Li Tianliang braved the light rain and walked back to her garden at a quick pace. When she walked into the courtyard gate, the rain had stopped. She brushed a few hairs from her forehead, patted her hot cheeks, and after a long and deep breath,
He regained his expressionless face and went in.
In the yard, Qiuling was coming out of the kitchen, carrying freshly cooked ginger soup to her room. When she saw the cold weather, she was strangely stunned and looked at her several times in surprise.
Tianliang remembered that she had walked back all the way, and many of the servants hiding under the eaves also looked at her with strange eyes. At that time, she only wanted to think that she was walking fast in the rain and attracted attention, but she didn't think about Qiu Ling.
The same is true.
Then, there is something wrong with her.
"Miss..." Qiuling hesitated, "Your bun..."
Tianliang touched his wet hair and frowned, "What's wrong?"
"This is a bun that can only be worn after marriage. It is called a white bun in Dongjing. According to legend, if the husband combs this bun for his wife, it means proving to others that the couple is very affectionate. Women in Dongjing all use this bun.
I'm proud of the bun..." The more Qiu Ling said, the softer her voice became, because she saw her young lady's face turned black and red, which was very scary.
Tianliang slowly digested Qiuling's words, took a deep breath, and said as calmly as possible: "Well, I'll also bring a bowl of ginger soup to Huayin."
Qiu Ling felt that the calmer the young lady was, the more scary she looked, so she nodded quickly and said, "Okay, young lady, I'll do it right away."
Tianliang stepped into the house, ignored the wet clothes on his body, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, took off his bun, stared at himself in the mirror, his chest was surging.
This bun was made by Qixuan himself in silence when he was in Prajna Temple.
When he returned, he acted recklessly and overstepped the bounds of etiquette again.
When I asked him, he said it was because Feng Sha had narrowed his eyes.
Tianliang wiped her wet hair with a dry towel, glanced out of the corner of her eyes, and remembered the paintings that Qi Xuan left in her room in front of Prajna Temple in a hurry.
After scanning around, I saw a rolled-up painting on the second floor of the bookshelf. I walked over and took it out, placed it on the table, and slowly spread it out to read————
It was okay if she didn't open it, but she felt even more depressed when she did.
This is not the painting of Little Baozi's father.
This is obviously an imaginary wedding picture of two people wearing bright red wedding clothes, holding red silk with both hands, beaming with joy, and wearing phoenix crowns and garlands.
These two people were none other than her and the famous Mr. Qi.
The person who signed this painting has four words written in a square shape, and it was a gift from Gu Ziyu.
Someone asked me to give you the painting...
Very good match...
Tianliang looked at the roof and rolled his eyes. What kind of oolong incident was this? Each of these incidents showed that Mr. Qida had already expressed his love to himself in various ways and in various forms, right?
It is said that this man is very indirect, it is said that this man is not frank, and it is also said that this man likes to beat around the bush.
But to reach this level in a roundabout way is also a talent.
Miss Li San put away the painting and put it back to its original position. She turned around and stared in the mirror. Looking at the woman with a face as red as the morning sun in the mirror, there was only one word in her heart -
chaos!
Before she had time to sort out her emotions, the wooden door creaked and was pushed open, and in walked Hua Yin, who had already taken a bath, dressed up and changed into clean clothes.
His face was full of indignation, and he raised his hands to complain to her, "I heard from Qiuling that you suspected that I drank fish soup secretly this morning. Li Tianliang, you are ruining my honor. I can tell you clearly, I drank it secretly."
It’s not me, there’s someone else.”
Tianliang stroked his forehead, "You don't care about big things, but you like to get entangled in these small things."
"I heard something going on in the kitchen during the second watch. I saw a man wearing light-colored clothes standing in the kitchen, cooking soup. The clothes were made of fine silkworm material, similar to the ones on Gu Ziyu's body.
It looks very much like..."
Tianliang was stunned for a moment, and some of the chaos that he had misunderstood suddenly became clear.
Mr. Gu doesn't like to eat fish. This was already clear when he lived in Tianfeng Pavilion. As for why Mr. Gu came over to heat soup in the middle of the night, you can guess the reason without even thinking about it.
Someone wants to drink.
Because the man promised her to drink the fish soup she made by herself.
Tianliang's long eyelashes were lowered, and his eyes showed a slight color. No matter how late it was, he had finally fulfilled his promise.
Hua Yin saw that it was cool and silent, and when she saw her lowering her head in deep thought and not listening to what he said, she yelled angrily, "Who stole your soul away!"
Tian Liang raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him, "Why should I tell you?"
Huayin's chin almost dropped to the ground, and she looked at her in horror, "You are so quick to have a man in your heart besides Feng Xiyun and Feng Aotian? Who is so unlucky?"
Tian Liang knew that he was making fun of him, so he raised his hand and punched him, and ordered: "Come here and comb my hair."
She hates taking care of long hair, let alone wet long hair.
"No", Huayin shook her head and firmly refused, "When a man combs your hair, he promises to marry you. I don't want to marry you, a female devil."
Tianliang gave him an angry look, "Do you think I'm deaf?"
"I thought you were a man."
Tian Liang squinted his eyes, "I can make you mute right now."
"I'll go get Qiuling over for you."
Huayin moved with Qinggong and left in an instant.
Tianliang touched the tail of his hair that was still dripping with water, and sighed...
Promise... to marry?
After Qiuling came over, she prepared hot water, helped Tianliang take a hot bath, wiped her hair, combed her hair, and changed her clothes. It took almost half an hour.
After drinking a cup of ginger tea to dispel the cold, Tianliang asked: "Where is the little one?"
"The young master went to the market." Qiuling answered truthfully, "The young master either stayed in the house to sleep these two days, or went to the market alone and came back when it was time to eat. He was very good.
"
Tianliang put down the teacup and asked, "When did he go out?"
"It's time to go back now!" Qiu Ling recalled, feeling strange, "I also specifically told the young master that today, Miss, you would be back from Prajna Temple and we wanted to have a meal together."