Wearing a book, hooking him up

Su Jingyao's eyes slowly swept across the four of them, finally stopping on Wang Xiuwen.

He is his father's most proud student.

In her previous life, she had hardly any interaction with him.

However, last year, Wang Xiuwen won the third place in the imperial examination and has been frequently visiting the Su residence since then.

In this life, Su Jingyao no longer stayed at home, and from time to time she would go out to play with some young ladies from aristocratic families. Because of this, she had more and more opportunities to meet Wang Xiuwen.

He was tall and slender, with a blue robe fluttering in the wind, and he exuded a strong scholarly aura.

Recalling her first meeting with Wang Xiuwen, Su Jingyao couldn't help but look embarrassed.

At that time, Jun Zechen had just been away for a few months. In order to be able to confess her longing for him when he returned and to tease him at the same time, Su Jingyao prepared a few love poems for Jun Zechen.

Since they haven't gotten married yet, there has to be some romance. Su Jingyao will use this life as a way to make up for the regret of not having a relationship with Jun Zechen.

At that time, Su Jingyao went to the small garden of the Su Mansion to look for inspiration. It was autumn, and the fallen leaves were dancing in the wind. She imitated the writing style of a talented woman and wrote a sentence.

He gently opened his lips and recited it softly.

"The leaves are dancing in the wind. A parting feeling brings worries to both sides. This thought is hard to let go. It hides in my heart and gathers in my eyes again."

Su Jingyao was secretly feeling proud of her talent, and when Jun Zechen came back, she would make him feel sorry for her "pain of missing her".

Unexpectedly, it was heard by Wang Xiuwen who happened to be passing by.

Wang Xiuwen was well-read and had a special talent for poetry and prose.

He walked closer to Su Jingyao, clasped his hands slightly together, and bowed respectfully.

"Ms. Su, 'A parting sentiment, two places of worry' is written with a woman's delicate tenderness, very exquisite."

His voice was full of appreciation.

"But in my opinion, the man's worries may not only be limited to lovesickness, but more likely to be due to his unfulfilled ambitions?"

Unfulfilled ambitions?

Jun Zechen is so confident, how could he fail to achieve his ambitions?

Su Jingyao imagined Jun Zechen's unfulfilled ambitions and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Wang Xiuwen looked at Miss Su's blooming smile and was stunned for a moment, his eyes fixed on her face.

Su Jingyao quickly realized her own gaffe and quickly put away her smile.

Wan Er said, "Sir, you have a unique insight. The worries of men and women are indeed different. Women are more emotional, while men are more rational. I wonder how you think we should relieve our worries?"

"You can either devote yourself to your ambitions, or turn to writing like Miss Su, or talk to your confidant."

Wang Xiuwen looked at Su Jingyao intently and answered seriously.

Su Jingyao smiled politely and continued to talk to Wang Xiuwen for a few words. Then, her expression became a little unnatural and she bowed slightly.

"Sir, I remember that I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

After this acquaintance, perhaps because Wang Xiuwen felt that she had a special fondness for poetry, every time they met, they would talk about the artistic conception of the poetry to the author's state of mind, from the exquisite discussion of the choice of words to the harmony of rhythm.

Wang Xiuwen has always been gentle and modest, and he is polite to others. Out of politeness, Su Jingyao could only chat with him briefly.

We should always give others some face.

As for Qi Yixu from the Qi family, Su Jingyao held her forehead with her hands repeatedly.

One day a few months ago, she took Miaoyun out to check on her property, and by the way, she found Li Jin to carefully check her recent income situation.

On the way back to the Su Mansion, a few ruffians surrounded them and blocked their way.

However, Jun Zechen left guards beside her before he left, so Su Jingyao was not worried about her safety outside.

These guards usually hide their bodies and will not show up easily. They will only come out to protect her if she is in danger.

But before the guards showed up, Qi Yixu appeared as if falling from the sky.

With his agile posture and quick and decisive movements, he staged a perfect scene of a hero saving a beauty.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Su Jingyao had always thought that such scenes would only appear in TV dramas, but she unexpectedly experienced it herself.

Qi Yixu is sixteen years old this year, three years older than her.

But don't be fooled by his young age, he is already a high-ranking lieutenant.

Moreover, as a direct descendant of the Qi family, as long as he can make military achievements in the future, he can at least obtain the honor of the fourth-rank title of General Xuanwei or above.

When Qi Yixu saved her, he truly had the heroic aura of a young general in fine clothes and on a vigorous horse, with a look of boiling blood and righteousness between his brows.

Because of his "life-saving grace", Su Jingyao and Qi Yixu gradually became familiar with each other.

She entered the female development stage at the age of eleven, and her development was quite early. Now at the age of thirteen, she has grown into a graceful young girl.

The pretty face has a bit of naivety, and the lively eyes are as clear as autumn water.

Just standing there quietly can easily attract the attention of a large number of young men.

What's more, Qi Yixu had been practicing martial arts in the army for many years. This time he took a rare vacation and happened to meet Su Jingyao.

His eyes lit up instantly, and he looked like he was attracted by the beauty.

No, it's the look of spring love.

Since then, Qi Yixu has tried every possible way to get the beauty's attention.

As for Si Nanyu, he was still as persistent as ever, and Su Jingyao was used to it.

Yan Shuhan is the most passive one among the four and he doesn't talk much on weekdays. Su Jingyao didn't sense any admiration for her from his words and actions. Maybe he just simply admires her?

After regaining her senses, Su Jingyao stood up and bowed slightly to them.

Wang Xiuwen knew clearly that his background pales in comparison to the other three, but he was the one who communicated most frequently with Miss Su.

Every time they resonated with each other in poetry, Wang Xiuwen felt as happy as if he had met a close female friend.

As long as Miss Su can understand his feelings, he will do his best to give Miss Su everything she wants.

He firmly believed that with his talent, he would be able to hold a high position one day.

Every time he saw Miss Su, his ears would turn red involuntarily. Wang Xiuwen had been immersed in reading and studying since he was a child and had never been interested in women. It was only after he met Miss Su that he realized what it was like to like a woman.

"What are you doing here, gentlemen?"

"We happened to meet Mr. Wang this time. He told us that Miss Su and Miss Chu were in Mofeng Tower, so we came here together." Si Nanyu spoke first.

"Gentlemen, please come and sit down." Su Jingyao slightly turned sideways and gestured with her hand.

"Why did Miss Su and Miss Chu come to Moxianglou today?"

Wang Xiuwen asked with a smile and gentle eyes.

"I just came here to have tea with Yinxue."

In fact, Chu Yinxue was greedy, so she came out of the house under the banner of Su Jingyao's invitation. Otherwise, Mrs. Chu would never let Chu Yinxue leave the house easily.

Her father is still Lord Chu's direct superior, so Mrs. Chu naturally hopes that her daughter can get along well with Miss Su.

With Su Jingyao's invitation, Mrs. Chu would not stop it.

"I came here uninvited today, please forgive me, Miss Su and Miss Chu." Wang Xiuwen bowed with a sincere look.

"Now that you're here, don't say these high-sounding words, humph."

Chu Yinxue raised her eyebrows, looking indifferent.

An expression of embarrassment suddenly emerged on Wang Xiuwen's face. The other three people who were implicated also looked somewhat unhappy and looked at each other with unnatural expressions.

"It's okay. There will be a performance by the capital's courtesan at Mofeng Tower later. Yinxue and I are waiting to watch it after sipping tea. You gentlemen can join us."

Su Jingyao quickly calmed down.

The private room they are in now is on the third floor of Mofeng Tower. There are only a handful of private rooms on the third floor, and they are only available to dignitaries who have spent a certain amount of money in Mofeng Tower.

However, as the master behind Mofeng Tower, Su Jingyao naturally has no restrictions.

Mo Feng Tower invites celebrities from the capital to perform every seven days. The one invited today is Feng Qing'er, the famous courtesan in the capital.

She has always sold her art but not her body, and is deeply loved by scholars and writers in the capital.

Qi Yixu was the youngest among the four princes, but he was the tallest one.

His figure was as straight as a pine tree, he exuded a sense of righteousness, and he had a handsome face. He straightened his expression.

He said solemnly: "Ms. Su, I am not interested in the Oiran."

The smile on Su Jingyao's face froze instantly. She was just being polite and trying to lighten the atmosphere...

In fact, there is no need to answer so seriously.

"Then Mr. Qi will go back?" Su Jingyao asked.

"No need. Since Miss Su likes to watch, I will accompany Miss Su to take a look. However, this courtesan in the capital city is definitely not as good as Miss Su." Qi Yixu looked serious.

Chu Yinxue's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably because of Qi Yixu's words.

Well, I’m afraid Yaoyao won’t like this Master Qi anymore.

The other three gentlemen were accustomed to Qi Yixu's straightforwardness. In officialdom, he was just like that. I'm sure Miss Su would not like this kind of temperament.

They picked up the teacups and took a sip in tacit understanding without saying anything.

Su Jingyao was shocked by Qi Yixu's straight masculine behavior. Is he polite?

Su Jingyao, who is always eloquent, didn't know how to respond for a moment.

If I put it more obliquely, Qi Yixu might not understand; if I refuse directly, it would seem that she is too narcissistic.

Su Jingyao hummed awkwardly, with an unnatural expression on her face.

Chu Yinxue was smart and quickly helped to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Yaoyao, the Oiran's performance is about to begin, let's go out and watch it."

"it is good."

Su Jingyao responded quickly and followed Chu Yinxue out of the private room.

Looking down from the third floor, you can just see the huge stage in the middle.

At this time, some dance partners have begun to dance, and soon the oiran will appear on stage.