Ayu Suian

Pure hate turns into pure love? Double wear? In fact, four wear Song Zhiyu and Shen Sui'an were childhood sweethearts who hated each other because when they were young, Shen Sui'an played hide-and-seek with Song Zhiyu and accidentally left her where she was while eating at home. Before leaving, he told her, "Wait for me here, don't run around." As a result, they were gone for four hours. By the time Shen Sui'an remembered this, Song Zhiyu had already cried and ran home to complain to her parents. After Shen Sui'an's parents found out about this, they took a reluctant Shen Sui'an to the Song family to apologize. Song's father and Song's mother said that it was understandable that the child was naughty, but they could not leave their precious daughter where she was. After that, the two families still couldn't get along. Shen Sui'an's parents sent people to bring in a lot of Song Zhiyu's favorite things to play with. When they saw the little girl smiling again, they felt relieved and went home to deal with this brat. ... It turned out that it was obvious that they were tired of each other from then on, and when they met they would either scold each other or fight each other. The dogs passing by and the grass in the flower beds were all spared when he was scolded harshly. But when they were scolding each other again, the two traveled through time, it was so cliché. In the 16th year of the Sui and Qing Dynasties, Song Zhiyu passed into Song Zhiyu, the daughter of Song Rui, the Minister of Rites, while Shen Sui'an passed into Shen Sui'an, the son of Shen Wengong, the Minister of Punishments, and captured the horse in a strange way. ———— "Where is this! Damn it, your uncle Shen Sui'an dares to play tricks on me!" A burst of curses came from Zhao Xueyuan... In Jingde Pavilion, Shen Sui'an was not as surprised as Song Zhiyu. He was a little shocked when he first crossed over. However, after questioning five servants in a row, he gradually accepted the fact that he had traveled through time. ———— In the 17th year of the Sui Dynasty, when Shen Sui'an was a high school student, he went to the palace to meet the saint. The more the saint read, the more he liked his articles. He praised: "The direct son of the Shen family, the sharp edge of his writing is hidden in the edge, but the bones are visible. His writing style is clean and graceful, but he has integrity. At such a young age, he has such broad-mindedness and insight. He is really a great talent of our great Sui Dynasty!" The Holy Emperor's fingertips rubbed the powerful handwriting on the memorial, and his eyes fell on Shen Sui'an, who was dressed in navy blue and had lowered eyebrows at the foot of the stairs. His tone added a bit of warmth: "Look up and let me see what kind of grace it is that can write such a beautiful article." Shen Sui'an passed the imperial examination and was awarded the title of Shaoqing of Dali Temple in high school. As soon as he came out of the hall, he saw Song Zhiyu leaning under the red pillar. He smiled softly, and then walked over casually, "Why, Miss Song is also here to congratulate me on being named the Shaoqing of Dali Temple in high school?" Song Zhiyu rolled his eyes at him, "Is my brain or eyesight bad? Are you in high school like me?" Does the dime matter?" The smile on Shen Sui'an's face did not fade. "Oh? The distinguished Miss Song didn't come here to wait for me, so she was really out of her mind." After hearing this, Song Zhiyu kicked him and strangled him. "I tell you, keep your mouth clean and be careful not to be beaten to death by the carriage." ———— "Do you... Like me?" - "Yes, I like it" "How much do you like it?" - "The whole Sui and Qing Dynasty couldn't pretend to like it" —— "The law of time, we all want good luck as we travel through mountains and rivers." "Ayu, everything in the world is not one ten thousandth as good as you." —— "The stars tonight are different from last night." "Same." "Shen Shilu, are you stupid? How could it be possible..." "I mean you're always there for me, you're my star." —— The 21st day of the twelfth lunar month in the 18th year of the Sui and Qing Dynasties The letter of spring is coming, the plum blossoms are blooming through the snow Red silk hanging high, gongs and drums noisy Everyone knows that it is the wedding day for the youngest daughter of the Song family and the legitimate son of the Shen family. Song Zhiyu smiled and wore red makeup, wearing a red hijab and holding a delicate and heavy round fan in his hand. Sitting in the boudoir waiting for Shen Suian. After a while it became noisy outside, followed by the young man's chuckle. Song Zhiyu looked at Shen Sui'an through the hijab. He seemed to be sensing it, and their eyes met for a moment. Shen Sui'an stretched out his slender and beautiful hand and smiled at her, "Let's go, Ayu" As soon as Song Zhiyu put his hands on him, he felt a light weight on his body and was picked up by Shen Sui'an. … In the evening, Shen Mansion Shen Sui'an helped Song Zhiyu take off the accessories on his head with great care. "I'll ask my wife, Yuyu, for more advice from now on." Shen Suian looked at Song Zhiyu in the bronze mirror. Song Zhiyu smiled brightly at him, "I'll ask Shi Lu to take care of me from now on." "Didn't I take care of you since you were little?" "Nonsense! That was obviously a quarrel and scolding each other!" "Okay, okay..." —— Two nameplates hang on the tall evergreen tree: "May all the wishes of the times come true. As spring passes and autumn comes, I will ride with you." ——Song Zhiyu "Have a good year, Ayu." ——Shen Suian —— Intention: Continuous self-improvement