The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

Recently, the servants in the mansion always come to Shen Qinghan's room to complain, saying that the Lord Xiaowen from the north of Hebei is running around the mansion all day long, giving away a lot of things every time he comes. There is no way to accept it, so I have to order something else to return the gift. The servants are exhausted after being sent back and forth in this way. It is really annoying to click in and out of the things in a warehouse.

Lord Xiaowen of Northern Hebei?

Shen Qinghan remembered that he had heard this name before. It is said that at the age of 17, he was able to become the number one in the world with only an iron sword. It was just strange, how could such a person be connected with his family?

Just as he was thinking, the book in his hand had already been confiscated, and the young man said, "Master, the weather has turned cold these days, you should go to bed early, don't look at it, the bed has been made, please lie down on me." Just turn off the lights for you."

Shen Qinghan nodded, then obediently lay back on the couch.

He slept until midnight before he was suddenly awakened by a sound from the roof. He didn't know what happened, so he had to get up to check, lit a lamp, put on a coat, and stepped out of the room. Zhang Wang looked up to the roof.

When Ying Siyin's head popped out of nowhere, Shen Qinghan was so frightened that he couldn't hold the candlestick firmly in his hand, so he took a step back in shock, and then the thing in his hand hit his foot with a 'snap', and the candle was crushed. It fell and went out, and the candlestick rolled away far away.

"Are you...are you injured?" This was the first sentence Ying Siyin said to Shen Qinghan when she jumped off the roof.

Shen Qinghan also remembered this person, the man who fell from the four-storey attic and hit an apple stand on the day of the Lantern Festival, subconsciously recognized that the man who would give him apples probably had no malicious intentions, so Shen Qinghan was just dumbfounded shook his head.

Ying Siyin didn't say much, bent over and hugged him into his arms, and then walked into the house.

Shen Qinghan was suddenly picked up by someone in the air, and after a small exclamation, he subconsciously grabbed the other person's skirt.

After entering the room, he put the person on the couch, turned on the lamp and turned back. Ying Siyin was about to reach out to catch Shen Qinghan's foot that was hit by the candlestick, when the boy ran back in panic.

"Let me see if you are injured, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Spreading his hands to show that he has no malice, Ying Siyin carefully took off Shen Qinghan's shoes and socks, seeing that the toes were bruised , All the wax dripped on the shoes and socks, but luckily it didn't burn my feet.

When the boy heard the commotion, he ran towards Shen Qinghan's room in a baffled manner, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Young Master, Young Master, are you alright, Young Master?"

"You..." Shen Qinghan's expression was flustered, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the window leading to the backyard, he whispered, "Turn out the window and follow the willow tree on the right to go out."

This appearance really looks like a shy little girl who has a private meeting with her lover.

Ying Siyin was not afraid of being watched, but he was so kind to show the way, and he would look thick-skinned if he didn't go, so he quickly lowered his head, and kissed Shen Qinghan on the forehead with a 'paji', before he could see Shen Qinghan's In response, he turned around and flipped out of the window.

"I'll come see you tomorrow." Before leaving, Ying Siyin said this in a low voice.

When the boy kicked the door in, what he saw was his young master's terrified expression, his blushing face staring at the open window for a long time and he couldn't look back.

Within a few seconds, there was another burst of panicked footsteps in the backyard, and a girl began to scream in horror.

"There are thieves, flower pickers, help..."

"????????"

thief?Or a flower picker?

When Shen Qinghan got up in the morning, his feet hurt a little, but he still tried his best to pretend to be a normal person and went to the main hall to have breakfast as if nothing had happened. I began to feel sorry for my husband who worked hard all day.

Shen Qinghan didn't like to talk very much, and he just listened obediently to the side when his parents talked, but when he heard the words 'Mr. Xiaowen', his heart tensed subconsciously.

Shen's mother said, "Then what's going on with Marquis Xiaowen recently? He was not specially invited for Qinghan's birthday before, but now he is taking the initiative to contact our family. Don't have any intentions."

Father Shen said, "What kind of plans can there be, the dignified Marquis Xiaowen of Hebei, can he come to curry favor with us?"

Shen's mother said, "Then who knows? If you don't have anything to show courteousness, it's either adultery or robbery."

Father Shen said seriously, "That's Lord Xiaowen, don't talk nonsense, if others listen to it, will we survive?"

"What are you afraid of?" Shen's mother curled her lips, a little dissatisfied, "There is no one else in this room, are you still afraid of Qinghan running to tell him?"

"Speaking of this, I remembered something." Shen's father looked up at Shen Qinghan and said, "Qinghan, do you have something urgent to do today?"

Shen Qinghan put down his chopsticks, and replied politely, "Father, there is nothing important today."

"Then you go to the storeroom to pick up a gift and send it to Xiaowenhou's mansion for father."

"Ah?" Shen Qinghan was startled.

Father Shen also asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Shen Qinghan lowered his head, "I...I'll go."

"I heard that the Marquis Xiaowen didn't know what happened, but he broke his leg inexplicably, and he didn't show up this morning. Hey, by the way, did you catch the snitch at home last night?"

"No, it's frightening to see people disappear as soon as they enter the house. Let the servants guard the door tonight."

Broken leg?

Snitch at home?

When Shen Qinghan heard this, he couldn't help but secretly smiled for a while.

After breakfast, he took his servants to the warehouse to pick out a suitable gift, but he couldn't find a suitable gift, so he simply took a small pot of water lilies in his room and set off towards Xiaowenhou's mansion with it. up.

I used to hear that the people in Xiaowenhou's Mansion were all lazy, unkempt, sloppy, a bunch of hooligans, and they were prepared to be deliberately embarrassing, but Shen Qinghan was just facing the door of the Hou's Mansion. He showed his face on the street, and was "invited" into Ying Siyin's room by the people who rushed out of the Hou's mansion.

He was only 'invited', and the servant and the gift were shut out of the door together.

Shen Qinghan stared blankly at the closed door in front of him, his mind was full of questions, who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?

"Young Master Shen." It was Ying Siyin who spoke first with a wounded leg hanging, "Hello."

"Hello, Lord Hou."

"Come here, what are you doing standing so far away, my leg was broken because of you, why don't you just come and see how he is doing?"

Shen Qinghan gritted his teeth, groped to the edge of the bed and sat down before asking, "Are you okay, you fell from the fourth floor that day, you're fine, what happened last night... Besides, I also showed you the way, how did you run into it?" It's in the maids' room."

"I've never been to your house, and I don't know the way. What you said is so vague. It's not normal for me to run wrong. Besides, I didn't break my leg by myself. It was your girl who pushed me out. As a result, my foot was sprained, so what do you say about it?"

Ying Siyin stretched out his hand and pointed to his entire right leg, which was tightly tied up with a white cloth. The tone and expression of the question was very resembling that of an unreasonable hooligan.

"Is it enough for you to pay three times the medical expenses?"

"Does our Xiaowenhou Mansion seem to be short of money?"

"Then...can I take care of you until your leg is healed?"

"Just until the leg injury heals?"

"Otherwise... Shall I ask my father to apologize too?"

"You don't need to bother the elders to come to the door." Ying Siyin waved his hands indifferently, and then suddenly came forward with a smile on his face, "Why don't you give me a kiss, and I'll pretend this never happened."

What... what?

Shen Qinghan was so frightened that he suddenly raised his head, but he didn't know that it was a coincidence that he bumped into Ying Siyin's forehead.

"Ah..." The boy blushed, covered his forehead in pain, stood up, turned around and pushed open the door before he could even say 'goodbye', and ran away in a hurry.

"Master..." The boy put down the gift he was holding, and hurriedly ran out the door together.

Sima Weihou, Ning Jiarong, Gu Zexiao, Ju Yuan, Xiao Changfeng and many other brothers from Xiaowenhou's Mansion put their heads into the door one by one, and blocked the door in a short while. Strictly speaking.

Ying Siyin shrugged her shoulders fearlessly, then bent her legs upwards, and directly removed the bandages on her legs.

"Give Benhou an appointment to the Shen family, and tell the old man of the Shen family that their precious son, Benhou, has taken a fancy to him."

Marquis Sima Wei asked, "How much dowry do you want to send?"

"Give as much as you want, it's best for the Shen family to pile them up."

Marquis Sima Wei asked again, "Then what if people don't accept the things after sending them over?"

"No? Then why does the Hou want you to send it over there?"

"Your subordinate understands." Sima Weihou bowed his hands respectfully, "Your subordinate will do it right away. They won't be able to return even a single bead if they keep it."

Sima Weihou had just stepped back when Ning Jiarong moved his head closer, "Master Hou, do you need to prepare the invitation first?"

"Write, invite your Lord Hou all over the imperial capital."

"My subordinate understands."

Ning Jiarong withdrew, Xiao Changfeng came up again and said, "Master Hou, the two of them have given the betrothal gifts to write invitations, so what should I do?"

Ying Siyin said, "Go and order a banquet, and invite the best chef in the imperial capital to come and set the menu."

Gu Zexiao leaned forward and asked, "Master Hou, what about me? What should I do?"

"Go to Xiuniang's place to get the brochure, and ask the young master of the Shen family what kind of wedding gowns and wedding crowns he likes. After three days or so, you can confirm it clearly, and then come back and report."

"okay."

"Amber, you are responsible for the layout and purchase of the whole house, including wedding quilts, wedding candles, wedding candies, melons and fruits, sedan chairs, etc., Juyuan, you...you...you go and get the furniture up and down in the house Replace them all with new ones for Ben Hou, and don’t keep any old things.”

After giving the order, Ying Siyin jumped off the bed vigorously, jumped a few steps on the spot, punched him twice, and then went out the door happily waving his fan.

The young master of the Shen family......

Um……………

It's really in line with the Marquis's wishes......

Today's wind is very noisy, today's sunshine is particularly warm, today's Lord Xiaowen, Ying Siyin, finally has someone he wants to marry.