As soon as he entered the room, Wen Jing pushed Murong Shu behind the door and called out "Shu'er" affectionately.

Murong Shu winked playfully, which made Wen Jing blush. The courage that he had finally mustered up disappeared at this moment.

Just when Wen Jing was about to give up, Murong Shu pulled him back and kissed him directly, and Wen Jing was stunned.

He didn't react until the soft touch disappeared from his lips. Murong Shu looked at him and asked with a smile, "Zi Yu, do you want this?"

Wen Jing said incoherently, "Shu'er, I'm sorry, it was Ziyu Menglang who was wrong."

"Is Zi Yu regretting his decision, or is he blaming Shu'er?" Murong Shu suddenly wanted to tease Wen Jing, so they started chatting automatically.

"Shu'er, no, no, I'm talking about myself." Wen Jing explained hurriedly, fearing that Murong Shu would misunderstand.

Murong Shu covered her mouth and laughed, "Zi Yu, I was just joking with you, look how nervous you are."

Wen Jing then realized that Murong Shu was teasing him. After being teased by Murong Shu, Wen Jing was no longer nervous. He pushed Murong Shu against the door and kissed him again. This time, Wen Jing was obviously more skilled than last time.

Wen Jing didn't let Murong Shu go until she was almost out of breath. Murong Shu had never been in a relationship before she traveled through time, and she didn't know much about kissing. She was just open-minded, not experienced. She didn't know what stimulated Wen Jing today.

Wen Jing hugged Murong Shu and asked nervously, "Shu'er, are you satisfied with Ziyu's assessment? When will Ziyu be able to get the title officially recognized?"

Wen Jing was stimulated by Mu Sishu and Liu Ruyan today. He also wanted to ask Murong Shu for a legitimate status, to be with his beloved girl openly, get married, have children, and live a happy life.

Murong Shu then realized that Wen Jing was asking her for a formal status. Last year, she had promised Wen Jing to give him a probation period, and they got along very well, so she had already forgotten about it.

She thought that love and marriage should be a natural thing, but she forgot that this was ancient times, and it required three matchmakers, six betrothals, a sedan chair carried by eight people, and a ten-mile red wedding dress before it could be accepted. This is what is called the one who is betrothed becomes the wife, and the one who runs away becomes the concubine.

"I think Ziyu can prepare the betrothal gifts." Murong Shu's words gave Wen Jing peace of mind, and then he was ecstatic.

"The betrothal gifts have been prepared, and we are just waiting for Shu'er to nod." Wen Jing pulled Murong Shu to sit on the chair, his face full of joy. His Shu'er was finally going to become his legitimate fiancée.

"Then I'll just have to wait for Ziyu to come and propose marriage." Murong Shu was quite excited when she thought about it. She could even imagine that lively scene.

"It's my honor and I've been waiting for a long time." Wen Jing looked at Murong Shu affectionately. Marrying her was what he wanted to do most in his life, and it was also the most meaningful thing.

"My father and mother should agree, but I think my second uncle might object." Murong Shu joked with Wen Jing. If his second uncle knew that she was going to get married, he would probably cry to death.

"Don't worry, I plan to ask the emperor to grant us a marriage, and I will make Shu'er a girl that everyone in the capital envies." It was easy for Wen Jing to go to the palace to ask for an imperial decree to grant us a marriage, but the honor of a marriage is not something that everyone has. Wen Jing just wanted to give Murong Shu the best.

"Isn't it too high-profile?" The General's Mansion is extremely powerful, the Wen family is the head of the literary world, and their disciples are spread across half of the court. Will such a powerful alliance really not arouse suspicion from the emperor? Murong Shu was a little worried.

"Shu'er, do you have any concerns?" The smart Wen Jing sensed Murong Shu's hidden worry.

"Zi Yu, will the marriage between the Mu and Wen families arouse the emperor's suspicion?" Murong Shu still asked about his concerns.

"Don't worry, Shu'er. What you think will not happen. The Mu family is only loyal to the emperor, and so is the Wen family." Wen Jing analyzed the current situation to Murong Shu.

"I'm relieved that nothing happened. We must not let the Mu and Wen families be affected by us." Murong Shu just wanted to be with Wen Jing and didn't want to be involved in any politics. The two chatted for a while before Murong Shu left.

Considering that his eldest brother might still be enjoying the excitement of becoming a father, Murong Shu wrote a letter to Song Wei and had it sent back to the Mu Mansion urgently. He told her about his eldest sister-in-law's situation and asked his mother to send someone to notify the Song family, the Ning family, the Wen family and Madam Han that they would stay overnight at Huishan Temple.

Han Xu's side.

Han Xu lay in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. As long as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Song Yanran's appearance. So he simply got up, sat down, and started painting.

An hour later, a picture of a beautiful woman under a peach tree was completed. Han Xu was very satisfied with the newly finished painting. After the painting dried, he decorated it again, put it in a box and knocked on Song Yanran's door.

When she heard the knock on the door, Song Yanran was a little surprised. Who would come to see her at this time? When she opened the door and saw it was Han Xu, she was a little surprised. "Mr. Han, why don't you take a rest? Is there something you want to talk to Yanran about?"

Han Xu nodded while holding the painting box. Song Yanran didn't expect that Han Xu really had something to ask her, so she could only invite him in. "Mr. Han, please come in."

After entering the room, Song Yanran asked Han Xu to sit down, poured him a cup of tea, and asked tentatively, "Why did Mr. Han come to see Yanran?"

"This is for Miss Song." Han Xu handed the box he brought to Song Yanran.

"Ah, for me?" Song Yanran was very surprised that Han Xu came to give her a gift.

Just as she was about to open it to see what it was, Han Xu stopped her, "Miss Song, why don't you take a look later?"

Song Yanran nodded shyly. It was indeed inappropriate to open it in front of others. She said a little guilty, "It's Yanran who is rude. Thank you, Mr. Han."

"You're welcome. I just painted this on a whim at midnight, so it would be most appropriate to give it to Miss Song." Han Xu felt that it was inappropriate for unmarried men and women to keep a portrait of a woman. At that time, he just wanted to paint this beautiful scene. After he finished painting it, he realized that it was inappropriate, so he gave it directly to Song Yanran.

Han Xu did not stay with Song Yanran for too long. He drank a cup of tea and then said goodbye and went back. After he left, Song Yanran opened the painting with great anticipation. When her own portrait appeared in front of her, Song Yanran was very shocked.

Han Xu painted this picture with great care and it is vivid. The girl standing under the peach tree has a bright face and looks extremely happy. It can be seen that the painter has delicate emotions and even observes the expressions and movements so carefully.

Song Yanran was lost in thought for a long time looking at the painting, and that heart-pounding feeling came over her again. Maybe she should also fight for her own happiness once.

She felt that Han Xu should also like her, but there were too many uncertainties between the two of them, so they both stopped.