Chapter Ninety-Seven: Worth It (One Update)
Yan Qing went out of the backyard, and sure enough, he didn't go, returned to the front yard, and began to take a nap.
Ling Hua also went back to the room to take a nap.
Yunluo, Liuli, Duanyang and others came to Qiyun Mountain an hour later, and the two of them had already eaten lunch and slept soundly.
Duanyang pulled Yunluo and sat under the window of the banquet and sighed, "When did the little marquis take a woman to ride a horse?" made an exception for Miss Ling. β
Yunluo thought to himself, did your little marquis make an exception for my master? He also sighed, "My master has delicate skin, and he is not used to riding fast horses, and he rides fast horses all the way to Qiyun Mountain, and his body bones should not be able to stand it, I am afraid that he will be injured." β
Duanyang: "Huh? "It's such a short road, isn't it?" β
"As for that." Yunluo is sure.
Duanyang was silent, in this way, it is not a good thing to ride with the little marquis.
The voices of the two were low, but they still woke up Yan Qing, and he ordered in the house, "Duanyang, throw away the golden saddle on the sweaty BMW, and make a new pair of animal skins, which should be soft and not disgusting." β
Duanyang stood up vigorously, suspecting that he had misheard, "BMW with a golden saddle, how majestic." β
Are you really going to throw it away?
"Thrown." Yan Qing did not hesitate.
Duanyang asked stupidly, "Little Hou Ye, why?" Saddles of animal skins, not so imposing. β
"What do you do with so much nonsense? Let you throw it. "The banquet is impatient.
Duanyang shut up.
Yunluo looked at Duanyang like a fool, this person is so stupid, how did he follow Yan Xiaohou Ye all these years, he could bear not to drive him out of the mansion?
After the banquet, he turned over and fell asleep again.
Duanyang pulled Yunluo and complained, "Isn't the golden saddle bad?" Xiao Hou Ye obviously thinks it's very good, how can you say throw it away? β
Yunluo explained to him with a blank face, "Because the golden saddle is too hard, my master is injured because of this. β
Duanyang: "......"
He suddenly felt that he was so stupid, he couldn't be kicked out by the side of the little marquis for so many years, because the little marquis was too kind.
No matter how good the golden saddle is, if the future heroine is injured, it can't be used.
He immediately straightened his attitude, "That's time to throw it away." β
He thought for a moment, "But it's a saddle made of pure gold, wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away?" β
Yunluo felt that the human brain was really the most amazing existence given by the Creator, and some people were too stupid and stupid, and they were born, so he decided to save him, "Won't it be melted into silver and spent?" Buy my master's favorite osmanthus cake? β
Duanyang's thinking was deviated, "Miss Ling likes to eat osmanthus cake the most?" β
"Hmm."
Duanyang said happily, "Let's wait for the mansion, there are also a few osmanthus trees, and soon after, the osmanthus blossoms, let the cook in the house make osmanthus cakes for Miss Ling to eat, the pastries made by the chefs in our house are even more delicious than those made by the master in the restaurant." β
Yunluo nodded.
Duanyang humbly asked, "What kind of animal skin saddle is soft and good?" β
Yunluo felt that it didn't matter, "It's just animal skin, one layer of animal skin is not enough, get two layers, and you don't need to do these things yourself, just let the shop that makes the saddle customize one." β
Duanyang felt very right, "I'll go now." β
Yunluo's ears are finally clear.
At this time, in front of Ling Hua's window, Liuli, Zi Yan, and Zi Xia were also whispering.
Although Liuli had already guessed that Ling Hua would definitely be injured, after hearing the two say that the injury was not light, she still complained, "Miss's brain doesn't know what to think, take a carriage to Qiyun Mountain and accompany the little marquis to stroll under the rain of begonia flowers to talk about love?" I have to ride a horse and suffer this sin, but now I am good, I have fallen, right? No matter how good the gyokuro paste is, she can't jump around immediately, she will always have to suffer for two days. β
Zi Yan and Zi Xia glanced at each other, they couldn't understand it earlier, but since they saw Yan Qing and Ling Hua eating and talking, they also understood a little, and said in unison, "Walking under the rain of begonia flowers and talking about love, it's okay to wait for the injury to heal, right?" A ride is always different. β
Ruri looked at the two of them in disbelief, "You two have stupid heads?" β
Zi Yan and Zi Xia: "......"
It's kind of a bit.
Liuli continued to complain, "The sweaty BMW is running so fast, even if the little marquis is holding the master, is the master very comfortable?" β
Zi Yan whispered, "The little marquis carried his master into Qiyun Mountain, it is said that he started to carry it from the foot of the mountain and carried it into the room. β
Zi Xia spoke for Ling Hua, "The master said that it was still worth it." β
Ruri: "......"
All right! If so, she thinks it's worth it! After all, who did the little marquis carry on his back? can let him carry all the way, even if the master's butt hurts uncomfortably, it is estimated that his heart will be beautiful.
Ling Hua slept until dark, and when he woke up, it was already time for dinner.
She grinned and sat up, and Liuli heard the movement, walked into the house from the outside, and looked at her with a hard word, "Miss, is it uncomfortable?" β
Ling Hua nodded, uncomfortable is really uncomfortable.
Ruri rolled her eyes, "Are you there?" Aren't you and the little marquis coming to Japan for a long time? He was brought to Qiyun Mountain by you to live, are you afraid that you will not have the opportunity to fall in love? Do you have to ride a horse like this and toss yourself? β
"You don't understand." Ling Hua is very persistent about the things he thinks are worthwhile, "I rode with Yan Qing and walked through the streets of the capital, many people saw it, is it that after we left, the capital has spread?" β
Liuli nodded, it's true, the little marquis and the young lady rode together, which was tantamount to adding a fire to a pot of oil, and it caught fire all at once. The two of them have already attracted attention, and now they are even more concerned and discussed.
Who is the little marquis? One day, how many people couldn't believe that he was riding with a woman.
"That's it, that's what I want." Ling Hua was in a good mood, "The two of us are like this, one pass on ten to hundred, after everyone knows about it, those women who love to admire the banquet will naturally know that they must have a heart falling to the ground and falling tens of millions of petals, feeling extremely hopeless." β
Ruri: "......"
Well, that's right.
Ling Hua said the purpose, "No one should think about the banquet anymore, it's better to die." β
Ruri: "......"
Ruthless or ruthless.
Ling Hua concluded, "Although I suffered some flesh and skin, it was still worth it, and Yan Qing carried me all the way in from the foot of the mountain, not to mention, but also to throw away the golden saddle." The golden saddle made of pure gold, he also liked it. β
What is it to make a person throw away what he likes for him, and suffer a little flesh and skin?
She sighed and was satisfied, "Yan Qing is so cute, I like him more and more." β
Ruri: "......"
The little marquis is indeed cute, you can do this, he can bear it, can he not be cute?
She was helpless, "Then can you get out of bed and walk by yourself?" β
Ling Hua's face turned bitter, "Not really." β
Liuli stretched out her hand to help her, "Then Ming'er can't make wine, right?" β
"Yes, Yan Qing will give me a hand. Anyway, it's also for him to make wine, and I have to work hard to satisfy him despite my injury, wouldn't he be very moved? Ling Hua followed Liuli's support and got out of bed.
The corners of Liuli's mouth twitched, what kind of fairy love is this, forgive her, a mortal, for not understanding.
Walking out of the inner room and coming to the outer painting hall, Ling Hua slowly sat down and instructed Liuli, "Go to the banquet and come to eat." β
Although I slept all afternoon, I still had the same meal and couldn't eat less.
Ruri turned and went.
When Liuli came to the front yard, Yan Qing hadn't woken up yet, she was still sleeping, she was speechless, and suddenly felt that Miss Yue and Yan Xiaohou were really a fairy-like match, and they could sleep from noon to dark during the day.
She asked Yunluo, "You call the little marquis?" Time to eat. β
Yunluo looked at the sky, nodded, stood outside the door and shouted, "Little Marquis, the master wants to discuss with you what you should prepare for Ming'er brewing when you finish eating." β
Yan sat up from the bed lightly, and his sleepiness disappeared, "Let's go." β
Ruri: "......"
She looked at Yunluo with admiration, "I finally understand why Miss chose you to follow Qin Sangongzi back then." β
Whether it is following Qin Huan or following Yan Qing, Yunluo's skills are definitely 100% full marks.
Yan Qing quickly walked out of the room, strode towards the backyard, he was so energetic, it was hard to suspect that he was still sleeping in bed a moment ago.
Ling Hua had just drunk half a cup of tea, and when he saw her, he opened his mouth and asked, "What do you need to prepare for Ming'er's wine?" β
Ling Hua was stunned, "It's been prepared for a long time, you don't need to worry about it." β
Yan Qing: "? β
He glanced back, only to see Liuli enter the yard, and he didn't see Yunluo, he smiled in hindsight, "What did Yunluo eat to grow up?" β
Ling Hua was very inexplicable, "Rice? Heroin? What do we eat, what does he eat? β
I haven't seen Yunluo eat messy things.
Yan Qing sat down and said slowly, "I also eat rice and white noodles, why is Duanyang stupider than him?" Could it be that your rice and white noodles are better than the rice and white noodles of Duanjing Houfu? β
Ling Hua didn't quite understand why he said this, but as if she was praising Yunluo for being smart, she blinked, "It's delicious, or someday, you will go home with me and sit down?" β
Your fiancΓ© can't keep going to the door of your fiancΓ©e's house, right? Now there is no need to invite him.
Yan nodded lightly, "Okay." β
He should go to have a meal and taste what kind of rice and white flour raise people like Ling Hua.