But the provincial examination had not yet ended a few days ago. Could it be possible that Yang Jiyan had foreseen that there would be such a poetry meeting?
Yu Jiao secretly felt that she was overthinking. Perhaps Yang Jiyan had just heard that the students were going to hold a poetry reading today and wanted to see some fun, so she invited them to go to Bi Bo Lake tomorrow.
In the evening, Yu Jiao and Yu Fuling went to the flower hall. Due to the difference between men and women, they could not sit at the same table, so the Mu family set up two tables. The men ate in the front hall, while Madam Mu and other female relatives accompanied Yu Jiao and Yu Fuling to eat in the flower hall.
The banquet was very lively. Madam Mu San even asked the servants to bring rice wine to the female family members. She took Yu Jiao's hand and said with a smile, "I went to the Yang residence yesterday. Madam Yang said that she has gotten much better after taking the medicine you prescribed. She even said a lot of compliments to you and asked me to convey her gratitude."
Yu Jiao smiled lightly and said, "It's my duty as a doctor. I just did what I should do."
"Your child has a very likable personality." Madam Mu San said to the Second Madam with a smile, "It is a blessing for parents to have such a girl."
Madam Mu II looked at Yu Jiao with admiration, "Who says it's not true? The two sisters are well-educated, and the brothers are all scholars. The elders in the family are probably far-sighted people."
Madam Mu San took over the conversation, "It is rare for a family to have four sons take the provincial examination, even for families like ours."
She smiled at Yu Fuling and Yu Jiao and asked, "Looking at the ages of the brothers, it's time for them to get married. Have the elders in your family arranged marriages for them?"
Yu Fuling shook her head and said truthfully, "The marriage has not been decided yet. My eldest aunt is looking for a man for my third brother."
"Wu Lang hasn't decided on a wife yet?" Madam Mu San was invited to Madam Yang's house yesterday. It seemed from her words that she wanted to find out more about Yu Jia Wu Lang. Although she didn't say it in detail, Madam Mu San had guessed it roughly. She was a little surprised. With a family as prestigious as the Yang family, if Miss Yang really fell in love with Yu Jia Wu Lang, she would be marrying down from her parents.
Yu Fuling just answered casually, but she didn't expect that Madam Mu San would specifically ask about her younger brother's marriage. Thinking of how close her younger brother and Yu Jiao were now, she said, "My younger brother has already been engaged."
Madam Mu's face changed. Yu Jia Wu Lang was already engaged? He was the youngest among the brothers. How come his brothers were not engaged yet, but he was already engaged?
But on second thought, Yu Jia Wulang won the top three places in the imperial examination at a young age and has a good reputation, so it should be easier for him to find a wife than the other brothers.
Mrs. Mu San couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If the fifth son of the Yu family had not been engaged, it would have been a good thing for him to marry into the Yang family.
Yu Jiao looked at Madam Mu's expression and secretly wondered, could it be that Madam Mu wanted to arrange a marriage for Yu Qizhe?
She took a sip of the rice wine, which was a little sour and a little sweet, with a fresh and sweet rice aroma. The taste of alcohol was not strong, so she couldn't help but drink a little more.
Women do not like to drink and talk at the dinner table like men do, so the banquet ends earlier.
Yu Jiao drank too much rice wine and the aftereffects gradually took effect. She felt a little tipsy. She followed Yu Fuling out of the flower hall at a leisurely pace.
Yu Fuling looked up and saw a person sitting in a small pavilion not far from the flower hall. She looked carefully and saw that it was Yu Qizhe. She walked up to him and said, "Little brother? Aren't you having dinner in the front hall? Why are you here?"
Yu Qizhe stood up, his dark blue gown fluttering gently in the evening breeze, making him look tall and slender. He walked out of the pavilion and said, "I feel a little dizzy after drinking, so I came out to sit for a while."
He looked at Yu Jiao behind Yu Fuling and saw that her face was flushed and her usually clear almond eyes were a little hazy. He walked towards her and asked, "Have you been drinking?"
The autumn nights were already a bit chilly, and the evening breeze made Yu Jiao feel a little cold. She shrank back, her mind becoming more and more confused, and she nodded stupidly.
Yu Fuling said, "The Third Madam had someone bring some rice wine during the banquet, and I saw she drank a lot."
Yu Qizhe unbuttoned his coat and put it on Yu Jiao. He naturally reached out his hand, held her hand, and said to Yu Fuling, "I'll take you back to the courtyard."
"Didn't you drink alcohol too? Why are you still dizzy?" Yu Fuling wanted to say that she would take care of Yu Jiao, because she was worried that Yu Qizhe might also be drunk, but when she saw that he looked clear-headed, she swallowed her words.
"I didn't eat much, and the smell of alcohol has almost dissipated after sitting for a while." Yu Qizhe said as they walked, holding Yu Jiao's hand.
Yu Jiao let him lead the way, and was very well-behaved, following Yu Qizhe closely.
Yu Fuling followed and said, "Isn't it a bit rude of you not to go back to the front hall?"
"Second brother and the others are drinking with the second and third masters of the Mu family. It's okay for me to go over later." Yu Qizhe said lightly.
Yu Jinshu was bent on currying favor with the rich and powerful, so at the banquet, he tried his best to drink and amuse the two masters of the Mu family. When he came out, the two masters of the Mu family were already a little red in the face from drinking. It would not be long before the banquet in the front hall would be over.
Yu Jiao felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach due to the cool breeze. She followed Yu Qizhe for a while and stopped beside the rockery. She stroked her chest and frowned.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yu Qizhe noticed it immediately and asked softly.
Yu Fuling also came forward and looked at Yu Jiao with concern.
Yu Jiao felt like vomiting. She covered her mouth and dry-heaved. Her legs felt weak and her head felt dizzy. She couldn't help but lean towards the rockery behind her.
Yu Qizhe quickly supported her, let her lean on his arms, and helped her sit down on a rockery.
She said to Yu Fuling, "Sister, go back and ask the maid to prepare a bowl of hangover soup. I will stay here with her for a while and then send her back."
Yu Fuling responded and went back to the yard first.
Yu Jiao was still somewhat conscious, but her head was dizzy and her hands and feet were out of control. She leaned on Yu Qizhe's shoulder, held his hand, and murmured, "I'm fine..."
Because of the drunkenness, his voice had a sweetness and innocence that was not in his usual tone.
Yu Qizhe's palms were a little cold because he took off his coat and gave it to Yu Jiao. Afraid of freezing Yu Jiao, he pulled his hand out of Yu Jiao's palm. Yu Jiao frowned in dissatisfaction, snorted, and grabbed his hand again.
Yu Qizhe's lips curled slightly at Yu Jiao's rare initiative, and he was naturally happy in his heart. He whispered, "My hands are too cold."
Yu Jiao pulled his hand against her cheek, rubbed her slightly hot face against the back of his hand, and whispered softly, "It won't be cold this way."
The voice is extremely childish.
Yu Qizhe felt a little itchy in his heart as she rubbed him. The night was as cool as water. The full moon, which had just passed the 15th day of the lunar month, hung in the night sky, shining brightly. Under the moonlight, his peach blossom eyes were tender and affectionate as he quietly gazed at Yu Jiao.
The two of them sat quietly leaning against each other for a long time, and Yu Qizhe said softly, "The rocks are too cold, shall we go back to the courtyard?"
Yu Jiao nodded slowly, let go of his hand, and said in a sweet and innocent voice, "I don't want to move..."
Yu Qizhe stood up, opened his arms towards her, with a doting smile on his lips, "Brother will carry you back."
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