Chapter 85 What is the real you like?
The courtyard has everything you need, including a living room, bedroom and study.
There are differences between men and women, so Wen Xu would naturally not bring Jing Xuan into the bedroom.
As before, the two men went to the hall and the servants around them came forward to serve them tea.
Wen Xu: "Xiaoxiao, try it. This is what dad just bought. I had a hard time getting some."
Fang Yuan likes to drink tea, so Wen Qingjue sent people to various places to purchase tea. The quantity was limited, so he didn't want Wen Xu to drink it and waste it.
Wen Xu was speechless about this.
Jing Xuan's eyes lit up. She liked drinking tea and knew how precious the tea that Lord Wen had tried so hard to get was. It was no exaggeration to say that it was priceless. She was naturally very happy to be able to drink this tea.
Wen Xule said: "Try it quickly."
Jing Xuan nodded, picked up the teacup and took a sip, her eyes widened: "It smells so good!"
It is worthy of being Lord Wen’s tea, it is really excellent.
Seeing that she liked it, Wen Xu did not hesitate at all: "You can take away all my stock later. After all, I can't taste it."
He always drank tea in a hurry without tasting anything, so it was the best thing for him to give it to Xuxu.
Jing Yu also knew this, and said bluntly: "Okay!"
After tasting the tea, Wen Xu asked the servants to leave, and then asked, "Why did you come to see me?"
Jing Xuan paused, lowered her eyes slightly, and after a few breaths, her face returned to normal: "It's nothing important. I just read a book about... General Chu."
Wen Xu was stunned: "General Chu Mo?"
Jing Xuan hummed. She rarely lied, and looked out the window uncomfortably. She said softly, "I was just a little curious. I suddenly remembered that you seemed to know General Chu very well, so I came here."
Wen Xu immediately sat up straight and patted his chest vigorously: "Then I definitely understand! That's the person I admire the most."
Seeing that he didn't suspect anything, Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief and agreed, "I know, you told me about him before."
It has been a long time and Jing Xuan can no longer remember it. She only vaguely remembers that she first knew about Chu Mo because Wen Xu kept talking about how powerful and majestic this man was.
Jing Xuan liked reading, and later read many books about General Chu, but for some reason, she always wanted to know more about Chu Mo.
The black and white words on the book are too far away, she cannot touch that person. Even if the words are gorgeous, they come out of thin air and there is only a sense of strangeness and distance.
She doesn't want this.
Now it's good -
Wen Xu enthusiastically recounted Chu Mo's growth and rise to fame; he said he was gifted, gentle as jade, and majestic; he told how he stood alone against ten thousand enemies, and how he terrified the grassland people...
Even though Jing Xuan knew all these deeds, she still curved her brows and smiled deeply, piecing together in her mind the image of a great general wearing armor and holding weapons, who was as steady and reliable as a mountain and protected Da Sui firmly behind him.
Chu Mo, Chu Mo, Chu Mo...
Jing Xuan thought to herself: What is the real you like?
Is that you in my dream?
If it really is you, then... will you like me?
…
Jing Xuan had lunch at the Marquis's residence and listened to Wen Xu talk for a long time in the afternoon.
It was not until night fell that I suddenly realized that it was dark.
Just as Jing Xuan was about to leave, a deep and magnetic voice came from outside the house. The tone was lazy, and the upturned ending sound seemed to contain a smile.
"Okay, Xiuxiu, we've been looking for you for so long, and finally you come to Wen Xuzi's place."
As soon as he finished speaking, a clear voice sounded, also unhappily: "That's right! We also went into the palace!"
Jing Xuan turned around and saw the Yuan brother and sister striding towards her. They were full of resentment and glared at Jing Xuan fiercely.
The latter smiled awkwardly and said in a soft voice, "It turns out to be my cousin, I miss you so much~~"
The twists and turns in her little voice were enough to show how sincere she was.
Yuan Lianye disagreed and snorted, "I don't believe it!"
Upon hearing this, Jing Xuan lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes hiding the emotions in her eyes. She said nothing, feeling very aggrieved.
Yuan Lianye immediately softened her heart and surrendered: "Alright, alright, stop pretending, I don't know you yet." Jing Yu smiled and rushed forward to hold her arm: "Sister is the best!"
Yuan Zhixuan shook his head helplessly, "Let's go."
Jing Yu was puzzled: "Where are you going?"
Yuan Lianye looked at her with a slightly cold gaze: "What do you think?"
Jing Xuan suddenly realized something, and she straightened her back and raised her voice, trying to cover up her mistake: "By the way, I miss grandpa so much, let's go see him!"
Yuan Lianye snorted coldly: "I thought you had forgotten about him."
Jing Xuan: “…”
It’s her fault. She was so focused on Chu Mo today that she forgot her plan to leave the palace in the morning.
Jingxuan's maternal grandfather was the former prime minister Yuanzhao.
In order to develop the family, Yuan Zhao forced his daughter to enter the palace to be the queen. Many years passed, Yuan Yunran became the mother of the country and was deeply loved. The Yuan family re-elected the prime minister and the family development was prosperous.
Now that he is old and has nothing to do all day, he looks back and realizes how much he owes his daughter.
He could only be thankful that the Emperor and the Empress loved each other without a doubt and that Empress Yuan's favor continued to grow.
He poured all his remorseful love into Jing Xuan, making her the most favored junior.
When he learned about Jing Xuan's situation some time ago, he was so worried that he couldn't sleep all night and insisted on going to the palace to see her. However, he was worried that Jing Xuan's mood was unstable, which would make the old man even more distressed, so Empress Yuan comforted him and let Jing Xuan leave the palace to see him after some time.
When leaving the palace today, Jing Xuan had originally planned to visit her grandfather, but plans cannot keep up with changes. When she heard the word Chu Mo at the Third Princess's residence, she was so flustered that she forgot about everything else.
Thinking about it carefully, Jing Xuan felt extremely guilty.
She looked at Xia He who was waiting beside her and said, "Send someone to tell my mother that I will not be returning to the palace today."
"yes."
Yuan Lianye snorted: "That's more like it."
Jing Xuan clasped her hands together and admitted her mistake pitifully: "Okay, cousin, I really know I was wrong."
"Then I will punish you. You must accompany me to the night market tonight."
"Night market?" Jing Xuan was puzzled. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind: "Is it the Wanhua Festival?"
Yuan Zhixuan laughed: "The Ten Thousand Flowers Festival is in December."
Jing Xuan choked and muttered, "I don't care about this, so I don't know."
The Wanhua Festival is a festival unique to the capital. On that night, men and women of marriageable age can hold flowers in their hands. If they have objects of love, they can exchange them, which is considered a sign of mutual affection.
Jingxuan had not yet reached marriage age and had never participated in one before.
Yuan Lianye teased, "Why? My sister is going to be a 15-year-old in December this year. Do you want to attend?"
Jing Xuan paused, thinking of the man in her dream, and shook her head hurriedly: "No way!"
"Really? I might go, not accompany my sister?"
Yuan Lianye has long wanted to go to the Wanhua Festival. Now that she has finally come of age in July this year, she will definitely go.
Jing Xuan was obviously stunned for a moment, struggling between whether to accompany her cousin or not.
"Okay." Yuan Zhixuan rubbed her head and said softly, "If you don't want to go, then don't go. I will go with her then, so you don't have to worry."
"You're going?!" Wen Xu asked in surprise, "Why are you going?"
"By the time of the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, I will have reached adulthood, so can't I go?" Yuan Zhixuan smiled, and perhaps because he was facing the light, his eyes seemed dark and deep, with a hidden meaning.
“No, no…” Wen Xu gestured in panic: “You…”
"Hmm?" Yuan Zhixuan's voice is always lazy and smiling, sounding like he's flirting.
Jing Xuan and Yuan Lianye looked at each other, and the latter coughed twice: "Let's go and see grandpa."
"Okay~" Jing Xuan responded obediently and left the battlefield to the two people behind her.
As the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while bystanders can see things more clearly. However, Jing Yu felt that perhaps Wen Xu was the only one who was still confused.
Everyone else, including Yuan Zhixuan, knew it clearly—he liked Wen Xuzi, very much.
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