The golden osmanthus and marigolds in the courtyard are in full bloom, and wherever you look, it seems to be covered with gold powder, and everything is a dazzling bright yellow.
Yu Weiyin picked up a sunspot, stared at the entangled chess game, and fell into deep thought. Duan Lang, who was opposite him, looked at her face and suddenly asked: "Miss Yinyin, do you still need Alang to go to the martial arts hall to find a powerful boxer?" ?”
The breeze blew by, carrying a faint scent of cinnamon.
Yu Weiyin's fingers trembled slightly, then he quietly dropped the chess piece and did not answer immediately.
Yao Xiang, who was serving tea at the side, heard this and gave Duan Lang a dissatisfied look, "Alang, now that Shao Mo is seriously injured, how can he compete again?"
Duan Lang remained silent, having a fight in his heart.
Ever since he knew that the hairpin had been stolen by Shao Mo, he had been filled with furious thoughts.
He explained to Yao Xiang many times that the hairpin was just made casually and had no meaning, but Yao Xiang still cherished it as always and treated him with more enthusiasm and sincerity.
This gentle torture was affecting his heart a little bit every day.
It happened that Miss Yinyin wanted to drive Shao Mo out of the house, so he naturally tried his best to select various martial arts masters.
Unexpectedly, Shao Mo could resist being beaten so well and had such a stubborn temper that he would rather die than admit defeat.
At that moment, Duan Langfu reached his heart and suddenly seemed to understand why Shao Mo looked at him so strangely, and why he gave the hairpin he wanted to give to Miss Yinyin to Yao Xiang.
It turned out that he was having the same sweet dream as himself.
In his heart, he actually has an ulterior secret about Miss Yinyin.
Duan Lang was surprised by this realization, and then he felt a bit of admiration.
He is braver and bolder than me, and he is also stronger and unyielding. He was so obviously expelled by the lady, but he could still hold on with one breath. He is really a man.
"He...does he have any medicine?"
Her fingers, as white as snow, moved through the chess bowl, listening to the crisp and sweet sound of the chess pieces colliding with each other, but her brows furrowed imperceptibly.
Three days have passed, and she still doesn't believe that he can be so stubborn.
Yao Xiang sighed secretly, "Shao Mo refused to apply the medicine without the lady's nod."
"What do you mean? When did I stop letting him apply the medicine?" She couldn't help but feel a little angry, a trace of blush rushed to her cheeks, a pair of deep black eyes appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel even more angry.
"Shao Mo said that only if the lady delivers the medicine in person can he agree to let him apply the medicine and agree to let him stay. Otherwise, he is afraid that the lady will find a warrior to challenge him again, and the medicine will be in vain. It is better to solve it once and for all. Finish everyone and then heal."
What bullshit!
Yu Weiyin was very upset, she didn't know that he still had these fallacies in his belly.
"Miss, how about you...send medicine to Shao Mo? He, he is also afraid that you will drive him out of the house..."
Yao Xiang tried to persuade, but did not forget to give Duan Lang a wink, "If it were another guard, I'm afraid he wouldn't be as loyal as Shao Mo!"
Duan Lang pursed his lips, not wanting to speak, but Yao Xiang walked up to him, stretched out his hand and pinched his arm gently.
His heart skipped a beat, and when he saw a smiling face with a cloud-patterned wooden hairpin attached to the lush black temples, he felt dizzy for a moment, clenched his fists, and lowered his head.
Seeing him like this, Yao Xiang couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Yao Xiang, don't you also think Shao Mo is bad? Why are you speaking up for him now?"
Yu Weiyin played with the smooth jade-like chess piece in his hand and looked over with a half-smile.
Yao Xiang was embarrassed and couldn't tell the reason, so she only said: "This slave is also thinking about the young lady. If we change a guard, the young lady will have to train and familiarize her from scratch, which will take more time and energy. Now Shao Mo has a strong martial arts.
It's also the result of the young lady looking for someone to train him. Wouldn't it be an advantage for him to drive him out of the house like this?"
Yao Xiang paused and analyzed clearly.
"Besides, Aunt Liang and the Second Young Lady have always disliked you, young lady. With Shao Mo here, at least he can protect the young lady's safety. If the young lady really doesn't like him, she can wait and find another opportunity later. If she drives him away now, I'm afraid
It will be detrimental to the lady."
What Yao Xiang said is not unreasonable.
Maybe she was too hasty.
Yu Weiyin's eyes were a little dazed, staring at the black piece in his hand, and he could no longer play chess...
"There is no need to look for warriors anymore." She said calmly, without raising her eyes to look at the person opposite, and put the chess pieces on the chessboard into the chess bowl one by one, "I'll be here today, Yao Xiang, to send Alang back."
Duan Lang felt a sense of bitterness in his heart, but in the end he just smiled warmly.
Just like him, he is always warm, like the blowing wind or the falling rain, so insignificant that people can ignore it.
"Let's go, Alang."
The pretty girl saw all his austerity, but there was no complaint on her face.
Still just smiling at him warmly and with great joy.
He felt even more astringent and finally stepped out of the house.
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At noon, autumn fatigue was severe, and the servants in the servant yard took a nap in their rooms after lunch.
There was no one in the courtyard, only the golden willow branches were blowing in the wind, and the fallen leaves were falling to the ground. It was desolate, but it showed the beauty of silence.
A maid with double buns in a silver-red dress put her hands on the door eaves, looked into a pair of dark and bright phoenix eyes, took a look, and quickly walked into the courtyard.
She walked hurriedly, turned around the corridor, found Shao Mo's residence, reached out and opened the door softly.
"Who?" A low and hoarse voice came from inside. Listening carefully, it seemed that he was still a little weak.
Yu Weiyin stood in front of the door, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, not being able to answer, but also worried that other servants would see her whereabouts, so she gritted her teeth and knocked a few more times.
Even she couldn't figure out what kind of madness she had, how could she put on a maid's dress and come to the servants' yard to deliver medicine to Shao Mo?
Such sneakiness and guilty conscience made her feel unspeakable shame.
She came to deliver the medicine, just because she didn't want a guard with strong martial arts skills to die for no reason.
She still needs Shao Mo's help next, so he can't die, that's all. She explained to herself in her heart, trying to get rid of the shameful emotions in her mind.
Why haven't you opened the door yet? Are you too injured to move?
With her eyebrows furrowed, she looked around, praying that no one was passing by, otherwise she would be unable to defend herself if they bumped into her.
With a creak, the door finally opened, and a pale and frail handsome face appeared in front of him.
He has deep eyes and a high nose, thin lips tightly pursed, and his facial features are as cold and hard as rocks, but there is a hint of frailty between his brows, making him more eye-catching than before.
He was wearing a gray-white gown. Due to the wounds on his body, his waist was untied and the clothes were wide. You could vaguely see the hideous wounds covering his strong chest.
Her heart tightened for no reason, and even she didn't realize it. At this time, worry was already filling the corners of her eyes and brows.