A group of people came, brushing against the flowers and willows as they walked.

  The one walking in the front was a young man with a wide robe and large sleeves. The young man had long legs and a slender waist, his skin was fair and clean, his nose was straight and his lips were thin, his eyes were bright and full of emotions. He wore wooden shoes and walked leisurely. As he moved, his wide robe and large sleeves fluttered in the early spring breeze, giving off an airy and carefree feeling. Truly, he had a remarkable bone structure, like a jade tree swaying gently in the wind!

  Behind the young man, there were three other youths of similar age. Although they also wore long gowns with wide sleeves and had their belts fluttering in the wind, one of them even had powder on his face, but whether it was their demeanor or facial features, they were far inferior to the youth walking at the front.

  When she saw the young man approaching, Ah Greens face turned bright red. She had just lowered her head, but quickly raised it again, and her big eyes kept glancing at the young man who was walking in front of her. Every time she looked at him, her eyes sparkled a little more.

  She saw her dazed and confused, with a somewhat bewildered expression, Zhang Qi stretched out his elbow to nudge her, then bent his knee in a slight bow, softly calling out: "Have you met the young master?" As soon as her voice fell, Ah-Lü also came back to herself, hastily and flusteredly performing the ritual greeting: "This servant has seen the young master."

  The boy walking in front couldnt help but glance at A Lu with great interest, his eyes shifting to glance over Zhang Qi.

  He glanced over and for some reason, he stared at Zhang Qi again.

  At this time, Zhang Gui had her eyebrows lowered and eyes cast down, with a thick fringe covering half of her face. What was there to look at? Yet the young man kept staring and gazing.

  Seeing him staring at Zhang Qi, a dark-skinned youth walked up and glanced at Zhang Qi with a smile: "Whats wrong, the Xiao Lang who overturned Jiankang likes this little girl?"

  As soon as he said this sentence, he felt quite funny and burst out laughing.

  Xiao Lang turned his head and glanced at him, shook his head, and for some reason, he couldnt help but look at Zhang Qi again. When he met her still lowered eyebrows, he couldnt help but feel a little disappointed.

  Just as he walked out of the woods, he happened to see this little girl smile, and although she was just an ordinary little girl, somehow that one smile had a beauty like a bright moon shining in a clear mountain stream. But in the blink of an eye, the smile disappeared, and now looking at her again, she was just an extremely ordinary little girl, as if what he saw earlier was just his own illusion.

  Another young man burst out laughing: "Whats wrong with this little girl? Twenty-seven brother, youre still too young to understand the beauty of a maiden in her early twenties. Besides, that little maid is also a silly and amusing fool." He said this as he winked at Xiao Lang repeatedly, "Amo, dont you think so?"

  Xiao Mo smiled wryly, just about to respond, when a series of footsteps came from behind. Immediately after, a middle-aged mans bright laughter rang out, "In the blink of an eye youve all disappeared, making me search high and low, only to find you gathered here!"

  A middle-aged mans voice came over and two young men simultaneously turned their heads to pay respects, "Weve seen Twelfth Uncle."

  Having heard this, Ah Lu finally woke up from her infatuation. She poked Zhang Qi and said in a low voice: "Ah Qi, this is your father, hurry up and call him!"

  Thinking of the importance of recognizing relatives, Ah Lu has completely thrown Xiao Mo aside. "What are you still dazing about? Come forward." By the end, Ah Lus voice had taken on a few shades of tension and anxiety.

  She is more anxious than herself.

  Zhang Qi smiled and glanced at A Lu, finally raising her head to look seriously at her father.

  In her past memories, there seemed to be such a father, but his appearance and personality had also become blurred.

  The man in front of me appears to be in his thirties, with a rectangular face shape and fair skin. His features are delicate and slightly feminine, and he has a warm smile and gentle eyes.

  As she looked, Zhang Qi felt a little dazed. Although they had been separated for two lifetimes, at this moment, looking at her biological father in this body, she unexpectedly felt a subtle longing.

  Just as Zhang Qi was staring at her father, Zhang Shierlang had already walked over. His eyes scanned the crowd of young people before landing on Zhang Qi and A Lu. With a glance, he smiled and said: "Its actually these two maidservants who have stopped the beautiful jade of the Zhang Xiao and Lin families?"

  Among the laughter of the young people, he swung his right hand and said, "Everyone in the mansion has been waiting for a long time, lets go." After finishing speaking, he took the lead to turn around and prepare to leave.

  Ah Lu stood beside Zhang Qi, anxiously tapping her foot. Seeing that Zhang Qi was staring blankly at his own father, she could no longer hold back. She loudly called out: "You, youre Shier Lang, right?" Zhang Shier Langs footsteps paused, and he turned his head along with the other young men.

  Before they could speak, Ah Lu, afraid that her words would be interrupted, stuttered and pointed at Zhang Qi, saying: "She, she is your daughter, dont you remember?"

  Everyone looked over together.

  Facing everyones gaze, Ah Lus face turned red as if blood was about to drip from it, her lips trembling, wanting to say something, but not a single word could be uttered.

  Zhang Qi saw this and hastily reached out to hold her hand.

  She pinched Ah Lus palm, calming her down. After that, Zhang Qi let go of her and took small steps forward, kneeling down to make a bow to Zhang Shi-er Lang, calling out in a crisp voice: "Daughter Zhang Qi has seen Father."

  "Zhang Qi?" Zhang Shierlang was slightly surprised, and then he suddenly said: "Its you, youre Ah Qi, my daughter."

  He finally remembered that three months ago, he had sent someone to pick up this daughter.

  As soon as he understood, he smiled and turned to the several young men and said: "This childs mother is from the countryside. I just found out about her recently and brought this child here."

  One sentence revealed Zhang Qis identity as a private-born daughter.

  Many young people didnt care about Zhang Qi at all: she was just a private-born daughter.

  Zhang Erlangs enthusiasm was only so high, he nodded towards Zhang Qi and said warmly: "Since youre here, thats good. Alright, Old Li."

  He turned around and said to a hunchbacked dark skinny man: "This child is my flesh and blood, you arrange it."

  "Yes."

  "Tell your wife about this."

  "Yes."

  Having said this, Zhang Shi-erlang turned to Zhang Qi and asked casually: "Qier, do you have any requests?"

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