When the Shiqing family of three got off the carriage, Mica had already walked two steps forward to greet and salute.
She belongs to the common people, when she sees Ju, she has to kneel and worship.
Shi Ju stretched out his hand and stroked, "It's not for official business, no need to be more polite."
Compared with the round-faced Lord of Clouds, the mica face looks thinner. From the facial contours, it can be seen that the appearance of the year is definitely not bad, but the years are carved on the face, covering the young and chic Merry.
If it's not romantic, how can it provoke Yun Zhi's father? If he didn't look good, he wouldn't be able to give birth to such a handsome son as Yun Zhi.
Everyone enters the house.
Yunzhujun has long sleeves and good dance, and he accompanies Li to speak along the way, and at the same time, he can also take care of the two ice men who come with him.
Li's eloquence is not as flexible as his, so he followed what Shi Qing said the whole time, smiled and nodded softly.
Master Yun was sweating in his heart, and his attitude towards him became more and more careful.
As for mica and Shiju, they just talk about local customs, like coming out for tea instead of talking about marriage.
At the entrance of the living room of the main house, Lord Yun smiled and said to Yun Zhi, who was following behind, "There are a lot of new flowers in the yard, Yun Zhi, do you take Master Hou to look around?"
He laughed, "Adults are talking about things, it's not suitable for your children, go out and play, there are servants to accompany you, it's not in the way, our yard is small, so you won't get lost."
Master Yun's remarks are beautiful, and she will expose the rumors that may spread in a few words.
Shi Ju nodded, stretched out his hand to Mr. Li who was still standing outside the door, helped him across the threshold, and said to Shi Qing, "Go ahead."
The four of them opened the thick cloth curtain and entered the room, and the servant waiter came in with hot tea and cakes, leaving only Yun Zhi and Shi Qing, the two little masters standing outside.
Yun Zhi has no experience in viewing flowers, and no one told him what to do in advance.
He looked at Shi Qing through the veil, tilted his head and lifted his chin freely and gestured forward: Go?
In the past, when a guest came to the house, his father would never let him take someone to enjoy the flowers. Here? Then what are you waiting for, Yun Zhi, take people to the yard to discuss and exchange feelings."
I used to talk about swords, now I enjoy flowers.
Yun Zhi knew that overcoming the wall was the result, and he would rather sit in the back kitchen and kill chickens every day.
In order to prevent sleeping in the wild like in the book, Yun Zhi's chicken feathers can be plucked clean, and he can eat it after opening his belly and burning it.
His ability to walk the rivers and lakes in one suit was completely rejected by Yun Zhujun's fluttering flower appreciation. It's like asking him to use the hand with the sword to pinch the needle for embroidery, staring blankly but not being able to thread, there is a feeling that a hero is useless.
He really wants to fight someone.
"There are a lot of flowers in your yard," Shi Qing walked in front, suddenly turned his head and asked Yun Zhi, "Are there any peonies?"
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The Starting Point of Raising a Husband
RomanceAuthor : 卟许胡来 Shi Qing became cannon fodder in the book, and could see the countdown to her life every day, and learned that in the end her family would be ruined and she would be hung on the wall to dry. Her mother is a censor. After so many years...