The sun was rising in the east, and the sky was bright and clear. Yin Huai'an got up early as usual, and no one came to report anything unusual. He thought he returned very late, and the guest woman went to bed and didn't hear the wind.
This is the best way to avoid the embarrassment of a man and a woman, and he doesn't know what to say.
The tossing and turning of the orioles came and went quickly. When I woke up, Donglian laid out breakfast. The steamed pumpkin and lilies were thoroughly cooked, golden and stimulating, and the temptation brought by the overnight cakes was instantly reduced.
"Miss Ying, breakfast is ready, please serve the girl." A low table was set up in front of the bed. Dong Lian was half sitting on the footrest, holding a soup of sweet-scented osmanthus, sugar, milk and yam in her hand. She stirred it gently with a spoon and blew it to cool it.
Guanying sat sideways, leaning against the cushions at the head of the bed, her eyes constantly drifting to the package of oil-paper snacks, pretending not to notice, and asked Donglian what it was and when it was brought in.
"Oh, these are various snacks from the city. The owner of my village brought them back and sent them to the girl's room." Donglian lowered her head and blew the soup and carefully delivered it to Guanying. The guest's appetite was obvious to the whole village, so it was inevitable.
She really
It was not suitable to support her, so the kitchen only cooked some soft and easy-to-melt soup and side dishes, and told Donglian that no matter what Guanying said, she also said that if the girl still felt hungry after eating, she could bring some porridge at any time.
Not less than an hour and a half.
Fortunately, all these preparations did not come in handy. The sweet and sour radish that Xue’s mother had pickled last month was very delicious. She quickly made another dish and paired it with the yam soup. The orioles’ appetites were satisfied and they no longer complained about hunger.
Hearing Donglian's answer made her heart heat up even more.
The village owner sent someone to bring you various snacks from the city?
That man has been avoiding her, but he remembered to bring her something. Could it be a metaphor that he also meant it, and that he had no chance? In the past, in other people's houses, Guanying was so keen on Mo Shangyan's tea, which was both rare and exquisite.
, now you have your own share right in front of you, at your fingertips.
"Miss Guanying? Come on, girl, eat quickly. This Jade Shaomai is made from pheasant breasts. It is fragrant just after it comes out of the pot, but it won't taste good when it's cold." Donglian saw Guanying in a daze, wondering what she was thinking.
What? He hurriedly called her softly, for fear of delaying the meal. The guest came to his senses in a daze, but reached out and pushed away the chopsticks brought by the maid.
"Last night, Mother Xue's rice dumplings were delicious. I ate a lot, but now I can't seem to digest them. I won't be able to use them for a while. You have worked hard to take care of me, so why don't I give you this Shaomai to eat?"
A little cake will help you live up to your wishes."
The Banlan cake became soft after being cold, and lost its elastic texture. Only the emerald green and white color remained and it still looked good. When Donglian took it apart and looked at it, she already felt something was wrong. Guanying insisted that it was okay, took it and put it in her mouth.
.
After taking one bite, what she tasted was not secret love, but self-humiliation.
This kind of snack comes from the south, and few people make it in Mojing City. Guanying has eaten it once, and the unique taste is deeply engraved in his memory, and he can be easily awakened - it is the craftsmanship of Lengxiang Pavilion, and you can't go wrong with it.
.Looking back carefully, the mung bean cake lying quietly on the oil paper looked familiar. It was clearly Mrs. Mo Shang's favorite with tea.
Why does the owner of Zhoulai Villa have snacks from Lengxiang Pavilion? Guanying acts recklessly, but he also understands the warmth and coldness of the season. Except for that lady who pretends to want it, who in Lengxiang Pavilion would eagerly make an inappropriate snack?
Do you have such a big face again?
Mo Zhangyan, Mo Zhangyan... The sky is so vast, why do they always have to bump into each other?
Guanying's mouth became bitter, and there was no need to ask the maid where the snacks came from, and what the owner lost last night. In addition to resentment and unwillingness, she also had contempt for the oiran. Didn't they all praise Mo Yanyan for being aloof and cold?
Are you as refined as a fairy in this world? How come you have a Lixue City and still don't know how to deal with so many men?
"What's wrong with the girl?" Donglian asked curiously, "It's hard to eat the snacks that were left overnight. If the girl wants to eat, please ask the kitchen to make new ones."
"No need... thank you." Guanying turned over the back of her hand and wiped the corner of her mouth, then ate the piece in her hand cleanly, then picked up the soup bowl and smoothed it down her throat, "I just thought that in the past, I had eaten this kind of snack.
.This mung bean cake is delicious even when it’s cold, Donglian, you can try it too.”
Guanying's body was much less aggressive, and she smiled at the little maid with a little more tenderness, as if she was treating her sincerely. Donglian didn't bother her, she thanked her obediently, and after serving the meal, she accepted the cakes.
Went to deliver food boxes.
As the end of the year approaches, there are many chores in Zhou Lai Villa, and once you get familiar with them, you can handle them easily. Yin Huai'an only has to work for half a day, and then he can have a light meal at noon. Later, he will hear his subordinates come back from outside to report what they have learned. Dong Lian is very responsible and will
Guanying's words and deeds were truthfully reported to Xue's mother, and soon the news reached Yin Huai'an.
He guessed the other party's reaction, but it was actually calmer than he imagined. Less than a day later, the pity he felt when listening to the story had not faded away. He speculated that maybe Guanying had given up on the difficulty and would no longer have any sympathy for him.
I shouldn’t have thoughts anymore.
Shen Yuan talked too much last night. He pretended to be greedy and avoided many replies, but he listened to everything in his heart. As Long Live the Superior is approaching, Mo Jing's security becomes even tighter. Recently, he is not planning to enter the city again, but he will also
Pull back some of your men to avoid unnecessary trouble.
The last time he met the prince in the mountains had given him a headache and even more fear. Yin Huaian was very worried about Shen Yuan's safety. He felt that it was not an option for her to stay in the building, but he couldn't ask her to live with him for a long time. Yue Huaian
At this time, he hopes more and more that Shen Han can be transferred back to Beijing and take good care of their sister.
Or... fulfill the matchmaker's agreement early, marry A Yuan, and have someone to depend on for life.
Yin Huai'an was not unaware of Shen Yuan's interest in someone. He heard that the man was traveling far away from home and had difficulty returning. There was only one letter to express his comfort. He did not ask more about the situation, for fear that he would not be able to bear the pity and get drunk.
Pour in cold incense.
If she hadn't just been drinking with Shen Han the day they first met, or if she hadn't wavered when her father proposed getting married, everything might have been decided long ago.
"Master of the village, that girl sent Dong Lian again to ask to see you."
Someone knocked on the door outside, and the young man who accompanied him came in. It was Lao Fang, who said with a slightly sad face: "This has happened many times in a day or two. Master, you see..."
"That's right, I can't even leave, and I keep getting in front of the owner of the village all day long." The boy frowned and curled his lips first, "Our master was kind enough to save her, but he didn't want her to serve him."
"Changping, don't be rude." Yin Huai'an scolded the young man, who quickly admitted his mistake with a grin. Butler Fang had long experience, but he couldn't help but explain to Chang Sui: "Forgive me for talking too much, Changping's words are not pleasant to listen to."
, but that girl’s behavior over the past few days… is indeed inappropriate.”