Chapter 32 No marriage proposal
  Wen Jiu paused, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened.

But her eyes, which had always been somewhat innocent, blinked, "No, no, what is that place?"

"I saw a cloak that was exactly the same as the girl's near there today. Maybe someone else accidentally left it behind."

Chen Shu thought it was unlikely. There were many restaurants in Beijing, and Yunlai Restaurant was far away from Wen Mansion.

"Oh, it turns out it's a matching shirt." Wen Jiu seemed to suddenly realize, "I don't know, sir. This style of cloak was very popular in Beijing two or three years ago. Almost everyone has one."

Wen Jiu didn't know what was popular in Beijing in the past two years. He just bullied Chen Shu and hadn't been to the capital all year round.

"I didn't expect that the girl would still be wearing clothes from two or three years ago."

"Ah?" Wen Jiu was a little confused. This cloak had been with her for more than two or three years.

Chen Shu's face was rarely soft. He smiled slightly and said, "I thought that the ladies in the capital would always update their clothes."

"Oh - the clothes are not as old as they are, I just want them to be comfortable." Wen Jiu said guiltily, but if he continued this topic, he was afraid that his secret would be exposed.

"Sir, the weather is very nice today. I would like to stroll around for a while. If you have anything to do, you can go and do it first."

Wen Jiu looked calm, but her heart was in her throat. She was just pretending to be unintentionally testing. She naturally knew Chen Shu's character and would never leave her alone.

Chen Shu was slightly startled, but he didn't know how to refuse, or said he didn't want to refuse, so he could only nod in agreement.

"I'm okay for now."

The woman in front of him suddenly widened her eyebrows and looked so full of energy that even Chen Shu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Wen Jiu was clean and bright. Others didn't know it, but Chen Shu always knew it.

On that rainy day, she held an umbrella with bare hands, leaving a refreshing spot in his otherwise humid life. He will never forget it in his life.

The two of them walked along the busy street and had a great time wandering around.

Wen Jiu's house was already in front of him, and Wen Jiu felt a little blocked in his heart. His steps became more and more reluctant, and he didn't know when he would see him again next time.
  "Girl, I'll just watch you enter the house, and I won't send you any further."

Chen Shu's voice was calm. Although he struggled a bit, he was pressed firmly down by him. He and she had different identities, so he must not have any arrogance.

Wen Jiu took a few steps forward, suddenly stopped on the spot, turned around and ran to Chen Shu.

"Master Chen, Miss Zhang Er is not your lover. If you really want to discuss marriage, Miss Zhang Er is not suitable."

She thought of all the things that happened in Yong'an Palace that day. Zhang Jin had no intention of helping Chen Miao. She had to remind Chen Shu out of emotion, reason and herself.

"She does not want to marry you willingly. I am afraid that Lord Zhang's wishes will be imposed on her. You might as well think about it again."

Wen Jiu knew that he was talking too much. This was Chen Shu's best opportunity to rise to the top, so he wanted to take care of it.

But what qualifications does she have? Thinking of this, she hurriedly walked towards the door to hide her panic.

But her unsteady steps still revealed her thoughts.

"I have not discussed marriage with Miss Zhang Er."

Wen Jiu paused, feeling as if a stone had hit him hard in his heart.

"what?"

"I have not discussed marriage with Zhang Fu."

"I haven't discussed marriage with any family." Chen Shu said again.

Wen Jiu forced himself to pretend to be calm, but infinite joy arose in his heart.

Isn't he discussing marriage with Zhang Fu? He is not discussing marriage with Miss Zhang Er!
  Wen Jiu turned around and saluted him politely, "Thank you, sir, for sending me back."

After saying that, she walked briskly through the door. If someone hadn't been there, she would have laughed.

After Wen Jiu entered, Chen Shu returned the same way.

The place where the Wen Mansion is located occupies the most expensive land in Beijing. It is priceless and has no market. All the houses are given by the Holy God.

Compared with the hustle and bustle that we just walked along, this place seems quite deserted and low-key, with few pedestrians walking around, and occasionally a few exquisite and luxurious carriages passing by.

This is not the first time for Chen Shu to come here, but no matter how many times he comes here, he will still feel unfamiliar, because this is not a place where people like him should come.

He never dared to ask for the title of marquis or prime minister. He was a very popular minister. He only wanted to be a good and upright official. He would be satisfied if he took good care of his mother and sister.

Being married to the Zhang family is very good for a person like him who was born in a poor family. Mr. Zhang is the most trusted person by the Holy Emperor. If he recommends him, his official career will be prosperous. But Miss Zhang is not him. Thoughts.

If he had to trade a lifelong event for a future, he would rather live alone and keep his own world.

His figure continued to be stretched under the setting sun, and he looked very lonely.

The ghost hunting order on his waist finally returned to an ordinary jade pendant, and Wen Jiu had a few days of leisure.

As winter approached, Wen Jiu leaned on an armchair and looked at the bare branches outside the window, feeling a little sad.

Even if it is snowing in Qingyun Mountain, it is just a white cloak covering the flowers, plants and trees, and it will definitely not be this lifeless scene.

Occasionally, she would think about whether the stern-faced Lord Jin Yiwei would be in trouble, but he did not light up the charm she gave him, and she was still alive, so he should not have encountered any danger.

"Girl, girl." The sound of Banxia's small steps stepping on the bluestone came from the door, which sounded a little hasty.

"What's the matter?" Wen Jiu pressed the notebook in his hand to his face. He had not lived peacefully for a few days.
  After Banxia calmed down, she slowly walked into the house, "Girl, the concierge said that someone is looking for the girl, saying she is the fifth senior sister of the girl."

Zi Su was lighting the incense burner in the room. Hearing Banxia's words, he couldn't help but raise his head in confusion. The girl didn't even have a serious master, so where did she get a senior sister?
  "Fifth Senior Sister?" Wen Jiuqi suddenly fell to the ground.

Could it be that a figure in purple flashed in her mind?
  Shouldn't she be in Qingyun Mountain and think about her mistakes?
  Wen Jiu didn't even have time to put on his cloak, and trotted towards the gate with the wind on his feet. If he didn't block the mouth of the fifth senior sister, the whole capital might know that he was the ninth junior sister from Qingyun Mountain.

Zi Su was stunned in the room holding the cloak. In less than half a year, his girl's health had recovered so well. When he just turned around to grab the cloak, the girl was already gone.

"Ninth Junior Sister!"

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

This voice and this timbre must be that of Fifth Senior Sister.

"Fifth Senior Sister" Wen Jiu suppressed his voice and did not dare to say anything.

Her fifth senior sister had a beautiful appearance. Although she could not be called a queen, she was still a piece of raw jade. However, Wen Jiu didn't understand why she had such a dusty look on her face. Could it be that she was kicked out by her master again?
  "Junior sister! What's wrong with your throat? Are you sick?"

Jiang Yaoxi remembered that Wen Jiu didn't talk like this in Qingyun Mountain.

 New characters unlocked~Kaji

  
   
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