After sending the doctor back, Chang Chunze sat by the bed and looked at his son worriedly: Chang Yuan's face had not dried up. Although he was asleep, he still sobbed softly from time to time, as if he had not escaped from the nightmare.

"Did you hear what he said just now? He said he dreamed of a butterfly, would it be that jade hairpin?"

Mrs. Chang wiped Chang Yuan's forehead with a sweat towel, "Didn't the doctor say that the child is fine, but he was scared. In addition, it caught a cold when he fell into the water, so he had a nightmare. Husband, don't worry too much, go back and rest earlier, don't you still go out for a wedding banquet tomorrow?"

"But, is Yuan'er really okay?" Chang Chunze was still a little worried.

Mrs. Chang pushed him out the door, "I'll sleep here tonight with him, so you can rest with peace of mind. Chunmei will be back tomorrow. Isn't we still going to do anything?"

***

Pei Ran stood on the stage in the teahouse, holding a folding fan, and putting a drum next to it, and was striking the song: "It was halfway through the night, and Zhou couldn't sleep. Suddenly, he heard a person on the shore, and he walked very quickly. He arrived at the boat in a short time. When he asked, Qianniang walked and walked. Zhou was surprised and ecstatic, holding his hand to ask him for his past. He cried and said, "You are so kind, and you are sleeping and eating. Now you are about to take away this ambition. He also knows that you are deeply affectionate and are about to kill yourself and report it. So he ran away with his destiny. Zhou was not looking at it, so he was very happy. So he hid Qianniang on the boat and fled overnight."

This tells the story of Zhang Qianniang and her cousin Wang Zhou. The two childhood sweethearts are in love, breaking through many obstacles, and lovers finally get married.

"When the girl heard this, she stood up, dressed up, dressed up and changed her clothes, smiled but didn't say anything, and went out to greet each other, and they all joined together, and their clothes were all heavy. The family was not upright and secretly understood. However, there were relatives who knew it secretly. In the next forty years, both husband and wife were lost. The two men were both filial and honest, and they were promoted to the title of the chief and Wei." Speaking of the ending, Pei Ran looked in front of the stage and looked at Xie Xiaoyu who was standing in front. Both of them were wet with their eyes, and they were silent.

After getting off the stage, Pei Ran went straight to the teahouse door. Xiaoyu was standing by the door and kicked a stone at her feet.

"How is it?" he asked her with a smile.

Xiaoyu looked at him squintedly, "Brother Pei Ran has to be in advance to tell the story, otherwise he will not be able to squeeze in at all. Who in Xin'an City doesn't know about this? Do you still use me to judge what you said?"

"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about Zhang Qianniang and Wang Zhou. Do you like this story?"

Xie Xiaoyu glared at him, held the braid in her hand and stroked it, "Caught me again."

Pei Ran stood against the wall, his already bright eyes now flashing even more, indicating his nervousness, "I have seen the calendar, this 18th day is a good day."

"oh?"

"If I ask the matchmaker to come to your house to propose marriage that day, your father should not beat the person out." After saying that, he laughed, trying to hide his uneasiness.

The laughter fell, and the world where the two stood was silent again. Even though the surroundings were extremely lively, they seemed to be separated from other places, which was as quiet as if they were apart. This quietness made Pei Ran feel panic. He raised his hand and wanted to rub his hair, but he felt that this action was too stupid. He put it down halfway through his hand, groped the corner of his clothes, and grabbed it tightly.

"My father likes the osmanthus wine in Zuixianglou, don't forget to bring it to you then."

After saying this, Xiaoyu ran towards the crowd. Halfway through, she turned around, her eyes were entangled with Pei Ran, and a red cloud flew out of her face. She bit her lip and turned her head to run towards the other end of the long street.

Pei Ran was stunned for a while, and finally came back to the smell. He jumped high and his joy was revealed on his face. He picked up a child who was squatting in the corner of the wall and playing with marbles in the waist, and turned around the ground for a few times before putting him down. "Xie Xiaoyu agreed, she agreed."

The child was dizzy by him and shook his head, "Who is Xie Xiaoyu?"

"She is the best girl in the world, but she will soon become my Pei Ran's wife."

***

When the moon shone on the west mountain, Chang Chunze came back from outside. He was a little drunk. The scenery in front of him changed from one to two. After shaking for a while, he reunited into one entity. He walked into the door with one foot deep and shallow feet. When he stepped over the threshold, he almost tripped. He stood with the door frame for a long time before he could barely stabilize his steps, and then walked towards the inner room again.

Before he could approach the door, a smile came from his ears, and the laughter was sweet and charming, which was very pleasant. Chang Chunze's mind was drowsy and could not tell who the sound was. He pushed the door open and entered the room, and as soon as he stepped into the room, he was brushed by a sleeve. Then, a strand of black hair swept across his ears and nose, and the fragrance in his hair made people fascinated.

Chang Chunze was even more confused when he was hit by this head-on. In a trance, he seemed to see a huge night pearl hanging on the beam of the room, shining brightly, like a bright moon. The floor also seemed to be paved with white jade, with golden beads embedded in it. The golden light emitted by the beads and silver light above his head shone. He groped with the wall with one hand, hoping to take a rest, hoping to resist the strong desire to drink, but when he reached out, he actually touched a thick red pillar with a golden phoenix flying in the clouds and a poem by Li Bai was engraved next to it: "The phoenix travels on the Phoenix Platform, and the phoenix goes to the Taiwan Sky River."

The red pillar moved slightly and suddenly disappeared. Chang Chunze found himself lying on the wall. Looking forward, a graceful woman was walking towards him, with a little red lips on her pink face, and she looked ashamed to speak, her black hair was dyed ink, and her colored fan was flowing, like a fairy and spiritual.

Between her hair, the butterfly jade hairpin was stalked, but he seemed to be dazzled. The jade hairpin's hairpin was not a butterfly on its head, but two, shining against each other, dancing gracefully, which was very cute.

"Husband," the woman stretched out an arm at him, "Why did you come back so late? I guess you've had too much wine."

Chang Chunze was a little confused. The woman in front of him was obviously not his wife, so why did he call her husband? Is she really drunk and doesn't even remember her wife's appearance?

But before he could figure it out, his plump arms wrapped around his neck, and his cherry lips also covered his ears, "Honey, hug me..."

Desire replaced reason. Chang Chunze's mind buzzed and reached out to pick up the woman. The two of them fell on the bed together. Just as they were about to do something about the clouds and rain, the door was suddenly opened.

Mrs. Chang stood at the door, her face flushed red, and she pointed at the room, so anxious that she couldn't say a word for a long time.

Now, Chang Chunze woke up completely. His wife was standing at the door of the house. So who would be under him?

He lowered his head and saw the maid Chunmei staring at the door timidly. On her head, the butterfly jade hairpin, which was even redder than blood, was stalked.
Chapter completed!