Chapter 99 Suspicion
Jun Qiulan didn't expect Yan Jing to come so early.
He lowered his head to look at his clothes and quickly began to take them off.
In fact, every time I travel back and forth between ancient and modern times, everything else is not a problem, it just takes a blink of an eye, but changing clothes is really troublesome.
In the past, he felt that summer clothes of this era were a little inappropriate. Exposing the arms was okay, but many pants were only half-length, like underwear.
But after changing clothes many times, I realized how comfortable the clothes in this world are.
It is very easy to put on and take off.
Even though it was hot here in ancient times, people still wore at least two layers of clothes: one undergarment and one outer garment.
It's just that the material is lighter and thinner.
Today, he took off two layers of clothes as quickly as possible, changed into a short-sleeved shirt and jeans, and then quickly tied his hair into a half bun.
I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror for a moment, and then I had an idea and put some water on the ends of my hair and my neck.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting. I just went to take a shower." Jun Qiulan opened the door without changing his expression. Yan Jing and Tang Te were standing at the door.
Yan Jing looked up and saw a rosy-faced woman, who looked like she was bathing. He looked away, not daring to look any further. He said, "No wonder no one answered the phone."
Jun Qiulan smiled. Fortunately, he had only gone there to deliver breakfast and talk to Tian Rui this morning, which didn't take up much time. He also didn't bring his cell phone with him, otherwise the call wouldn't go through and he wouldn't know how to explain it.
Turn off the phone early in the morning?
"Come in quickly." Jun Qiulan greeted Yan Jing and Tang Te.
"Have you had breakfast?" Yan Jing asked.
"I've eaten." Jun Qiulan was almost choked to death by a big meat bun.
The wooden boxes were stacked in the living room.
He said, "There are twenty in total. I wonder if that's enough for Grandpa Yan."
At that time, Yan Jing wrote back to him saying that his grandfather wanted about twenty.
Yan Jing nodded, "That's enough, it's almost enough."
He didn't quite believe that his grandfather just wanted the wooden box. He always felt that his grandfather had other purposes, but if his grandfather didn't say it, he couldn't guess.
At this moment, he was also curious.
Open the wooden box and observe it.
There's nothing special about it, but you can tell it's all handmade, with good workmanship and good materials, but not to the point of expensive wood.
This made him even more confused.
Without saying a word, Tang Te started moving things.
Yan Jing turned around and looked around the room: "Where is Jun Baisong?"
Jun Qiulan also remained calm, and now the lie came out as soon as he opened his mouth: "This is not for taking the box, Songsong was mortgaged."
I had originally agreed to bring Jun Baisong along to play, but I forgot when I came here just now. If I go back and bring him back, I’m afraid he won’t be in time.
My parents have been very busy recently and are worried that no one will take care of Songsong, so they always take him with them when they go to the city.
He was thinking about bringing Jun Bai here during the day in the future, turning on the air conditioner at home, and preparing food and drinks for him, so he wouldn't have to worry about him getting hot or hungry.
But when I think about it carefully, I still feel it’s not good.
Jun Baisong is not a solitary kitten. He has been taken care of by someone since he was a kitten. It is rare for a cat to stay alone for a whole day. He usually likes to stick with people and likes to be held by people.
When he was at home, even if there was no one at home, Jun Baisong could still run and jump in the yard and be very happy.
But take it...
He looked at his house. No, it was not his house, but a rental house. It was only this big.
He said, "Next time, take Jun Baisong there to play. The master has taken Jun Baisong up the mountain."
Yan Jing couldn't help laughing, thinking that Mr. Yangeng also liked cats.
Jun Qiulan continued, "I'll pick him up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Don't worry, the teacher is safe."
"I know." Yan Jing said, "Otherwise you wouldn't have sent Jun Bai over."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Let's go and move the boxes together."
Three grown men and twenty boxes made it easy to move them.
When they arrived at the courtyard, Yan Huai had just gotten up and was arguing with his fashionable old lady.
"Grandpa Yan, Grandma, sorry to bother you today."
"Oh, since you've come here for nothing, I'm sorry for bothering you. Grandpa can't wait to welcome you back."
Jun Jibai, I heard that Jibai was the name given to Jun Qiulan by Mr. Yangeng.
This is also what made Yan Huai more certain about Mr. Yangeng's origin.
In contemporary society, who would give names to their younger generations?
When he first chose a name for his son, some people around him said he was pretending to be cultured. That was more than 50 years ago.
Later, when he gave his grandson a name, his grandson had fully accepted modern education and did not quite understand his old-fashioned habits.
Now, I have finally found a soulmate in this strange world.
Look at Mr. Yangeng, he even gave his disciples courtesy names.
Ji Bai, it matches the name Wei Xi that he gave Yan Jing.
Suddenly I had a feeling of finding a soulmate in a foreign land.
Yan Huai's wife, Mrs. Fu, was also in high spirits. She took two steps over and took Jun Qiulan's hand.
"My dear grandson, I knew you were coming last night, so I asked the kitchen to make you some soup. It's perfect for the morning."
Jun Qiulan felt quite embarrassed, "Thank you for your hard work, Grandma Fu."
Mrs. Fu smiled and said, "It's not hard. It's all the soup that the nanny cooked anyway."
Jun Qiulan was overjoyed.
Yan Jing was also happy. The old lady really liked Jun Qiulan, and it seemed that she liked her a little too much.
Thinking of the reasons, he felt somewhat helpless.
Although grandma is a fashionable old lady, it seems abnormal to them that he is not in a relationship at his age.
As for Jun Qiulan...
Yan Jing glanced at Jun Qiulan who was drinking soup obediently, then lowered his eyes and looked away.
I haven't been in a relationship for so many years, so I have to be more cautious.
Putting aside his vulgar desires for Jun Qiulan, Jun Qiulan is also a close friend worth making lifelong friends with.
If we rashly break this window paper, I'm afraid we won't even be able to be friends. It's not that we can't continue to be friends, but I'm afraid of embarrassment.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered a sentence from "The Heart of a Broken Story": Love is a hand that wants to touch but then pulls back.
Thinking of this, he felt his heart skip a beat.
"Have some soup. Have a bowl too." Old Mrs. Fu offered her grandson some nourishment. "You young people are under a lot of pressure these days. It's not easy for you. How are the movie preparations going?"
"Everything is fine." Yan Jing calmed down and said, "The training and study are going well."
As for Jun Qiulan, there is actually no problem with her dance learning, but her eyes and emotions are still a little lacking.
Maybe I still need to understand it.
There's no need to rush. Once the filming starts and you put your personal emotions into the role, maybe you'll figure it out.
Twenty wooden boxes were delivered to the yard, but Yan Huai was not in a hurry to see them.
I drank a bowl of soup with my grandchildren, and then was looked down upon by the old lady again.
Jun Qiulan felt warm in her heart as she watched this. The way this family got along was also enviable.
After dinner, Jun Qiulan took out the letter his father wrote in reply to Mr. Yan.
Last time, Mr. Yan wrote a letter to his father.
My father was still surprised, but in his opinion, making friends through calligraphy and painting, and making friends through literature, was very normal.
In the past, his calligraphy and paintings were also circulated.
Occasionally, I receive letters from calligraphy enthusiasts from all walks of life.
He has gotten used to it and basically replies.
But this time, I received a letter from a calligraphy enthusiast from another world. I was very excited and wrote a reply to Yan Huai very carefully.
Jun Qiulan had also read the letters that Mr. Yan wrote to his father, which contained content about calligraphy and painting, as well as personal insights.
Yan Huai held the letter and felt emotional. He had written the letter before just to see what kind of person Mr. Yan Geng was and whether he could be trusted.
After all, this secret is indeed of great importance.
He has lived in this world for so many years, and apart from Qingheng, he has never told his wife about it, even to his bedmate. Although his wife may have guessed it, she did not point it out, and they just understood it tacitly.
After reading the letter, he felt that Mr. Yan Geng was a scholar who truly loved calligraphy and painting.
I think he must have come from a prominent family, otherwise in that world, not many people could afford to read books. Ordinary scholars were born for the purpose of imperial examinations, and they mainly read the Four Books and Five Classics. It was unlikely that they were well-read.
It can be seen from Mr. Yangeng that he has profound knowledge.
As for the rest, nothing can be seen for the time being.
Perhaps Mr. Yangeng is equally cautious, as there are a few internet terms in his writing, which are quite interesting to read.
Yan Huai was not in a hurry. There was still a long time to go, so they could talk slowly.
It's normal for everyone to have secrets and hide them.
"Jibai, I have to ask you to be my messenger again." Yan Huai smiled. "Later, I have to write back to Mr. Yangeng. Mr. Yangeng is quite remarkable. His calligraphy skills are even higher than I thought. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Jibai to help me deliver letters in the future. Becoming a pen pal with Mr. Yangeng would be a nice thing to do."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. My teacher was very happy to receive the letter. He took several days to write this reply, fearing that he would not be able to live up to the old man's love."
Yan Huai's mind moved: "I wonder if Mr. Yangeng would be so kind as to come out and have a cup of tea and a game of chess with the old man."
Yan Jing said from the side: "Grandpa, just drink tea. If you want to play chess, you don't have to worry about being looked down upon by Mr. Yangeng. Look, you can't even beat Jibai."
Yan Huai snorted and laughed: "You talk as if you can win."
"Didn't I inherit it from my grandfather?" Yan Jing retorted with a smile.
Yan Huai was so angry that he wanted to beat up his own grandson.
Jun Qiulan raised the corner of his mouth, "Teacher, it is indeed inconvenient for you to leave the mountain for the time being. If there is a chance in the future, Ji Bai will definitely invite the two elders to have tea together."
Yan Huai still smiled and nodded, then looked down on his grandson: "Look at him."
Yan Huai held his forehead.
However, if you only look at their temperament, it seems that Grandpa and Jun Qiulan do look more like a family.
This feels weird.
Yan Huai was also planning to go and take a look at the wooden box, so he didn't want to disturb these young people's world.
"You guys go have fun, I have to think about how to reply to Mr. Yangeng."
Grandma Fu also smiled. "I have to go see the flowers I just planted. You two should cultivate your relationship. Oh, no, let's talk about movies. I'm looking forward to taking my sisters to book a private theater."
After saying that, he strolled away.
Perhaps because she had been teased by Yan Jing's grandmother twice, Jun Qiulan was actually much more accepting this time.
He and Yan Jing developed feelings for each other?
To be honest, he still hasn't figured out whether his feelings for Yan Jing are those between close friends or just personal desires.
He is almost completely blank when it comes to emotions.
The main reason is that I never dared to think about how to spend my life with a man before.
As for now, I am free.
However, he was burdened with secrets and such a heavy burden in the ancient world. Was it really appropriate for him to think about personal problems?
Yan Jing's character is trustworthy, but his secret is really shocking.
There are so many time-travel TV dramas and novels, but finally, there is a real one like his.
No, that's not right.
Master Qingheng said that he had met someone with a similar situation several decades ago.
Master Qingheng refused to say who this senior was, nor was he willing to introduce him to anyone. He only said that when the time was right, he would naturally meet him.
Jun Qiulan's mind suddenly exploded, as if he thought of something, but it seemed that nothing remained in his mind.
His eyes looked a little confused.
The weather is nice today.
Fengcheng is close to the mountains, so it is not very hot in summer.
Yan Jing suggested: "Let's go out for a walk? Let's take you to see the kitten."
Jun Qiulan smiled and nodded. Yesterday, Yan Jing asked him to bring Jun Baisong here because he wanted to introduce two friends to Jun Baisong.
The kitten is very cute and soft. It is not afraid of people and will come over to rub against my trouser legs while holding its throat.
Fortunately, Yan Jing was well prepared and opened all the jars he brought.
The kitten chewed and chewed happily, and even remembered to wrap its tail around Jun Qiulan's ankle.
Yan Jing: "It's strange, I always feel like I have a cat-attractive physique. I have been feeding these two kittens for several days, but it seems that they are closer to you now."
Jun Qiulan suppressed a smile and said, "Maybe it's because I smell like Jun Baisong, so they think I'm one of the same kind?"
"That's right. In the eyes of cats, humans are just strange-looking cats."
Jun Qiulan was surprised: "Is there such a saying?"
Yan Jingzhi nodded: "Dogs are basically aware that they are dogs, not humans, but cats are different..."
Somehow, the two of them ended up chatting about cats for a long time.
Yan Huai was sitting in the study drinking tea, but the tea was already cold.
Before, he could still say that he was just guessing and was not 100% sure, but now, he has almost no doubts.
Each box has the same icon.
Once, it can be said to be a coincidence.
But every box has it, so it can't be a coincidence.
Back then, he also learned about this world and customized a trademark for their Yan family. From then on, when everyone saw this trademark, they would know that it was a product of their Yan family.
It can also be regarded as closely connecting the entire Yan family.
As a result, the trademark had not been on the market for long, and its reputation had not yet been established, when the family ran into trouble.
Yan Huai let out a long sigh.
Decades have passed. I wonder how the remaining members of the Yan family are doing?
Now that I see the icon still exists, I guess it has been passed down.
If you think about it carefully, the emperor was a rare wise monarch when he was in power. The remaining members of the Yan family were given a chance to survive because the emperor was merciful and did not kill them all.
No, maybe not kindness.
Perhaps the emperor spared the lives of the Yan family just to wait for him to appear again.
Although he brought back some "treasonous" things, the emperor at that time had to admit that he brought back a lot of good things that could improve people's livelihood.
As long as a ruler is wise, it is impossible for him not to be tempted by those things.
Not to mention ordinary people who want to leave their own footprints in history, emperors are no exception. They also want to be passed down through the ages.
Yan Huai sighed again.
Decades have passed, and that emperor should have passed away long ago. I wonder how many generations of emperors there are now?
Is the current emperor aware of what happened back then?
I think the emperor at that time probably would not make the truth of the matter public.
After all, it's too horrifying.
Moreover, when the emperor came to settle accounts with their family, it could only be considered an assassination.
Of course, those aristocratic families couldn't possibly not know that they were the emperor's men.
I don't know the reason, I only know that the Yan family was destroyed overnight. I'm afraid they are keeping silent about this matter, and they are also afraid that their family will be involved in the affairs of the Yan family.
Yan Huai thought that the aristocratic families probably only had a vague understanding of the situation, and the common people probably had no idea about it at all.
However, since the emperor was so wary of him, it was impossible for him not to leave a message for his successor.
I guess the Yan family is not completely safe now.
But you never know, what if the dynasty has changed now?
The ancient world was in turmoil. One day you could be wearing the imperial robe, but the next day you might become a king of a fallen country and a prisoner.
Yan Huai is old now, and he was reckless in what he did back then. If not, the Yan family probably wouldn't have suffered such a devastating disaster.
but! ! !
Yan Huai didn't think he was wrong.
What is wrong is the feudal world, the world where imperial power is supreme.
Focus less on yourself and look for the reasons in others.
Mr. Yangeng seems to be much more cautious than him.
According to Qingheng, Jun Qiulan lived in Mr. Yangeng's house for a few years when he was a child and happened to miss him. Jun Qiulan is now twenty years old.
That means Mr. Yangeng has been in this world for at least ten years?
For more than ten years, he has been living in seclusion in the small place of Fengcheng. If Jun Qiulan hadn't wanted to make money by selling folding fans, he probably wouldn't have become famous?
etc! ! !
Jun Qiulan!!!
Jun is the national surname.
Thinking of this, Yan Huai suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Yan Huai has always known that people in the Taoist temple do not have ID cards.
After he came down the mountain, he finally confirmed his identity and even returned to the Taoist temple to talk about it.
As a result, Qingheng didn't let him interfere in the affairs of the Taoist temple. No, to be precise, it was Qingheng's master who didn't want him to interfere.
It is said that everything is predestined.
They are originally outsiders, so it doesn't matter whether they have a worldly identity or not.
Yan Huai also believed in Qing Heng and the old Taoist priest back then.
However... the old Taoist priest didn't seem to know his identity. Qingheng had promised him that he would not tell anyone.
Qingheng may seem unreliable, but he is actually very trustworthy.
It’s hard to explain. The old Taoist priest has been dead for many years, and how can we explain such mysterious things?
Regarding the problem with ID cards for everyone in the Taoist temple, they suddenly got ID cards last year. It was the government agency at the foot of the mountain that discovered that they all had no identity cards, so they added them up.
To apply for an ID card, you need a surname.
Qingheng is lazy, and Qing can barely be considered a surname. There are only two words "Qingheng" on his ID card.
But other Taoists all added a surname before their Buddhist names.
As for taking Qingheng's surname, that's not possible.
The "Qing" in Qingheng refers to his seniority in the Taoist temple.
This word cannot be used for disciples.
The Taoists were all orphans and had no idea where they came from or what their names were, so they were allowed to come up with their own surnames.
Most people prefer less popular surnames.
Just like Jun Qiulan’s senior brother, Hong Yan, who gave himself the surname Sheng, and there was also a little Taoist priest who gave himself the surname Qu.
Or he may have had his fortune told to find out what surname is suitable for his Buddhist name, etc.
Yan Huai always thought that Jun Qiulan's "Jun" was an unpopular surname for himself.
Now I think that Jun Qiulan's name, Ji Bai, was given by Mr. Yan Geng.
So what's his last name?
Is it also related to Mr. Yangeng?
Or maybe Mr. Yangeng’s original surname was Jun?
Yan Huai's hands were shaking as he held the teacup.
What if Mr. Yangeng is really a descendant of the royal family?
Even if the dynasty changes, as long as the king is not a tyrannical one, he will not kill all the descendants of the royal family.
What if there is no change of dynasty?
Yan Huai suddenly felt unsure.
When Mrs. Fu walked in, she saw her husband looking distracted.
Old Mrs. Fu's name was Fu Qin. She also looked at the wooden boxes.
"Is there any news from home?"
How can there be no speculation when you sleep in the same bed for a lifetime?
And the tablets that her husbands worshipped only said they were for the elders in the family. How could she not think too much?
Back then, the two were introduced to each other and got married. Information was not well developed at that time. Even if she had any guesses, she could only guess that her husband might be the child of an old landlord. Sometimes he was a little old-fashioned, but he was also quick to accept new things.
Information is so developed nowadays, and she is an old lady who likes new things, so she already had some ideas in her mind.
Although it is hard to believe, there is probably no other reason that can convince her except this guess.
Yan Huai sighed and held his wife's hand, "Now I only know that they are still here."
Fu Qin patted her husband's hand and said, "I'm glad you're here. You haven't been back in all these years, so you must have some concerns."
Yan Huai nodded. He had been in this world for about sixty years. He had grown from a reckless teenager to a gray-haired man.
He is always concerned about things in his hometown.
What my wife said is not entirely right.
It's not that he hasn't been back since the accident.
In the early years, I was unwilling to give up and secretly went back.
He just cut his hair, and he covered it up by saying that he was a monk practicing in the mountains.
However, he had no pass, and he could not go anywhere except the small village where he had fled to.
In small villages and towns, there is very little information available.
Later, the government posted a wanted poster with his image on it.
I guess the emperor hasn't given up looking for him.
After that, he didn't dare go back.
He was afraid that his appearance would bring disaster to other members of the Yan family.
Now that half of my body is buried in the ground, I suddenly received news from my hometown, and my heart was really mixed.
Although Fu Cen didn't know the whole story, he thought it should be related to Jun Qiulan.
"I think you might as well ask Jun Qiulan directly. This child is quite well behaved and honest. Your Yan family has already taken root here and grown into a towering tree. It is definitely not something that others can easily shake."
Yan Huai smiled and said, "I'm worried about my relatives back home. I'll think about this matter again."
Jun Qiulan, who was dancing in the yard, suddenly sneezed.
Jun Qiulan and Yan Jing talked about kittens, movies, their scripts, and Jun Qiulan's dance lessons.
Jun Qiulan went to a brothel and understood a little bit, and then watched Tian Rui dance, and he had a better idea in his mind.
When Yan Jing asked him about it just now, he also shared his own feelings.
Yan Jing became interested and asked him if he mind showing it to him.
Now that he's an actor, what else does Jun Qiulan have to worry about?
As soon as he started, Yan Jing's eyes lit up.
Only one day had passed, but the change in Jun Qiulan's eyes was already very obvious, and he had initially achieved what he had envisioned.
Just how talented is this guy?
After being interrupted by a sneeze, Jun Qiulan didn't jump any further.
Yan Jing handed him a cup of cold tea and said, "Take a break. It's getting hot."
Jun Qiulan nodded, "How is it?"
Yan Jing smiled, his eyes almost overflowing with admiration, "You've made great progress. Has anyone ever told you that you seem to be born to be an actor?"
Jun Qiulan curled the corners of his mouth, "Your eyes burn me."
After that, he started to eat.
This sentence seems a bit ambiguous.
Both of them looked away at the same time.
After a few moments, Yan Jing finally spoke.
"What did you see that gave you such a profound understanding?"
Jun Qiulan remained calm and said, "Didn't you ask me to watch the brothel scenes in the TV series?"
Yan Jing tilted his head. The brothel scenes could only be left to Jun Qiulan to get a feel for. But in fact, most of them were extras' scenes. Basically, there were only a few seconds of footage, with only one scene given to a few special guests or close-up extras with lines.
The actors basically interpret this identity through body language and sticky words.
Could such a scene make Jun Qiulan become a completely different person overnight?
Yan Jing shook his head slightly again. Everyone has different interpretations of the role and different ways of acting.
No matter where Jun Qiulan gained enlightenment, he could have such a big change in just one day. It must be God's blessing.
"Keep up this attitude and try to finish the dancing as soon as possible. As for etiquette, as for walking, sitting, and lying down, you only need to learn them for two days afterwards."
Jun Qiulan nodded and joked, "I promise not to disappoint Director Yan's expectations."
A smile filled Yan Jing's eyes.
Although Jun Qiulan usually presents a mature and steady image, we cannot ignore the fact that he is only twenty years old.
The youthfulness that occasionally reveals itself seems to be his true self.
The age difference between them seems to be an issue that must be considered.
I had lunch with the old man at noon.
The old man seemed to have something to say to Jun Qiulan, but in the end he didn't say it and went to take a nap early in the afternoon.
Yan Jing happened to be leaving for the crew, so Jun Qiulan took the opportunity to say goodbye, "Grandma, I'll come to see you next time."
Fu Cen smiled kindly: "Good boy, by the way, can you make me the cheongsam that you made for my granddaughter-in-law? I asked the old man to draw a pattern for me."
Jun Qiulan should have agreed immediately to the request for a piece of clothing.
But mother is busy now too.
He couldn't always let his mother work hard to do favors for him.
Before, my mother felt that her life was leisurely and wanted to find something to do, so that was fine.
Now his mother is so busy that she goes out early and comes back late, and he is reluctant to let her worry about this matter anymore.
Although he knew that as long as he asked, his mother would definitely agree.
But he couldn't bring himself to refuse Grandma Fu.
Jun Qiulan thought carefully for a moment, "Grandma, I'm not happy with you either. My master's wife has been busy lately. If you don't mind, I can ask her sisters to help you."
Old Madam Zhao next door and the three aunts are all very good at embroidery.
She had helped her mother make clothes for him before, and she kept her mouth shut, never asking too many questions or saying a word to others.
It’s not a big problem to pay them to help make a cheongsam.
Fu Cen still smiled: "Of course, I just need your master's wife to help me with some advice."
The old lady handed over a brocade box and said, "Yellow and white are a bit tacky. This is a small gift for your master's wife. Don't refuse it."
Jun Qiulan took it and said, "Thank you, Grandma Fu."
"You're welcome. Come back and play with Yan Jing when you have time." Fu Cen waved to them.
Jun Qiulan got into Yan Jing's car and hesitated for a long time to speak.
"At noon, Grandpa Yan seemed to have something to say to me."
Yan Jing pondered, maybe it was because of the relationship between him and Jun Qiulan?
After all, grandpa is sometimes really old-fashioned and feudal.
What if I can’t accept it? What if it’s something Grandma said to Grandpa today?
He didn't tell Jun Qiulan about his guess.
The fate hasn't even been decided yet.
The atmosphere between them now is indeed a little strange sometimes.
Yan Jing thought for a moment and said, "Most likely he wants you to ask your master to come out and meet him. If you don't believe me, ask your master and see what letter my grandfather wrote today."
Jun Qiulan was also happy.
In his left hand he held the letter from Grandpa Yan, and in his right hand he held the brocade box given by Grandma Fu.
"I've noticed that every time I go to your house, I never leave empty-handed."
Yan Jing: "It's a matter of reciprocity."
Delivered to the community gate.
"Remember to report in on time tomorrow."
He was busy dealing with some things on the crew, so he didn't see Jun Qiulan off upstairs.
Jun Qiulan: "I'm not a child anymore. See you tomorrow."
With the addition of Tian Rui, the secret teacher, Jun Qiulan's progress in learning dance can be said to be advancing by leaps and bounds.
Tang Qing expressed her amazement and said it would be a pity if he didn't become a dancer.
As for Tian Rui.
When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince found him and asked him to teach him how to dance, he was in a trance.
As a prince, even if he is deposed, why would he learn to dance?
Instead of learning the steady court dance, she learned the brothel style.
If Jun Qiulan had not really sent a fan to the madam and brought back his contract, he would have suspected that Jun Qiulan was playing a huge joke on him.
Could it be that after the crown prince was deposed, his psychology became twisted and he developed this special hobby?
Or maybe, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always liked men?
Tian Rui's heart was pounding. He had been in Nanfeng Pavilion for so long and had seen a lot.
No matter how you look at it, Jun Qiulan doesn't look like a man who would be subservient to others, right?
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