Slowly Deep Love

As night fell, Li Hengtu stood at the door, looking at the lilac flowers in the yard.

The clumps and clusters of them grow lush and green.

He unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

It was not yet the time for the lilac flowers to bloom, but he seemed to smell a faint fragrance that was refreshing.

Li Hengtu strolled to the edge of the flowers and reached out to touch the green leaves and branches.

Whenever I see these flowers, I always think of Yue Weiwei unconsciously. These flowers are planted for her and grow for her.

Immersed in this lovesickness, Li Hengtu looked far away in the direction of Qingyuan Mountain.

What is she doing?

Will you look at the sky while eating vegetarian food?

"She has been at Qingyuan Temple for almost half a day. The climate in the mountains is very different from that in the imperial capital. I wonder if she can adapt to it?"

Li Hengtu murmured to himself and suddenly became worried, afraid that she would catch a cold and be tired.

Chaoyang walked over from the side, and only spoke when he was close, "Sir, there is nothing serious in Qingxiang Pavilion, it's just that Suining taught a few maids a lesson."

Li Hengtu was looking into the center of the bush, where several new flower buds were growing.

He said: "Su Ning, this maid, is very active in her work, but she is very arrogant."

Chaoyang continued, "Yesterday, Madam Ming even cleared out a room for her. Suning is in Qingxiang Pavilion, and his style of doing things is still overbearing."

After saying that, he suddenly remembered something and added, "Today she also went to Xinyao Pavilion to pay her respects to the Third Miss."

Upon hearing this, Li Hengtu asked, "Did she go to Xinyao Pavilion?"

Chaoyang quickly replied: "Yes, sir, she didn't say anything important, she just used the guise of Madam Ming to say that she wanted to pay more attention to the third young lady."

Li Hengtu thought for a moment and said, "It is possible that Madam Ming has given this instruction. Suning is a utilitarian person and is afraid that if he speaks or does something abruptly, it will ruin the relationship between the two of them."

"In fact, Madam Ming is very smart, and Miss Three is also straightforward. If the two of them talk about everything together, any complex can be untied."

Chaoyang comforted him.

Li Hengtu remained silent, then lowered his head to look at the lilac flowers, only to find a spider web among the branches and leaves.

There was a black spider the size of a bean in the web, hanging on the web, motionless, waiting for prey.

"The spider has made its home in this lilac bush." ​​Li Hengtu frowned, looking displeased.

Following his gaze, Chaoyang saw the uninvited guest.

"Sir, I will have the servants come and clean it up right away. I will check it every day from now on and will never ruin your mood."

"Go!"

After Chaoyang left, Li Hengtu searched on the ground and found a branch. He picked it up, poked it towards the spider web, and tore the web apart.

The black spider suddenly flew away and finally fell into the bushes, disappearing without a trace.

Li Hengtu walked to the porch, raised his arm, took down a lantern, held it in his hand, and returned to the lilac bushes.

At this time, two maids and a servant came hurriedly. When they saw Li Hengtu, they looked nervous.

"Sir, let us clean up this lilac bush immediately."

Li Hengtu stood by and watched them busying around with lanterns in their hands.

They picked up the dead leaves on the ground one by one, brushed off the dust on the branches and leaves, and wiped them gently with a white cloth.

"Where did that damn spider go?"

The servant was very angry when he spoke.

"He must have disappeared."

"Who would wait there to die? Spiders value their lives too!"

The other two maids echoed.

"There's no need to kill them all. The spiders must have eaten a lot of insects and mosquitoes, protecting the lilac flowers." Li Hengtu said quietly.

"Yes, yes, sir, you are very thoughtful." The servant grinned and responded with a smile.

"From now on, you must take care of this bush of flowers and make sure it doesn't get covered in dust or have its branches broken."

After giving his instructions, Li Hengtu waved his hand and asked them to go back.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the wind started to blow, making a whistling sound.

He looked up at the sky again, and there were patches of twinkling stars in the darkness.

That night was the distant green mountains.

Yue Weiwei said: "I'll bring you a gift when I come back from Qingyuan Mountain!"

Li Hengtu was filled with joy, with smiles in his eyes and eyebrows.

What gift will she bring?

Li Hengtu looked at the sky and fell into deep thought.

Qingyuan Mountain is an important Buddhist site, not a market, and no buying or selling is allowed!

Only authentic products can be brought.

How many leaves?

A pile of dirt?

……

It will be revealed the day after tomorrow!

Li Hengtu stared at the sky with a smile, his eyes showing curiosity and anticipation.

Earrings, hairpins...

These exquisite jewellery pieces come alive on paper, all the result of her ingenuity.

Li Hengtu lowered his head and looked at the lilac flowers with a lantern. The flower buds were already hanging on the branches, ready to bloom.

If she designed a piece of jewelry for me, what would it be?

Li Hengtu gently stroked the flower bud and recalled the pattern of the hairpin.

He took a reluctant look at the distant mountains and the sky and walked into the room.

The shelves at the door were filled with antique jades, and in the center was a wooden box, which was exquisitely crafted, with a circle of patterns carved on the surface, complex but delicate.

Li Hengtu gently opened the lid of the box, took out a piece of paper and unfolded it.

That’s the hairpin in the painting!

The design is exquisite and ingenious, eye-catching!

What an amazing woman!

Li Hengtu smiled, took the drawing paper and walked towards the desk.

He is going to copy this hairpin painting again.

Ever since Li Hengying handed him this drawing, he became fascinated by it.

I had reconstructed the pair of earrings before based on my memory.

But no matter how he painted, Li Hengtu always felt that it lacked the charm and artistic conception of the original painting.

Now that he had the original manuscript in his hand, he had a unique advantage. He would often draw and look at it every day.

Spreading out a new piece of paper, he ground the ink himself and watched the thick black ink gradually spread and draw circles one by one.

Pick up the jade pen and take another look at Yue Weiwei's creation.

Li Hengtu paints with great care, creating a painting stroke by stroke.

Another fake was born!

"They look similar in appearance but not in spirit, oh!"

Li Hengtu put down his pen. He failed every time and was very happy every time!