Here, Lin Xiaoyue has decided to give Wen Wan a set of face and plans to go to the Silver House to pick it up.

The two walked toward the carriage for a while, and Lin Xiaoyue turned her head as if she felt something. Seeing Su Yaoqi standing under the shade of a tree not far away, she was a little stunned.

Lin Xiaoyue couldn't help but mutter, "What a fool."

Wen Wan heard this and looked over and saw the boy she met for the first time in the rain that day. She looked at Lin Xiaoyue who was holding her arm, "Do you know him?"

Lin Xiaoyue spoke quickly for a moment, "He is me..."

As soon as he said that, he immediately realized that he almost exposed his identity and quickly changed it to something else, "It's our relative."

It was obvious that he was lying, but Wenwan was not interested in her.

She came to Hongwenguan by hiding her identity, and she could understand Lin Xiaoyue's guardianship mentality of not wanting to reveal her identity and not wanting others to inquire.

When he walked to the carriage, Lin Xiaoyue took the initiative to lift the curtain for her, "Go up!"

Wen Wan stood still without moving, a smile appeared on her lips, "I really want to give me something?"

"After you've been chatting for so long, are you suspicious of me teasing you?" Lin Xiaoyue was pissed off and laughed, "Do you think I can't afford it, or do you think I have no credibility?"

"It doesn't mean that, I just saw it getting late and it should be time for me to go home soon."

The little guy has been learning to walk recently. She, who is a mother, is not around to watch during the day, and no matter how busy she is at night, she has to take time to accompany him.

For Wen Wan, her head and face are things outside her body, and no matter how heavy she is, she can't be more important than her son.

"What's wrong? I won't give you any face, right?" Lin Xiaoyue, who was originally excited, was poured down by her basin of cold water, and her face collapsed.

"If I don't give you a face, how could I meet Tiandi to help you copy the booklet?"

After Wen Wan finished speaking, she waved her hand and turned to walk towards her carriage.

"Hey! I said, why did you change your face in a while?"

Seeing Wenwan not looking back, she snorted loudly again, "If you don't go, don't go, I can still make money!"

Seeing Wen Wan getting on the carriage, she also stepped on the stool angrily and ordered the coachman to go home.

The coachman had not had time to wave the whip, and Su Yaoqi's voice had already come in outside.

"Aunt Seven."

Lin Xiaoyue hurriedly calmed down and poked her head out to look at Su Yaoqi who had come over at some time, "Is there anything wrong with Xiao Si?"

"I...I just want to ask, do you know the girl just now?"

Lin Xiaoyue was stunned for a while, and realized that he was gentle and nodded, "I know you, what's wrong?"

"Is she Aunt Qi's friend?"

Su Yaoqi looked a little excited, Lin Xiaoyue wondered, "Can you know her too?"

"No, I don't know you, I just feel it looks familiar." Su Yaoqi lowered his eyelashes slightly, trying to hide his thoughts as much as possible.

But after all, I was young and had some emotions. Even if I thought I had hidden them deeply enough, I still couldn't hide them from the eyes of those who had experienced it.

Lin Xiaoyue seemed to understand something, and her face became solemn, "Xiao Si, aunt has something to say to you in advance."

"I hope Aunt Qi will give you advice." Su Yaoqi's attitude towards his elders has always been very respectful.

Lin Xiaoyue's eyes fell on his slightly green and handsome face, "You are only seventeen years old. If you have time, find a few more classmates to study and study knowledge, and don't always run to Hongwenguan."

This is tactful, but Su Yaoqi is not stupid, and he has already heard Aunt Qi’s meaning.

Aunt Qi didn't want him to have an idea of ​​the girl.

Su Yaoqi's face was rarely firm, and he looked straight at Lin Xiaoyue, "Since I was young, I listened to my parents in everything, and my aunt also said that I am already seventeen years old. Can't even make up my own marriage? "

Lin Xiaoyue suddenly laughed, "Don't forget, you are not only the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but also the young master of the Su family. Someone will arrange your marriage. Which one will worry about it?"

The words "Young Master of the Su Family" made Su Yaoqi pale.

He remembered a saying that his father once said among his children, if one's marriage is of no help to the family, it is to be divorced from the Su family, and he doesn't mind driving people out as soon as possible.

Lin Xiaoyue felt a little reluctant when she saw that he turned into a flower that had bloomed in an instant, but she couldn't help but remind Su Yao.

The Su family is deep and she has experienced it before she even separated. She is gentle and pure and kind-hearted, and she is not suitable for that kind of place.

Besides, the Seventh Master and the Prime Minister's Mansion are not in the way, and Lin Xiaoyue does not want him and Wen Wan to become enemies in the future.

What's more, if it weren't surprising, Wen Wan would have been married long ago. Maybe she would have even given birth to a baby, and Xiao Si would dare to talk about marriage without knowing anything. Are she stupid?

Putting down the curtain, Lin Xiaoyue finally said, "Anyway, what I should have said, you have thought about it yourself. Even if you and this girl can succeed, you will only harm her in the future."

The color on Su Yaoqi's face was even whiter, and he looked like he was in a state of dismay.

He didn't even notice when Aunt Qi's carriage left.

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When the carriage arrived in front of the Song Mansion, Wen Wan had just stepped down and heard the sound of a little guy learning to speak from the gate.

Wen Wan stood outside the door, and a sense of unspeakable sweetness surged in her heart. The corners of her lips were bent upwards, as if the fatigue of the whole day had disappeared because of this sound.

When he moved into the door, he saw Song Wei bent over, spread his slender arms, holding the pottery ball that the child was playing with in one hand, and from time to time, he rushed to Jinbaoyao, who was standing not far away, and asked him to go over and get it.

The little guy wanted to have a toy but refused to leave. He stood there with his mouth pouted, and his eyes looked at his father full of resentment.

When the light of light glanced at Wen Wan, Song Wei stood up straight, and his eyes looked over were gentle, "Are you hungry?"

"Somewhat." Wen Wan nodded with the trend, her voice clearly showed her dependence on the man.

Song Wei stepped forward and carried the little guy into his arms, turned to Wenwan and said, "Get in and have a meal!"

It seemed that he could really understand the words of adults. The little guy who got the toy without walking kicked his legs in his father's arms and said happily in his mouth, "Fanfan...Fanfan..."

Wenwan didn't see her son for a day, and she missed her so much that she wanted to go over and hug her from Song Wei.

Song Wei handed her son over to her and quickly walked to the kitchen to tell the Song lady that Wen Wan was back.

The couple are both busy outside. Usually, the Song family has to wait until everyone arrives before starting.

However, it is an exception for entering the treasure, and he usually has to eat when he is hungry.

Wen Wan hugged him, feeling that the little guy was much stronger again, and his arms began to get sore.

Wen Wan glanced at her son's little fleshy hand holding a toy and asked him, "Have Jinbao caused trouble today?"

I don’t know if it was because I felt guilty after understanding my mother’s words, the little guy suddenly raised his face and pouted his mouth and took the initiative to sip on her face.

I remember that there are not many times when the little guy is so proactive.

Warmth flowed through Wenwan's heart, holding her son with both hands, and facing him with the other half of her cheek, "Jinbao, another one."

The little guy didn't respond for a while.

Wen Wan turned her head and saw that his eyes were fixed on the toy, as if she hadn't heard what she was saying at all.

When he arrived outside the main hall, Wen Wan did not continue walking forward, squatted down and put the little guy down.

He was caught off guard and left his mother's arms. The little guy was a little uncomfortable. He didn't pick up the toy when he fell to the ground. He looked at his mother with a hurried look, and his expression seemed a little aggrieved.

Wen Wan took a few steps back, clapped her hands to concentrate, "Jinbao, come to my mother."

Jinbao's little hand held the wall next to him and took a step forward. His center of gravity was unstable and he was a little shaking, as if he was scared of himself. He didn't dare to continue walking forward anymore, standing still, and he had to be hugged by his mother.

Wen Wan picked a flower bud from the flower pot next to her and squeezed it in her hand and shook it, "Come here, I'll give you flowers."

"Flower~" The little guy seemed to like it very much, and forgot to hold the wall. He stared at the flower buds in Wen Wan's hand and stumbled over. He didn't stand firm when he was about to get the flower, so he tilted his body to the side. Fortunately, Wen Wan moved quickly, so she hugged her son first.

Even without any danger, the little guy was still so scared that he cried.

Wenwan took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears and said with a smile, "Why are you crying? Haven't you fallen yet?"

When Song Wei heard the crying sound, he saw his son crying and his face full of grievance, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Every time she was in front of her husband, Wen Wan felt that she could not bring her children. When she was asked this, she felt guilty even if nothing happened. She didn't look at Song Wei and whispered, "I taught Jinbao to walk. The little guy almost fell when he ran over, maybe he was scared."

When Jinbao saw his father, he cried even harder.

Song Wei bent down and squeezed his bun's face with a smile, "If you cry again, you will become a little crybag."

Jinbao sniffed.

Song Wei took advantage of the situation to pick up his son. Wen Wan didn't hear clearly how he coaxed him. She just felt that it hadn't been a long time ago. Jin Bao, who had cried loudly before, looked like he was very wronged. At this moment, she smiled happily, as if she had forgotten the scene just now.

"..." Wen Wan felt disliked.
Chapter completed!