moon shadow

The breeze carried a faint scent of fragrant plums into the room through the open window. The young man was sitting in front of the table with a long scroll in his hand. The corners of his mouth raised an inadvertent arc. His side face was bathed in the soft sunlight, which was very peaceful and beautiful. .

After more than ten days, Si Nongyue has fully adapted to her current body, and she also enjoys the feeling of living again.

When he was young, he was arrogant and offended a lot of people, and there were not many peers who made good friends with him, so even though it is a sunny spring day, no one invites him to travel or to learn martial arts, and he is happy to be at ease , staying alone in his own yard, sorting out the memories of the past and the future, although relying on knowing the future to avoid some mistakes is just a small way, after all, it will not last long, but now that his strength is low, he can win more time, so that in the future one can be completely freed from the shackles of worldly affairs.

"My lord." Yun'er, the personal servant who took care of him, broke into the house carrying a food box, her eyes were bright, obviously she was not afraid of Si Nongyue at all, "Try the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by this servant."

The sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus that was collected and pickled last autumn is used in the pastry. The fragrance is not strong, but the sweetness precipitated in the shallow taste and the sweetness of the pastry itself are just right.

"Not bad." Si Nongyue took a sip and did not hesitate to praise her.

In his last life, at this age, he was proud and unrestrained, unable to calm down when encountering things, so he suffered a lot, and was provoked to do many wrong things. When he was mature enough to deal with everything, everyone They've already assigned him sex.And in this life, he still has time to slowly change the impression of him in the eyes of others.

After all, Si Nongyue was born well. As long as he calms down, he will naturally win people's favor. With a little more effort, no one will care about those things in the past, and others will not have doubts about his actions. More sensible and calm than before.

This little servant girl is the best achievement. Ten days ago, she was timid in front of him, but now she is able to show her escaping nature.

"Would you like to send some to Miss Weiyun?" Yun'er was overjoyed when she heard the compliment, rolled her black eyes, and said flatteringly, "Miss is practicing swords by the lake."

These days, it was the first time someone mentioned this name in front of him, and Si Nongyue narrowed her long eyes, showing no emotion.

After a while, he opened his mouth slowly: "The entrance has a subtle fragrance but not too sweet, Junior Sister will like it."

He spoke slowly, not like being negligent, but as if he had carefully considered it carefully. He really seemed like a young man who only wanted to please his sweetheart.

"Yun'er will go now."

Si Nongyue smiled, stopped Yun'er, and said, "I'll deliver it myself, so I can see if my junior sister is lazy."

He can't quite remember why he was fascinated by his Junior Sister Weiyun at the beginning, and he can satisfy his curiosity by going to see what happened. Anyway, his adult soul doesn't have any thoughts about a little girl, so he doesn't have to worry about old feelings. possibility of resurgence.

Yun'er burst out laughing: "Miss is naturally more serious than anyone else in practicing martial arts. Young Master misses her, so there is no need to make such an excuse."

Si Nongyue raised her eyebrows, and stretched out her hand to flick the forehead of this brazen little servant girl.

Yun'er said "ah", covered her forehead, and looked at him pitifully.

Si Nongyue's heart was as hard as a rock, so of course he wouldn't be shaken by those eyes, but his face was as gentle as ever, he waved his hands and got up, took the food box containing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and went out.

He doesn't care too much about the rules between master and servant now, but as a slave and maidservant, he still needs to have the sense of propriety. How can he start a dyeing workshop after giving him some color, and guess what his master is thinking?

Today's things are trivial, but can she be lucky every time in the future, and only lose her sense of proportion in small things?He reminded him this time, this little servant girl couldn't realize it in the future, and lost her life because of talking too much, so he can't be blamed.