Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

The water clock in the small, broken courtyard was out of water, so Mu Tou carried a few buckets of water to add more water to it.

For some reason, they felt inexplicably at ease when they returned here.

Several people didn't know whether they should go to work tomorrow.

Wang Heng walked into the firewood yard with two servants, and everyone got ready for battle.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just here to pass on a message."

"My young lady has instructed that we wear new clothes when we welcome the Marquis back to the city tomorrow."

After saying that, he signaled the two servants behind him to hand a few packages of clothes to Zhang Liu.

After distributing the clothes, he ran away.

Everyone had a gray short-sleeved shirt and a green half-length coat.

The wood picked the largest piece.

They were so happy because they hadn't bought new clothes for half a year.

Zhang Liu first took a cold shower and put on the new clothes. Although the salary paid by the Zhang family was high before, they saved all the money to support their children's education, and he himself always wore a coarse cloth gown.

……

East courtyard.

The servants in the East Courtyard prepared a hot bath for Zhang Jingwei, and two maids helped him take a bath.

He originally refused, but the two little girls were so gentle and cute, and their comfortable massage techniques instantly relaxed his tense nerves.

After washing the upper body, the two maids went out.

Zhang Jingwei looked at his body and found that it had become two shades whiter after rubbing the dust off. He also discovered that he had indeed gained weight.

But when I looked further down, I discovered something surprising.

Perhaps it was the massage technique of the beautiful maid that caused some physiological reaction in him, a young man full of vigor and vitality, and he found that his body had changed a lot.

As a fitness enthusiast, he used to admire his body after taking a shower.

The sizes at that time were just normal Asian sizes, but now they are probably catching up with black people's sizes.

He smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Sure enough, only by losing weight can it reveal its original form."

Some spices were added to the water and it was soaked for half an hour.

Zhang Jingwei exuded a light medicinal fragrance with every move he made. The smell was like the fragrance of flowers, but mixed with a fragrance that he had never smelled before.

He stood up, picked up the coarse cloth beside him, dried his body, and wanted to put on his clothes.

Although he tried hard to remember the steps he had taken to undress, he now forgot how to put on his clothes.

Dressed in a messy way.

I just put on an inner lining and walked out.

When he walked out of the door, he realized that this was the yard where the coffins were placed when he first came in. It was still as quiet and elegant as he had seen it then.

But now it was night, and he came to the pond in the moonlight, rubbing his short hair with his hands.

I was thinking: In the present life, I had a tough buzz cut, but now that I've lost a lot of weight, I might as well have a slicked back hair with a small tuft of hair hanging down, so that I would look like a member of the EXO boy band.

At this time, Huangfu Ling came in from the corner gate of the east courtyard holding an exquisite square hat. He did not bring any servants with him and wanted to give the hat to Zhang Jingwei personally.

As she passed through the corridor, she remembered that she had kicked Zhang Jingwei here that day, and a trace of guilt welled up in her heart.

She found Zhang Jingwei fiddling with his hairstyle by the pond and completely unaware of her.

"cough, cough"

After two dry coughs, Zhang Jingwei suddenly turned around.

"...This is custom-made by Taobao Zhai...see if it fits."

Huangfu Ling handed over the square hat in his hand.

As soon as he took the hat, Zhang Jingwei began to mutter: "What an ugly hat, ah, but it fits perfectly."

The hat Zhang Jingwei wore before was a bit too big, and it would occasionally move forward and block his eyes.

"Thank you, my short hair looks so awkward! And I'm sorry for bothering you to buy me a hat."

When Zhang Liu parted with him, he told him to be polite to Miss Huangfu and not to be too aggressive.

"It's not abrupt, and it suits your personality perfectly."

Huangfu Ling put his hands behind his back and kept picking at his nails. His mind was twitching and he really didn't know what to say, so he just said something casually.

Zhang Jingwei noticed that she was a little nervous, and asked affectionately, "My temperament? Do you... like it?"

"Like...ah, I can't say I like it, I just... admire it!"

After stammering, Huangfu Ling began to pupate.

The moonlight tonight was frighteningly bright, and the lights in the courtyard reflected a blush on Huangfu Ling's face.

According to Zhang Liu, Huangfu Ling had feelings for the original owner, but the original owner was thinking about the top courtesan in the brothel.

But Zhang Jingwei had never seen the girl in the brothel, and he didn't have much feelings for Huangfu Ling. After all, he had only known Huangfu Ling for one day in the real world.

Zhang Jingwei is not some innocent college student who is just beginning to fall in love.

I had a girlfriend in college and was about to get engaged, but she was cheated on by a rich second-generation man who was a parasite.

He never fell in love again after that, but he was not an i person either (i people refer to people with social phobia).

Every time when colleagues from the company get together, he always makes those girls tremble with excitement, but he has never thought of cheating on them.

……

When he came to his senses, Huangfu Ling had been standing in front of him for a long time.

He had to say something: "I'm sorry...I apologize to you for what happened yesterday!"

Huangfu Ling covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "In fact, the Tongzhi has already contacted me. Let's leave the official affairs to him."

Zhang Jingwei asked again in confusion: "Then why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

Huangfu Ling said, "Isn't Wang Heng still here?"

"Will this case..."

"My father is the Northern Marquis who guards the border. How could he be in the same company with these villains?"

Huangfu Ling knew what he wanted to say and took the initiative to express his concerns.

"I think so too. Um... that... yesterday you asked me why I wanted to marry into your Huangfu family. I think... I have an answer."

Huangfu Ling frowned, narrowed her eyes, and waited for him to continue.

"Although I have lost too many memories, but... every time I see you, my heart feels like it's been cut open by a knife."

"I don't just need the Huangfu family's protection, I really want to make amends."

"As the saying goes, a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold. Uh... I'll just be a good man for the beautiful woman."

All of the above were made up by him, including the proverb at the end. He couldn't even think of the next sentence, so he just made one up to get by.

Huangfu Ling nodded slightly, a smile on her face. The two stood in the moonlight, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

As their eyes met, Zhang Jingwei realized that his feelings towards Huangfu Ling seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

Huangfu Ling stood quietly in front of him, the moonlight and candlelight softly shining on her, like a fairy from heaven who had descended to earth.

Zhang Jingwei shook his head and threw the fantasy out of his mind.

"Well...it's getting late, why don't you rest first?"

Huangfu Ling nodded and left a word before leaving.

"You called me Lingmei before, so keep calling me that from now on. I like it."

Zhang Jingwei looked at Huangfu Ling's departing back, and a ripple appeared in his heart.

He stroked the hat, feeling the warmth on it, as if the breath of Huangfu Ling still lingered on it.

Back in the room, Zhang Jingwei lay on the bed, his mind racing. He knew that his feelings for Huangfu Ling were no longer just guilt, but also a kind of excitement.

……

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa in the workshop office, with only Huangfu Ling beside him.

Zhang Jingwei thought to himself: I am not dreaming, I am back already?

But Huangfu Ling was very abnormal at this time. She was wearing a rather interesting JK suit, with black and white half-length stockings covering her slender muscular legs. She kissed him with a charming look on her face.

"Huangfu Ling, what are you doing?"

Huangfu Ling's face flushed as she stripped Zhang Jingwei naked. "Fuck you! Wasn't what I said obvious enough?"

"Didn't I tell you? Call me Lingmei, I love you~"

After that, the two of them lingered together again.

Zhang Jingwei couldn't care less and poured out all his fatigue and negative emotions.

Only then did Zhang Jingwei wake up.

It was dawn outside. He wiped the sweat off his body with the quilt, took off his dirty pants, and with the dim light, found two pieces of paper to wipe himself, then went back to sleep.