After lunch, Su Jin took advantage of Yan Shu's lunch break and followed Yan Biyun into the backyard of Yan's mansion. This was the first time Su Jin entered Yan Biyun's real boudoir. Before Yan Biyun met Su Jin, he had to go there for four or five months every year.
He went to various places to take care of his own business, and spent most of the rest of his time in the capital.
Even in a place like Luzhou where he doesn't often live, the backyard of Hefeng Tower is elegantly and uniquely decorated. The layout here naturally makes Su Jin look forward to it even more.
Following the footsteps of Yan Biyun and Xiao Xian'er's master and servant, Su Jin passed through courtyards one after another and houses one after another until he entered the fifth entrance of the house. This was where Yan Biyun lived.
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Su Jin looked a bit like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking at the artificially built flower bed rockery in front of the two-story red building and the various flowers and trees with her mouth half open, and couldn't help but exclaim "Wow! Wow!"
Several maids from the Yan Mansion who were following behind holding things in their hands couldn't help but snicker, thinking that Su Jin was just a bumpkin from the countryside.
Su Jin was indeed a bumpkin. Living in a small place like Luzhou, although the decoration of his home was not bad, the layout and demeanor felt like the beauty of Eastern Shi imitating Xi Shi. Not only was it not beautiful, but it looked disgusting.
Along the sidewalk paved with black and white pure pebbles, Su Jin entered the room, went straight to the second floor and entered Yan Biyun's boudoir. After entering the door, he looked around and saw a rosewood marble bookcase in the middle of the room;
There are various dharma stickers from famous people and dozens of precious inkstones. The brushes inserted into the sea of various pen holders look like a forest.
On the other side is a large Ru kiln flower bag, filled with crystal white chrysanthemums. In the middle of the west wall hangs a large ink calligraphy and painting. The painting shows the mountains and rivers faintly misty and rainy. It was obviously written by a famous artist.
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There is a wooden table next to the window near the outer door. There is a rice futon beside the table. There is a guqin on the table. The color of the piano is dark and old. It seems to be slightly inconsistent with the furnishings of the house, but it makes people feel out of thin air.
I feel that the owner of this house is an elegant person.
Su Jin looked east and west for a long time, then reached out and flicked the strings of the guqin, and suddenly the clear sound fell into the plate like pearls and jade, and the tinkling and gurgling sounds continued.
"Isn't this your boudoir?" Su Jin asked lightly pressing the strings to stop the endless echo.
"Who told you this is the slave's boudoir?" Yan Biyun spat with a slight blush.
Su Jin scratched his head. She really didn't say that she wanted to bring him to the boudoir. It was just her wishful thinking.
"This is the study room of the slave family. The slave family reads and practices calligraphy here, and also handles some affairs. When you are tired, you can look out the window or play a song." Yan Biyun said and walked to the corridor, reaching out and lifting the drooped book.
The light purple curtains were opened, and the sunlight suddenly shone in brightly, giving a commanding view of the corridor.
Su Jin raised his eyes and looked out, and saw row upon row of rooftops. Nearby, he could see houses adjacent to each other and lush flowers and trees. Looking far along the bustling Tianshuijing Street, he could see the rows of boathouses and boats on the Bian River, with hurried traffic coming and going.
The crowds of pedestrians and the faint noise rushing towards me look like a Bianliang cityscape.
Su Jin praised: "What a wonderful place. It's really a place where gods live."
"Start"
Su Jin sat down on the futon, spread out his hands and feet and said, "I'm not leaving, I'll live here."
Seeing Su Jin's funny look, several maids stood at the door and giggled. Xiao Xian'er walked over and scolded: "Why are you here watching the fun? You should go and do whatever you want after leaving your things."
The maids dispersed in a cacophony of laughter, and Xiao Xian'er puffed her lips and said, "My lady is usually very kind to them, but look at these unruly ones."
Yan Biyun smiled noncommittally, turned around and saw Su Jin lying on the futon with her eyes closed and enjoying herself, and her face became serious.
"You still want to live here?"
Su Jin opened his eyes and said, "Ah, can't it?"
Yan Biyun said: "What did you say about the slave family in public last night? Now you actually dare to say that you live here."
Su Jin said: "What did I say? How can you say that you will fall out when you fall out?"
Yan Biyun blushed and said, "A manly man who refuses to acknowledge what he says is really bloodless."
Su Jin scratched his head and said, "What on earth is going on? Please remind me."
Yan Biyun stomped her feet and turned around, seeming to be wiping away tears; Su Jin was even more confused and looked at Xiao Xian'er. Xiao Xian'er mustered up the courage and said: "Mr. Su, have you forgotten? We chatted with the master after drinking last night.
, you said it in front of the two uncles...just said..."
Seeing her hesitating, Su Jin got up and said anxiously: "You tell me, I'm so anxious."
Xiao Xian'er gritted her teeth and said: "You said that the young lady and you are already married, and you also said that the young lady has your flesh and blood..."
Su Jin opened her mouth wide and thought: Oh no, I was just talking nonsense. I didn't expect Yan Biyun to know about this. No wonder she was angry.
Su Jin hurriedly explained: "That was just a drunken remark. Mr. Sansi threatened me with marriage, so I made up a lie to scare him, but I didn't expect to ruin the reputation of the young lady. Damn it, damn it, really deserve it."
Xiao Xian'er rolled her eyes at Su Jin and said, "It was almost the third watch last night, but the master still called the young lady to ask questions for a long time, which made the young lady cry when she came back."
Su Jin was very upset. Yan Biyun was a self-respecting woman. Otherwise, she had been following him for so long and he had tried to capture her countless times. It was her attitude of neither being humble nor overbearing that made her feel that she could not make a mistake. Of course, he did it anyway.
Yan Biyun would not refuse, but how could Su Jin accept it if he looked down upon her from now on.
What he did was a bit outrageous. He was caring about Qi Yanshu, but he forgot how to explain it to Yan Biyun.
Thinking of this, Su Jin stepped forward slowly, put his hand on Yan Biyun's shuddering shoulders, and whispered: "This...that...is my fault. Sister Yan does not remember the faults of villains. The prime minister can hold a boat in his belly.
Just don’t be angry.”
Xiao Xian'er couldn't help but smile, hurriedly turned around and went out, lowering the curtain.
Su Jin stretched out his hand to push Yan Biyun's body back until he was face to face with her. He found that Yan Biyun was really in tears, and immediately lost his hands and feet, and said murmuringly: "This... it's not like that."
Yan Biyun wiped her tears and said: "The slave family has lost its composure. Don't blame me, sir. You have done so much for the slave family, but the slave family has annoyed you for this little thing. It really shouldn't be done."
Su Jin said repeatedly: "No, no, it's my mouth that talks nonsense. Please be careful in the future and don't do it again."
Yan Biyun smiled and said softly: "You come with the slave family." After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Su Jin's hand and pulled him out of the door.
Xiao Xian'er and all the maids outside the door have disappeared. Everyone knows how to avoid taboos at this time. Not only will Xiao Xian'er not disturb her, she is probably guarding the stairs to prevent anyone from coming up.
Su Jin stared blankly as Yan Biyun dragged her through a corridor and came to a door with a pink floral curtain. Yan Biyun stretched out his hand to lift the door curtain, lowered his head and said in an almost inaudible voice: "Lang
Please come in."
Su Jin was very puzzled, what happened to Yan Biyun? When did he behave like a child, who was always elegant and generous? He stepped in the door in confusion, and a warm fragrance suddenly hit him, but he saw the pink curtain in the room was low
Draped, velvet carpets are spread on the floor, brocade tents are lightly rolled, and auspicious animals are emitting fragrance.
Directly opposite is a dental bed, and neatly folded down quilts can be seen behind the rolled up curtains; on one side is an exquisite dressing table inlaid with tortoiseshell agate, with a bronze mirror standing on the table, and two candles lit on both sides.
Burning red candle.
Su Jin said in surprise: "This is...?"
Yan Biyun said softly: "Don't you want to see the slave's boudoir? This is the house where the slave has lived for more than ten years."
Su Jin said: "It's really warm and lovely, but why are you lighting candles in broad daylight?"
Yan Biyun lowered her head and didn't answer. She turned around and closed the door, locking it with a 'click' sound. She turned around and walked to the middle of the room. She boldly raised her head and looked at Su Jin with her starry eyes.
Su Jin's heart was beating wildly. She looked at the red candle, the brocade quilt, and the lovely person in front of her. She felt two lines of hot water slowly flowing down from her nose, and her mind was in chaos.dd