Shortly after Chu Qing left Beijing, Fang brought Ningzhu to visit. Hanzhu also learned from her that Cheng Yu had indeed followed Emperor Mingde to hunt in the West Mountain.

It’s strange that I can’t meet you. Knowing that he is in the capital, Hanzhu just thought a little. Now that Cheng Yu has left, Hanzhu’s heart is empty and she doesn’t want to eat or drink.

"Hanhan is thinking of your father again?" The old lady asked with a smile when she saw that the niece of the second wife was distracted again. This girl had lived like an enemy with Chu Qing before. Now Chu Qing has only been away for more than half a month, and she thought about being a daughter. This is better. The father and daughter have no overnight revenge. Now the niece of the second wife is in charge of the family, and there are fewer those smoky and the whole family is in harmony.

"I miss my father too." Ah Xun knelt at the low table. When he heard the old lady's words, he put down the chrysanthemum cake in his hand, and said a little pitifully.

Hanzhu smiled at the old lady, touched the boy's head and said, "Don't be anxious, Daddy will be back in a few days."

Ah Xun nodded, grabbed the chrysanthemum cake made by his sister and continued to eat it.

Hanzhu made chrysanthemum cake to honor the old lady, and the eldest lady also said to her, "The Double Ninth day of the next day, we will accompany the old lady to Jiuhua Temple to climb a high place to see the distance. It is difficult for your third sister and fourth sister to go out. Hanhan will go with us and go out for some breath."

Hanzhu didn't want to go, but climbing the heights on the Double Ninth Festival is a custom. Looking at the smiling faces of the eldest lady Chu Qiang and her daughter, she smiled and replied, "Okay."

On the ninth day of the lunar month, Hanzhu led Ah Xun to meet with the big house family. The old lady and the eldest wife each took a carriage, and Hanzhu and Chu Qiang took a carriage. The carriage moved. Ah Xun opened the curtain mischievously and saw Chu Yuan following him on a horse, and said somewhat flatteringly: "Brother, I'll ride a horse."

Since he was hugged and swearing at Jiuhua Temple last year, the little guy has become increasingly rude to talk to Chu Yuan.

"A Xun is obedient, sit with her sister." Hanzhu wanted to press him back to the couch, but A Xun twisted his round body, and his fat little hands clasped the car window and looked at his cousin with big eyes looking forward to it.

Chu Yuan did not refuse directly, pointing to the front and said, "There are many people on the road, so the elder brother has to watch and prevent others from running out to rush into our carriage. When the city leaves the city, the elder brother will hug Ah Xun if there are fewer people."

A Xun became sensible, put down the curtain, and said to his sister with some smugness: "Brother, I will hug me later."

Hanzhu pointed his little nose.

When the Chu family first left, Zhou Wenting had already taken Ningzhu out of the city, and the brother and sister were in a carriage.

"Can brother ride a horse?" Today, many people went out of the city to play. Ningzhu looked out with the curtains and saw many men in gorgeous clothes riding horses. She turned her head and asked the men beside her.

The little girl is dressed in men's clothes today, wearing a white round-neck robe, with watery almond eyes. She looked like a very beautiful half-girl boy. At this time, she looked at him just curious and had no intention of contempt. Zhou Wenting touched her head and asked with a smile: "Why do you think I can't ride a horse?"

There is a civil and military master at home. He and his second brother both started learning martial arts at the age of seven. He started to focus on the imperial examinations until he was fifteen. It turns out that the little girl had never seen him practice martial arts and ride horses, so she regarded him as a weak scholar without any power?

Ningzhu thought so, and laughed and said, "I haven't seen you ride."

Zhou Wenting nodded and said with some regret: "When I was a child, I fell down on a horse, and I didn't dare to ride it anymore."

"Where did you fall?" Ningzhu looked at the man in an apricot robe and immediately worried for him, "Did you fall seriously?"

She believed whatever he said. Zhou Wenting looked at his little sister who had been raising him for two years and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's been better. A Ning wants to ride a horse?"

Ningzhu shook her head and sat upright obediently, "Sister said that the girl can't ride a horse at home." But in fact, she still wanted to ride it.

Zhou Wenting thought about it and coaxed her: "The girl can't ride a horse at home, but if A Ning learns, I will teach you back."

Ningzhu burst into laughter and joked mischievously: "Brother himself fell off the horse, so I won't learn from you."

Zhou Wenting rubbed her head, her eyes full of smiles, "Don't worry, brother will never let you fall down."

The brother and sister talked and laughed, and soon arrived at the foot of Jiuhua Temple Mountain. Since it was climbing high to enjoy the autumn, it was not suitable to sit on the sedan chair at this time. Zhou Wenting asked Ningzhu to walk inside him, and two people, one tall and one short, walked up the garden like a walk. As they walked, there was a sedan chair by their side. Ningzhu looked curiously and saw a woman wearing a curtain on the sedan chair. There was a guard guarding her in front and behind the sedan chair, which was very grand.

She couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Gu Heng stood beside the sedan chair, talking to Meng Xianxian, with his back facing them. Meng Xianxian turned his head to look at him, but found the gaze of a half-grown boy on the roadside. Through the thin white gauze, the boy saw the apricot eyes, peach cheeks, lips and teeth were red, and he looked very beautiful. Meng Xianxian looked at him carefully and said softly to her husband: "Ziyan, look, does the boy over there look a bit like the eldest girl of the Chu family?"

They are all men's clothing, all with almond eyes, and they are all white and clean.

Gu Heng looked over immediately.

I saw an almond-eyed boy, but another scene appeared in my mind. The eight-year-old girl was wearing a pink dress and calling him Brother Gu in a delicate way. Her sister was just an innocent child. She knew that he was her future brother-in-law, so she called him extremely intimately. When she was bullied by her sister, she would pout and tell him aggrievances.

Gu Heng was stunned. The young man's clear and pure almond eyes were exactly the same as Ningzhu.

What's going on? Even if there are many people in the world who look very similar, why do he meet twice in Beijing have to do with the Jiang sisters?

Ningzhu also saw him, but the little girl's memory was not as good as an adult. At this time, Gu Heng was wearing a silk dress that was shining brightly in the sun, which was far from the scholar who was half old in her memory. In addition, she was discovered by peeping, Ningzhu hurriedly hid behind Zhou Wenting without seeing it clearly.

But it was precisely because of this hiding that Gu Heng had other misunderstandings.

His eyes moved to Zhou Wenting's face.

"Do you recognize who the man in the apricot robe is?" Gu Heng asked his wife in a low voice, "I look a little kind. Isn't it my fellow student?"

Meng Xianxian usually doesn’t go out of the gate, so she doesn’t recognize Zhou Wenting and shook her head.

Gu Heng felt confused. Without confirming that he was uneasy, he instructed his wife for a few words. He raised his foot and walked towards Zhou Wenting, but did not go forward to greet him directly. Instead, he deliberately fell behind a few steps and said something neither high nor low.

He spoke in Hangzhou dialect and asked Zhou Wenting that he was his old friend.

When he heard the local accent, Ningzhu turned around instinctively, faster than Zhou Wenting's movements.

Gu Heng's heartbeats faster and he asked Ningzhu gently: "I'm going to Hangzhou Gu Ziyan, can you recognize me?" It's still in Hangzhou dialect.

The sister repeatedly reminded her that the person she was to be wary of appeared in front of her without warning. Ningzhu couldn't help but hold Zhou Wenting's hand. She looked at the man in front of her with big eyes. Ningzhu couldn't tell what she was thinking at that moment, but she only knew that she couldn't let him recognize her, otherwise her sister would be in danger.

"Brother, this person speaks so strangely." Ningzhu leaned timidly towards Zhou Wenting.

Her hands, which were covered by her sleeves, trembled slightly. Zhou Wenting frowned and raised her eyes, but recognized Gu Heng and said suspiciously: "Mr. Gu?"

Gu Heng stood up straight and changed to Mandarin, "Young Master is indeed a student from Zhejiang? He just looked at him with kind face, but he couldn't remember his name for a while. He didn't dare to be rash, so he used the local voice to test it first."

Zhou Wenting immediately said: "Next Zhou Wenting is not a student in Zhejiang. Last year, Mr. Gu was lucky enough to visit Mr. Gu's style when he rode a horse to visit Yujie."

Gu Heng suddenly realized and bowed to apologize: "Gu has recognized the wrong person and is rude. My son is still waiting for me there, so he will not disturb the two young masters Youxing, say goodbye." He smiled apologetically, looked at Ningzhu meaningfully when he looked up, and then turned around and left.

Zhou Wenting was confused and looked down at his sister, and met the little girl's pale face.

"What's wrong with A Ning?" Zhou Wenting asked nervously.

Ningzhu was afraid. She always felt that she had been recognized by Gu Heng, but she couldn't tell her elder brother, nor could she beg her elder brother to take her home immediately, as if she wanted to hide from Gu Heng.

"My feet are sore and I can't walk anymore." She put her forehead in the man's arms and lied in a low voice.

Zhou Wenting was stunned for a moment, then smiled, looked around, touched her head and said, "Let's go, there is a sedan chair servant over there, A Ning will take a sedan chair."

Ningzhu nodded and followed him with his head slightly lowered.

After Gu Heng settled his wife in Jiuhua Temple, he went out and told his Changsui, "Go and ask what the prince of the Zhou family in Wukang Bo Mansion is named? His family has a daughter." He did not know Zhou Wenting, but he knew that Chu Qing had a relative named Zhou. There was no such coincidence in the world. First, Chu Han and Jiang Hanzhu were very similar, and the Zhou family had a girl similar to Ningzhu. If Zhou Wenting was indeed Chu Qing's nephew, then he would be sure that the Jiang sisters did come to the capital and each had great luck.

People from Jiuhua Temple came and went, and the Zhou family was a nobleman in the capital. Changsui quickly found out and came back to report his life.

The prince of Wukangbo's mansion is named Zhou Wenting. The Zhou family has no girls, but the year before yesterday, Mrs. Wukangbo adopted an adopted daughter.

After hearing this, Gu Heng thought about the major change in Chu Han’s temperament that his wife said was also the last year, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Hanzhu knew nothing about this. After settling in the guest room of Jiuhua Temple, she helped Ah Xun wash her face with her own hands and told him softly, "When you go out to play, Ah Xun must be obedient, hold her sister's hand obediently, and do not run around."

Ah Xun nodded with a smile, "I can't walk anymore and let my elder brother hold him."

"So lazy." Hanzhu pinched the little guy's white and tender face. After packing up, the brother and brother left the house together. At the same time, Gu Heng also accompanied Meng Xianxian out of the guest room and wanted to go to the back mountain to climb up and look into the distance.
Chapter completed!