Zhang Jian came to the palace with a stack of poetry collections, waiting nervously for the passage. After a while, the servant invited him to the hall behind him.

In the past month, the collection of poems has been printed. Zhang Jian took the initiative to stop the delivery work, first sent everyone else's, and finally came to the palace to ask for a meeting.

When he arrived in the hall, he saw Wang Yaomiao sitting there waiting. When he saw him coming in, he got up to greet him, smiled and said, "Young Master Zhang, we are meeting again."

"Hello, Miss Wang!" Zhang Jian pretended to be calm and returned the gift: "Today I will send you a collection of poems, so you can count it."

Seeing his nervous look, Wang Yaomiao was amused, but said, "No need to count it. I naturally trust the character of the young master. Speaking of which, the last time the young master rescued him on the street, he had never thanked him."

"I didn't help anything. If it was Miss Wang..." Zhang Jian said in a daze: "Miss Wang will be careful next time. If you go out, you can call me. I will definitely sacrifice my life to protect you!"

Although his hands and feet were flustered, his words were firm, as if he was really trying to fight with others.

My heart warmed up and thought: No one has protected me so sincerely? Last time, I was the same. I knew I was not an opponent, but I was still standing in front of me. I was so cute!

"Okay, then next time I go shopping, I will call Mr. Zhang, okay?" Wang Yaomiao said casually.

She was originally a free and easy person, but she was not a fool. Her father has been an official since she was a child. All the people who treat her good deeds are to use her identity to please her father.

So she has not many friends, only a few, and Shiqing was the last to meet her.

These are either elders have higher identities than their father, or they are old friends of their father, or they are not aware of her identity, but they are not utilitarian in their knowledge of her identity.

How could the daughter of a prefect be given to her for being influenced by the worldly style of the officialdom since childhood?

However, this young master Zhang is really interesting. Every time he sees him, he unexpectedly. The first time he is not afraid of power, he wants to protect her, the second time he unexpectedly shows his talent in writing lyrics, and the third time he knows his identity and dares to threaten to protect her.

Wang Yaomiao felt more and more that Zhang Jian was an interesting person. It seemed that the invitation was free and casual, but it was actually a test.

"Ah?" Zhang Jian didn't seem to have achieved his goal so simply. Last time Zhang Wei told him that he should try to make her happy when he comes this time, and then the ultimate goal is to leave a hook and meet again next time.

Unexpectedly, before she could make her happy, the final goal was achieved. Zhang Jian looked at Wang Yaomiao blankly, unable to believe it for a moment.

"Hello~What's wrong?" Wang Yaomiao saw that he was stupid there, and did not refuse, nor agreed. He covered his mouth and chuckled, and couldn't help but quip: "Don't Mr. Zhang want to go? I don't know how to reject me?"

"No, no!" Zhang Jian quickly rejected it, as if his brain was cramped, and actually said, "Are you the only one of me going?"

Wang Yaomiao's face turned red at this moment. She had never gone out with the man alone. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jian was so abrupt.

"No, no!" Zhang Jian quickly explained, but his mouth seemed to be knotted again, and he explained: "There is also a maid!"

Wang Yaomiao blushed and felt a little confused. Seeing his panic, he finally realized that he didn't mean it, he was so stupid and cute!

"No, no!" Zhang Jian was extremely panicked. He tried hard to recall what Zhang Wei said, his mind was blank, he only thought of the courageous and thick-skinned, and he remedyed with two keywords, "I just want to go shopping with the lady! Yes, I just want to!"

Although it was a mess, Wang Yaomiao already understood that he wanted to agree, but he didn't know how to respond. He spoke in a panic and said angrily: "If you want to go, you want to go. Young Master, don't talk nonsense anymore!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Zhang Jian swallowed anxiously and said embarrassedly: "I don't know why. I am not like this in normal times. I will only be like this when I see Miss Wang!"

This is not as good as what I said just now, and I confessed it in disguise. Wang Yaomiao was so shy that she didn't know how to answer. No matter how free and easy she was, she had never passed through this kind of situation.

If someone usually said this to her, she would definitely feel that she was teasing her, but Zhang Jian's words seemed particularly sincere, and Wang Yaomiao believed that what he said was true.
Chapter completed!