When sending Su Zijin out of the guest room, without any surprise, he saw Chu Feng holding a white and fluffy little chubby dumpling in his hand, looking over here.
Zhang Qingjiu made a secret gesture to her from a distance, but saw Chu Feng's expression change slightly.
Not only did he not leave, but he quickened his pace and rushed towards her, saying, "Mr. Su, I'm sorry about what happened before..."
The corner of Zhang Qingjiu's mouth twitched, this Fengfeng, she clearly gave her a "done" gesture, why did she still come over? Isn't this boiling water in an ice cellar - whichever pot is not opened?
How could Chu Feng not know what Zhang Qingjiu meant?
But she was really uneasy. Su Zijin was still young. If her future and marriage were affected, it would be a heinous crime.
That night, she was indeed the one who told Su Zijin that her Ajiu had not yet been engaged. If she could find a husband who was willing to be with her for the rest of her life, this was what she, as a mother, wanted to see most.
She said this just to put some more pressure on Chu Lan, telling him that if he didn't take any action, there would be many young talents pursuing her daughter.
But she never thought that Su Zijin would be so bold as to ask Chu Wei for a marriage regardless of the situation in front of all the civil and military officials.
Fortunately, now, the future has been decided, and the young role model should have a bright future.
But this marriage...
Chu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "If Mr. Su doesn't mind, I can be a matchmaker for you."
Su Zijin: "???"
Zhang Qingjiu: "..."
Seeing Su Zijin's wide eyes, Chu Feng took advantage of the victory and pursued her, "I know many noble ladies, and many of them have expressed their desire to let their daughter and Mr. Su take over Qin and Jin."
She thought, after all, Su Zijin was going to get married in the future, and since he couldn't marry her son, she would find the most gentle and virtuous person to marry him, which would be considered as compensation...
After all, although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is forgiving, he is not necessarily a person who can tolerate others thinking about his wife.
If Su Zijin doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Hearing Chu Feng's impatient tone and looking at Su Zijin who looked suffocated, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but sigh.
Fengfeng, as expected of you! You actually thought of me together!
But now, it's really not the time to talk about this...
Pulling Chu Feng's arm and pulling her back, Zhang Qingjiu smiled at Su Zijin and said, "Now that the matter has been made clear, you should go back early to prepare."
Su Zijin's expression changed again and again, and finally he took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay."
Chu Feng wanted to speak again, Zhang Qingjiu pinched her fingers, stood up and walked towards the door, "I'll see you off."
"Okay." Su Zijin said again.
Realizing that there did not seem to be the "strange" feeling between the two people as he imagined, Chu Feng hesitated for a moment, but finally did not speak again and watched Zhang Qingjiu send Su Zijin out of the door.
From the guest room to the entrance of Weifu, you have to walk through a short section of the front garden.
There were originally many flowers and plants planted in this garden, but at the beginning of winter, even the chrysanthemums that "I have bloomed and hundreds of flowers will kill" have long since withered, and even the branches and leaves have become withered.
There is an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes and sadness.
Along the way, neither of them spoke.
They didn't stop until they reached the stone lion on the left side of the gate of Wei Mansion.
Su Zijin narrowed his eyes and stood still behind Zhang Qingjiu, "Xiao Zhang, please stay."
"Yes." Zhang Qingjiu nodded, and she had no intention of giving more.
Some things are what they should be.
It's almost noon now, and although the warm sun is no longer there, it's still the brightest time of the day.
Not sure if it was because of this, Su Zijin felt inexplicably that the person standing in front of him looked blurry in his eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Su Zijin slowly bowed to Zhang Qingjiu, "This is my farewell, students. I wish the Crown Princess...that all your wishes will come true and that everything goes well."
Zhang Qingjiu was startled for a moment, and finally there was a bit more complexity in his eyes. He nodded, "Life is full of seas and mountains. I also wish you a hundred years of worry-free life, benevolence and virtue, a bright future, and a bright future when you return."
He’s a young man.”
Su Zijin trembled, slowly straightened up, smiled at Zhang Qingjiu, then turned and left.
This year is the early winter of the fifteenth year of Qingli. The eighteen-year-old boy is dressed in white, with a straight back, firm steps and a calm temperament.
The white sleeves seemed to be sprinkled with white frost as he walked.
Gradually, his back became farther and farther away, slowly joining the crowd of people coming and going.
No one could have imagined that it would take years since I left to go to Qianzhou.
Zhang Qingjiu stood at the door of the Wei Mansion until Su Zijin completely disappeared, and then returned to the Wei Mansion.
At the intersection of Huayuan Road not far away, Chu Feng was waiting for her with her little fat white dumpling in her arms. When she saw her coming, she seemed to want to step forward, but she seemed a little embarrassed.
Zhang Qingjiu took in Chu Feng's expression completely and thought about how much she had worried about him and Chu Lan during this period, and he couldn't help but feel the pity for the parents in the world.
Smiling slightly, Zhang Qingjiu walked forward and said "Hey" pretending not to know, "This white dumpling is very pretty. Why haven't I seen it before? Who gave it to me?"
Chu Feng was hesitating whether to ask what was going on. When Zhang Qingjiu asked, he suppressed what he wanted to ask and rolled his eyes at her, "What's so interesting about this."
Although he said that, his actions clearly hugged Tuanzi a little tighter.
Seeing Chu Feng's duplicity, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but laugh, "Fengfeng, don't worry, everything will be fine."
Chu Feng's eyes flashed, nodded, and responded softly.
Seeing that she didn't resist the topic, Zhang Qingjiu immediately went ahead and said, "Fengfeng, can you tell me how far you and Wang Yan have come?"
Chu Feng suddenly froze, his face turned red instantly, and he looked at Zhang Qingjiu with wide eyes.
Zhang Qingjiu stared at Chu Feng, feeling that this cheap girl like him was really good-looking.
I am in my early thirties, an age when flowers are blooming. In the past few months, without the tether of that bastard Zhang Tailiu, my whole person has become brighter and more charming.
No wonder Chu Xun has been thinking about it for so many years.
Who doesn't care about who you leave behind?
Even if I leave her alone, she won’t forget it!
"Tell me about it?" Zhang Qingjiu blinked again and began to tease her without mercy.
"Zhang Qingjiu." Chu Feng took a deep breath, "I am your mother, can you..."
"I know you are my mother." Zhang Qingjiu nodded and said in a very serious tone, "But starting from yesterday, I am the Crown Princess. Is it okay for the Crown Princess to care about you?"
Chu Feng: "..."
"From now on, when you are with Wang Yan, you will be the princess. After all, the princess is still older than the princess. I ask you, is that okay?" Zhang Qingjiu asked again.
Seeing Zhang Qingjiu baring his teeth and arrogantly swaying his hips, Chu Feng almost got angry and smashed the thing in his hand, "Get out of here!"
Zhang Qingjiu stretched out his hand to catch the thing, took a closer look at the very familiar bead, and immediately smiled so hard that he couldn't even see it, "Fengfeng, this is another token of love between you and Hua Yan, but unfortunately you threw it away so casually."