Lin Xiangzhao sat at the table, propped her chin with her hands, and supported her eyes while resisting sleepiness, but her head drooped little by little.

The candlelight on the table flickered, as if it would be blown out by the wind in the next second.

Why hasn't Mr. Wen Lang come back yet?The moment Lin Xiangzhao was about to close his eyes, he heard a knock on the door. With a jolt, his head left the support of his hands for an instant, and almost hit the table in a daze.

Lin Xiangzhao rubbed his forehead, immediately trotted outside and opened the door, the smell of alcohol with sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance instantly filled his nostrils, and there was an inexplicable feeling.

Held in Song Duan's arms, Wen Yu seemed to have fallen asleep.

Song Duan nodded, and walked sideways past Lin Xiangzhao to Wen Yu's door.

"Hey! You—" Lin Xiangzhao lowered his voice when he saw Wen Yu's sleeping face, "Is Mr. Wen drunk?"

Song Duan paused, then nodded.

Lin Xiangzhao followed Song Duan into Wen Yu's room, watching his every move with some vigilance, for fear that he would make any overstepping behavior.

It's not that Lin Xiangzhao was worried, but Song Duan's eyes were so strange that he never left Mr. Wen from the beginning to the end.

Song Duan gently put Wen Yu on the bed, then he went to the table and poured a glass of water, and helped Wen Yu to drink the water.Perhaps it was the first time to take care of people so carefully, and the movements inevitably brought a little clumsiness.

Lin Xiangzhao: "Master Song, why don't I come—"

Song Duan raised his eyelids, put his index finger to his lips, and glanced lightly at Lin Xiangzhao, but it made her scalp tingle.

Lin Xiangzhao didn't dare to speak anymore, so she could only watch him put the quilt on Wen Yu's body, but that movement was too unfamiliar, Lin Xiangzhao couldn't help but glance at his back, if he didn't know how to take care of him, let someone who could take care of himah.

Song Duan tucked the quilt for Wen Yu and signaled Lin Xiangzhao to go out with him.

Lin Xiangzhao pursed her lips, glanced at Wen Yu who was on the bed, her lips were murmuring but she didn't say anything, and followed him out.

Song Duan's voice was not loud enough for Lin Xiangzhao to hear, but his tone was undeniable: "Miss Lin, my younger brother is drunk. It's inconvenient for you to take care of him as a woman, and it's late at night, so go and rest first."

After speaking, he signaled Lin Xiangzhao to leave.

Lin Xiangzhao glanced at the room, and then glanced at Song Duan indistinctly, then pursed her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.

But in the blink of an eye, Lin Xiangzhao replied, and her tone was extremely firm: "Master Song, don't bother you, you should go back first, I will take care of her here. And I think-"

Her gaze touched Song Duan's eyes, and she was frightened by the chill inside and fell silent for a moment.

The two confronted each other outside the door, and there was a sound like something hitting the ground heavily inside the room, followed by Wen Yu's muffled groans of pain.

"Little brother!" "Mr. Wen!"

Wen Yu was sitting on the ground, she was rubbing her waist in pain, her face was getting more and more bright red at this moment, she didn't know whether it was drunk or ashamed, she slowly stood up on the edge of the bed under the gaze of the two, the corners of her mouthUnknowingly overflowing with a soft moan of pain, this action inexplicably brought a bit of astringency.

The physiological reaction to the pain made the peach blossom eyes glow with water, as if they were full of affection.

The corners of Wen Yu's eyes were red, and she twitched the corners of her mouth embarrassedly at the two, "I, um."

"I'll drink some water." Wen Yu stretched out her finger and pointed to the teacup on the table, gave a dry laugh, and walked slowly over, avoiding the sight of the two of them, swallowing in embarrassment.

Song Duan's Adam's apple rolled, and he hoarsely said: "Junior brother, since you are awake, I will leave first."

Wen Yu touched the cup with her hands and hummed, then nodded, "Brother, thank you."

After Song Duan left, Lin Xiangzhao gave her an annoyed look and heard that she was unable to make head or tail of it, but felt guilty for no reason.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lin Xiangzhao took a whole pot of honey water and put it heavily in front of Wen Yu, "To hangover, drink it. Next time you drink so much, you faint on the road, what do you do. And, if I hadn't tried my best to stop you, you, do you know your—"

"Anyway, you don't know how to drink, why drink so much wine!" Lin Xiangzhao stomped his feet, with a little hesitation on his face, and finally didn't say anything.

Lin Xiangzhao closed the door with a bang.

Wen Yu held the honey water in his hand, originally he drank it slowly one mouthful at a time, but then he drank it directly and drank up the whole pot of water.

Wen Yu stared blankly at the moon outside the window, and slowly buried her head in her hands, wondering how many stupid things she did today.

She really lost her composure today, well, maybe her drinking capacity is not as good as she thought.Tomorrow, tomorrow she will go to the pharmacy to buy a pack of hangover pills.

Wen Yu patted her cheek.The great man once said, don't dwell on the past, the past is over, people have to look forward, as long as you don't feel embarrassed, then the embarrassing is someone else!

The silver moonlight passed through the gaps in the trees, casting mottled shadows, and the night wind blew through the treetops, and a few leaves fell slowly.

After Wen Yu took a bath, the kerosene lamp was almost burnt out, so she changed the lamp oil again and blew it out again.

The next morning, the sky was gray and hazy.Wen Yu rewrapped the cotton cloth around her chest a few more times, and she stretched out her hand to feel it, it was fine and flat.Facing the bronze mirror, she raised her neck, um, very good, although her Adam's apple is not big, she still has it.

At Chenshi, a carriage stopped in front of Wen Yu's door. It looked very plain, but there was a eagle with sharp eyes embossed on the door frame of the carriage.

This is Yuan Zhan's carriage.

Wen Yu stepped into the carriage, and there was an unusually plain package on the side of the seat.

Yuan Zhan's gaze was slightly lowered, and he looked at the string of Buddhist beads on Wen Yu's wrist. He raised his brows, and his expression was obviously much happier than before, with a not very obvious smile on his face.

He stretched out his finger to point to the package next to Wen Yu, and a few imperceptible smiles flashed in his deep eyes: "There are clothes you will change in a while, and they should fit your body."

Yuan Zhan rubbed his string of red sandalwood beads with his right hand, "My grandfather is the magistrate of Changyi. If someone asks about your family, just ask Chang Yi Lin."

Thinking of Lin Xiangzhao who was temporarily living in her own home, the corners of Wen Zhen's mouth twitched.

The carriage stopped at the side door of Yuan's house.

Yuan Zhan carried a package of clothes and led the way without saying a word.

Wen Yu followed him without saying a word. If eyes could kill, Yuan Zhan should have been killed by Wen Yu several times.

The two walked into a remote guest room, which was obviously a woman's boudoir. Inside there was an exquisite mirror table, complete with rouge, makeup powder, and eyebrow pencil.And the bronze mirror on the mirror platform reflected the slight phosphorescent light on the wall, making this room look very beautiful.

In the most conspicuous position on the mirror stage, there is a pair of exquisite brocade shoes with cloud heads.Obviously, it was for her to wear.

Wen Yu looked at the well-equipped vanity mirror, but felt guilty for some reason.

She clasped her fists with both hands, full of air: "Master Yuan! May I ask what should I do next?"

Yuan Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Change first. Also, there are only two of us now."

a wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him, "Brother Wenxuan, please go out first."

Yuan Zhan took a few steps forward and approached Wen Yu, and handed her the clothes, his eyes were unclear, and his voice was low: "Can you wear them? Do you want me to help you?"

Wen Yu pulled off the bag containing the clothes, and she said expressionlessly: "I know, no need. You go out first."

Wen Zhen opened the package, and what came to her face was the elegant Zen fragrance, which was similar to the smell on Yuan Zhan's body.

Light yellow silk pleated satin skirt with toad green lining.The color is plain but beautiful.Wen Yu frowned and took off the outer robe and inner shirt, and she didn't know what mood she was wearing to put on the clothes.

After Yuan Zhan waited for Wen Yu to change, while she was not paying attention, he took off the fixed hairpin on her head, and the blue hair instantly scattered and hung on Wen Yu's shoulders.

Yuan Zhan stroked the hairpin in his hand and said as he walked out, "This dress really suits you, Heng Qi, please stay here for a while."

About half a cup of tea, a middle-aged woman with an honest face came in, without raising her head, but she addressed Wen Yu, "Miss Biao, the villain's surname is Li, and I'm here to make up for you."

Wen Yu frowned slightly, Miss Biao, I didn't expect Yuan Zhan and the servants at home to say that he fabricated a false identity, but she still reacted quickly and replied: "Thank you."

When the woman heard the voice, although she still looked respectful, she smacked her tongue in her heart, why did the young master fall in love with this cousin girl, and how could this nice girl with yellow flowers have such a strange voice.

Wen Yu's voice is clear and pleasant, but years of deliberate training have made her more accustomed to making a more masculine voice. This time, she is holding her throat when speaking, not to mention that the woman sounds wrong, even Wen Yu herselfIt all sounds so weird that I even get goosebumps.

She forgot about it, no, it can't be exposed because of this kind of thing.She adjusted her voice as she feigned a cough.

"Miss Biao, are you okay?" The woman raised her head, and when she saw Wen Yu's appearance, she froze in place. This Miss Biao is really handsome, no wonder Young Master Biao took it so seriously.

Wen Yu pinched her neck with her hands, and deliberately said a few more words: "It's nothing, it's just a small problem. Granny Li, since my cousin ordered you to come, it must be because I believe in your craftsmanship."

Wen Yu nodded secretly in her heart, yes, her voice seemed much more normal than before.

Mrs. Li smiled so that her eyes narrowed: "You are too famous, the villain will definitely try his best to dress you up, and when you arrive, you will definitely make all the girls envy."

Wen Yu's face froze for a moment, and he was instantly saddened, and said sadly: "Grandma Li, you should have heard it. My voice is not very nice, so I don't want too many people to notice me. I hope you can use itA pair of skillful hands can change my appearance, at least not to let other people recognize me."

Mrs. Li muttered silently, why is this request so strange, but still smiled and said: "Miss Biao, you are joking, your voice is more beautiful than the oriole on the tree."

Coincidentally, a crow that happened to perch on a tree branch made a coarse hoarse sound of "Yah-ah-ah."

Mrs. Li laughed dryly, "Miss, don't worry, my wife, I will definitely meet your requirements."

Wen Yu's hair was combed in a bun that is common to girls who have not left the pavilion, a layer of rouge was lightly pressed on her lips, and the goose-yellow Yunyan fine cotton dress made her face even more handsome.However, the tips of her temples slightly covered her sharp and clear eyes, and her demeanor was completely different from before.

No one should recognize me, Wen Yu stared at herself in the bronze mirror, carefully sizing her up.

Wen Yu and Yuan Zhan sat in two carriages one behind the other, and drove slowly along the spacious street to the front of Xu's house.

In the carriage, Wen Yu's whole body was stiff and uncomfortable.

How to walk in a while, how ordinary women walk, Wen Yu tugged at the hem of her clothes, a thin layer of sweat broke out from her palms.

The autumn banquet was scheduled to start near noon, but at three o'clock, the front of the Xu Mansion was already full of traffic, all kinds of gorgeous or low-key carriages gathered here, and anyone who was picked out casually was a high-ranking official.

It is different from these officials and nobles who entered Xu Mansion directly in front of the main gate.Because the banquet of the female relatives of the Autumn Banquet was held in the garden of the inner courtyard, for convenience and to avoid suspicion, Wen Yu and other female relatives entered the garden directly from the east gate of Xu Mansion.

So when the carriage was about to arrive at the Xu Mansion, the Yuan family's front and rear carriages separated and drove in different directions.

Wen Yu stared at the prayer beads on her wrist, feeling that today's matter would not be as simple as she thought.She wanted to purse her lips subconsciously, but suddenly thought of the rouge on her lips, and stopped her movement instantly.

The soldiers came to cover the water and soil, Wen Yu lifted the curtain, lowered her eyes to cover up the fierce look, she put her hand on the servant, and slowly got off the carriage.

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