The wine on the tables was poured one by one.

"This is my home-brewed wine. It is light and delicious, and is most suitable for my daughter's family to drink." Mrs. Qin smiled and said to Cheng Jiaoniang beside her, "Try it."

Before Cheng Jiaoniang could speak, Qin Shisanlang opposite her spoke first.

"Mother, Mrs. Cheng doesn't like drinking, and she doesn't like tea, so don't persuade her," he said.

Mrs. Qin gave him a sidelong glance.

The maid here has already brought white water to Cheng Jiaoniang according to Qin Shisanlang's instructions.

The tinkling pipa sound in the field stopped.

Madam Zhu, who was sitting upright, stood up and saluted.

There were sounds of admiration from all around, interrupting the conversation here.

"I wonder if madam you want to listen to singing or watch dancing?"

Madam Zhu saluted and asked.

"Ms. Zhu dances very well," Mrs. Qin said.

Madam Zhu gave her a gift and smiled brightly.

"Nuxin has choreographed a dance to entertain you all," she said.

Mrs. Qin was noncommittal and ignored her. Instead, she turned to look at Cheng Jiaoniang and spoke again.

Madam Zhu took a few steps back and nodded to the violinist. The violinist tuned the strings, and a light and gentle sound suddenly began to play.

"The mountain temple is waiting for the plum blossoms to bloom..."

A melodious song rose.

Qin Shisanlang, who had just taken a sip of tea, spit out the tea with a puff.

His movement attracted everyone to look over, and Madam Zhu in the room also stopped moving.

"It's okay, it's okay, Madam Zhu's song..." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile, taking the handkerchief handed over by the maid and covering his mouth.

Miss Zhu pursed her lips and smiled softly, her eyes sparkling under the bright night light, and the young people in the field couldn't help but stare at her.

"Going back to Sir, I once went to the Qie'an Temple to see the nameless five characters. I was very fond of them. After observing them carefully for a day, I was inspired to create a dance, so I started with these five characters." She knelt down and saluted, and said in a gentle voice.

, "Mr. Lang, do you feel something is wrong?"

When she said this, others also remembered it and laughed.

"Thirteenth Lang, it's not like you've never seen that word before, why are you so surprised?" someone joked.

Qin Shisanlang smiled and extended his hand to apologize.

"No, no." He said, "Miss Zhu, please do as you like."

Madam Zhu smiled and saluted, and the piano player over there played again, singing and dancing.

Chun Ling, who was hiding behind the shadow of the pillar, stared intently at the young gentleman. When she saw him looking attentively at the swaying Lady Zhu in the field, her eyes couldn't help but shine.

Which man in this world can turn a blind eye to Miss Zhu...

"Qin Langjun is so interesting..."

I heard the whispers from the people next to me.

"...Qin Langjun talked to Miss Zhu on purpose..."

Chun Ling turned around.

"Who is Mr. Qin?" she asked with a surprised expression.

Two young boys squatted next to them, and they pointed out after hearing this.

"Mr. Qin is Mr. Qin. Your Majesty, the thirteenth son of the Qin family. You come to this house and you don't even know the master." The boys laughed softly.

Chun Ling turned her head in shock.

The Thirteenth Young Master of Qin!

That little cripple from the Qin family who has been disabled since childhood and is talented and knowledgeable!

He is the Thirteenth Young Master of Qin!

She couldn't help but take a few steps forward and looked at the young man sitting on the main seat in front of the hall. The young man had looked away and was smiling in one direction. He moved his mouth and said something silently.

What, there is friendship between the eyebrows and the eyes….

Chun Ling followed his gaze and saw that the woman sitting upright in plain clothes was also smiling slightly.

"Look, look." Mrs. Qin smiled and bumped Mrs. Chen beside her with her elbow, "I don't know what secrets are conveyed between the eyes."

Mrs. Chen ate her wine.

"The rumor is that the man is in love and the concubine is unintentional." She laughed softly.

Mrs. Qin stared at her.

"You are jealous." She snorted, "See how close my Thirteen is to Madam Cheng."

"No matter how affectionate you are, it's useless." Mrs. Chen laughed and patted her with her fan.

"I don't believe it. Human kindness in this world can't beat a dead rule." Mrs. Qin said, paused, and looked at the young lady who had stopped smiling and was watching the song and dance seriously.

At this time, there were beautiful songs and dances in the venue, there was laughter and chatter all around, servants and women were crowded around, and the night lights were bright. It was really lively and prosperous, but looking at the young lady sitting upright, Chen Shiba Niang and Chen Danniang were sitting beside her.

They were talking and laughing in a low voice, but they still instantly separated themselves from the bustle and bustle, and the desolate atmosphere of living in isolation hit their faces.

This little man…..

"I don't believe it. I really can't make her laugh." Mrs. Qin said to herself.

………………………

As the morning light lit up little by little, the tall three-story city gate tower became clearer and clearer in front of us.

"Master, Master, don't sleep."

The old servant opened the curtain and said.

In the car, Wang Qishilang had already turned his head and closed his eyes.

"Sir, there may be someone outside the city gate to see you off..." the old servant said in a low voice.

Wang Qishilang closed his eyes and waved his hands impatiently.

"I'm so sleepy when I get up so early to go on the road. If everyone in the Zhou family isn't following me, who else will be there to help me?" he said.

That's right. The old servant nodded, but he didn't know why he felt that there should be many people coming to send him off...

Are you overthinking it?

He hesitated and lowered the curtain, sat in the car and looked forward. There were more than a dozen people in front of the Zhou family's guards riding tall horses, followed by the Cheng family's wife's carriage, then their carriage, and then

Next are two accompanying carriages, each used to carry sundries.

The old servant looked at the advancing carriage and felt that something was unexpected.

Originally, they were responsible for leaving Beijing and returning home, but after the lady spoke, everything was taken care of by the Zhou family...

Uh, why did he say that after the lady spoke?

In a daze, the driver reined in his horse.

The old servant came back to his senses and frowned.

It was still early at this time, but there were many people traveling in and out of the city, so it was easy to get crowded at the city gate.

But there was no congestion wherever I could see it. Pedestrians, cars and horses were all dispersed, as if a path was specially opened for them to travel.

Create a way specifically for them to travel….

Is he thinking too much?

"Master Gu, there are people seeing him off in front. People from the Zhou family have passed by." A follower came over and said.

Is there really someone to see you off?

"Who is it?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Daquan said it was Mrs. Zhou's family," the attendant said.

Mrs. Zhou? When Mr. Zhou came to see them off in the morning, didn't he say that Mrs. Zhou was still ill and would not be able to come?

Is it possible that the love between aunt and niece is so deep? Are they still struggling to see each other off?

Since it was the Zhou family who came, Wang Qishilang had no choice but to step forward.

"Master, Master, get up quickly, Mrs. Zhou is here to see you off," he said.

"It's not like you gave it to me." Wang Shiqilang muttered.

The old servant would not allow him to do this, so he pulled him up and walked quickly over. Sure enough, he saw a woman standing in front of a carriage, surrounded by servants. She was gorgeously dressed and had a beautiful face. She didn't know what she was saying at this time, and she was laughing.

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To be continued...