Chapter 104 What child?
Seeing Wen Yan, Changfeng immediately became alert.
"Girl, who is this?"
"Let me introduce you. This is Wen Yan, the former doctor of the Ministry of Personnel, the top scholar in the imperial examination three years ago, and my good friend since childhood. He's Wen Shouqian."
Chang Feng clasped his fists and saluted, "Master Wen."
Wen Yan nodded, "Thank you both for protecting Zijin these days."
"This is my responsibility. Master Wen, thank you for being so polite."
"Please help me clean up a guest room, Changfeng~" Song Zijin said with a smile.
Changfeng's eyes moved between the two of them, "Master Wen, do you want to stay longer?"
"Let him stay for a while. Brother Shouqian has resigned and will be living a carefree life from now on. If we don't take him in, he'll probably have to beg for food!"
She made a face at Wen Yan.
Wen Yan poked the top of her head and said, "You've even learned to tease me."
Song Zijin dodged for a moment, "Don't poke me stupidly."
Wen Yan withdrew his fingers awkwardly and lowered his eyes to hide his thoughts.
Zijin, still thinking about Xiao Linyuan.
Changfeng deliberately found a yard farthest from the main house.
Changshun was puzzled: "The middle courtyard is good, why did you choose this one?"
"Fool, can't you see that Master Wen is attracted to Miss Song?"
"So what? Didn't the old princess mean to separate Miss Song and the prince? If Master Wen succeeds in taking the throne, the old princess will be able to rest easy."
Chang Feng was furious, "You want the prince's flesh and blood to call someone else daddy?"
He observed carefully these days and found that Miss Song's belly was obviously bigger than when she came.
It’s probably true that she is pregnant.
Changshun sighed, "Miss Song is not a bad person. If the palace wants to take the child back to recognize his ancestral home in the future, she will not stop it."
"What child?" A deep male voice sounded from behind.
The two brothers slowly turned around and saw Wen Yan standing at the door with a serious expression.
Why does this person walk silently?
Changfeng smiled awkwardly, "Yes, I'm talking about the neighbor's kid."
"Zijin is pregnant?"
Wen Yan's voice was cold and clear, and no emotion could be heard from it. However, his eyes were fixed on Chang Feng, and his expression was so deep that it was difficult to discern.
The person opposite him is the top scholar. Changfeng knows that his IQ cannot match his, so he decides to show his cards.
"We suspect Miss Song is pregnant, but we haven't heard her say it herself. If Master Wen is concerned, please leave immediately. With us guarding her, nothing will happen to her."
Wen Yan stared blankly at the ground. With the light behind him, his expression could not be seen clearly, but Changfeng could confirm that he was in a very gloomy mood.
Just as he was about to persuade him again, he saw Wen Yan turn and leave.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the back view was of a person fleeing in panic.
From walking slowly, to walking quickly, and then to running out of Su's house as if escaping, he ran all the way to the lake where they had just met again.
He roared—
Why, why is he always a step late?
He thought God had mercy on him and gave him a second chance, but he suddenly told him that he was overthinking it...
Why give him hope and then let him despair!
"Hey, kid, stop crying! You scared all my fish away!"
Wen Yan turned his head stupidly, only to see an old man fishing under a willow tree not far away.
"Sorry." He said calmly.
I was about to walk away with heavy steps, but the old man stopped me.
"Hey, you scared away the old man's fish, you can't just walk away!"
Wen Yan turned his back and wiped away his tears.
After calming down, he walked over and bowed respectfully.
"It was an unintentional mistake. I hope you will forgive me, old sir. As for the loss of the fish, would you mind compensating me with one ounce of silver?"
As Qinghe caught up, he saw his master reaching out for money.
He coughed lightly, leaned close to Wen Yan's ear, and whispered, "Master, we only have ten taels of silver left..."
Wen Yan's expression remained unchanged. "Hurry up and give it to me. You can earn more money even if you lose it."
The old man put away his fishing rod and slowly stood up.
"I don't even consider your one or two taels of silver. Since you are a sensible young man, I won't ask you to compensate me. Come and help me carry the bucket. Also, you are responsible for handling these fish."
Wen Yan was in the wrong and did not dare to delay, so he quickly stepped forward to take the barrel.
The lakeside was not far from Song Zijin's house. When he walked to the door, he realized that the old man was his neighbor Uncle Chen.
When the door of Chen's house opened, a girl in a pink gauze dress was seen rolling up her sleeves to hang clothes.
Hearing the door open, she turned around and looked over, "Grandpa is back!"
The girl ran over barefoot.
Seeing the handsome young man with red eyes following behind her grandfather, she didn't bother to act coquettishly and turned around and ran back to the house to put on her shoes.
Uncle Chen stroked his beard and said, "This is my granddaughter. She just turned 15 this year and has a lively personality. Please don't be shy."
Wen Yan shook his head.
Zijin was still waiting for him to come back for dinner, but he didn't dare to delay too long. He put the fish next to the well and started working.
When he was a county magistrate, he helped the people with these trivial matters, so he probably knew something about it.
Changshun is a good cook and prepared a large table of reunion dishes, but Wen Yan did not come back.
When Song Zijin was about to go out to look for him, he heard laughter and chatter from the yard next door.
She knocked on the door and went in, and saw Chen Bo's granddaughter Chen Miaoqing "teasing" Wen Yan.
The honest top scholar blushed and saw her as if he had seen a savior.
It's written all over my body: Zijin, save me!
Song Zijin smiled gently, "It seems that you already know Brother Shouqian. In that case, why don't you come to my Su residence to celebrate the reunion festival together!"
——
Compared to the bustling Su residence, the Regent's Palace in the capital can only be described as deserted.
Xiao Linyuan was busy in the office all day, and when he came back, there was still no smile on his face as usual.
Nanny Jiang was waiting for him at the door, and when she saw him, she greeted him with a smile.
“Your Highness, today is the Reunion Festival. General Shen and Princess Qiyue are both in Tingtao Courtyard. You should come too. It will be more lively with more people.”
"No, the Ministry of Personnel doesn't have a minister, and I have too many things to attend to, so I won't delay your meal. Take me to say hello to my mother and the princess. Oh, and tell Chen Zhuo that the imperial decree granting the marriage will be issued tomorrow, so he can go back to Jinyue to prepare for the wedding."
After saying that, he strode towards Ruifengyuan, his face expressionless and tense, like a taut string.
Nanny Jiang has been left there for almost two months, and the mother and son are still in a stalemate. Are they going to waste their lives like this?
…
After returning to Ruifeng Courtyard, Xiao Linyuan had no appetite to eat. Looking at the moonlight shining into the room, he felt it was extremely dazzling.
"Snowball." he shouted.
In the past, when Xuetuanzi heard his name, he would immediately meow and appear, and would take the initiative to crawl under his palm to ask for a pat.
But he called three times and still didn't see the cat.
He panicked and looked around quickly, and suddenly there was a clanging sound in the house.
Chunsheng thought something was lost, so he knocked on the door and came in, only to find out that Xuetuanzi was missing. He hurried to help Xiao Linyuan look for it.
Finally, the two saw the white cat sleeping soundly on the sycamore tree in the yard.
Xiao Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief, jumped onto the tree trunk and hugged Xuetuanzi in his arms.
"I thought I had lost you. Your mother will blame me when she comes back. From now on, you are not allowed to ignore the sound when you hear it. Do you understand?"
Snowball meowed impatiently.
Ever since the mistress passed away, the husband has been holding it in his arms all day long while sleeping. He always talks in his sleep and disturbs it, so he comes out to catch up on his sleep.
I really don’t understand human beings. If you miss someone, just go and bring them back. What’s the point of talking about them in your dreams?
The guards at the gate looked at each other and sighed.
The prince doesn't talk to anyone now, he just likes to talk to this fat cat.
I really have become the cat's master.
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