Chapter XII

Xu Rouling loves Shu embroidery very much, naturally she knows Wen Shu, and then she carefully looked at this sachet, although it is old, but the exquisite embroidery can still be seen.

And Wen Xiu looked at Wen Zhili with a surprised face, this sachet was indeed embroidered by her mother. Because she didn't like the people in the official family, she deliberately didn't give her embroidery to Heluo. It was originally to directly expose their tricks today, but who would have thought that all this seemed to be expected by Wen Zhili.

In addition, Wen Zhili was surprised that she could recognize her mother's embroidery, and her inner defense against Wen Zhili was lightened a little.

He Luo was also surprised, she didn't expect that the sachet was Wen Shu's embroidery. Then I thought of what the purpose of Wen Xiu gave her other people's embroidery, and it was clear that she wanted to play her. He Luo was even more angry when she thought of this, but she didn't show it. I regretted why I helped Wenxiu speak just now, and scolded myself for being nosy in my heart.

"It's really clumsy that I can't recognize Mrs. Wen's work. I wonder if Lord Wen can give this sachet to Rouling? Xu Rouling looked at the sachet with a hint of longing in her eyes.

"It's just a sachet, if Miss Xu likes it, just take it." Wen Zhili smiled slightly, and made a gesture of invitation after speaking. Xu Rouling hurriedly put the sachet into her sleeve, her eyes showing a little joy.

However, Wen Xiu's eyes dimmed, it was a rare relic of her mother in her hands. I hate myself for handing it over for the sake of a momentary pleasure. The original plan was also not implemented, and this is the so-called stealing chickens and rice.

Seeing Wen Xiu's loss, Wen Zhili didn't react. Picking up the tea at hand and taking a sip, he frowned, still not liking the feeling of the tea being cold.

He Luo applauded Wen Zhili in his heart, although he knew that it was wrong for him to gloat like this, but he still had a feeling of breathing.

Wen Zhili and Xu Rouling chatted about something else, mainly Xu Rouling asked and Wen Zhili replied. Xu Rouling seemed to be particularly interested in Wen Zhili, so she was about to ask the ancestors of the Wen family for several generations.

And Wen Zhili's attitude has always been neither salty nor light, which aroused Xu Rouling's desire to conquer even more, and now she wants to get this man even more.

It wasn't until the maid reminded Xu Rouling that the tea tasting meeting with several ladies in Beijing was about to start in the afternoon, that she saluted and reluctantly left. Before leaving Wen Xiu's room, Wen Zhili seemed to say something to her, and He Luo knew that he only said four words, 'Flowers and Flowers'.

He Luo sent Xu Rouling to the door of the embroidery workshop, and breathed a sigh of relief after watching her leave. She went to the shopkeeper to get the 'Flowing Years Between Flowers', and then returned to Wenxiu's room. Wen Zhili still maintained his usual cold attitude, only Wen Xiu was a little disappointed.

As if seeing her disappointment, Wen Zhili glanced at her after seeing He Luo come in. Although He Luo was a little reluctant in his heart, he still handed the brocade box to Wen Xiu.

"Miss Wen, it's not our fault to give away your sachet today, and this fan is our apology at that time." He Luo said and sent the brocade box to Wen Xiu.

"Miss Heluo, where did you conjure this thing?" Wen Xiu was a little surprised.

"I left it there yesterday, and I just sent Miss Xu out, so I picked up something and came back." He Luo opened the box as he spoke, and Wen Xiu saw the delicately embroidered fan inside, and burst into tears for a moment.

"This is, this is the 'Flowing Year of Flowers' embroidered by my mother. My mother loves embroidery the most in her life, and she has embroidered for two years in this 'flower year', which can almost be said to be her painstaking work. But I heard my mother say that she gave this fan to her best friend, how can you have it? Wen Xiu looked at the fan, and her eyes were full of love.

"This is a relic of my mother, and after hearing that Mrs. Wen died, she was also devastated. Before he died, he told me that he must return this 'Flowing Year of Flowers' to its original owner. Wen Zhili stood up after speaking, "Heluo, the things that need to be done have been done, let's go." ”

He Luo put the 'Flowing Year Between Flowers' on the small table and turned to leave. When she closed the door for Wen Xiu, she saw Wen Xiu looking at her gently and whispered "thank you".

On the way back, He Luo didn't say a word. Wen Zhili noticed that her mood was wrong, and Wen Sheng asked, "Is this angry?" ”

He Luo just glanced at him with a slight resentment, but still didn't speak.

"Are you angry that your plan was not implemented, or are you angry that I gave Miss Wen the 'Flowing Years of Flowers'?" Wen Zhili looked at her resentful eyes and actually laughed.

"No, I'm just jealous." He Luo sighed after speaking, "I'm also angry with myself, even if I know that Ye is not a good person, I still think that Ye is so good when he smiles." ”

"Oh? What are you jealous of me? Let's hear it. Wen Zhili listened to his words and suddenly became interested.

"It's normal for plans not to be implemented, after all, everything in the world is changing rapidly, and plans never keep up with changes. Now that my goal has been achieved, I feel that my efforts are still worthwhile. As for the 'Flowing Year of Flowers', it's really a pity to be given away, but it's originally the master's thing, and whoever the master wants to give it to is the freedom of the master. He Luo's tone was calm, "But Miss Xu has suffered a loss, and she could have gotten the 'Flowing Year Between Flowers'." This next sachet sent her away. ”

"I didn't plan to give this 'Flowing Year Between Flowers' to Xu Rouling." Wen Zhili stopped and looked at He Luo, his tone calm.