Chapter Thirty-Nine: The South Wind Knows My Intentions

After Shang Huanwan explained the task to Zhou Lin and Zhou Xiao, she walked around again, and when she returned to Baifu, she also brought a few good fabrics of different colors.

Let Qingfeng take the cloth and put it back in Wutong Residence, but Shang Huanwan turned a corner and went to Nanfeng Residence.

The cool breeze in the courtyard was blowing, Jia Nanfeng sat at the stone table, tied the rope, and the red rope flew on her fingertips, like a butterfly dance.

Jia Nanfeng was so attentive that Shang Huanwan walked to her side and didn't know that a plum blossom was ready, only to find Shang Huanwan standing with a smile.

Hurriedly got up and said, "When did my sister come?" My sister didn't pay attention and neglected my sister. As he spoke, he looked into the courtyard again, but he didn't see the figure of the maid Xiao Tao, "Sister sit down for a while, and I'll pour tea." ”

Shang Huanwan stretched out her hand to stop Jia Nanfeng, picked up the plum blossom bunch that had just been made, and said with a smile: "My sister is really ingenious, look at this bunch, it seems to be a real plum blossom." ”

Jia Nanfeng looked shy and said softly: "Thank you sister for your compliment." ”

Shang Huanwan played with the plum blossoms and said casually: "This situation and this scene make me think of a poem, 'The south wind knows my intentions and blows dreams to Xizhou.'" 'You say yes and no?' ”

The smile on his face was kind, like a spring breeze blowing across the willow bank, but Jia Nanfeng was silent and speechless for a long time.

Shang Huanwan was not in a hurry, found a seat and sat down, and also picked up a red rope, and braided it carefully, leaving time for Jia Nanfeng to think.

There's no way she's going to use someone who only knows how to take advantage of herself.

There was another gust of wind, and I don't know how many fallen leaves were blowing, fluttering and flying in the air, which made people feel poignant in a hurry.

A smile more desolate than a fallen leaf appeared on Jia Nanfeng's face, and he finally spoke: "Xia Zhi killed my maid. ”

Shang Huanwan's fingers paused, then danced lightly again, and after a while, she also tied a plum blossom wrap, which was eight points similar to the one Jia Nanfeng had just now, and even the knotting technique was extremely similar.

Shang Huanwan stretched out the veil she had just made and motioned for Jia Nanfeng to take it.

Jia Nanfeng took it with a little puzzlement, but at a glance, his eyes suddenly became solemn. If Shang Huanwan hadn't hit this line in front of her eyes, she would have thought that it was from her own hand.

looked at Shang Huanwan again, but lowered her head again, her fingers flying, and she played a new line. It was another plum blossom luozi, and Shang Huanwan also handed it to Jia Nanfeng.

This plum blossom is completely different from the technique just now, and it is obvious that the first plum blossom is still imitating her technique.

Shang Wanwan got up with her clothes and said with a smile: "Which plum blossom do you want?" ”

Jia Nanfeng did not immediately draw conclusions, but held the two plum blossoms and fell into deep thought.

I don't know how long it took, Jia Nanfeng threw the first plum blossom to the ground without pity, and raised the remaining plum blossom in his hand to Shang Huanwan, and said, "I want this." ”

The kind smile on Shang Huanwan's face finally fell closer, and said, "How do you want her?" ”

"I want her, ruined." Jia Nanfeng exuded a cold aura all over his body, lost his former demeanor, and squeezed out of his mouth almost word by word.

Another gust of wind blew, with a bit of coolness, Shang Huanwan helped the broken hair on her forehead, and wrote lightly: "I'll let Qingfeng send a few pieces of fabric later." I'm going to see the finished product in 10 days. ”

"As for Xia Zhi, you will see her, step by step, ruined and ruined."