The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Xu Wanyun sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, holding the dean's token in her hands, her fingertips gently stroking the patterns on the token's surface.

The moonlight shone on her face, making her beautiful and refined features appear even more ethereal.

She lowered her head, looking at the dean's order in her hand, her gaze complex.

The light in Wang Long's room was still on, and through the window, you could see him sitting cross-legged inside.

He will be going into seclusion starting tomorrow.

Xu Wanyun raised her head and looked at the window, her gaze lingering on Wang Long's profile for a long time.

"Master."

A crisp sound came from behind.

Xu Wanyun froze, quickly averting her gaze and turning her head away.

Qin Jiaojiao had gone to sleep, but somehow she ran out of the house.

She was wearing a small jacket, her hair was messy, but her eyes were bright and sparkling.

"Jiaojiao? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Xu Wanyun's voice was somewhat flustered as she quickly put the dean's order into her sleeve.

Qin Jiaojiao didn't answer. She walked up to her, looked up at her, and had a sly smile on her lips.

"Master, were you secretly watching Father just now?"

Xu Wanyun's face flushed red.

"Nonsense...what nonsense are you talking about? Your teacher...your teacher was looking at the moon!"

Qin Jiaojiao covered her mouth and chuckled; she had never seen her master so embarrassed.

"moon?"

She looked up at the sky.

The moon was indeed very round and bright.

But she had clearly seen that her master's gaze was fixed on the window of Wang Long's room.

"Master, stop pretending."

Qin Jiaojiao leaned closer, lowered her voice, and smiled until her eyes curved into crescent moons.

"I saw it all; you were spying on Dad the whole time."

Xu Wanyun's face turned even redder, the redness spreading from her neck all the way to her ears.

She opened her mouth, wanting to explain.

Qin Jiaojiao plopped down next to Xu Wanyun, resting her chin on her hands and staring intently at her.

Ask directly.

"Master, do you like my father?"

Xu Wanyun's delicate body trembled.

"What...what nonsense are you talking about?"

Her voice was trembling.

"He's your father, how could I... how could I possibly..."

"Why is it impossible?"

Qin Jiaojiao tilted her head and looked at her.

"Master, you're not much younger than my father, are you?"

Xu Wanyun fell silent.

Although she looks like a girl in her twenties, she is actually over forty.

But this is not the point.

The key point is that Wang Long is Qin Jiaojiao's father and Luo Hanyi's man.

How could she...

"Master, do you know?"

Qin Jiaojiao suddenly spoke, her voice very soft.

"I've never seen you like this before."

Xu Wanyun was stunned for a moment.

"What is it like?"

"happy."

Qin Jiaojiao looked at her and said seriously.

"I've been with you for so many years, and I've never seen you so happy as you have these past few days."

"You're always polite to everyone, and you always have a smile on your face, but that smile is polite and distant, not genuine."

"But you're different now."

"When you look at my dad, your eyes light up."

Xu Wanyun remained silent; she understood.

Now that she is near Wang Long, she feels overjoyed.

Qin Jiaojiao continued to patiently guide her.

"The way you looked at those people who used to pursue you was cold and indifferent, as if you were looking at thin air."

"But when you look at my father, it's different."

"You'll blush, your heart will race, you'll feel flustered, and you won't dare look him in the eye."

"Master, isn't this what the book calls 'being moved'?"

Xu Wanyun's face was burning hot, and her heart was pounding so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

She had never been so flustered.

Xu Wanyun took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

"Jiaojiao, you're still young, you don't understand these things."

"How come I don't understand?"

Qin Jiaojiao pouted, looking unconvinced.

"Although I am young, I know everything."

"Master, stop lying to yourself."

"You just like my dad."

Xu Wanyun lowered her head, looked at her fingers, and remained silent for a long time.

Does she like it?

Yes.

she likes.

From the moment Wang Long wrote "Exhortation to Learning," her heart was moved.

That poem struck her soul, making her realize for the first time that there really were people in this world who could express what was in her heart.

Wang Long gave her the Sage's Jade Slip, and she felt the warmth of being cherished.

Everything that happened afterward touched her heart.

Gradually, it succumbed.

She was constantly struggling internally.

Xu Wanyun kept reminding herself that Wang Long was Luo Hanyi's man.

He is the father of her disciple; she shouldn't have such thoughts.

But when it comes to emotions, how can reason control them?

"Master."

Qin Jiaojiao's voice rang out softly.

"I don't mind."

Xu Wanyun was stunned upon hearing this, looking at her in disbelief.

Qin Jiaojiao's face was full of seriousness.

"I hope my family can be happy together."

"You are all very important family members to me."

I hope we can all find happiness!

Xu Wanyun's eyes reddened; she was deeply moved.

But is Luo Hanyi willing to share her man?

She was still somewhat hesitant.

"Jiaojiao..."

"Master, please don't worry about it."

Qin Jiaojiao took her hand and shook it gently.

"I'll talk to my mother about it."

"She's a very nice person, she'll definitely agree."

Xu Wanyun hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

He reached out and pulled Qin Jiaojiao into his arms, holding her tightly.

"Jiaojiao... thank you..."

"Master knows what to do!"

Qin Jiaojiao leaned against her and gently patted her back, like a little adult.

"Master, there's no need to worry. Liking someone isn't anything shameful."

Xu Wanyun hugged her, a smile playing on her lips.

"Master."

Qin Jiaojiao lifted her head from her embrace and looked at her.

"Um?"

Your face is so red.

Xu Wanyun was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

She reached out and wiped away her tears, then gently pinched Qin Jiaojiao's cheek.

"You talk too much."

Qin Jiaojiao chuckled and snuggled back into her arms.

"Master, when will my father finally understand?"

"He's so old, why is he still like a block of wood?"

"He clearly likes you, but he just won't take the initiative."

Xu Wanyun's face turned red again.

"How...how do you know he likes me?"

"Don't underestimate me just because I'm young; I can see everything perfectly clearly."

Qin Jiaojiao said confidently.

"That's what they call 'the onlooker sees more of the game than the participant!'"

Xu Wanyun fell silent.

She recalled the way Wang Long looked at her, gentle and focused.

My heart started racing again.

"Master, since my father is restraining himself, why don't you take the initiative?"

Qin Jiaojiao sat up from her lap, put her hands on her hips, and looked at her with a disappointed expression.

"Do you really want to miss out like this? To grow old alone?"

Xu Wanyun kept her head down, engrossed in reading, despite having many suitors.

But she had absolutely no experience.

It's really too much to ask Xu Wanyun to take the initiative.

"I...I don't know what to do..."

"Oh, what's so difficult about that?"

Qin Jiaojiao leaned close to her ear, lowered her voice, and whispered something.

Xu Wanyun's face grew increasingly red as she stared at her in disbelief.

"You...you little brat, where did you learn all this?"