In the Northern Song Dynasty, he started by marrying the eighth daughter of the Su family.

When Wang Qian woke up this morning, she didn't go to Su Zhen to relieve her boredom. Instead, she paced around the courtyard where she was temporarily staying. The silk handkerchief she was holding was now twisted into a mess.

As if lost in thought, she suddenly raised her head slightly, looking at the sky. At that moment, she frowned slightly, feeling that this scene seemed familiar...

With a slight sigh, she suddenly caught sight of the figure outside the courtyard gate.

"Shen...Master Shen?"

The visitor was Shen Kuo, who was holding two books and yawning.

Wang Qian then thought of what had happened yesterday, blushing slightly, and turned her head away. She wanted to go back inside, but feared it would be impolite; yet, if she didn't go in, the atmosphere remained somewhat awkward.

Shen Kuo stood at the door, unsure of what to do. After hesitating for a while, Wang Qian finally spoke, "Sir Shen, why don't you come in and talk? It's not convenient to talk outside."

After receiving permission, Shen Kuo stepped into the house, his smile somewhat restrained.

"Why did you arrive so early today, Master Shen?" Wang Qian asked casually, trying to break the awkward silence.

Shen Kuo then raised the two books in his hand and said, "Today I came to give Lady Wang a book."

"A book?" Wang Qian tilted her head slightly, then her gaze moved to the book cover, but there was nothing written on it, it was completely clean.

Shen Kuo nodded, then handed the book to Wang Qian and explained, "These are some notes I wrote. Apart from some dry and boring numerology and astronomy, there are also some records of mountains and rivers."

"These are all notes I made when I traveled with my master and passed through some famous scenic spots. There are also some new things in them that I added myself."

Wang Qian glanced at Shen Kuo, then opened the book and read the contents. It did indeed contain records of famous mountains and rivers, some detailed and some brief.

"Master Shen has been to so many places; I'm quite envious." Wang Qian was pleased to see this, her earlier melancholy dissipating. She then closed the book and asked:

"Has Mr. Shen ever suggested a title for this book?"

Shen Kuo shook his head and said, "This is something I recently compiled from all my manuscripts, and I haven't thought about naming it yet."

"If Madam Wang is willing, I can think of a name for you."

"It's impossible."

Wang Qian lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then her gaze fell on the notebook in her hand again. Her fingertips gently stroked the pages, and she said, "I often dream of a beautiful place with clear mountains and waters. When I climb a small hill, the flowers and trees are like brocade. Below the hill is water that is clear and pleasing to the eye, and I feel happy."

"The water below the mountain flows gently without surging, lacking the grandeur of a river or the rushing torrent of a stream, hence it is called a creek. I often delight in this dream and wish to live here."

"The book also mentions mountains and rivers, but not streams. To fill this gap, perhaps Mr. Shen could name the book 'Dream Stream'?"

After speaking, Wang Qian raised her head, her eyes still flickering. Shen Kuo pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "Madam Wang's name is not bad; let's call it 'Dream Stream'."

Wang Qian then laughed, and as if she had thought of something, asked, "Did you come here today to deliver a book, Master Shen?"

Shen Kuo then remembered the main purpose of his trip, shook his head, and said, "No, that's not it. I remember that yesterday, Wang Niangzi wrote 'Da Xiangguo Temple' on her paper. I also asked the servants at home to inquire, and there are many people at Da Xiangguo Temple today."

"Let's take advantage of the crowds today and go to see the Great Xiangguo Temple."

Wang Qian's eyes lit up, she nodded, and then said, "Then let's invite Master Han and Lady Su."

Shen Kuo shook his head, blushing slightly: "No, I only want to go with Lady Wang today. Too many people would make it less relaxing. Besides, there are many people at the Great Xiangguo Temple. It would be more convenient if it were just the two of us."

"I'm afraid Madam Wang wouldn't want to go through what happened yesterday again, would she?"

Wang Qian was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then a blush crept onto her cheeks. She lowered her head and pondered for a moment before softly saying, "But if it's just the two of us, without anyone to look after us, wouldn't it be a bit dangerous?"

Shen Kuo pondered for a moment and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. We'll just sneak out and buy you a veil to cover your face on the way. That way, even if Ling Yan runs into us, he might not see us."

“Since Master Shen says so, then let us do as Master Shen says.” Wang Qian finally nodded, then asked, “Should we inform Master Han and Lady Su?”

“No need,” Shen Kuo scratched his head. “I informed their gatekeeper when I entered, and they recognize me, so Brother Han and Madam Su don’t know I’m here.”

"So, does that mean we've slipped away quietly this time? Just like I slipped out of my house?" Wang Qian smiled slightly, her smile quite alluring.

Shen Kuo nodded and asked, "Is Lady Wang willing?"

Seeing the hope in Shen Kuo's eyes, Wang Qian nodded and said, "As I said, we will do as Master Shen says today. At worst, we will be taken home, and then we can escape again."

"Alright, let's go then!"

......

Nearly an hour had passed before Han Zhi and Su Zhen learned that the two had secretly left.

Han Zhi was sitting upright at his desk, holding a brush, about to apply ink to the rice paper, when he was suddenly interrupted by a series of hurried footsteps. He looked up and saw Su Zhen enter the room anxiously, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"My lord, look quickly!" Su Zhen handed the note to Han Zhi, his face full of anxiety. "This was just delivered by the gatekeeper. He said it was left by Young Master Shen."

Han Zhi took the note, unfolded it, and read that it contained the two of them talking about their plan to sneak out. Ultimately, they still felt it wasn't safe and left a message behind.

The handwriting was hasty, clearly indicating that it was written in a rush.

Su Zhen said, "Judging from what was said above, Shen Langjun and the others went to the Daxiangguo Temple. There are many people at the Daxiangguo Temple today, so I'm afraid quite a few people may have sneaked in."

"Those two seem quite interested." Han Zhi put down the note, his tone deliberately lighthearted. "Why didn't Brother Shen tell us?"

Su Zhen sat down beside him and sighed, "I suppose they were afraid we'd worry, or maybe they wanted to give them some time alone. After all, what happened yesterday..."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhi shook his head helplessly: "What happened yesterday was indeed a bit embarrassing, but judging from their appearance, they don't seem to have been affected."

Su Zhen sighed and said worriedly, "But, won't they encounter some danger if they leave so quietly?"

Han Zhi pondered for a moment and said, "Shen Kuo has always been meticulous. Since he was able to make such a decision, he must have made thorough preparations. Let's rest assured. Besides, didn't they leave a note?"

Su Zhen could only calm down slightly and said, "I can only pray that nothing bad happens to them."

"It's alright," Han Zhi gently took her hand and said, "At worst, we'll just go and take a look later. If other people's wives have it, our Eighth Madam should have it too."

"My lord, don't be so careless and worry-free," Su Zhen scolded playfully, but that was all he said.