Chapter 58: Encounter in the Back Garden

  Wei Zifu smiled at me and turned to ask Yi Qianxun, "Have you seen my father?" Although he was just a child, his words already had a hint of arrogance, indeed a true son of a tiger.

  Chihiro was taken aback by Wei Zifu's demeanor and nodded in approval: "This is just a gathering of like-minded scholars hosted by the Marquis to discuss state affairs, not a meeting with him." He said, "Besides, the Marquis is a busy nobleman, how would he have time to see us?"

  I saw him speak with a demeanor and tone that were just right, neither arrogant nor humble, perfectly portraying a young man full of grand ambitions and noble aspirations. Indeed, he is worthy of being called the "number one talented youth", truly having something extraordinary about him.

  Wei Zifu nodded, looking very understanding, it seems that he has become a little adult.

  I couldn't help but laugh when I thought of his spoiled and mischievous look, and I couldn't resist touching his head again. Every time I touch him, he always loses all his defenses, smiling brightly as he raises his head and looks up at me with a joyful expression.

  Yi Qianxun secretly glanced at me, and when I looked back at him, he quickly averted his eyes, not daring to look at me again. His face turned bright red with embarrassment. This expression of his made me feel even more uncomfortable.

  It's just fate, I suppose.

  "By the way, the poem you made for Chihiro's name is an excellent ancient verse. Chihiro admires your talent." Yuzuki suddenly remembered something and bowed to me with a fist.

  I was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he thought I wrote the poem. A sense of vanity rose in my heart, and I shamelessly acknowledged, "You're overpraising me."

  He smiled slightly and said: "Miss's talent must be no less than Sen's, Sen is really ashamed."

  Wei Zifu stared blankly at us, and when she heard this, said: "Sister, what poem have you written?"

  Chihiro hesitated for a moment, then pulled out the flower crest that I had given to his friend last time and handed it over to Wei Zifu: "Let Young Master Wang take a look."

  Wei Zifu slightly nodded and handed it over to her grandfather.

  The flower petal had written on it: "After searching for him in the midst of a thousand paces, suddenly turning back, that person was actually at the place where the lanterns were dimly lit!" My brushwork is really a bit sorry to behold, I had been pondering it for half a day when I was at Song Fu's place and came up with this feather pen, which works just like an atomic pen. The characters written with it are delicate and fine, so it looks pretty good after all.