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Shen Jiayu stood up and opened the door. Outside the door was the waiter carrying tea and snacks.

"Three gentlemen, this is your tea." After saying that, he went into the house, put the things down and prepared to leave.

Song Qinghong was stunned and looked at the waiter in confusion, "We haven't ordered yet."

Shen Jiayu's eyes rolled and he glanced at the next room.

The waiter immediately said, "Yes, you three have not ordered yet. This is a young man from the private room next door who ordered it. I think he is acquainted with you three. Why don't you go and take a look? I still have work to do. If you need anything, just let me know and I will come right over."

As he spoke, he walked outside and soon disappeared.

It was indeed Wen Xiangzhu.

Song Qinghong became even more confused and became curious about the private room next door. "Did you notice who's next to you?"

She didn't pay attention to check when she came, so she had to ask them.

Shen Jiayu and Luqi shook their heads. One knew but couldn't say it, and the other had no idea at all.

Song Qinghong looked at the tea and snacks on the table and said, "I can't just eat what others ordered. Come with me to take a look."

If it was an acquaintance, it would be fine, and she would return the gift when she had the chance in the future. But if it was a stranger, then she could not accept it.

The snacks on the table were not touched at all. Song Qinghong stood up and walked out. Shen Jiayu and Luqi naturally followed her.

Walking to the next door, Luqi stepped forward and knocked gently on the door.

A voice came from inside, thinking they were the waiter, "Come in."

Luqi glanced at Song Qinghong, not knowing whether she should push the door open. Song Qinghong blinked, thought for a while, looked back at Luqi, and signaled with her eyes that she should tell the reason first.

Luqi knocked on the door gently, "Sir, I am a maid in the Prime Minister's Mansion. The waiter just brought me a meal, saying it was a gift from you. I wonder if you can open the door and have a chat."

The people inside started moving around, and the sound seemed to be coming towards the door.

The door was opened.

Wen Xiangzhu had a gentle smile on his face. When he saw Song Qinghong standing outside, a hint of surprise flashed across his face. He looked at Song Qinghong intently and said, "Why did Miss Song come out too?"

Song Qinghong raised her eyes and met his. She was a little surprised. She didn't expect to meet Wen Xiangzhu in this small teahouse.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for a long time. Seeing that it was him, I felt a little relieved.

Wen Xiangzhu gave her a good feeling. He was not a bad person and it was very comfortable to get along with him.

"Hello, Mr. Ye. You have been here for a while. You also asked the waiter to deliver the tea and snacks to my private room." Song Qinghong's eyes passed over Wen Xiangzhu and looked at the tea and snacks on the table in his private room. A lot of them had been consumed.

Obviously he didn't just arrive.

Wen Xiangzhu smiled and said, "Well, I saw Miss Song going in for tea from upstairs, and I heard some noise outside the door. I thought it was Miss Song who went upstairs, so I asked the waiter to send her some tea and snacks, hoping that Miss Song would accept it."

"In that case, I'll accept it." Song Qinghong said and was about to leave.

Wen Xiangzhu noticed her intention and glanced at Shen Jiayu inadvertently.

Just one glance and Shen Jiayu got goose bumps again.

You don’t want Song Qinghong to leave, right? I’ll help you!

Shen Jiayu walked forward and said with her head down, "Miss, I saw that the view from Mr. Ye's private room is very nice. Miss, you haven't been out for a while recently. Why not let Mr. Ye accompany you to talk? Maybe you won't feel so bad."

Song Qinghong looked at Shen Jiayu in confusion, not knowing what she was up to. She was in a very good mood.

He Congshuang has recovered and left Kyoto. He has figured out everything that happened before. In life, one should fight for what he wants and there is no need to keep worrying about some things.

Before Song Qinghong could speak, Wen Xiangzhu followed up on what Shen Jiayu said and asked with concern, "What do you mean? Did Miss Song encounter any problems recently? I've been busy with official duties recently, so I haven't heard anything."

Only the court knew about He Congshuang's affairs, and the rest were suppressed by Emperor Jing'an. It was normal for Wen Xiangzhu not to know unless he deliberately inquired about it.

It's just that he is pretending not to know now.

Song Qinghong: "It's nothing, it's all over."

Wen Xiangzhu would not miss any opportunity. This time he asked Shen Jiayu to bring Song Qinghong out because he wanted to be alone with her for a while.

He made a gesture of invitation and said sincerely, "Some things may seem to be understood, but in fact there is always a corner in your heart where you still keep things you don't want to think about. Since we are so predestined, come in and sit down and chat."

Wen Xiangzhu invited her in so sincerely that she couldn't refuse, so she walked into the room.

Turning to look at Luqi, he said, "Bring the refreshments from our room over here and ask the waiter to settle the bill."

Shen Jiayu followed her in, while Luqi went to the original room to get the tea and snacks brought by the waiter. Then she went downstairs to find the waiter and told him that they knew the people in the private room next door and they had paid for the food there.

The waiter waved his hands and took the money from their private room. He returned the extra money and said, "The guest has already paid enough money. You should keep these."

Luqi collected the money with a troubled look on her face and returned to the private room. Because Wen Xiangzhu was there, she couldn't say anything to Song Qinghong now and could only tell her on the way back.

When Song Qinghong saw Luqi coming back, she thought that the matter was settled and chatted with Wen Xiangzhu.

"I just heard you say that you have official business. I wonder what kind of job you have found in Kyoto." Song Qinghong took a sip of the tea she brought from the original room. It tasted good, but it was a little cold.

"As an aide to a noble, I usually give advice and suggestions, but I still like to drink tea and watch the four seasons in the teahouse, especially the peach blossoms in full bloom during the Shangsi Festival, which are so beautiful."

Wen Xiangzhu seemed to be thinking of something happy. The smile on his face was exceptionally gentle, and the tenderness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Only Shen Jiayu knew that this was all a disguise, and he was especially good at pretending in front of outsiders.

But she also thought of the Shangsi Festival.

She recalled that day when she failed to do her job properly, messed up Wen Xiangzhu's plan, and then was stabbed several times when she went to receive punishment.

Now when I think about it, the place where I was stabbed still hurts a little.

Song Qinghong looked at the scenery outside the window. "I see. So Mr. Ye came here for the scenery outside the window. It's a pity that there are no peach blossoms now. I remember that you and Jiayu got married on that spring night. It seems that you two are destined to be together."

She thought of what happened that day and looked at Shen Jiayu with a hint of gossip.

After Jiayu came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she spent a lot of time dressing her up, conditioning her body, and teaching her how to take care of her skin.

Her skin is much whiter now than when I first met her. Perhaps she no longer has to live the same life of wandering as before.

If she were dressed better and had a red hairpin in her hair, she would be a beauty now.

She was relieved.