The seventh day of July is Jinghu's birthday, and in previous years, she invited the little lady who was good friends with her to come to Yongning County Mansion as a guest. And because it coincides with the Chinese Valentine's Day, I always have to do something related to the festival in the garden.

Worshipping the moon, threading needles, catching happy spiders, and celebrating festivals always make Jinghu feel happy.

But today is already the first day of Qixi Festival, and she mentioned her birthday to Ke Ming that day, but he still has no movement.

She didn't expect Qixi to go out with him like the Dragon Boat Festival, but she just thought that he should also remember this matter and give her some gifts, right?

She is not short of gold and silver property, she is not short of jewelry and powder, but she lacks a gift that he carefully selected and gave her.

Jing Hu sat in Fang Shixuan all morning, thinking only about Ke Mingxu wholeheartedly. It was finally noon before I waited for the bean green that came back from the outer courtyard.

"Little county lord, this is Mrs. Zhang on the door just sent it, saying that it is a congratulatory gift from Master Ke's Mansion to you."

Even though the little county lord is left and right, he has no friendship with the people in Ke Taishi's Mansion, except for Ke Mingxu.

She was so happy that she had to open the gift box for a long time.

This gift box is a long strip, I think it is not a painting, it is a word, she finally opened it, but it is indeed a painting.

The scroll is of white jade, carved into the shape of a gardenia. As soon as she unfolded the scroll, she first smelled the elegant fragrance of flowers.

Ke Ming recounted the garden outside the Chang'an Hall that night, with gardenia trees comparable to Jinghu on one side, a cobblestone road in the middle, and a low clump of jasmine on the other.

The moonlight is bright, the clouds are few, and the path stretches forward, and the meaning of the painting is not endless.

On the scroll is his inscription, not a poem, just the four words "I wish Fangchen". He wrote in small letters, neat and powerful, and Jinghu stretched out his finger and traced it along his handwriting several times.

Words are like his people, he is such a square gentleman.

In the scroll, however, there is also a light cloud-colored Xie Gong note, which was very popular in Yanjing to write letters a few years ago.

She also asked someone to buy a lot of them back, but she was too lazy to write, and she never sent a letter, and the stack of Xie Gong's notes was finally taken by her to drink the girls' paper-cutting and play.

Only Liu Huang felt that it was a tyrannical thing, so she rewarded her with another stack.

Ke Mingxu couldn't understand all the words written on this Xie Gongjian, probably some foreign words. Is this bullying her for not reading much?

But this kind of text, even if you go to the Hanlin Academy to correct an old pedant, I'm afraid you can't understand it, right?

So what did he write this to her for?

Jinghu quickly remembered the day of the palace banquet, and she said that she liked you to come and go the most. She gave him a hint and told him that Tanabata was her birthday.

So is this Xie Gongjian the next step he has prepared for her?

Her heart immediately became excited, and after nearly a month of waiting, she was waiting for a result that made her very happy.

Dou Lu saw that she held the Xie Gong note to her heart, and her face was sweet, and she was a little puzzled. In the past, the small county lord would only be happy with the silver won by wiping the dominoes and the newly bought dominoes in the gaming cabinet.

Her tone was confused, "Little county lord, who sent this thing?" Isn't Master Ke's Mansion grandma's maiden home, how can she send you something? ”

Jinghu was in a good mood, turned around and hooked Doulu's chin with his fingers, "I am loved by everyone for your little county lord, since it is my birthday, isn't it normal for someone to give me a gift?" ”

Doulu had long been used to being teased by her like this, and her chin rested on her fingers and she didn't move, "Oh, the slave just asks." ”

"Then do you want to hang up the painting of the little county lord, or let the slave and maid put it away."

She put on an indifferent attitude, but Jinghu wanted to tease her even more, "Don't ask casually, ask carefully." Ask again who sent this painting. ”

Doulu is as good as a stream, "Little county lord, who sent this painting?" ”

Jinghu was slightly satisfied, "It was sent by this Yanliang for the 100th anniversary of the founding of the country, and the youngest champion Lang." ”

At this moment, Zidoulu was a little surprised, "Is it Lord Xiao Ke?" When did the little county lord have a relationship with him? ”

Master Ke? Yes, his grandfather is Master Ke, so he is naturally Lord Ke. It's the first time she's heard someone call him like this, just like the "little county lord", he is a "small" generation.

It's much more fun than "Brother Keshi", not bad, yes, I'll call him that next time.

Jinghu continued to tease the somewhat naïve Doulu, she made an exaggerated look, "Doulu, isn't it, why don't you even know about this matter, you still claim to be the closest girl to me." ”

"You go and ask Liu Huang casually, just ask Liu Huang, she knows for sure. You've been too careless on an errand lately, and it's been three months since I and Lord Xiao Ke came and went. ”

If you want to ask other maids, they don't know very well. There is only Liu Huang, who served on the side that night outside the Chang'an Palace, and he was born smart, so he must have guessed a few points.

In the past, it was indeed Doulu who knew her best, because she told her everything, so that Doulu could be a good accomplice for her. But she has been busy in her heart about this matter, so she has never told her.

She also knows Doulu best, and when she says this, she is sure that she will go to Liu Huang as soon as she is worth it—even if she meets Cyanqing and Baolan first, she will look for Liu Huang.

If you don't know how to turn a corner, you're talking about people like Doulu.

Doulu's face really changed greatly, and he couldn't help but pout, looking sad. I want to say something, but I can't say it.

Jinghu can't really make other little girls cry, she still knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

He hurriedly touched her head, "Good bean green, I'm teasing you." I've only known Xiao Ke for a few months. ”

"You weren't there when I was with him, and you didn't tell anyone when I came back, of course you don't know. I don't blame you, I don't blame you, don't cry. ”

Doulu still looked a little sad, teasing her like this, but because she was the master, he didn't say anything about her.

"The little county lord just said, Baolan, Hongqing and Sister Liu Huang all know, only I don't know."

Jinghu had no choice but to say: "It's also a lie, Baolan and Qingqing don't know, only Sister Liu Huang knows because she once served on the side, I really don't blame you." ”

"Okay, don't be sad, go and hang this painting for me, in the center of the feasting room, and I will be able to look at it every day."

Doulu accepted Qi Rong and busily looked for someone to hang the painting.

Only Jing Hu was left sitting at the table alone, holding the Xie Gong note, and he couldn't say what it felt like in his heart.