Jia Lian's martial arts practice was a little shorter tonight. When he was returning home, he passed by Li Wan Courtyard and saw that the whole garden was dark and deserted. Jia Lian felt a little desolate in his heart.

He found that since Li Wan moved into Grand View Garden, he was not so active in practicing martial arts every day...

He shook his head and smiled, and continued to move forward. He noticed a figure shaking slightly in the corner of the wall. Judging from his body shape, he thought it was a maid.

If an ordinary maid should come forward to greet him when she saw him, how could she be so sneaky? So Jia Lian took two steps forward, blocked the rest of the way, and said coldly: "Come out."

Following his words, a girl in plain clothes walked out of the darkness with her head buried in plain clothes.

"Master Hou..."

"Why are you? What are you doing here?"

Jia Lian's expression immediately softened when he saw Zhi'er in the Cuicui nunnery.

"Slave...slave..."

Zhi'er seems to be very afraid of Jia Lian. He opened his mouth a few times but didn't know how to speak. This is different from the time he was in Shuiyue Temple, even when he was caught and interrogated by Feng Jie'er and others, he was not afraid of life and death, and could still be righteous.

The answer is completely different.

She seemed to be aware of her own cowardice and incompetence, and suddenly her expression swelled, and she knelt down straight on the spot, kowtowing: "I am here to invite the second master to go up the mountain and take a look at our young lady!"

This sentence is very clever.

Jia Lian couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with her? Is she sick?"

There was a hint of nervousness in Jia Lian's voice. He was very concerned about Miaoyu, otherwise he wouldn't have tried every possible means to provoke her and lure her to the capital when he was in Suzhou.

Although it was her own choice not to return to secular life as a concubine, Jia Lian still felt a little guilty every time she thought of leaving her alone on the deserted Dancui Mountain.

But I heard Zhi'er say: "No... no, our lady is sick. She is lovesick. She looks forward to the Marquis to visit her every day, but the Marquis has not visited her for a long time. In the past few days,

The slave girl saw that she didn't want to eat or drink. Yesterday, she was drinking tea alone in the yard and stayed there until midnight. The slave girl felt distressed when she saw her.

Seeing that she was like this again today, the slave couldn't bear it, so she sneaked down the mountain, just to invite the Marquis to see her. The slave knew that people were talking lightly, and also knew that the Marquis was busy on weekdays, but regardless of whether the Marquis went or not, she still invited

Give me a sure message so that I can go back and persuade my young lady to stop waiting so stupidly!"

Jia Lian knew from the beginning that this smart boy was brave, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated her. Her next words actually meant to question him.

It can be said that in the entire Rong Ning Mansion, no matter whether they are the mistress or the servant girls, whether they are favored by him or not, there are very few girls who dare to speak to him in this tone.

But Jia Lian is not angry yet. Because if this girl has not lied, then she is a loyal person. She is complaining about Miaoyu, so Jia Lian will naturally be tolerant.

Thinking back to the fact that I have been busy every day with matters related to the Shenji camp recently, it is true that I have not been to Huocui Temple for a while. With Miaoyu's aloof and withdrawn temperament, it is not surprising that she would have random thoughts and see the moon and feel sad.

So he said: "I understand what you said. You can go back. Although you are now secular, you are still your lady's maid. Running to the house so late at night will give your lady a bad reputation. Every one or two days, I will

I almost always go into the garden. If you want to find me next time, you can wait inside the garden gate."

Zhi'er was actually brave enough to say that. After she finished speaking, she was still a little scared and uneasy. When she found that Jia Lian did not react with the impatience and anger she expected, but instead said this, she felt excited and knew that

This is the right time, Jia Lian will definitely go up the mountain to see their young lady!

So he immediately replied: "Don't worry, Mr. Marquis, I thought about it when I came out. If anyone asks me, I will tell you that I sent peace and blessings to the ladies in the house on the order of our lady. But no one asked, at the gate of the garden

It was empty, so I slipped out as soon as I could."

As he said this, Zhi'er showed a flattering expression to Jia Lian.

She is no more than a cardamom, very handsome and fresh, and with short hair, she looks very different from other little maids in the house. At this time, her timid and flattering eyes make her look particularly pure.

Jia Lian couldn't help but take another look, then turned his head, waved back and left.

Zhi'er knelt on the spot, watching Jia Lian's back until he disappeared, then he got up in a hurry, patted his sarong, aimed in one direction, and ran away quickly.

I returned to Caicui Temple in the dark. Just as I was about to go back to the meditation room, I heard a cold and faint voice: "Where have you been?"

Zhi'er was startled unexpectedly, and then she stammered back that she went down the mountain to play with Fang Guan.

Fang Guan is a young actor in Lixiangyuan Middle School. Because of her lively nature and upright actions, she gets along well with the little maids in the garden. Although Zhi'er is not a big fan of Cui Cui'an, she also recognizes her, so she uses it as a speech at this time.

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Under the rose stand in the darkness, I don't know whether the beauty believed her words or didn't care at all. She was quiet for a moment and listened to the instructions: "Go and boil a pot of water for me."

"yes."

Zhi'er took the order and went, and the small courtyard with scattered potted plants became quiet again, and only heard a soft sigh from the beauty.

Suddenly there was the sound of slight footsteps, and then a person sat down on the stone bench next to him. This made the beautiful lady who looked up at the moon frown and said displeasedly: "Didn't I ask you to boil water and make tea with me?

Now he is even more lazy and doesn’t even listen to my words.”

"Whoever doesn't listen to you, come and listen to me, and I will teach her a lesson with you."

The familiar voice lingered beside her, which shocked the beauty. After a long time, she slowly turned her head, and through the dim moonlight, she finally saw the face that she had been thinking about day and night.

He is still so clean, with an intoxicating and resentful joking.

The beauty's calm face suddenly showed a bit of stiffness, she suddenly stood up and raised her legs to leave.

How could Jia Lian, who had just climbed over the wall, agree? He immediately grabbed the beauty's soft little hand and pulled her into his arms.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Let me go..."

The beauty's struggle and words made it easy for Jia Lian to understand that she was angry and needed to be coaxed.

Then he smiled and said: "I heard the call of the moon, saying that there is a beautiful woman here who misses me day and night, so I came to find out.

Why is it that when I just arrived, this stunning beauty is leaving?"

When Miaoyu heard this, she realized that Jia Lian had seen her looking at the moon and thinking deeply about it just now, so he used it to make fun of her.

So he became more and more dissatisfied and struggled hard, but still couldn't do it. He could only curse angrily: "Who misses you so much? I am not a peerless beauty, I am just an ordinary monk in the Buddhist hall!"

Let me go, I stink like hell!"

Miaoyu was angry at this time. The reason was naturally that Jia Lian was resentful for not coming to see her for so long.

But despite all the resentment in his heart, as soon as he saw Jia Lian's face, it completely dissipated and his heart was filled with joy.

This kind of joy was contrary to the instinctive anger, and the master did not know how to express it. Suddenly, he smelled the breath of hot sweat on Jia Lian's body. The breath was originally very light, but when it fell on his lover, it seemed so...

It's rich, mixed with the numbness and trembling caused by the other person's embrace of your body, making you feel confused.

In order to get rid of this feeling of being unable to adapt, she could only verbally scold him.

Jia Lian laughed.

He knew that Miaoyu had a mysophobia, so he originally wanted to go back and wash himself before appeasing Miaoyu.

But before entering the courtyard, he thought that if Sister Feng was at home, he would have to make up words to coax her, which would be futile, so he simply turned around and came directly here.

He wasn't afraid of getting Miaoyu drunk. It wasn't like he hadn't taken a shower for many days. He was probably just hot and sweaty and would dissipate as soon as the wind blew. Who knew that Miaoyu was so sensitive to smells that she fell into his arms and scolded him like this?

stand up.

He didn't care at all, but he also felt that Miaoyu had a little more quirks and was a bit unsociable, so he, as the lover she longed for, gave her a break.

So he deliberately hugged Miaoyu tighter, put his mouth and nose against her neck and ears, and said with a smile: "I just finished practicing my boxing, and when I heard the greeting from the Moon God, I came here to see you without even returning home.

, do you really don’t appreciate it at all?”

"Bah, who wants to take your favor? You...a heartless person..."

Miaoyu originally wanted to be tough, but when it came to the 'emotional' part, she felt so sad and grievances that not only her voice dropped, but her body also became calm.

Jia Lian kissed her neck briefly. When her body and mind trembled, she asked with a smile: "Why am I the one who betrayed my heart?"

How could Miaoyu be willing to answer, turning her head to show that someone knew clearly.

"Could you be blaming me for not coming to see you during this time?"

"Hmph. Who am I? How dare you come and see me? What does my life and death have to do with you?"

Uh, why does Jia Lian feel that this tone is familiar yet strange at the same time? By the way, this seems to be the tone of Daiyu’s little girl!

Maybe I was too kind to that little girl, and I haven't heard from her for a long time. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to cool off Daiyu for a while, and then go see her again, so that I can hear the authentic and bitter words.

I was having fun with myself in my mind, but my body didn't stop attacking Miaoyu.

Just listen to him say: "You don't have to blame me. I didn't come to see you. The fault is not mine, but yours."

Miaoyu originally expected that Jia Lian would use sweet words to coax her, or say that she had serious business and was too busy. Among them, the latter was the last thing she wanted to hear, and the former... If what he said was true, she could reluctantly forgive him...

Who would have known that Jia Lian wouldn't choose any of them, but would blame her instead.

Even though she considered herself smart, she didn't know what Jia Lian meant. She could only look at Jia Lian blankly, as if asking, did I hear wrongly, or have you really changed your mind and made up your mind to part ways with him?

Already?

In view of this, even the simplest reaction of anger has been forgotten.

Seeing this, Jia Lian pecked his lips slightly. It was cold, delicate, filled with the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of tea, and it was refreshing to taste.

But he knew that the beauty might react at any time, so he didn't dare to comment too much. Then he raised his head and looked down at the beauty seriously, "Why are you so dazed? Do you think I am joking with you?"

It's your fault in the first place. Who told you to be born with such a graceful and beautiful face? It makes ordinary people like me feel distraught every time we see you.

I don’t dare to be rude to the beautiful lady, for fear that the beautiful lady will not get along with me in anger, then I will suffer heavy losses and regret it.

You said, if it were me, would I still dare to come and see you?"
To be continued...