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Chapter 439: The beautiful lady is considerate and the girl is sensible (please vote for the big chapter!)

The junior sister ignored him for two days.

Ouyang Rong thought carefully and realized that he really shouldn't "go against women's wishes" that afternoon.

But at that time, she could clearly kick him away, but she didn't resist in any real way. She even cooperated and put on thin silk stockings. Ouyang Rong was not sure whether she liked it or not.

Moreover, in the second half of the process, the junior sister transformed into a little ostrich, with her head buried in her chest and silent, so Ouyang Rong could only take it as his acquiescence.

In the past two days, he took the time to come to visit, but was rejected. The reason was that he, Li Guo'er and Qin Ying went to attend the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet and didn't have time to see anyone. He didn't know if he was too thin-skinned and couldn't see him for the time being.

Ouyang Rong didn't think much about it and devoted himself to official duties in the Jiangzhou lobby for the past two days.

That day, in the evening, he went to Prince Xunyang's Mansion again to attend the study meeting. Li Xian's family, Lu Ya, and his junior sister were all there.

However, during the discussion, the junior sister was as cold as ice the whole time, standing next to Li Guo'er and not looking at him.

This reaction made Li Guo'er's eyes look strange, and his eyes flickered between Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang.

Ouyang Rong coughed and pretended that nothing happened.

The recent discussions in the study mainly focused on three things, the battle report on the counter-insurgency front line, the trends in the Luoyang court, and... the progress of the blind date between Li Dalang and the daughter of the Qin family.

After a meeting, the battle situation reported by Qin Jingqin and the conquest army on the Hongzhou front line was quite smooth so far.

There is nothing major going on at the Luoyang court. It is worth noting that Empress Wei has recently begun to take the initiative to ask about Songde Tianshu of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the progress of the Buddha statues in all directions, and she attaches great importance to it.

Ouyang Rong discussed with Li Xian and felt that Jiangzhou must also speed up the progress.

Finally, everyone's topic came to Li Dalang's marriage-promoting blind date session, which was very popular.

Li Xian and Wei Mei cross-examined with expectant faces. The news they received was mediocre and there was no progress. The couple looked a little disappointed.

Li Baoer tapped his chin with his finger, squinted his eyes to analyze, and gave Li Dalang some advice.

The junior sister, who was as cold as ice today and showed no emotion, did not interrupt.

Li Xian hesitated for a moment, but still mentioned something to his eldest son:

"Da Lang should be more careful about this matter. Let go of studying first. Now you have to start a family. It's not as good as before when you were busy studying in the study. Now you are still in Jiangzhou. You are not bad. There is no need to feel inferior when facing the daughter of the Qin family. , if you need any support, just ask and we will help you."

Nagging, Li Dalang nodded helplessly.

Li Xian paused for a moment, and in front of his wife, son, daughter, Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang, Lu Ya and others, he looked up out of the window, stroking his beard and sighed:

"I think back then, I was a prince in Chang'an, but the famous handsome man in Chang'an 108th Street had many women and girls making secret glances. He is not much less famous than Tanlang in Luoyang City now."

Ouyang Rong, who was sipping tea and looking at his junior sister from the corner of his eye, covered his mouth and coughed. He quickly put down the tea cup and wiped the corners of his mouth. He almost spit out a mouthful of tea just now.

Everyone looked sideways.

Li Xian pretended not to see Tan Lang's sad look in his eyes, "Uncle, just brag and don't mention me." Li Xian looked a little bit embarrassed:

"How could I not be able to win over a Qin family girl because of my appearance? It's obvious that I have enough conditions, but I just lack experience. So, you'd better ask Tan Lang for advice. He's extraordinarily handsome, and he's young and promising. I must have seen a lot of butterfly bees, so I must be skilled in them.

"As for what Guo'er said, just listen and refer to it. She doesn't have much experience. Although she said one thing, it is not convincing. Just listen and you will understand. You can make your own decision."

Ouyang Rong: "..."

Li Guo'er: "...?"

Li Dalang was stunned: "I thought my father wanted to teach me."

Li Xian, who had been stared at by Wei Mei with half-smiling eyes since just now, scolded him with a straight face and spoke righteously:

"What nonsense are you talking about? As a father, I have forgotten all these things a long time ago. I have not been in love for many years, and I am a father. I am a celibate person. I have nothing to teach you. If you get married and want to learn how to bring harmony between husband and wife, you can. Come and ask my father."

Li Dalang scratched his head.

Wei Mei did not let go of her sweet-tongued husband and sneered:

"If someone is really an expert in love, why can't he even control his old lover now? One person's love debt will affect everyone in vain."

Li Xian had no choice but to beg for mercy: "Mei Niang, I really have nothing to do with her, and I have never even started talking about any debts? That female officer Miaozhen, for some unknown reason, has been holding a grudge to this day."

Wei Mei nodded and praised strangely: "It's not because Qilang is a famous handsome man in Chang'an 108th Street. I can't let you go even if I have unrequited love."

"No, no, in fact, this is still not as good as Tan Lang..." Li Xian was obedient.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but put down his teacup:

"Uncle and aunt, Dalang, actually I am not good at this either. I am an honest person. I am not an expert in love. You have upset me. You may have misunderstood me."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly spoke, the most fatal thing: "Who said a few days ago that Da Lang should be dialed."

"Uh." Ouyang Rong was immediately embarrassed.

Covering his fists and coughing, he turned his head and said to Li Dalang, who was looking curiously:

"Some ugly views, I think about it today and I don't want to show my shame anymore, so come on, Dalang."

Xie Lingjiang snorted lightly, and Wei Mei and Li Guo'er exchanged glances.

The three women can see that all the men are braggadocio, and they will act like dog-headed military advisors to others.

Li Guo'er curled her lips, not as good as her, a master of theory.

After a while, the discussion in the study ended and everyone dispersed.

When Ouyang Rong walked out of the door, he originally wanted to catch up with his junior sister and ask her how her recent chrysanthemum appreciation banquet went, and whether she was well-mannered and so on.

As a result, when I came to the corridor, I didn't see that beautiful figure. After the meeting, it seemed that she left with a cold face as soon as possible, not giving anyone a chance.

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to take out a stack of books from his sleeve and looked down.

After knowing the needs of his junior sister, he searched through the bookshelves these nights and found all the poetry collections he could find, thinking that his junior sister might be able to use them.

After thinking for a while, he chatted with Lu Ya and said goodbye. After getting away from everyone, Ouyang Rong went to a certain boudoir in the mansion alone.

Seeing that there were no lights on in Xie Lingjiang's boudoir, Ouyang Rong was slightly disappointed. No one was there, so he might have gone back to Jingyi Court to rest tonight.

Ouyang Rong walked into the deserted boudoir, put the pile of poems he had carefully dug out on the stone table in the courtyard, pressed it with a teapot, and turned around to leave.

Just after leaving the hospital, Ouyang Rong bumped into Li Guo'er and Cai Shou who were returning to the boudoir.

I saw the little princess with plum blossom makeup walking in the front, holding an elegant lantern in her hand, emitting a faint fluorescent green light. There seemed to be a bunch of fireflies inside. It was more of a lady's object than a lantern.

Ouyang Rong's eyes met hers in the air.

Li Guo'er glanced at the dark courtyard behind Ouyang Rong:

"Sister Xie seemed to have left the house directly after the meeting."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Just put some books, she needs to read them, she'll be fine."

Li Bao'er nodded lightly and asked, "It's cold outside, Mr. Ouyang, can you go in for a cup of tea?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "No, I just have something to ask Da Lang, so I'll go over there."

Li Guo'er said softly "Oh" without asking any more questions. Without saying a word, she carried the small firefly basket, passed Ouyang, took the colorful ribbon and other maids and left, entering the boudoir.

The question he just asked seemed to be just a courtesy.

Ouyang Rong didn't pay attention. Her Royal Highness the little princess was accustomed to this temper.

Speaking of which, since the incident of going to the wrong boudoir to give the wrong love umbrella last time, the two of them haven't had much personal interaction. They have a tacit understanding to keep their distance, and they only chat a few words when discussing matters in the study.

Ouyang Rong turned around and left, looking for Li Dalang in a familiar way.

After he left, the lights in the boudoir belonging to Li Guo'er became brighter behind him.

Walking into the boudoir, Li Guoer handed the firefly cage to Cai Shou, gave a few instructions, and went up to the tall building alone.

Cai Shou and other maids did not follow.

There were no lights in the boudoir. In the darkness, the plum blossom makeup on her forehead was bright. She lifted some clothes with both hands and silently climbed up the stairs.

From downstairs, the faint sound of laughter of the little maid with a steamed bun face and other maids releasing fireflies in the open space could be heard.

Li Guo'er lowered his eyes and came to the third floor, pushed open the door and entered the study.

Without lighting the lamp, she walked to the bookshelf and opened a secret compartment.

Inside, two pill boxes and a piece of red paper lay quietly.

The two pill boxes are made of jade and nanmu.

The jade elixir box is a gift from Taiqing; the nanmu elixir box is a gift from Yuqing.

The red paper next to the two pill boxes looked crumpled, but it was flattened and folded neatly.

Li Guoer stared at the red paper of marriage for a while, then reached out and took out the jade box given by Master Taiqing. There were two strangely smelly golden elixirs in it.

Playing with the jade box with her bare hands, she walked to the window, lowered her eyes, as if staring at the night, and seemed to be looking in the direction of someone without looking back, and suddenly hummed softly.

"If I don't drink it, I won't bother to give it to you...it depends on your mood."

……

Ouyang Rong bid farewell to Li Dalang, left the palace and returned to the Huaiye Lane mansion.

On the way, he was still thinking about how to coax his junior sister, but as soon as he returned home, he met Zhen Shuyuan's slanting and reproachful gaze. Mrs. Luoqun blamed him for coming back late, saying that Huanwan had just left.

Ouyang Rong was stunned.

"Junior sister is here?"

"Well, after sitting for a while, you haven't come back for a long time. I told her not to wait any longer and go back to rest early. Hum, I'll also teach you a lesson."

Ouyang Rong was speechless.

"By the way, Huanwen also sent you something."

"what?"

"I don't know. I asked Wei Lai to send it to your room. It may be autumn clothes and shoes. The baggage feels like clothing, and I didn't open it to look at it."

Ouyang Rongduo asked: "What didn't the junior sister say to you?"

"What are you talking about? Isn't Wanwan the same as before? What, you two had a quarrel? It's not like that. She was talking and laughing just now when she was eating snacks with me and putting flowers in a vase. It didn't look like she was unhappy. Well, the main reason is that I didn’t file a lawsuit against you. Logically speaking, if anything happens, a big report should be made.”

Zhen Shuyuan asked curiously. Seeing Ouyang Rong's face, she suddenly narrowed her eyes:

"Did Tan Lang let her be wronged again? He didn't even dare to complain, so he forced a smile on his face?"

"..."

Ouyang Rong was helpless: "No. Why do you think I'm the same as a bad person? Besides, what does 'again' mean?"

After chatting for a few more words, Ouyang Rong left with a sigh of relief. Judging from his aunt's words, it was fine that the junior sister was not angry or unhappy.

However, she came to deliver it herself.

After a while, he returned to Yinbingzhai a little confused.

Ouyang Rong asked the white-haired maid to fetch hot water, turned around and walked into the study, where he saw a bundle on the desk.

Go ahead and unpack.

Lying quietly in the unfolded bundle was a pair of embroidered shoes and three pairs of women's socks.

The socks are made of either luxurious silk or light silk, and come in a variety of colors. The three pairs are snow white, pale pink and purple.

Apart from these items, there were no notes or other explanations in the bag.

"It's strange. Why did Junior Sister Duanduan give me this? Is it for Wei Lai? The size is wrong. I can't be the one to wear it. What are you kidding about..."

Ouyang Rong was speechless and his expression changed.

He couldn't help but pick up the embroidered shoes and socks and looked at them. These shoes and socks were very clean and tidy, free of dust, but there was a faint smell of junior sister's body fragrance on them, and he didn't know why...

Ou Yanrong's eyes twitched when his nose smelled a familiar fragrance.

"No, why did you give these..." He was speechless. He threw the Youxiang shoes and socks back into the bag and shook his head vigorously. He didn't know what to do with them for a while.

But he also vaguely understood what the junior sister meant.

Good guy, even he thinks it's perverted. What is the little junior sister thinking about in her head all day long? !

Moreover, what was going on with her cold and emotionless attitude when they were discussing matters in Prince Xunyang's study room just now? It was really just a contrast.

Ouyang Rong looked at the things that his junior sister quietly and thoughtfully sent him with a sad face.

He is just a little more "lustful" when he is with the person he likes, and likes to tease her. It is not that he is obsessed with jade feet. If I were not very sure that little Takuzu was locked in the sword box and thinking about his past mistakes, I would have thought that Takuzu went to inform the junior sister and spread rumors about his fetish...

"Junior sister, little junior sister, why did you misunderstand again... Hey, wait, why did you misunderstand again..."

After carefully putting away the junior sister's private shoes and socks, Ouyang Rong rubbed his face vigorously and reflected deeply.

After sitting quietly for a while, the expression on his face gradually calmed down. He silently turned his head to look at the hazy night outside the window, and the cold and pretty face that ignored him not long ago flashed before his eyes again.

There was a warm current flowing through my heart silently.

"How could you be so stupid..."

Ouyang Rong murmured softly.

After a while, he suddenly raised his hand and touched the tiny tooth marks on his neck that were covered by his collar, and sighed softly:

"But it really hurts to bite my teeth."

……

Huang Xuan stuffed some extra reed catkins and grass catkins into the middle layer of the worn little red coat.

The autumn days were getting colder and bleak, but she lived a particularly peaceful life.

More than half a decade has passed since the incident in which I was helped by a nobleman and almost exploited by a businesswoman.

Huang Xuan's life is back on track.

There is no intersection with the young man in the felt hat and the governor of Jiangzhou who travels in a low-key manner.

She didn't take Xinhongye to the Xunyang Prince's Mansion in Xiushuifang and knock on the door.

Looking back now, Huang Xuan knew that the words the noble man left that day were just words to help others, to cover up the good deeds and reduce her feelings of debt.

Therefore, there is no need to knock on the door stupidly.

Some things just need to be kept in mind, but some people live in two worlds that don't even intersect. It's a reward for not bothering and forcing things to happen, and staying on track.

For Huang Xuan, it seems that there are no traces of the storm left behind.

In the bustling and bustling city of Xunyang with so many passersby, this kind of thing is, at best, nothing more than a small splash stirred up by a pebble in the rushing water.

The little girl in the red coat still goes out as usual every day. She goes to Hanlei Ink Studio to make handmade ink. She has a meal in the ink studio at noon. In the afternoon, she goes to the busy market next to the Xicheng Gate, running around among the unfamiliar crowds. Selling folding fans and red leaves, I rush back to the dilapidated courtyard to cook in the evening before my father comes back from work. If I'm lucky, I can get some damaged fruits and vegetables from the wet market I pass by, either picked up for free or sold at a discount.

Every day is very busy, but I feel at ease.

However... some traces of influence are actually still there.

For example, among the bullying stewards of Hanlei Mozhai, no one dared to bully her anymore, and they even walked around in circles.

I don’t know how they spread the news privately, but the madams from the brothel next door no longer dared to seduce her into prostitution.

In addition, the noble lady named Pei did not cause trouble for her and her father as expected. She even visited the door in person the day after the incident at the Xunyang Tower luncheon. At the door, she asked their father and daughter Apologize politely.

As for Landlady Chen, she never showed up again, and she didn’t say anything about packing up and leaving. Even the day before yesterday, she and her father came to pay the rent with the rent money they owed. Landlady Chen was frightened, and only after repeated requests from the father and daughter did he reluctantly Stop laughing...

When Huang Xuan goes home every evening, she will pass by the big house facing the street at the entrance of the alley, and occasionally cast a glance at it.

Like right now.

Going home again in the evening, the little girl in a red coat passed by this house. This time she forgot to look at it. She carefully hugged half a catty of soy sauce wrapped in lotus leaves in her arms and ran quickly back to her yard in the alley with her short legs. .

Pushing open the courtyard door, I immediately saw a paralyzed young man in Taoist robes sitting in front of the stone table.

Huang Xuan was not surprised. She took another look at him, then ran into the kitchen and put the meat with lotus leaf sauce on her tiptoes. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and turned back to the yard.

Before her father came back from work, she asked in a low voice:

"Has Taoist priest eaten?"

Lu Ya hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then raised his arm to indicate the jar of wine he was carrying.

"Did you eat and then come over to meet dad for a drink?"

Huang Xuan nodded and said:

"Taoist Master, wait a moment. Daddy should be back soon. If there is wine, there is soybean meat today. Daddy paid me yesterday, so I have to reward you for your hard work today. Soybean meat is suitable for drinking. You guys can eat together later. Give me the jug. , I’m going to warm it up.”

When Lu Ya heard this, he had no choice but to say: "You guys can eat, I'm not hungry, just have a few drinks."

Huang Xuan looked into his eyes but did not answer. After taking the wine bottle, she went to the kitchen to warm the wine and asked casually on the way:

"The Taoist priest also lives in Xingzifang?"

"Almost, not far." Lu Ya said vaguely.

"The Taoist priest can come over for dinner once a week, if you don't mind."

"I don't mind it. But... no need." He shook his head.

"it is good."

Huang Xuan glanced at the young man in Taoist robes with a paralyzed face who liked to come to his father for a drink these days and brought his own drinks every time, and said nothing more.

Dad never had many friends, and even fewer of them could be brought home. The appearance of this Mr. Lu was a little strange, but after knowing each other for so long, it seemed that he was not malicious at all, and there were people who could tolerate Dad's careless and reckless temper. Huang Xuan would naturally welcome him to drink with him to relieve the fatigue of the day.

She hugged her knees and squatted by the stove, lighting the fire and warming the wine. After a while, her body warmed up, and she turned back and asked curiously:

"Director Lu is here at Xingzifang. Have you seen the noble Chang Shi and the noble daughter of the Xie family again recently?"

"No." Lu Ya shook his head.

However, he was surprisingly patient when it came to Huang Xuan's questions. He even cheered up and answered in detail:

"The last time we met, we were in the palace study. Both of them were very busy. Mr. Ouyang seems to be busy with the Xunyang Grottoes now. I heard that he runs out of the city every day and sleeps in the open... As for Miss Xie, I heard that she is busy recently. Participating in cultural gatherings, I can’t get away from it.”

"Wenhui Gathering? Does the noble lady Xie like poetry and poetry?" Huang Xuan suddenly asked.

"Not really." Lu Ya hesitated for a moment, then nodded suddenly and took the initiative to say something: "She may be building up her literary skills in preparation for promotion..."

Huang Xuan, who was adding firewood to the fire, was stunned for a moment and turned her head.

Lu Ya stared at the subtle expression on her face with a straight face.

It wouldn't hurt to talk more about qi training. If this girl could get interested and even follow the example of fellow Taoist Xie, wouldn't it be helpful to open up something in the future... He thought secretly in his heart.

As a result, the young man with paralysis in Taoist robes began to look at the little girl's expression intently, vaguely expecting something.

The result is the next moment.

"Oh."

Huang Xuan nodded blankly, turned around, and continued to burn firewood and warm the wine.

No questions asked.

Lu Ya opened his mouth slightly.

It is said that one family does not enter the same house, but how can one have no desires or desires compared to him? Literary spirit and promotion of quality. Hey, why don’t you ask a few more words? How can this work? If we continue like this, we won't be able to get through the door.

Facing such a difficult little girl, Lu Ya felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. Just as he was contemplating, a loud voice came from outside the door:

"I'm back, Xiaoxuan. Is the round duck here? Have you brought wine?"

Lu Ya: "..."

Huang Feihong came back and pushed the door open. He immediately saw the sauce meat and wine on the table. His eyes lit up. He took off his sweat towel and mandarin jacket. He sat down and started eating and drinking. He didn't wash his hands and just grabbed it. It's not too dirty, Huang Xuan and Lu Ya are used to it.

While eating and drinking, Huang Feihong and Lu Ya chatted with each other. The former took a "round duck" in his mouth and patted Lu Ya's shoulder heavily with his oily big hands from time to time.

Lu Ya's face was expressionless, and there was a feeling of despair deep in his eyes. When he was in Prince Xunyang's Mansion, he was accidentally fed a mouth full of dog food by Ouyang Lianghan and Daoyou Xie, but he didn't even go to jail here.

While eating and chatting with the bearded man, the paralyzed young man in Taoist robes occasionally glanced at the little girl in a red coat washing clothes by the well.

Huang Feihong looked happy today and was enjoying the rice. When Huang Xuan asked, she found out that it turned out to be the Xunyang Grottoes between Shuangfeng. The wages had been increased in the past two days because of the cold weather. I heard that it was Mr. Chang Shi. Suggestions... This kind of salary increase for disagreements is much better than the unscrupulous foreman at the dock. The most important thing is that meals are included at noon, and you can also get two white flour buns for breakfast. Huang Feihong is embarrassed. .

But I didn't get used to it when I first came here. Now... Huang Feihong puffed up his chest, stepped on the stone bench with one foot, took a big mouthful of sauced meat, patted his chest to Huang Xuan and Lu Ya, and said, back then He made the right choice to leave the Black Heart Pier and go to the Xunyang Grottoes. His expression changed, and he covered his mouth and said mysteriously that there were still many old workers who came to him for a drink. They were envious and asked him insinuatingly. Is there any way to join Xunyang Grottoes?

Huang Xuan and Lu Ya looked at each other, and Huang Feihong suddenly beamed and told another piece of good news.

The Jiangzhou government will purchase a batch of old Xingzifang houses at market prices without compulsion, and then convert the sheds into simple residences. These houses will be planned in a unified manner and have everything inside. Although they are not grand and decent, they are definitely narrower than the ones they live in now. The dilapidated houses are much cleaner and more complete, focusing on improving comfort, and most importantly, the rent is very cheap. However, the first batch of converted houses will be given priority to the workers who worked hard to build the Giant Buddha in Xunyang Grottoes.

Huang Feihong talked non-stop and was beaming with joy; upon hearing this, Lu Ya poured a sip of wine and nodded silently; Huang Xuan pursed her lips and lowered her head to wash clothes silently.

At nightfall, Lu Ya said goodbye at the right time.

Not long after it got dark, Huang Xuan and Huang Feihong lay down to sleep early. In addition to their healthy work and rest habits, the most important thing was that they had no money and were unwilling to waste lamp oil. In this era, the so-called thousands of lights at night certainly did not include poor families. of.

In the woodshed converted into a sleeping room, the father and daughter barely squeezed onto a straw mat.

Huang Feihong fell asleep with a thunderous sound, and there were also waves of rhythmic snoring coming from other residents' houses next door, mainly playing an ensemble.

In the darkness beside the straw mat in the house, a pair of crisp and clear eyes quietly opened.

When her eyes adjusted to the dark environment, the little girl who was sleeping with her red coat lifted off the quilt, put on her shoes and got out of bed.

She walked to a cabinet in the dark and opened the door. A "squeak" sounded in the room, as if she was not afraid of waking Huang Feihong, who was sleeping soundly.

Huang Xuan stood on tiptoes and groped for the top layer of the cabinet...but came up empty.

Missed.

The little girl in red coat frowned.

Suddenly closing the cabinet door, she looked back at the dark night outside the window.

The corners of his mouth were turned down, as if he was a little unhappy.

……

In the afternoon, Xunyangfang, in the main hall of a public office.

After returning from the Xunyang Grottoes, a cold and cold girl in palace attire dismissed all the female officials.

It was Rong Zhen whom he hadn't seen for many days.

She took out a heavy red lacquered wooden box from the back hall, walked to the desk, sat down on her knees, and placed it on the table.

The red lacquered wooden box was opened, and inside it was like a matryoshka doll, with nine consecutive layers of blockades, but Rong Zhen used weird and confusing techniques to unlock them one by one.

Finally, she slowly took out a golden book from the bottom of the lacquer box, opened it with her fingers, and saw that every page in the book was covered with gold paper.

Judging from the softness of the paper when you slowly turn the pages, there is no doubt that it is made of genuine gold.

Rongzhen lowers his eyes and browses freely.

This golden book was sent all the way by Luodu Si Tianjian after receiving her urgent application. It was escorted by a special person and the eight Qi practitioners who were escorted were still standing at the gate of the main hall, waiting for her to check. Once returned, it will be sent back as soon as possible.

Compared with the priceless material and craftsmanship, what is more "expensive" is its content.

I don’t know how long it took, but the pink lips of the girl reading the book rose slightly...

　These two days have been a big chapter, a bit longer...

　　

　

(End of this chapter)