Fu Tingyun brewed tea and turned around and saw Zhao Ling's eyes falling on the ink painting she drew.

Her paintings have never been very spiritual, and her fifth cousin once laughed at her: "You can draw flowers."

Seeing Zhao Ling staring at her painting, Fu Tingyun's ears were even burning red.

"A piece of it fell off the wall..." she murmured, "It's not at home... I live temporarily... I thought of this method... I didn't draw it well..." I wish I could pull off the painting, and I secretly blamed myself. The same is true for pasting it with paper. Why do I have to pay attention to beauty and paint the painting and paste it on it!

Zhao Ling thought she was uneasy because he saw the work of the boudoir, and smiled and said, "I think it's pretty good!"

He thinks this is a good painting?

Her landscape paintings are imitated by Xia Gui, a famous landscape painting master in the previous dynasty. Although this painting is only a few strokes, it is her best.

"Is that true?" Fu Tingyun was overjoyed.

Zhao Ling nodded and sat down on the Taishi chair beside him: "It is really rare to paste a painting he drew on the wall where the wall is peeling off, it is both troublesome, money, and elegant!"

Fu Tingyun's smile was a little stiff.

It turns out that what he said was "very good" means that she had a good idea... not her good drawing!

Zhao Ling lowered his head and held the teacup, but did not notice any abnormality in Fu Tingyun.

When the teacup lid was lifted, the elegant fragrance of flowers came to your nose.

He looked closely and saw a few jasmine flowers floating in the green tea room.

Zhao Ling couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Their daily food, clothing and expenses are purchased by Xiaowu. I don’t know if it’s because they feel sorry for money or Mo Yi doesn’t care about these things. The big-leaf coarse tea he bought is not a big-leaf tea. It’s not a big-leaf girl Miss Fu Jiajiu wanted to add some jasmine flowers to cover up the astringency of the tea.

Sure enough, he is a very good at living!

He took a few sips.

Fu Tingyun sat there, looking depressed. She didn't cheer up until Zhao Ling talked to her.

"You mean, let A Sen and Zheng San move to Yangliu Lane?" She looked at Zhao Ling with shock, her eyes wide open, and a hint of fear flashed across her.

Zhao Ling felt very embarrassed when she thought of the suffering she suffered, and blurted out his explanation: "Yangliu Lane is my private house." But as soon as he said that, he suddenly felt that it was inappropriate.

Miss Fu's ninth lady is smart, fierce and courageous, and has a bit of arrogance as a woman from a noble family. It would be fine if she didn't know that he was in danger. If she knew, she wouldn't have done such a miserable thing. The more he said, the more he would hurt her.

Zhao Ling changed the subject: "The inn is mixed with fish and dragons, and you and me are... unmarried couples.... The more people you know, the worse your reputation is. It is better to move to Yangliu Lane on the excuse of joining a relative. It is only a street from Guangren Temple, and it is a good place to be quiet in the midst of the chaos. If your mother sends someone to pick you up, she will feel more at ease..."

Is he blaming her for not lying to be "unmarried couples"?

She did this inappropriately.

I only thought about how to explain her relationship with him, but I didn't think about his mood.

In the past, they just thought that the two met by chance. Even if they knew that he had many secrets, they didn't care, let alone think about it carefully. Now, at his age, they might have been married long ago, and even if they didn't get married, they should have been engaged... Mo Yi and Zheng San were around them who didn't know their details. Now that he met his companions, they had to explain their origins and downs. If his companions knew that they were called "unmarried couples" and then passed to his wife or the future Yue family, he would be unable to defend himself.

Zhao Ling's words hit her heart like a drum, making her breathless.

I think he respected his wife and the future Yue family very much, otherwise he would not have met his companions, so he proposed to let her live in another courtyard.

Fu Tingyun was both ashamed and ashamed.

He saved her, but she harmed him for his own selfishness.

It is truly a reward for grievance.

When did she become such a person!

Fu Tingyun suppressed the inexplicable panic in his heart and forced a smile: "It turns out that I was not considerate and made it difficult for Master Jiu." She tried hard to make herself look generous and decent, "Asen doesn't have to follow us. You are sick and you need someone to serve you around you. Don't you say that Zheng San is smart and capable, and knows how to punch and kick skills. Zheng Sanniang is loyal and honest, hardworking, and with them by my side, you have a support for everything. Don't worry."

Yes, he arranged everything for her, and she was so kind and righteous, so what else was she dissatisfied with?

But why is she so uncomfortable?

Can't think about it anymore.

People are all greedy.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt sad.

Fu Tingyun took a deep breath, straightened her spine, and put on a most appropriate posture that she thought was neither humble nor arrogant: "Justice Jiu, when will we leave?"

Zhao Ling looked at Fu Tingyun's rosy cheeks becoming pale little by little, and looked at her straight figure like a magnolia in the wind, shaking, and her voice seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

She must have misunderstood that he was driving her away.

But what if he guessed it?

Take back what he said? Let her be in danger like him?

it's out of the question.

Since that's the case, let her misunderstand.

Zhao Ling only felt bitter and astringent in her mouth.

If you do good deeds like him, he is probably the only one in the world!

"I'll leave early tomorrow morning." He was not going to join Wu Xin. It would be a matter of time before Mo Yi turned against him. If you stay here for a quarter of an hour, she would be more dangerous. "You will pack up your things tonight. I'll let Asen take you there."

"Let's leave early tomorrow morning?" Fu Tingyun's face turned a little pale again.

Her clothes are not ready yet!

When we part at this time, we may never see each other again...

"Can you leave after two or three days?" she said, "I have a lot of things and can't collect them for a while." The voice was already vaguely asking for it.

Zhao Ling is strong-willed and decisive, and will continue to do what he decides.

Seeing Fu Tingyun's face as cute as a pomegranate, now as white as pear blossoms, his mind actually loosened for a moment.

Even if I send her away, Mo Yi will have to make arrangements. It should be okay if I leave two or three days later, right?

Fu Tingyun didn't know Zhao Ling's mood at this moment, she could only feel Zhao Ling's hesitation.

She lowered her eyes: "Or, stay for two more days?"

This is already her limit. If she gets ahead of time, the winter clothes will have to give up halfway.

Her voice was soft, like a misty cloud and smoke, without any confidence.

Zhao Ling was very dizzy.

Even the fierce bandits in the City God Temple were not as weak as they were now.

"Okay!" he said, "Then let's set off in two days."

Fu Tingyun nodded, sent Zhao Ling away, and made winter clothes day and night.

Zheng Sanniang kept persuading her: "You have to have a meal!"

Did Zhao Ling become a relative?

If he becomes a kiss, what kind of person will his wife be?

How could he just let him wander around like this?

If he hadn't gotten married, his fiancée who had gone out would not know how he looked?

Does she know his current situation?

Did she know that Zhao Ling is a stubborn and loyal man?

Will she cherish him?

"I'm not hungry!" Fu Tingyun shook her head and sewed the stitches tightly. Only in this way can she temporarily forget the messy thoughts that would pop up in her mind from time to time, "You wash the dishes, just help pack up your things! We will move somewhere else tomorrow."

"Why?" Zheng Sanniang looked panicked.

After experiencing a disaster year where corpses are everywhere, what she most desires is stability.

"We came to Xi'an Mansion to join Jiu Ye, a distant aunt." This was the statement that Zhao Ling and she agreed with her. "Asen and Chen Liu came to search for each other, but they didn't find it. This time they met Mr. Yang and Mr. Jin, but they found out where the aunt had moved. After all, Jiu Ye and I have not gotten married, and it is not very good to have it. In addition, Jiu Ye is sick again, and it is a great kindness for others to take in. I can't take the disease with you. Jiu Ye means that we move to a relative's house. He lives in the inn for the time being. When the illness is cured, we will go to find us."

Zheng Sanniang breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this and said with a smile: "That's good, that's good!"

Mo Yi frowned when he heard this: "It's too troublesome to come and go like this. I think you might as well get married!" Then he asked, "Your father-in-law shouldn't have been for a hundred days, right?"

Zhao Ling frowned as he heard this: "Although our two families cannot be called poetry and books, they can recognize a few words. We cannot do such a thing that is popular during the filial piety period."

Mo Yi was embarrassed and couldn't speak for a long time.

After Zhao Ling left, he asked Chen Liu to inquire.

"There is a two-entry courtyard there, and an old couple in their fifties lived," Chen Liu quickly found out, "It was originally from Liangzhou. The child died in the war and moved to Xi'an Prefecture six years ago. He lived on two shops on Chang'an Street. He had a maid and an old Cangtou at home."

It looks like there is no flaw, but why do you feel uneasy when you hear it?

Mo Yi was very irritable.

Chen Liu advised: "Master Mo, can Miss Fu still escape from our palms?"

Mo Yi calmed down and sighed: "I don't know why, but I always feel that something is wrong with it."

Chen Liu disagreed: "Master Mo, no one has ever escaped the encirclement of the Shenjian Camp!"

good.
To be continued...