Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 83: Embroidery(1/2)

As soon as she entered the room, Chen Ling'er saw Xiao Fangzheng standing affectionately on Shen Xingliu's shoulder, nuzzling his neck with his little head.

Her face turned red when she saw it, and she grabbed it and scolded it.

But Xiao Fang rolled his eyes very humanely, going in one ear and out the other, thinking it was just deaf ears.

Chen Ling'er lowered her head helplessly and had no choice but to let it go. Xiao Fang had such a temper that I didn't know who he was. It was really difficult to discipline...

"Gu..."

An embarrassing sound suddenly came out, and Chen Ling'er's face suddenly turned red.

Only then did she think that she had come out in a hurry in the morning and hadn't had time to have breakfast yet...

"Little sister, how about... sit down and eat some together."

At this time, Tang Xuanxuan walked over slowly, took her wrist, and said softly: "Elder Cangzhu sent too many meals today, and we can't finish them..."

"Wow, is it really possible?" Chen Ling'er's eyes flashed with stars as she said excitedly: "Sister, you are such a nice person, unlike..."

"Unlike, some people are really bad..."

Chen Ling'er, who was originally here to settle accounts, saw Elder Cangzhu sitting aside with a dark face, so he didn't dare to be presumptuous, but he still nodded.

"Ahem..."

Shen Xingliu sat upright, feeling a little guilty, "What about that, everyone eat quickly, it won't taste good after a while when it gets cold..."

Although she didn't know what happened, Cang Zhu looked around and still felt something was wrong...

Chen Ling'er readily accepted the invitation and came to sit down at the table. However, when her injured buttocks touched the cold and hard bamboo chair, she almost cried out in pain.

"hiss···"

I saw her clenching a small fist and slowly sitting down.

Cang Zhu asked in confusion: "Ling'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah, I'm fine, I'm fine..." Chen Ling'er shuddered and found it difficult to speak. She could only say that she felt a little unwell.

You can't say that you came here in the middle of the night to take a peek and got hit with a stone on your butt.

No, absolutely can't say it, it's really embarrassing...

"Come on, come on, eat steamed buns, eat steamed buns..."

As if afraid that Elder Cangzhu would ask further questions, Chen Ling'er picked up a bun in each hand, stuffed one into the elder's mouth, and then ate the other with some guilt.

Since he doesn't want to talk about it, Cang Zhu won't ask anymore. There should be no big problem.

...

"What did you say, Ling'er started a fight with someone?"

A female disciple came to the dining room and reported what she saw and heard to the Valley Master's wife. The Valley Master went to the back mountain and has not come back yet.

Hearing that Chen Ling'er was fighting with someone, Chen Han slapped the table and the dishes and chopsticks on the table jumped. She raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Who is that person? Where is he now?"

"Uh, Mrs. Valley Master," the female disciple bowed and clasped her fists, trembling with fright, and replied, "That person is the young Valley Master's guest, and the Valley Master invited him to rest in the Yicui Courtyard."

"Oh? Guest? Still in Yicui Courtyard..."

This hospital only welcomes guests to stay when distinguished guests come. It seems that this person really has some skills.

"Hurry up and tell me in detail!"

The disciple hurriedly responded and told everything he had learned.

I told them all at once, including what happened at Taniguchi yesterday.

At first, Chen Han thought that this person was here to kick the mountain gate, but later, her brows gradually relaxed, and it turned out to be a misunderstanding...

"What are the names of these two people?"

The disciple recalled it and said: "The man's name is Shen Xingliu, who is quite famous, and the woman's name seems to be Tang, Tang Xuanxuan."

"Well, it turned out to be them..."

Chen Han was shocked. She had just received a letter from her brother a few days ago. Although the letter was vague, it also told her about the poison and said that the poison was cured by a woman.

Now, my brother is fine.

"Does Mrs. Valley Master know them?" the female disciple asked doubtfully.

"Oh, I'm not sure yet..."

After receiving the letter, Chen Han immediately wrote to inquire. It was not until yesterday that he received a reply. The letter mentioned the two people's surnames in an extremely vague way.

"Let's do this. Instruct the kitchen to add two more meat dishes to Yicui Xiaoyuan at noon..."

The female disciple was a little confused after hearing this. She didn't understand why the Valley Master's wife was so interested in these two people.

Still... so good?

But he still responded and immediately went down to inform the kitchen to prepare.

...

After breakfast, Cangzhu went to deal with various matters in the valley.

Chen Ling'er didn't seem to want to leave, so she stayed in the small courtyard, calling Brother Shen one after another, and put all the blame on Xiao Fang. It was because he didn't want to leave, not me...

"Brother Shen, you drink tea..."

It must be said that this small Yicui courtyard is really comfortable. It has all kinds of daily necessities, not only needlework for making women's beauties, but also several ancient books on the shelves.

Chen Ling'er even took out a can of tea from the cabinet and asked Xiao He to get the tea set.

Tea leaves are green tea, and the leaves are jade-white, hence the name "white tea".

Perhaps because of his poor tea brewing technique, there was still a piece of tea leaf in the cup, rising and falling in the tea soup.

Shen Xingliu was sitting at the low table in the courtyard reading a book. When he saw this, he smiled slightly, put down the book in his hand, took the tea cup, and took a sip.

When you put it in your mouth, the aroma of tea overflows, the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth, and your internal organs are even more comfortable.

"Good tea, good tea..."

Shen Xingliu glanced at Chen Ling'er, who was looking forward to it, and said lightly: "But, it still doesn't work!"

He is smart and naturally knows what the little girl wants, but if you want to learn and I teach you, wouldn't it be very shameful for me?

"Huh, if you don't want to teach, you won't teach. I, I haven't learned yet..."

Chen Ling'er stamped her little feet and said all angry words. Then she rolled her eyes and turned back to the house.

As for Xiao Fang, the little traitor, he is now attached to Shen Xingliu and follows him wherever he goes without paying any attention to her as his master.

Unable to find a breakthrough from him, she had no choice but to pester Tang Xuanxuan.

"Hey, Sister Xuanxuan, what are you embroidering?"

When she came to the house, Chen Ling'er saw Tang Xuanxuan sitting by the window, embroidering something stitch by stitch. After taking a closer look, she was surprised to find...

"Oh! Isn't this Xiao Fang?"

Although the embroidery has not yet been completed, you can tell what it is embroidered from the outline.

"That's it, sister Ling'er, do you want to try it?"

"Ah...I, let me forget it..." Chen Ling'er waved her hand repeatedly, but Tang Xuanxuan still held her hand and asked her to sit down.

As for the injury, it had already been cured by Tang Xuanxuan. Although the people in Fire Dragon Valley were also proficient in pharmacology, Chen Ling'er was obviously not a good student and knew nothing about alchemy.

But she happens to have the best knowledge in the valley, which is really enviable.

About two hours later.

"Oh, it's too difficult!"

Chen Ling'er threw the silk handkerchief in her hand on the table and cried bitterly: "Sister Xuanxuan, how do you embroider so well? You can embroider so well, unlike me..."

"What a mess..."

At this moment, while the two of them were not paying attention, one person stretched out a hand out of thin air and picked up the silk handkerchief on the table, and joked:

"Hey, are you still embroidering sparrows here?"

Shen Xingliu looked at it with interest. The silk handkerchief was densely covered with threads and messy. At first glance, it looked like a sparrow with fried feathers.

"Puff..."

After Tang Xuanxuan heard this, she couldn't help laughing and her face turned red with laughter.

"Oh, please give it back to me quickly..." Chen Ling'er stretched out her hand to grab it, fearing that Xiao Fang would see it.

Xiao Fang flew into the house and took a look. He was immediately furious. Why did he embroider himself so ugly?

"Jiji..."

So he flew to Chen Ling'er's head and kept using his mouth to nuzzle his head.

"Ouch, it hurts..."
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage