Chapter 383 The Little Scholar Who Sorrows the Spring and Autumn
Ming Lanruo almost thought that she had gone to the wrong winery that was making flower wine!
When she looked up, she saw a scholar wearing a fine white cotton robe holding a pen in his left hand and a wine bottle in his right hand, splashing ink on the wall and humming softly——
"The bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I wish I could stay drunk and never wake up..."
Ming Lanruo looked at the wild cursive fonts on the wall and couldn't help but narrowed her eyes to recognize it——
"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns? Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns into snow in the evening..."
"If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon..." About to Enter the Wine" by Li Taibai?"
Hearing the movement behind him, the scholar in white turned his face, the corners of his fair and delicate eyes glowed with a drunken red, and said with a smile: "Ah, the little lady is back..."
He wandered over and suddenly made a long bow to Minglan——
"Hello little lady..."
Ming Lanruo grabbed his arm, supported him, and sighed: "What's wrong with you, reading, watching, drinking while watching?"
This man can actually write with his left hand, and yes, he can use a sword with both hands.
The hidden scholar's square scarf was crooked, with a few strands of fine black hair falling down, and he said lazily: "Because... I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. Since ancient times, the sages have been lonely, and only the drinkers leave their names..."
Ming Lanruo said without any expression: "Well... I carried it very well. Don't carry it next time."
"Why... what is wrong with what Li Taibai said... Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you... A glass of wine will extinguish an inch of sorrow..."
He tilted his head, narrowed his slender eyes, and said with a smile.
After saying that, he let out a small belch, seemed a little embarrassed, covered his lips with the back of his hand, and explained in a low voice: "I don't smell bad, I... smell very good."
A strong scent of roses hit his face. Ming Lanruo looked at the hidden scholar who had completely changed, and his eyes fell on the table again——
There were many wine bottles piled on top, as well as several exquisite wooden boxes.
Ming Lanruo finally knew where that strong rose fragrance came from——
Inside the box is something that the high-ranking ladies in the palace usually hold in their mouths to add fragrance to their bodies - rose mint balls.
This thing was specially refined by Taiyuan Hospital, and it was considered a rare thing. He almost ate up all the boxes!
"It's really...it doesn't stink, Xiaosheng smells good!" The hidden scholar frowned and repeated it seriously.
Ming Lanruo didn't bother to pay attention to the man in front of him who spoke clearly but was obviously not clear-headed. He simply asked: "Who is on duty with the governor today and what's going on?"
The air became quiet for a moment, and a muffled sound came out of the window——
"Back to Concubine Ming, when I was drinking today, I felt that my mouth tasted like alcohol. I took a sip of wine and a rose mint ball, and I couldn't stop it."
The master is usually a bit of a germaphobe and hates smells the most. In addition, he must keep a clear mind when dealing with official duties.
So he rarely drinks much. He only drinks one drink at most and rinses his mouth. This time he simply ate rose mint balls.
Ming Lanruo knew that the other party only answered part of the questions selectively and did not answer why the hidden scholar suddenly drank.
But she doesn't care, because this is the basic quality of a dead soldier, and she is not the master of the Twenty-Eight Constellations.
If the other party is willing to answer her, it is already very good.
Ming Lanruo looked at the empty boxes and twitched her eyes: "You still want to drink it if it smells bad. There are more than 20 rose mint balls in a box."
Even if it is sugar, if you eat nearly a hundred candies at once... no, if you soak sugar in wine, there will be problems!
Besides, rose mint balls are not sugar, they have medicinal properties!
The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, who were famous in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, took Wu Shi Powder, while his uncle took medicine... he took rose mint candy pills.
"It doesn't stink!" Scholar Yin bit his lip, his eyes were blurred, and he asked unhappy and annoyed: "Why don't you believe me, little lady? Why don't you believe me? If you don't believe me, just listen to me!"
As he said that, he took a step forward, kicked the stool, and immediately fell onto Ming Lanruo.
Ming Lanruo, with quick eyes and quick hands, held his waist, turned around, twisted her waist, and supported him to fall on the couch on the side.
Fortunately, there were books beside the couch and a soft pillow in the middle, so there was no pain from the fall.
The hidden scholar instinctively supported his body with his backhand, and did not ask himself to hit her. He just raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and burped again - "Uh..."
Ming Lanruo smelled the strong fragrance of roses and wine, and her head was as big as a bucket: "Are you stupid? If you eat so many meatballs, there will be sequelae!"
This man was drunk and his style of painting was different from others.
Seeing that she was not crushed, Scholar Yin suddenly reached out and touched her chest and waist, saying to himself: "Well, it's okay, it's not crushed..."
Ming Lanruo: "..."
He suddenly relaxed himself and leaned against her, lazily saying: "Silly... If you are a fool, you don't have to think about anything... Well... being naked and coming and going without worries may not be a bad thing."
Ming Lanruo rubbed the center of her brows, pushed herself up half-sitting up, and looked at the scholar lying on her lap: "Are you in a bad mood?"
The man in his arms, when he was Cang Qiao, would never look so decadent and world-weary.
Not even showing a moment of weakness...
Because those weaknesses will make his enemies take notice and make the murderous sword in his hand dull.
He will always be the cold, ruthless, thoughtful and sharp-sharp admiral of Dongchang Palm Print.
But today, he put on the hidden scholar's human skin mask, which seemed to open a gap, allowing those fragile emotions to spread.
Scholar Yin didn't say anything, he just pressed against her chest and listened to her heartbeat. After a while, he asked softly: "Little lady... is there anything in this world that will never change?"
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "Yes, the most unchangeable thing in this world is - nothing will never change."
Well, he looked like he was betrayed by his trusted acquaintance, and then he remembered something and felt world-weary.
What happened in Dongchang?
The hidden scholar remained silent for a while, then closed his eyes sadly and buried his face deeply in her waist: "Sure enough... this world is really... boring."
Will you change too?
He wanted to ask, but felt it was redundant.
If you don't change, the person who is so close to you today should be another man...
Ming Lanruo knew what he wanted to ask, so she didn't answer him and just sighed silently.
If I didn't change and was still the blind fool, how could I hold you in my arms today?
The two of them cuddled up against each other, but they could be considered... to have a tacit understanding.
After a while, Ming Lanruo gently touched his shoulder and suddenly said lazily——
"Little scholar, this world is so boring. I will always be with you. If we are boring together, we won't be so lonely and uncomfortable, right?"
The hidden scholar seemed to be stunned. After a while, he smiled softly, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were as gentle as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River...
Well, if she is with you all the time, you won't be so lonely.
The world of mortals...
If it’s boring, then it’s boring.
My mood seemed to have improved instantly.
He suddenly raised his head from her waist, raised his thin eyelids to look at her, his slender eyes filled with blurry mist, and asked softly and softly.
"Little lady, kiss me, okay, just a kiss?"
Ming Lanruo looked at his eyelashes trembling slightly, his fair face flushed, a little embarrassed but stubbornly asking for a kiss.
She felt inexplicably soft in her heart and chuckled: "Okay."
This man has really been in Dongchang for a long time, and has something wrong with him. Even when he is drunk, he can still act stubbornly and instinctively according to his personality.
But...this problem is so cute.
She lowered her head and placed soft, butterfly-like kisses from his forehead, eyelids, and tip of his nose, all the way to his lips...
The fragrant aroma of roses and a bit of spicy wine in her mouth made her feel like she was eating roses...
Well, sure enough, her little scholar also smells of rose mint...
I hope that the little scholar with the scent of rose and mint will not feel sad anymore. Sadness for spring and sadness for autumn is really not suitable for you...
