ting closed his eyes to rest, seemingly not wanting to say a word to Yuwen Zhuo.

Yuwen Zhuo also felt empty.

He thought he could finally find a wife, but things took an unexpected turn.

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