Chapter 042: Tokens
Qing Yu looked around, and his voice was low and indifferent: "This is not the place to talk, I am waiting for you outside the South City Gate when I am ugly tonight, do you dare to come?" ā
Jiang Wanluo's tone was firm: "Why don't you dare?" Deal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
When I returned to Qingyun Pavilion, I saw that Yu'er not only moved all the bedding and daily necessities into the Changge room for herself, but also lit a small pinch of Xuewei incense in the incense burner, and the whole room exuded a faint sweet fragrance, which made Wanluo's mood much better.
I can't help but sigh silently in my heart, Yu'er, this little girl, is still very reassuring, but I don't know when she can become her real confidant.
"My sister is back." Yu'er walked in with a refreshing step, walked in with a bowl of rock sugar mung bean soup, and said, "It's getting hotter and hotter these days, sister drink a bowl of mung bean soup to cool off." ā
"Okay, bring it quickly, I'm having a dry mouth." Jiang Wanluo couldn't wait to take the soup bowl, took out the spoon and put it aside, picked up the bowl and gulped, and drank a large bowl of mung bean soup in Yu'er's surprised gaze, "Wow, it's so refreshing." ā
Yu'er tried her best to hold back a laugh and asked, "Why don't you give Yu'er another bowl to my sister?" ā
Wan Luo smiled: "No, no, I won't be able to eat lunch if I drink again." You're really painful, on such a hot day, you still want to boil mung bean soup for me to drink. ā
Yu'er waved her hand again and again, and before she could speak, she saw Wen Changge flash in half of her body from outside the door, and said with half anger and half a smile: "Little radish really has no conscience, he drank my soup, but he wants to think about other people's love." ā
When Wan Luo saw him come in, she raised her hand to wipe the soup at the corner of her mouth, and said unconvinced: "You shouldn't mean that you made this mung bean soup, right?" I don't believe it. ā
Wen Changge shrugged at Yu'er, "Look, I'm not wrong, your sister will definitely say this." ā
Yu'er hurriedly smiled and said, "Sister, this soup is indeed boiled by the third young master." When he came back from the porridge shop, he heard that his sister had gone out, and he was afraid that you would not be able to stand the heat outside, so he personally went to the east kitchen to cook mung bean soup for his sister. ā
Jiang Wanluo looked at Wen Changge's triumphant appearance like a child doing a good deed, and couldn't help but sneer: "Okay, okay, eat people with short mouths, and strive to have a better attitude towards you in the future." ā
Changge nodded meaningfully, and changed the conversation: "I just talked to Yu'er about the fact that you want to use the girl to run the porridge shop to deliver food, and she has a good idea worth trying." If it is the daughter of an ordinary family, she is probably reluctant to show her face, but there should be many girls in the drunken red mansion who have been forcibly sold, if you take the silver to redeem them and let them change to serious business, they must still be willing. ā
Jiang Wanluo listened to it, and felt that it was a good way, because she said: "Okay, I agree, so that we can also do good deeds." ā
With that, the three of them sat down together again and discussed everything in detail. When it was time for lunch, Yu'er went to the east kitchen to get food, and only Changge and Wanluo were left in the room.
Jiang Wanluo pointed to the two futons on the bed, sighed and said, "My mother came to Qingyun Pavilion in the morning and forced me to move the futon from the east wing. ā
Wen Changge raised the corners of his mouth, tilted his head and said, "Since it is my mother's meaning, what can I do?" If it really doesn't work, Young Master Ben will take it as a loss and reluctantly sleep in the same bed with you. ā
Before the words fell, Jiang Wanluo slapped her head, "Wen Changge, are you looking for death again, right?!" ā
Changge covered his head and said helplessly: "I've told you many times, the gentleman doesn't move...... Look at yourself, you are clearly a beauty, but where do you look like a woman in words and deeds?! I promise, even if I do sleep in the same bed with you, I won't have any thoughts at all, okay? ā
Jiang Wanluo didn't bother to argue with him, so she only said: "Whatever you say, anyway, I'll sleep in this bed tonight, and you can find another place by yourself." ā
Changge couldn't help but laugh when he saw her, so he came over and said, "Little radish, it's just a joke with you." You forget, there were originally ten rooms on the second floor of the porridge shop under our plate, and this morning I deliberately asked the little servant to keep the corner one to clean up, and when the house was curfew in the future, I quietly slipped there to sleep. ā
"It's about the same", seeing that he took the initiative to show goodwill, Wan Luo also smiled and said, "It's just that now that the west wing is for Yu'er to live in, the east wing is vacant, why do you have to go near and far?" ā
Changge grabbed a few grapes from the fruit bowl and stuffed them into his mouth, until he swallowed the last bite, and then said unhurriedly: "Well, I'll keep vigil for our porridge shop by the way, you know, the golden swallows have been haunting the city a lot recently, what if they steal from us one day?" ā
Jiang Wanluo listened to his far-fetched reason, and said in her heart that the legend of the Golden Swallow was a thousand gold as soon as she made a move, and you have just opened a broken porridge shop, so it is not uncommon for people to steal it. I'm afraid that this guy's vigil for the porridge shop is fake, and it is true that he went to the drunken Red Mansion to fool around.
Having said this, Jiang Wanluo suddenly remembered the agreement with Qing Yu tonight, she didn't know martial arts, and how to get out of the house smoothly in the middle of the night.
"After the curfew in our house, can't we go in and out at will?"
"yes, unless you have a token in your hand."
"Hmm..... What kind of token do you have? ā
"Of course there is, even if my father doesn't like me anymore, I'm also his son after all, and I still have this right." Wen Changge said, Fang took out a small bronze sign from his cuff, and told her without reservation: "This is it, as long as you hold it, no matter what time it is, you can enter and exit the General's Mansion unimpeded." ā
"I'll see." Wan Luo was about to reach out to take it, but Changge immediately retracted the token from his cuffs and said, "No, this waist card is a secret of the General's Mansion, and you didn't really marry me, so you can't give it to you according to the rules." ā
Seeing that Changge was so cautious, it was not easy for Wan Luo to force it, so as not to make him suspicious, so he smiled and said, "Stingy ghost, I don't hesitate to watch it." ā
After lunch, Changge didn't delay for a moment, and went to the porridge shop again.
Seeing him go out, Wan Luo called Yu'er to the room alone, pulled her to sit down on the edge of the bed, and said softly: "Yu'er, do you say that my sister treats you well?" ā
Yu'er nodded fiercely, "Of course it's good, my sister is now Yu'er's closest person in the world." ā
Wan Luo smiled slightly and said slowly, "Then if I want you to do a little with me........ Forehead....... I'm not quite worthy of the third young master, will you agree? ā
Yu'er sighed, thought for a moment, and said, "Sister, what do you want to do?" ā