love on the cloud

He should also show up, my sister will take you to the front yard to find him, you apologize to him, and the matter will be over. "

"Well, don't bother my sister!" I hurriedly refused.This is not good, this is something that breaks the rules.

"What's the trouble? Didn't you say you haven't been to the front yard last time? My sister took you to play in the front yard. Be happy."

"But....."

"Ok, deal!"

Sister Chunhua's impromptu idea, I had no choice but to accept it dumbfounded.

Although many years later, I really want to go back to this day.

Don't follow your sister, don't sprinkle peanuts all over your body, don't be lazy to go to the lotus pond, don't be careless while walking, and let yourself notice the lonely figure in the pavilion next to you.

In this way, isn't it possible to live the most ordinary life of Ah Rong, who belongs to the little man?

☆, tears

Not everyone can go to the front garden.Even though Sister Chunhua said that there would be no problem with wrapping it on her body, I still lowered my head in fear when faced with the cold and suspicious eyes of the guards in front of the garden.

I once worked in the kitchen in the front garden, and I saw the beauty of the attic from a distance.At that time, I felt that there must be a school of prosperity and luxury, unattainable.

But did not expect.

"Silly boy." Sister Chunhua smiled and patted my head.The smiling face was tainted with a lot of charm by the red lanterns, and the eyebrows and eyes were full of romantic colors.

I saw such a grand scene, but I didn't like it.

The girl sweating and barefoot in the wing room should be Sister Chunhua.Here, it is too bright and too colorful, as if it is enough to draw out the restlessness of people.

I felt hot, so I said to Sister Chunhua: "Sister, why not, or..." I'd better go back.

At this time, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the sound of a solo piano came from nowhere.

All the threads of the thread calmed down my flustered heart in an instant.

Everyone in the hall fell silent.

There were several dancer sisters on the stage in the middle of the hall, but they didn't know where they went.A thin curtain was drawn on the stage,

There is a shadowy figure behind the scenes.

I have seen Mr. Wenyin who was out of breath after arguing with Mr. Wang; I have seen him walk in from the courtyard and greet me with a smile; I have seen the naughty smile on his face when he teased me.

Thin, lonely.Same as the sound of the piano.

I feel familiar.

The thin curtain slowly opened.

Mr. Wenyin's face was as pale as snow, his brows touched lightly, his fingers were slender, he was dressed in a white shirt, his collarbone was slightly exposed, and there was an orange candlelight beside him. He looked ahead with a resentful and affectionate gaze.

But I have never seen Mr. Wenyin, so strange, so charming.

"Huh, fortunately there is nothing wrong." Sister Chunhua said, "It took me a lot of work to make the piano sound so loud."

"Sister, isn't Mr. Wenyin the first-class young master serving in the room? Why is it in the hall..." Generally, the actors performing in the hall are third-class young masters. One of the best sons.

"Who knows, it seems that some mysterious big shot is coming today, sitting in the lobby. Mom specially ordered all the first-class young masters to go up and perform." Sister Chunhua pulled me to a table at the back of the stage, "You just wait here obediently, and after a while, sister will take you to see your eldest son."

I sat down obediently, only to see that next to me was the place where the musicians were playing the piano.

Sister Chunhua smiled and said to an old man sitting in the front row: "Uncle Man, I will trouble you to take care of this child."

"Hey, girl, don't worry." The man turned his head and smiled at me.

I quickly stood up and saluted.

This is probably what the young master once mentioned, Uncle Man, the luthier who was once famous in the capital.I was simply terrified and restless.

Sister Chunhua patted my head, "Uncle Man is very nice, my sister will go to prepare first. Goodbye."

"Bye bye sister." Bye bye is my sister's hometown dialect, which means goodbye.

After my sister left, Mr. Wenyin had finished playing the piano and left the stage, and the lights in the hall were turned on.

There was a lot of toasting in the hall.

The musician next to him also played the piano again, and there was a dancing sister on the stage again.

"Little baby." Uncle Man called me.

"Eh?"

"What do you think of the young man who played the piano just now?"

"The villain doesn't understand, the villain is just a slave, but the villain thinks it sounds good." I am really an ordinary person who doesn't understand the rhythm, so I can only answer like this.

Uncle Man laughed and didn't talk to me again.

I just felt uncomfortable and regretted that I followed my sister to the front garden because of curiosity.

I propped my chin up and watched my sister dance on the stage, but I was stunned.Hey, I don't know where the young master is now, and if the injury is better.

This attic has five floors and is the tallest building in the garden.It is said that standing on the top of the building can overlook the panoramic view of Kyoto, and even the imperial city.Of course, this might just be Ah Cai's exaggeration.How could he have been there.I looked up at the heavy red silk above my head.

Sure enough, I can't see anything.

"It's hard to give up."

A jade foot as white as snow was exposed from the red silk.

I keep my eyes open.

"It's hard to stay in the heart, and the flowers are facing the moonlit night."

Young Master Qianqiu in white was just holding a piece of red silk and hanging it above the hall, with leisurely eyes and a light figure.

"In the blink of an eye, it turns into sand between your fingers. It is better to forget each other for life after life."

In the ear is the singing of a woman.

Young Master Qianqiu followed the white silk onto a table in the hall, and everyone looked at him, unable to look away.

"Let's go back and see the faint green mountains, the flowing water, and the endless horizon."

The woman's singing gradually faded away.

Time seemed to stand still.

I thought that no matter where Mr. Qianqiu is, everything around him can only be reduced to a colorless background.Little did they know that in this world, there was another person with a peerless and independent aura.

In this way, the two figures stood and sat, looking at each other, forgetting everything around them.

"You?" Mr. Qianqiu frowned slightly, squatted down, and carefully looked at the man opposite, "Who is it?"

"Those who come to Lanyuan are naturally benefactors." The sitting young master smiled narrowly.

"Oh, is that so?" Mr. Qianqiu stood up again, tightened the red silk, flew up to the second floor, and then left barefoot.

The noise in the hall started again.The girls and the sons coaxed the benefactors, and the air in the hall became hot again.

But my eyes still stayed on the inconspicuous table. The young man looked at the girl dancing on the stage, but he didn't seem to be affected by it just now.

Why, I also want to ask.

who are you?

Thinking of this, the young master seemed to sense my gaze, glanced at me, and then turned his head away quickly.

While still dazed and confused, sister Chunhua came over and took my hand.

"Let's go! Little Douding."

"Go... Where are you going?" I was suddenly pulled up and asked hurriedly.

"Naturally." Sister Chunhua took out a needle bag, "I'm going to get rid of the person who ruined the show."

"what?!!!"

Sister Chunhua took me directly to the fourth floor.

Isn't it the fourth floor?The eldest son's room?

Then I found out that the person who Sister Chunhua is going to abolish is the Eldest Young Master!

Sister Chunhua kicked open the door of Mr. Qianqiu's room, then went up and grabbed the collar of Mr. Qianqiu, who was half lying on the soft couch with loose clothes.

"Qianqiu!!! What the hell did you do? Tell you to wear red clothes and red clothes! Tell you to fly around the hall and return to the stage?! What about the dance you promised?! I taught you how to dance for a month?! ! What the fuck do you mean I just let me fly away?! Tell me! I won’t give me an explanation today! Believe it or not, I will just cross you with a vase!"

After she finished speaking, she grabbed a vase next to her.

The eldest son didn't struggle, and softly, as if he was really shaken by sister Chunhua, he said in a voice that was obviously faked: "Come here."

The Spring Festival sister trembled angrily for a long time.He yelled: "You scumbag!" He dropped the vase and ran out holding a flushed face.

I stood by the door dumbfounded.

Chunhua ran to the door and pushed me into the room.

"While he has no guests now, you have to apologize and hurry up, I can't stand this monster and leave first!"

Then she literally closed the door and left.

I:"....."

"Apologize?" Mr. Qianqiu looked at me puzzled, being looked at like this, the clothes were pulled even more by the Spring Festival. . . .I cover my nose.

"Are you the kid who gave me peanuts during the day?"

I cover my nose and nod.But I didn't give you peanuts, son, I dumped you all over, and then you ate it yourself.

"Then...what's the matter?"

I think maybe the young master really didn't care about such small things, he really is a fairy-like figure.

"I'm afraid that peanuts will dirty your clothes, so I want to say sorry to you."

"Oh, that's it." Mr. Qianqiu straightened up, straightened his clothes, got off the couch, and walked in front of me. "Which family are you a boy?"

"Eh?"

He poked my forehead with his hand, his fingertips were cold.

"I'm going to ask your son to beg you, okay?"

I was still in a daze without answering.

The danger is like an instant.

In fact, I didn't know what I did in the heat of my head afterwards.It's just that when he saw the dagger stabbing the young master, he subconsciously pulled the young master back. As for why his body met him?

Forehead. . . . .

Mr. Hongyan poked my head: "You're just thinking about changing things, you're looking for sex, and you don't want to think about it. Is it possible for a hero to save the beauty with a body like yours? If it wasn't for Mr. Xihe ! How did you explain your life without knowing it?!"

I pulled the quilt and said aggrievedly: "I also want to be a hero like the young master."

The young master's expression turned blue and white, and he seemed to want to beat me up very much.

"Eh? I didn't die in the end." As soon as I finished speaking, the young master's fist landed on my head.

If you are not injured, you will still be beaten. This day can't go on.

After the son left, I lay in bed.

I'm so confused, I don't seem to remember many details of that day.

"You child molester is living here just to survive, you should have known that such a day would come."

"who are you?"

"Why save me?"

"Save his life."

"Oh, why should I save an irrelevant child?"

"It's saved, Qianqiu naturally owes the young master a favor, and he will definitely pay it back in the future."

Yes.

I pulled up the covers and hid myself in the dark.

Since I entered the garden at the age of five, I have been very favored by sister Chunhua and the young master, and I have not been in contact with the old men in the front garden, so I have not received much staring.I can calmly deal with being bullied when I go to the warehouse.

So I forgot it.I am different from my son and my sisters.I'm just the most inconspicuous slave, a slave who can be crushed to death if you step on it casually.

"Help me." In pain I grabbed a man's shoe.

Help me, I don't want to die.I said.

Then I saw that man with condescending eyes.

A man of extraordinary talent, there is not a trace of gray at the hem of his dark robe.He looked at me like an ant.

I have never understood so deeply that I am a lowly person.My life is just a favor owed by Mr. Qianqiu.

Lowly people, my life is like dust, not worth mentioning.

☆, grow

The few who were sold into the garden with me thought about their parents every day, and cried anytime, anywhere.

except me.Now the appearance of parents is blurred, I only remember that they are ordinary farmers.

When I heard that I was wronged, the first thing I thought of was my mother.

I lay on my side on the bed with my eyes closed.

"mother."

"My son, you must be obedient when you enter the garden." A pair of rough hands hugged me, and I was anxious and impatient.

"Let go!" I said.

"How did you talk to your mother?" A man next to me taught me a lesson.I looked up, but couldn't see his face clearly.

This is my parents.I know.

But, but.

why?

I don't have the slightest attachment to them. When they hugged me, their palms were warm, but I wanted to escape.Special thought.

"If you can survive."

Darkness, thick darkness.There is only one window, carved with exquisite patterns, and a silhouette of a woman is printed on the window.

"Mother and concubine as long as you can live."

The woman wore a complicated headdress, red tassels wrapped around her long cloud-like hair, her skirt was dragging, and her voice was gentle and lonely.

Winter is over.The breath of early spring is warm.

I swept the yard and kept yawning.

I've rested for so long, and I'm really not used to getting up early.Stretch out, uh. . . .The wound still hurts a little.

At this time, the young master was carried back full of alcohol.

During my rest period, a girl named Xiaojing was taking care of the young master.She came out of the house and helped him with me.

"I've already boiled the hot water, you go and carry it over and wait for the young master to take a bath."

"it is good."

She was two years older than me and made me merciless.

The young master's wine is very good, he just doesn't talk when he's drunk, he doesn't vomit or make trouble, he's very nice to serve.

"Arong."

"Yes, son."

He was often drunk, but he never called me when he was drunk.I felt strange and looked at him suspiciously.

He didn't speak, just looked at me.

"Young master, please go to sleep." Xiao Jing stretched out her hand to take off the young master's alcohol-stained coat.

"Go down." He said to Xiaojing.

Miss Xiaojing was stunned, the young master looked at her expressionlessly, and repeated: "I don't understand?"

"Yes."

Before leaving, Miss Xiaojing glared at me angrily.

I think the young master may be embarrassed to ask Miss Xiaojing to go out, and said: "Hey, so the young master is still shy?"

The boy just looked at me.His brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Master Qianqiu wants you from me."

"?"

"I promise."

"..."

"You go to wait on the eldest son, why do you still look like you are about to cry?"

I heard from Ah Cai that only men like young masters can cry, because they are good-looking and can make the old men feel bad. Those of us who are servants may not be able to cry in front of others, because we are ugly, and weeping is even uglier. Well, don't scare the young master.

My face was cold, but my voice didn't choke. I think I cried before, and now I'm not so sad.

In my heart, I regard the young master as an elder brother, like a relative, and I have been by his side since I was eight years old. "Sister Chunhua said, if you treat others with sincerity, others will treat you with sincerity."

"I regard the young master as my relative." I looked at him, wondering if the young master also regarded Ah Rong as a servant who wanted to send him away in the past six years.I want to ask if you can let me continue to stay with the young master?

The young master looked at me, he was drunk, and the corners of his eyes were red.

He said, I am a male prostitute, how can I have any relatives.

I remembered that he said more than once, as long as it is money, there is nothing he does not earn.The words in my mouth did not come out.

"Arong will bid farewell to the young master."

If he knelt down and begged, the young master might soften his heart.

But unfortunately, my mind is in a mess, but I don't want to kneel down.

If I kneel, I will really be the servant Ah Rong.I turned and left.

I have been serving the son since I was eight years old, and it has been almost six years now.

Mr. Hong Yan lives up to his name, with a smile like a rainbow.

His dream was to be a hero, and my dream was to be a little hero next to Hong Yan.

He was carried back covered in blood, but his eyes were incredibly bright.

He said that one day he will leave here.

Sadly, I can't see it anymore.

Serving Mr. Qianqiu is more leisurely.

Brother Aqian rushed to finish everything, and the only thing I could do was to stand aside in a daze while my son was playing the piano and drinking tea in a daze.

Behind Mr. Qianqiu's yard, there is indeed a lotus pond.

Now at the end of spring, the lotus in the lotus pond is still blooming brightly and beautifully.

"There is no lotus root." Master Qianqiu regretted, "Is that still a lotus?"

Then he closed the window, out of sight, out of mind.

I really sympathize with the guy who thought he was taking advantage of him.

The number one son in the world doesn't like lotus, but lotus root hidden in the mud, my lord.

"Arong."

"Young Master called you, you are deaf!"

I was knocked out and grinned.

"Ah Qian, don't hit him in the future, he is already stupid, but after hitting him, he will become even more stupid."

"..." There were tears in my heart.

"Why did you call Arong?"

"Ah Rong can read and write?"

"I don't know."

When Mr. Qianqiu had no expression, because of his excessive appearance, he naturally looked at people with a kind of arrogance.

A Qian looked contemptuous: "Sure enough, he is next to the inferior son, and he doesn't know the words."

I got angry all of a sudden, and I couldn't argue with it. The third-class son is indeed not qualified to learn calligraphy, and the servants of the third-class son are even less qualified.

Thinking of this, the anger in my heart was softened all of a sudden, so I could only stand aside without speaking.

"Do you want to learn?"

"En." I nodded.

The young master burst into laughter all of a sudden.

"Then I will teach you."

The No. [-] Young Master in the World is actually very idle and boring. Most of the time he just stays in his room in a daze. When he is singing and singing every night downstairs, Young Master Qianqiu has no one to count the cards.

The first is because it is too expensive.

The second reason is that Mr. Qianqiu would not go to Wushan with others at all.

Let's see what it means.It might as well be ecstasy with the brothers and girls on the first and second floors.The old man probably thinks so.

So Lan Yuan's top card, the number one young master, just got idle.

Oh, I was so bored that I started working as a literacy teacher.Sister Chunhua came to visit one day, so she commented.

I agree.

Fortunately, I don't seem to be that stupid, and literacy is not difficult.

One day after I memorized "The Chronicles of the Southern Dynasties", the young master seemed unhappy.

"You're so smart, it doesn't matter."

Then he turned his head and stopped teaching me.I think it is no fun to be a literacy master.

But the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual.After I got the permission to read the books in the son's room while the son was in a daze, it seemed as if I had found the meaning of life, and I became more fulfilled than ever.

Soon, I will be 15 years old.

I have been doing the job of serving the first son for more than a year.If you want to say what I think, uh. . .

The only thing is, no matter how beautiful things are, they will get tired of seeing too much.

I hurried to find a wooden stick for Mr. Qianqiu to knit sweaters.This is a new fashion in the garden, and Mr. Qianqiu can't help but want to play.

Before reaching the door of the warehouse, the steward greeted him with a smile.

"But the eldest son also wants to play knitting, and I have prepared the best woolen thread and sticks made of ivory, which will never wear down the son's jade hands."

I smiled and thanked.The steward went to get things from the house, and I waited outside the door.

Disputes could be heard not far away.

"A guy who looks down on people with a dog's eyes!"

"Who is a dog?! Isn't your master a dog?"

Then there was a burst of sex.

"Asshole, nasty."

Speaking of which, the scene of this dispute is really familiar.People also know each other.

I stepped forward and said to the dogs that still had yellow teeth, "I also said which dog barked so loudly, so how many of them are there?"

That's right, this is a fox pretending to be a tiger, and this is bullying.But who has the ability to dare to say "no" to my face.

The scene cooled down instantly.

The steward came over and gave me the things with a smile.Give those dogs winks and get out of here.

"By the way, Arong, haha, if Eldest Young Master needs anything else, don't make another trip, send someone to tell me, and I will deliver it myself."

I took the box and nodded.

The girl standing at the gate of the courtyard stared at me closely.

"Sister Xiaojing." I greeted with a smile, "But what do you get from the warehouse?"

Perhaps the hypocritical smile frightened her.She turned and left.

I sighed in my heart.

Only a few days after I was given away, Mr. Hongyan was promoted to second-class son.

What surprised me was that my value was so high that Mr. Hongyan could be promoted from a third-class son to a second-class son without the help of the master.

In this year, it is not that he has not met Mr. Hong Yan.

I would walk up to salute with a grin, but dodge when he touched my head.

Whether a child has a good disposition, willfulness or arrogance.

No matter how many times he can't help himself, he has already given me out as a cargo, without any hesitation, he has given me out.

☆, daily life

Back to Mr. Qianqiu's courtyard, as soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw a familiar figure.

that person. . .Here we go again.

Although I really wanted to go straight over and ignore this person, I approached him with a smile on my face and saluted him.

"Master Xihe."

"What is this?" He pointed to the box in my hand.

"Oh, some little things that the young master is playing with."

He took the box and twirled the wool inside.Obviously wondering how these things are playing, waiting for me to explain.

I smiled sincerely but didn't speak a word. He wasn't really interested in these things, so I pretended as if I really couldn't understand his doubts.

Sure enough, he frowned and closed the box: "Go down."

"Yes."

The young master was lying on the soft couch, and I heard that Xi and young master were outside.

"Oh." He seemed to hear something funny, and raised his pretty eyebrows, adding to his charm.

"I brought back the materials for knitting the sweater, son, want to play now?"

The young master nodded, picked up the hand-spinning needle made of jade, not knowing where to start.

I learned a few simple styles from Sister Chunhua a few days ago. "Young Master Arong?"

Mr. Qianqiu nodded.

I took the needle and thread, and slowly tied a few knots to show him.

Mr. Qianqiu's eyes seemed to be looking at my hand seriously, but I knew he was absent-minded, thinking about Mr. outside the door.But he didn't say anything, so I continued knitting just like this.The window is open, and the young master outside the door can see the lazy and beautiful Qianqiu young master at a glance.

And I am just a small foil in this painting.

But what does it matter, I like to play this, repeating simple actions, and finally can make beautiful things.

"Hey, I will."

I've almost finished knitting half a sleeve, Mr. Qianqiu finally took over the needle and thread again, looking at the already formed wool, his eyes widened, and he was amazed: "It's amazing."

"Yes." I smiled.

Young Master Qianqiu won the title of "No. [-] Young Master" not only because of his appearance.I learned something for a few days, and the son wandered after watching it for a while and then slipped away.

Soon, the sleeves are getting longer and longer.

"Young master." I was sweating coldly, and hurriedly called him, "It's time to change it."

But Mr. Qianqiu gave up quickly, threw the valuable hand spinning needle aside, and fell on the soft couch, lacking in interest: "It's not that interesting."

"..."

It seems that people who know everything are more likely to be bored.I laughed helplessly.

I took my yarn and hand spinning needles, sat down on the rug in a comfortable spot, and started knitting the other sleeve.

"Arong knit one for the young master."

"Ah."

"It's almost winter, and it's not easy to get cold if you wear a sweater under your outer robe."

"Ah."

Mr. Qianqiu suddenly sat up again, frowning, eyes downcast: "Anyway, there is nothing to do, so let me do it."

"Yes."

I was quite reluctant to give it to him, because the jade made of jade really feels good to the touch.

He took the things over, although his face was expressionless, but I was still amused by him.

"Master, you want to weave it for Mr. Xihe?"

"..."

He gave me a hard look: "Are you idle?"

"Eh? Aren't you always free?"

The young man narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Ah, I just remembered that I have to make tiger skin peanuts for the young master, and the villain is leaving." I ran away with a playful smile on my face.

Hey, what's there to be shy about knitting a sweater for your sweetheart?

I go to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The frost is coming, and the weather is getting colder.There were many withered and yellow leaves scattered on the corridor leading to the kitchen. I couldn't help it, so I started to kick the fallen leaves with my feet.It's also one of my favorite games.

Because I kicked the leaf with my head down and didn't look at the road, I bumped into a person straight up.

Obviously I bumped into someone else, but I gritted my teeth in pain, covered my head and looked up to see a familiar handsome face.

"Master Xihe? Didn't the master leave?!" I asked in surprise.

The man glanced at me.

I immediately apologized and left: "The villain will leave."

Then he turned around and walked away, as if there was a ghost behind him.

Ah yes!There are ghosts.

I am really ashamed, Mr. Xihe is my benefactor and Mr. Qianqiu's sweetheart, and he has never done anything to embarrass me.

But I hate him, or rather, fear him.

Master Qianqiu asked me why after seeing it?

I had no choice but to smile helplessly, and said, "Hey, my lord, in this world, there is no reason to like, and no reason to dislike?"

These are just perfunctory words to deal with the young master.

I just can't forget the look in his eyes when he saved me.

It doesn't matter if it's youthful spirit, or it doesn't matter if it's young and ignorant, I just don't want to lose this breath, respect him on the surface, but oppose him in secret.I always feel that I have been seen through. The scary thing about that man is that he is completely silent, making it impossible to guess what he is thinking.

It's as if he didn't seem to do anything, and let the independent No. [-] son in the world fall in love with him.

I thought embarrassingly.

"Brother Arong, what are you preparing for dinner?"

"Huh?" When I came back to my senses, the helpers in the kitchen were all looking at me.

"Cough..." I paused and thought for a while, "Make cuttlefish." I rolled up my sleeves and washed my hands.

After saying this, no one moved in the kitchen.

The mother-in-law who is in charge of purchasing food materials on weekdays said: "There is no cuttlefish purchased in the warehouse today."

"Oh?"

This is the first time I have encountered a situation where there are no ingredients.Suddenly a little helpless.

There was a moment of silence in the kitchen.

Eh. . . . .In fact, I'm just the eldest son's personal servant, I just know how to cook, why it develops into everything I want to decide.

I hold my forehead.

"Then...then let's make lotus root, ribs...do you have any more ribs?"

"some."

"That's good. It seems that Master Li Shangshu is coming tonight. Aunt Wang, please warm up the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that I brewed a while ago."

"okay."

"Xiao Nan, prepare some almonds and lily, and make it into lily porridge."

"Huh? Will the porridge become bland?" Xiao Nan looked thirteen or fourteen years old, she had just been assigned to the eldest son's yard, and she was a kid.

I smiled and explained to him: "The day before yesterday, Master Li had a slight cough. Lily porridge has the effect of nourishing the lungs and relieving coughs, clearing the heart and calming the nerves. It is a top-grade food in autumn."

Xiao Nan opened her mouth and sighed, "Brother Arong, you are amazing."

"..." My face was hot. , "I'm not very good."

"You are amazing!" Xiao Nan argued with me, "You know everything, you are gentle, and you are kind to everyone."

"and also!"

"?"

"Eyes." Xiao Nan stared at me solemnly, "The eyes are so beautiful."

The corner of my mouth twitched and gave this kid a shudder: "One day I will know how to flatter, bring me almonds."

The kid stuck out his tongue at me before running away, and ran to Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang, your skin is so good recently, she looks just like my sister."

After simmering the soup over low heat, I washed my hands and prepared to go to the room to serve the young master.

When passing by that corridor, subconsciously looked at the fallen leaves.

go away.

It's hard to tell if I'm relieved or regretful. . . .

Bah bah, of course it's good for that person to leave.

I quickened my pace to get out of there.

I returned to the room after working for a long time, and the young master was still sitting there knitting a sweater.

The only ones who can let the young master do things that he finds boring are probably only young master Xihe.

"My lord, Mr. Li is coming soon, hurry up and get ready." I said.

"Preparing for what?" He didn't stop his hands, nor did he raise his eyes.

"At least, put your hair up first."

Young Master Qianqiu has long hair loose and is dressed in a white plain robe. He looks very simple, but without the backdrop of the Chinese clothes, the young master's facial features look more refined, with a demonic look in his eyebrows and eyes.

What if Mr. Li loses his bestiality, can't he control it?

Then do I have to be a hero to save the beauty again?

Will he be beaten to death if he offends Mr. Li?

But Mr. Li looks very kind, is he a good person?

"Arong, don't be in a daze, come here and put the curtain."

"oh oh."

☆, Xihe

Mr. Li is a bachelor in charge of the Hanlin Academy. From the second grade, he did not hold great power, but because he was an errand in front of the late emperor, His Majesty the Emperor valued him very much. He is an adult whose mother should be polite.

So when I looked at the curtain, I was still quite apprehensive.Will your lord blame the young master for acting so willfully and recklessly?

Master Li entered the room and looked at the curtain, but smiled cheerfully, without saying anything.I breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Li is indeed a good person.

I call for someone to come and set the table.The lily porridge was boiled just right, and the almonds were white.

Although Mr. Li is no longer confused, he has a big beard, a firm outline, and his temperament is not like a civil servant but a military officer.His eyes drooped a little, and he looked a lot gentler.Master Li was probably a handsome man when he was young.

The good-tempered Lord Li took a sip of porridge, and a grain of rice stuck to his beard.I lowered my head and suppressed my smile.

"I came here just after I left the palace, thinking I could meet you."

"Oh." There was a shadow on the curtain, and the young master replied coldly.

"This porridge is good." Master Li praised.

Even if it's just a casual sentence, I still feel happy in my heart.

Mr. Li glanced at me, he was very gentle, without the airs of a high-ranking official at all. "Go down first."

I bowed my head and exited the room.

I sat on the stone steps in front of the door.Standing next to him was the servant brought by Mr. Li, a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s who looked calm.I've seen it several times and never spoken to it.

I took out the small wooden box containing the sugar in my arms, the amber would not melt in this weather, and I handed over the box.

"Do you want to eat, sir?"

"..."

The middle-aged man looked surprised. This kind of gentleman who serves senior officials probably doesn't eat this kind of candy, and was about to take back the box in embarrassment.

"Thank you very much then."

He twisted a piece and put it in his mouth.Then he stood aside in silence.

This gentleman is also a good-tempered person.I thought so and ate one myself.

Although the autumn night is cold, the starry sky is very beautiful.With sugar in my mouth, I looked at the starry sky and stopped talking.

There was a growing argument in the room.

"Do you really want to linger on like this for the rest of your life? The revenge of extermination..."

"Shut up!" Young Master shouted, Master Li stopped talking.

Before I could react to what I heard, the housekeeper next to me who just took my candy kindly showed the same expression as that killer back then.

He gave me a cold look, and instantly my neck was pinched and my breath was taken away.

Why are you killing me?

What did i do wrong?

I stare at the person in front of me, I don't want to die!I must not die!I don't know where the strength came from, I kicked over the flowerpot next to me.Then I heard Mr. Qiu calling me.

"Arong, go to the kitchen and make sweet porridge."

I coughed so badly that I retched on the ground for a while before I managed to get up.

"Yes."

I knew that the young master wanted me to leave quickly, I stood up and looked at the man in front of me, his face was normal, except for the broken flowerpot and the pain in my neck, I couldn't see that he almost killed me here.

I felt weak in my legs, so I barely straightened up and walked to the corridor. As soon as I was out of the housekeeper's sight, I fell to the ground exhausted.

My tears flowed out belatedly.It was terrible, and the despair of dying was lingering. I hated my own weakness so much that I couldn't resist anyone who wanted my life.

"what are you doing here?"

I was lifted up, and I opened my eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and it was Mr. Xihe.

I can't wait to tuck my crying face into my collar immediately.But he pinched my chin gently and saw the injury on my neck.

I thought he would ask something, and waited blankly for him to ask.

Unexpectedly, he took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and handed it to me.There is an exquisite Lu character on the medicine bottle.

I can't tell whether I was flattered or inexplicable, but I was taken by his natural demeanor, and I was so natural.