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    Under the influence of the alcohol, Song Wan didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning the next day. When he sat up, his head was still a little groggy.

    There were muttering sounds outside the house, as if Bai He and Qing E were discussing something, but they couldn't hear clearly.

    Song Wan rubbed his head, his consciousness blurred after Zhao Qing declared the Song family innocent and returned to his seat.

    She only remembered that Gu Yanting poured wine for her, but she couldn¡¯t remember clearly what she said or did after that.

    With his throat feeling a little dry, Song Wan didn't waste any more time recalling what happened last night. He got out of bed and poured a cup of tea.

    The tea is warm and just right in your mouth.

    Song Wan drank two glasses of wine, and for no apparent reason, the scene where her tongue was burned by a spring roll at the banquet last night, and Gu Yanting held her chin to check the burn.

    There were so many people at the banquet, the lights were dim, and people were drinking and drinking. His fingertips were thick and strong, and he held her chin to prevent her from moving. It seemed that he could only see her in his eyes.

    What a good one, how do you think of this?

    Song Wan shook his head, trying to drive out the messy thoughts. Gu Yanting came in at this moment, saw Song Wan's movements and asked, "What's the matter? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

    His head was shaken even more dizzy. Song Wan pretended that nothing happened and said, "My neck hurts a little. Let's move around."

    Gu Yanting had no doubts and said, "It shouldn't be a stiff neck if you can still move. It will be fine in a while." After saying that, he took out a pink purse and handed it over.

    As soon as he saw this purse, Song Wan knew that it was made of the scraps of the clothes he had made for himself. It was still heavy in his hand when he took it. He was about to open it to see what was inside when Gu Yanting coughed lightly.  Said: "This is lucky money."

    Song Wan: ""

    They are the same generation, how could he make sense for him to give her lucky money?  And she¡¯s not a child anymore, so what kind of lucky money does she want?

    What he was thinking, but feeling the weight of his purse on his palm, Song Wan couldn't help but feel a little happy.

    ¡°She spent New Year¡¯s Eve last year on the road to exile, and was beaten up by the officer who escorted them early in the morning.

    At that time, she thought that she would live in such a dark purgatory for the rest of her life, but now there is someone who is ready to give her New Year's money and still treats her as a child who has not grown up.

    Song Wan was reluctant to return the purse to Gu Yanting and said truthfully: "I didn't prepare anything. Is there anything you want?"

    "have."

    Gu Yanting answered quickly, his eyes falling on Song Wan's face, feeling a little hot.

    Song Wan clutched his purse and immediately regretted saying such words. The next moment he heard Gu Yanting say: "You haven't said thank you and happy new year to me yet."

    This is indeed a bit disrespectful. Song Wan quickly said: "Thank you for the reward, sir. I wish you good health and success in the new year."

    "Um."

    Gu Yanting responded lightly, and Song Wan asked in disbelief: "Is this good?"

    Gu Yanting raised his eyebrows and asked, "Otherwise, what else do you want me to ask for?"

    Song Wan shook his head and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

    It was getting late, but no one had had breakfast yet. When Song Wan finished washing, Bai He brought dumplings.

    ??The dumplings are made with white lotus and green calyx, and come in several colors. The white lotus dumplings are delicate and beautiful, while the green calyx dumplings are crooked and strange in shape. You can tell them apart at a glance.

    Bai He wrapped copper coins in the dumplings, and Song Wan bit into the third one. Bai He and Qing E said auspicious words to her in different ways. Gu Yanting didn't say anything, but gave them ten rewards each.  Two silver coins.

    Gu Yanting spent a lot of money, which made Qing'e and Bai He even more happy.

    After breakfast, Song Wan went to the ancestral hall to offer incense. Like last time, Gu Yanting did not go in, leaving the space to Song Wan.

    Gu Yanting also made Song Qingfeng¡¯s tablet and placed it next to Song¡¯s father, Song Wan. Song Wan offered incense to them, talked about the Song family¡¯s rehabilitation, and stayed for a while before walking out of the ancestral hall.

    Under the corridor, Gu Yanting stood in that smoky blue gown with his hands behind his back, standing quietly like a majestic mountain, which made people feel at ease.

    Song Wan walked quickly to his side. Gu Yanting didn't ask anything. He walked side by side with her. After walking a certain distance, Gu Yanting said, "You said you wanted to learn to ride a horse before, but you just learned a little bit and then stopped."  You¡¯ve practiced it, do you still want to learn it now?¡±

    Song Wan didn¡¯t expect that Gu Yanting would ask this suddenly. He was stunned for a moment and said, ¡°Since I decided to study in the first place, I naturally had to study hard.¡±

    Gu Yanting nodded and said, "I won't be going to Xiaowei camp these days. If you have some time, come with me later."He exposed her avoidance and told her the problem he had just observed: "The strength of the lower body is still not enough. I will continue to practice in the morning. However, this kind of thing depends on talent and accumulation over time. You can't rush it."

    Song Wan nodded. She was not in a hurry to join the army, so of course she wouldn't be too eager.

    "Generally, riding horses is not allowed in the city. Once you are more stable, I can take you out of the city to practice."

    Gu Yanting had thought about the rest of the training. Song Wan originally wanted to say that he didn't have much chance to ride a horse, and his equestrian skills didn't need to be so exquisite, but he was speechless when he met Gu Yanting's bright black eyes.

    He is very serious about what he does.

    When he first returned to Beijing, Zhao Qing made him a court lieutenant and asked him to take charge of the Night Patrol Department. He knew that it was a vacuous position with no real power. After getting angry, he did not treat him negatively. He went to the Night Patrol Department early every day, and even took charge of the Night Watch Department.  They had all been sorted out, and on the night of the Qiqiao Festival, he was still patrolling the city like other officers, without any official pretensions.

    Later, when he was promoted to captain and went to manage the refugees pouring into Hanjing, he didn't hesitate at all.

    If she just wants to ride a horse for fun, is it worth his troublesome teaching?

    Song Wan felt guilty, suddenly afraid that Gu Yanting would look at him with disappointed eyes, so he lowered his head and said, "Okay."

    Before you know it, the sun has risen above your head.

    It¡¯s morning time.

    Gu Yanting took Song Wan back to Ningkang Garden and explained the essentials of equestrian skills to her while walking. Song Wan listened carefully and asked questions from time to time.

    When they were approaching Ningkang Garden, Song Wan saw Ru Lan supporting Xu Yingying standing under the corridor.

    We haven't seen her for a long time. Xu Yingying is a lot thinner than Song Wan remembers. Now the sun is shining high, but she is standing in the shadows, her skirt is gently swayed by the wind, like a thin willow in early spring, which cannot be broken.  .

    Gu Yanting frowned when he saw the two of them. When he got in front of them, he blocked Song Wan behind him with a sullen expression.

    Rulan reminded Xu Yingying: "Madam, my lord has come to you, and Miss Song is also here."

    Hearing this, Xu Yingying folded her hands and raised them at eyebrow level, bowed and saluted Gu Yanting, and said, "I'm going to leave in a car soon, and I probably won't come back again. Although I know that you hate me very much,  I still shamelessly come to say goodbye to you. I have been protected by you during these days. From now on, I will chant sutras and chant Buddha every day to pray for you. May you be healthy and worry-free, and get what you want."

    Xu Yingying's voice is hoarse, with a bit of a nasal sound, and she is obviously still ill.

    Song Wan didn¡¯t know where she was going and looked at Gu Yanting in surprise.

    Gu Yanting's jaw tightened, and his brows and eyes were covered with frost. He seemed to really not want to see Xu Yingying at all, but he still said warmly: "You can rest in peace and recuperate there. All expenses will be paid by Tingwei Mansion. Get cured as soon as possible."  Just your eyes.¡±

    The sooner you cure your eyes, the sooner you can get divorced.

    Xu Yingying straightened up, showed a faint smile, and said, "Thank you for your concern, sir. I will definitely get better as soon as possible."

    After Xu Yingying finished speaking, she called out tentatively: "Miss Song?"

    Her tone was full of uncertainty, but her head was accurately tilted towards Song Wan.

    "I am here."

    Song Wan responded, and Xu Yingying said: "Congratulations to Miss Song for regaining her freedom. I have nothing to give her. I just wish her peace and success in the future."

    Having already seen each other¡¯s true colors before, Song Wan didn¡¯t believe how sincere Xu Yingying¡¯s blessing was, but he still tried his best to save face and said, ¡°I also wish Madam to see the light of day again soon.¡±

    "For Miss Song's kind words," Xu Yingying nodded in greeting, then took a step back and bowed to Gu Yanting Yingying, "Sir, Yingying is gone."

    Gu Yanting did not respond, Xu Yingying left with Ru Lan's support.

    Song Wan looked at their backs and couldn't help but ask Gu Yanting: "Where are you going, madam?"

    Gu Yanting said: "The Xu family's old house, she should be happier living there."

    The Tingwei Mansion is so big, why are they allowed to live there?

    Song Wan wanted to ask, but he swallowed the words again.

    Because she found that Gu Yanting was not looking at Xu Yingying, his eyes were always on her.

    ??Focused and profound.

    She was the only figure in the bright black pupils.

    Song Wan lowered his head, not daring to ask further questions. Gu Yanting stared at the top of her black hair for a while, pursed his lower lip, and said nothing.

    ¡°That¡¯s all, take your time.

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