Zhuang Wan wanted to laugh when she heard him say this, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it, so she walked forward.

Rong Li chuckled and continued to follow.

"I wonder where Miss Zhuang Wan is going? Why don't we go to the Jianglou and drink tea and chat while looking at the river view?"

Zhuang Wan: “…”

"It's better to go out to the lake to visit the lake. The autumn is clear and the air is cool and the boating on the lake is of a unique interest."

"Or go to the chrysanthemum garden to appreciate chrysanthemums, and I heard that the gardener has newly cultivated a kind of chrysanthemum called the 'Ancient Temple Vajra'. When it blooms, it is like a golden dragon coming out of water, which is very rare."

"If girls don't like it, then go..."

"Sir, are you very idle?" Zhuang Wan was really impatient by his nagging, "Is it free to accompany me to wander on this street?"

"Miss is right!" Rong Li said with a smile: "I am the number one idle person in Da Yan."

Zhuang Wan: “…”

"Isn't sir a counselor of King Qi? Now that King Qi's relationship is not going well, sir doesn't even give him advice?"

Rong Li said: "What I plan for the prince is to settle the country, not the love between children. What's more, this is the prince's private matter, so how dare I argue with him?"

Zhuang Wan smiled, "I heard that the teacher not only has the plan to plan, but also has a lot of experience in the affairs of love and beauty. Since he has such skills, he should also share his worries for King Qi."

"The girl is joking." Rong Li said: "If I had such skills, how could I still be alone now?"

"Mr. Rong..." At this time, a woman's delicate shout came from somewhere, and the sound was soft and soft.

"Mr. Rong, you haven't seen me for a long time. I miss you so much!"

Zhuang Wan looked up and found that the two of them walked to Jinxiu Street, the famous Huajie and Liuxiang in Kyoto. The brothel women were waving silk handkerchiefs at Rong Li.

Rong Li coughed and covered his face with a folding fan awkwardly.

But those charming and a little anger sounds came one after another.

"Mr. Rong, have you forgotten Yan'er? Why haven't you come to see me for so long?"

"Mr. Rong now has a new love, so he is probably throwing the peony out of the sky."

"Mr. Rong, how about Jiao Nu playing another song for you?"

...

Seeing Rong Li look so embarrassed, Zhuang Wan smiled and said, "Mr. I just said that he was alone, and it seems that what he said is untrue!"

Rong Li hurriedly explained: "Girl, don't get me wrong. I swear to the sky that I just drink and sing with them, and I have no skin to share."

"I have no interest in how sir and them." Zhuang Wan smiled and turned around and said, "I see that these girls are already eager to see sir, so sir might as well make it happen."

She shouted to the brothel women upstairs: "Whoever gets down first today will go to Mr. Rong!"

After hearing this, the girls rushed downstairs and ran out one after another, pulling around Rong Li.

"Mr. Rong, where are you going!"

"Go to my place!"

"Go to my place!"

Zhuang Wan smiled and said, "Now that the gentleman has so many beautiful women, he should not feel lonely!"

After saying that, he jumped and ran away.

"Miss Zhuang Wan! Listen to me!" Rong Li wanted to explain, but he was pulled by the girls and couldn't break free.

...

When Zhuang Wan entered the yard, it was drizzling in the sky. An autumn rain and a cold, and the raindrops fell on her body could feel the chill.

Mu was working in the kitchen, and Mu Qiulan made incense in the room, so she didn't disturb her.

As Yan Cheng thought it was time to come back, she held an umbrella and waited outside the yard.

The drizzle was drizzling and the alley was misty.

For some reason, she wanted to see that familiar figure at this moment, because only when she saw him could she know that he was safe.

But until the dusk, Yan Cheng did not appear.

Maybe it was because Mu Qiulan and the others were there, and he felt it was inconvenient to come back!

Zhuang Wan thought so.

She put her umbrella into the yard. Mu Qiulan thought she had just returned, so she quickly came forward: "Why did sister come back at this time? I'm worried for a while."

Zhuang Wan smiled: "It's okay, come into the house!"

Mu Qiulan looked outside the yard: "Will Mr. Li come back today?"

Zhuang Wan said: "He doesn't come back every day, either."

"It must be because we live here." Mu Qiulan said: "It must be because my sister and Mr. Li cannot meet. My sister is really sorry."

"Why do you think so?" Zhuang Wan advised: "He is busy with military affairs, so it's normal not to come back. You can live with peace of mind and don't think too much."

At this time, Yan Cheng looked at the rain outside and felt chaotic. He was even more timid in his hometown. Although he wanted to see Zhuang Wan and wanted to go crazy, he was afraid that he would not know what to do after meeting him. He was not a wooden man, and he could feel that Zhuang Wan responded to his affection indifferently, as if he was acting passionately.

As soon as this terrible thought came, he would find it difficult to calm down. After thinking about it carefully, Zhuang Wan did not say anything she liked. But he also wondered if she didn't understand the so-called relationship between men and women at all, so she was a little slow to encounter such a thing.

No matter what, he didn't believe that Zhuang Wan was ruthless to him.

That night, listening to the sound of rain, he lost insomnia again...

In fact, Zhuang Wan didn't sleep well. The raindrops under the eaves dripped all night, and she didn't sleep a little while until the rain stopped and it was almost dawn.

After a rain, the osmanthus flowers in the yard fell all over the ground, and Mu Qiulan was picking up some fresh and clean ones.

"Are you going to make spices?" Zhuang Wan said: "I've washed away the rain, and the fragrance has faded."

Mu Qiulan said regretfully: "Yes! It can't be made into fragrant, but you can make osmanthus cake."

Zhuang Wan said: "Okay, then I'll have a good time again."

At this time, a knock on the door outside the yard was heard.

"It's not Mr. Li!" Mu Qiulan said.

Zhuang Wan was very happy and hurried to open the door.

"Miss Zhuang Wan, it's early!" Rong Li's face was full of spring breeze.

Zhuang Wan leaned against the door helplessly: "I thank you for help yesterday, but I am very busy every day and I really don't have time to accompany you to drink tea, travel to the lake, enjoy chrysanthemums, etc."

Rong Li chuckled: "Miss is misunderstood. I am here to find Miss Mu today."

Mu Qiulan stepped forward and said, "Look for me?"

Rong Li said: "The prince is waiting for the girl in Fenghu, hoping to meet her."

Mu Qiulan said, "Please tell the prince, I won't go, tell him not to wait."

Rong Li said: "It is the girl's business whether she goes or not, and whether she waits or not is the prince's business."

Mu Qiulan didn't say anything and turned around and entered the house.

"Okay, the words have been brought to you, so you can go back and report your life!" Zhuang Wan was about to close the door.

"Girl, wait!" Rong Li held the door, "I heard that the girl is looking for a shop?"

Zhuang Wan glanced at him: "So what?"

Rong Li said: "You can't find a girl on the street like this. If the girl doesn't dislike her, I'm willing to help."

"you?"

"Don't the girl believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it." Zhuang Wan said: "It's just that if you ask for help, I will owe you a favor. I won't be able to refuse any unreasonable requests you make at that time."

"Miss, I think the person who is here to take advantage of others' danger?" Rong Li joked: "Miss, please rest assured. If you do this, please drink a cup of tea. You will not let the girl agree to you."

"Mr. Rong!"
Chapter completed!