Seeing Guo Yun being unpretentious at all, Ling Zhiyan smiled and said, “Miss Guo, you have to be polite, it’s just a simple task.” She had to say that Guo Yun is indeed likable, and she has a feeling of sincerity, whether it is speaking or expression.
Guo Yun said, “It’s not as good as our sisters. Today I feel like I’m having a good time when I see you!” Guo Yun’s temperament is also gentle and cheerful, and his voice is very nice, which makes people feel comfortable at first sight.
“Of course, I’m polite.” Ling Zhiyan nodded with a smile.
Guo Yun’s fiancé is the son of the prefect of Jiangzhou, named Gu Qin. The two were childhood sweethearts. Later, they separated because of the transfer of their fathers. Jiangzhou has always been a key marching place and wanted to be
At first, Xiao Nanjun would become so vulnerable. The most important thing was Guo Yun’s death.
The two chatted. Guo Yun didn’t go out much on weekdays, and they only heard a lot about Shengducheng. Although Ling Zhiyan didn’t go out much, she knew more than Guo Yun.
“I can’t find a good choice for my sister’s calligraphy and paintings. I was fortunate to see the ink treasures left by my sister on the walls of Xiaoxing Tower.” Ling Zhiyan said.
Guo Yun smiled and said, “It’s just a clumsy skill, just a little bit of fur.”
Ling Zhiyan smiled. She knew that Guo Yun’s talents were learned from that fiancé.
Gu Qin, the son of the prefect of Jiangzhou, is the top scholar, but because Xiao Nanjun targeted Guo Yun, although Gu Qin was the top scholar in the end, he was not valued. A literati finally returned to Jiangzhou to be the chief clerk of a military camp, which made many people sigh.
The two of them finally arrived at Qianliting along the way. Guo Yun got out of the carriage and thanked Ling Zhiyan and went to find their father and brother first. Ling Zhiyan watched Guo Yun, thinking that such a woman should not be destroyed by Xiao Nanjun.
Xue got off the carriage and saw Ling Zhiyan and Guo Yun coming together to make a carriage, so she asked. Ling Zhiyan only said that she had helped and didn’t say much about the others.
There were many people around Qianli Pavilion, so Ling Zhiyan pulled Ling Ruoxuan for a walk by the lake, and Hanxiang and Ayimu were carefully picking poles by the water.