Thinking like this, his fingers stretched out and intertwined with the slender fingers, like trees and vines that accompany each other, never separated.

Ling Ruo took the oil-paper umbrella and handed the cloth to Yinzhen, his hand stretched out for a long time but he didn't see him come to take it, and looked sideways, only to see Yinzhen looking at the misty drizzle, and opened the oil-paper umbrella painted with ink Jiangnan one by one, and the apricot-colored tassel on the handle of the umbrella fluttered in the night breeze with water vapor, "What does the prince want to be so distracted?" ”

Yin Zhen retracted her gaze, with a little nostalgia, "I remember that in the past, the emperor's mother liked to hold me to watch the rain when it rained at night, she said that this would make people feel calm and peaceful, and forget all their troubles." ”

The emperor in Yinzhen's mouth is the queen of filial piety, and for Yinzhen, she is the only person in the harem who loves herself wholeheartedly, and it is also his warmest memory.

Ling Ruo thought for a moment, stared at Yinzhen and said with a smile: "The Old Summer Palace is not too far from here, it is better for the concubine to accompany the fourth master to go back, speaking of which, the concubine has not walked such a long way with the fourth master." ”

Yin Zhen was surprised, he had this plan, but he didn't plan to take Ling Ruo with him, he didn't have the impression that any woman was willing to walk such a long way, and it was still when it was raining.

At first, Mei'er felt very happy, but as the splashing rain soaked her newly changed embroidered shoes, she began to pout, threw the umbrella and ran back into the house, refusing to leave anything.

There was a faint joy floating in my heart, taking the umbrella and propping it on the heads of the two, the tassels drooped, and slowly walked into the rain, speechless, but there was the beauty and tenderness of tranquility to the extreme......

When he was about to step out of Changchun Garden, Ling Ruo glanced back, and happened to see the lights of Chunhui Hall extinguished, thinking of the old man who held the supreme power in the world, Ling Ruo's heart moved, and said softly: "The emperor's health is not very good, the fourth master has to come and see the emperor in time." ”

Yinzhen snorted and didn't say anything, but Ling Ruozhi said that he listened, and from the dog's mouth, she knew that Yinzhen was reprimanded, Mei'er had been to Yongwang's Mansion as she expected, and the dog didn't hear what to say, but she saw Yinzhen's extremely gloomy expression after Mei'er left...... Injuries on the hands.

She believes that after that time, her heart is as proud as Yinzhen, and she will never be willing to be silent again.

Nalan Mei'er, until now, didn't know that she had become a pawn in the hands of others.

Such a woman, ignorant but blessed, and she ...... There is no such blessing, and I can only struggle in the boundless darkness, just to grasp that little hope and ...... Yinzhen's thin love......

The night passed in the rain, and when I woke up in the morning, the sky had cleared, and only the wet reminder was that it had rained last night.

Ling Ruo is now resting in the west of the Old Summer Palace, in the peace of Wanfang, built on the water, unlike the fish leaping and flying, this place is not surrounded by a stream, but a blue lake, only a road is connected to the shore. Standing in the Wanfang Building during the day, looking around, you can see the rippling blue waves; At night, you can sleep in the bed and listen to the sound of fish jumping on the shore of the lake.

After waiting for Yinzhen to change his clothes, Ling Ruo didn't feel sleepy, and simply went to the kitchen to see what she asked Li Wei and them to prepare yesterday. When I got there, I found that all the things I wanted had been placed on the table, so I immediately rolled up my sleeves and put everything in order, and then put it in a purple casserole and stewed it over water.

"Master, can these things really cure the emperor's cough?" Ling Ruo knew all the things that Mo Yu put into the purple casserole, but because he knew it, he knew that these things were very ordinary, how could they have such a miraculous effect.

"You see." Ling Ruo didn't explain, only smiled and asked Moyu to light the fire, just at this time Li Wei also arrived, so he asked him to help make the fire, and Ling Ruo himself took a handful of the kitchen used to fan the fire

Pu fan, master the heat. Li Weiyuan said that it would be okay to have them take care of it, but Ling Ruo knew that it didn't matter what was next to this home remedy, only one heat must be controlled, in the past, when Ama coughed non-stop, E-Niang was like this in the kitchen all morning, just to fry this recipe.

Li Wei couldn't persuade Ling Ruo when he saw it, so he could only let Mo Yu hurry up and see what was available in the kitchen to make a few dim sum porridges to save the master from starving. He was on the side, who made it early at the moment, and the people in the kitchen had not yet come.

After the two of them were busy for a while, they made a red bean porridge with three-color snacks and a freshly fried mountain delicacies spiny dragon sprouts, which was also delicious. After they had all eaten, they saw that the people from the kitchen came one after another, and when they saw Ling Ruozai, they were stunned for a moment, and then came over to salute, and called out to the lady.

Although no one had told them about Ling Ruo's identity, they had also inquired a little bit about it, and they were full of curiosity about this woman who enjoyed the Old Summer Palace alone as a concubine.

The last thing to walk in was the kitchen steward, a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a small figure, a pair of small eyes, and a mustache on his lips, which he touched from time to time; He was wearing a sauce-colored gown, and he walked with three shakes, which was nothing, but his legs were of different lengths, and this shake was even more obvious, and he didn't see it, but it looked like a duck learning to walk, which was extremely ugly.

He looked at Mo Yu like this and laughed for a while, and poked Li Wei next to him with his elbow and whispered, "When did such a person come to our garden?" ”

Before Li Wei could answer, the steward had already seen Ling Ruo, and his eyes narrowed slightly, so that his eyes, which were not much bigger than mung beans, were left with only a slit.

"Slave Wu De greets the lady." Wu De came up and saluted, but he didn't bow his legs or bend his legs, and he didn't look like a salute no matter how he looked at it, but he just coped with things.

When Mo Yuzheng frowned, Li Wei's voice came over at the right time, "His name is Wu De, I heard that he is a distant relative of Tong Fujin's hometown, and he came to Tong Fujin, and it happened that the emperor rewarded the fourth master of the garden, so he arranged for him to be a steward here." ”

"It turned out to be Tong Fujin's person, no wonder it doesn't like what it looks like." Mo Yu suddenly, looking at Wu De's gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little more disgusted.

In the past, Ling Ruo might not care about Wu De's demeanor and courtesy that he didn't put in his eyes, but now...... Oh, people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden; The wicked always need the wicked to grind, not to mention that she also heard Li Wei's words.

I only heard her say with a pleasant face: "I haven't seen Steward Wu before, but you just entered the garden?" ”

Seeing that Ling Ruo didn't dare to make any accusations, Wu De became more and more proud, "What the lady said is that not long after the slave came, Meng Tong Fujin took care of him and found an errand in charge of affairs in the garden. The implication was to tell Ling Ruo that he, Wu Fu, was a member of Tong Jia's clan.

Ling Ruo pulled the rice bead pendant under his ear and smiled slightly, "Since you are a newcomer, don't you know the rules in charge of Wu?" ”

"Rules? What rules? Wu De was stunned by what she said, and he didn't understand what she meant.

Ling Ruoyang raised his face, and his smile gradually cooled, "Little Weizi, teach Steward Wu how to salute when he sees his master." ”