As he spoke, Ximen March had already approached, and his face was unconcealably happy. He had changed into a silver bedgown, a small grass-green cloak on his body, and a small orange lamp in his hand. Su Mengtang said "Yo he", beckoned March to sit on the edge of the bed, and the three of them looked at the orange lamp together - it was originally a full orange, cut it at the waist, took out the flesh, placed the wick in a small bowl of orange peel, poured it into a liquid wax oil, and when the wax oil solidified, it became a small lamp that could be held in your hand. Ximen March solemnly handed the small lamp to Qiuqiu, grinned and said to her: Xiaoqiu'er, you also have a lamp. Qiuqiu looked carefully at the orange lamp in her hand, and suddenly felt that her nose was a little sour, and the innocence of the child made her feel moved. She saw that the wax condensed in the orange lamp seemed to be mixed with some debris, and asked casually: What is inside this wax? Simon said proudly: "It's arborvitae, I heard the master say that burning arborvitae leaves in the incense burner can calm the nerves, so I put in the crushed arborvitae when the wax oil was not solidified.

Although Su Mengtang knew that this orange lantern could not be completed by Ximen March alone, he still moved in his heart, hugged Ximen into his arms, and boasted: It's really hard for you to be so attentive, how did you come up with these ideas. Ximen looked at Qiuqiu's expression in the crook of Su Mengtang's arm: she was so moved that her eyes moistened, and she didn't work in vain just now. He broke free from Su Mengtang's embrace and said to Qiuqiu: "Xiao Qiu'er, if this wax burns out, you can boil a candle and pour it in, and that's it." Qiuqiu nodded, gave him a warm smile, and said, "Okay, when I leave, I'll take it away and let it light up every day."

Ziwen, who came with Ximen next to him, said with a smile: "Little master, Miss Qiu is also sleepy, let's go back and rest." Ximen nodded to Ziwen, and said to Su Mengtang: Master, this orange lantern was made by Sister Ziwen for me. Su Mengtang looked at him gently and said: Good boy, you know that you are not greedy for merit, the master did not teach you in vain, so go and rest with your sister Ziwen. Ziruo also came up when she heard this, took the orange lantern from Qiuqiu's hand and said: I will put it on the case for Miss Qiu, and the girl can sleep with confidence.

After Ximen left, Qiuqiu lay down and thought about the small lamp just now, and her heart was quite uncalm for a while. Su Mengtang saw that Qiuqiu couldn't sleep, so he came to pat her gently, Qiuqiu hurriedly held Su Mengtang's hand and quietly stopped this behavior~ Su Mengtang smiled, she forgot that Qiuqiu had been sleeping alone since she was a child, and she was not used to outsiders coaxing.

When she woke up the next day, Qiuqiu saw that Su Mengtang was already sitting and grooming. Her hair was thick and shiny, all of which were scattered on her back at the moment, and Ziruo was combing her hair with a green sandalwood comb. Qiuqiu got out of bed and came to the edge of the dresser, Su Mengtang smiled and said: You woke up Qiu'er, did you sleep well yesterday? Qiuqiu nodded, she looked at Su Mengtang's round face in the diamond-shaped bronze mirror without powder, and the words "national color and heavenly fragrance" appeared in her heart. She was very curious about why Su Mengtang's straightforward personality had such a graceful and kind face.

Next to Su Mengtang's cheeks in the mirror, Qiuqiu himself is also reflected. Before yesterday, when she lived in the small courtyard with Yunhua, Qiuqiu had never seen a mirror, and occasionally looked at the water by the lotus pond, but she couldn't see clearly, and at this moment it was the first time she looked at her appearance carefully. Qiuqiu couldn't help but get closer, and carefully examined her face: her eyes were round and big, her face was round, her chin was slowly tucked in, her nose and mouth were small, and her lips were red and her teeth were white. Sun Xiaowen recognized her new appearance very much, and couldn't help but nod contentedly. This move amused Su Mengtang, she grabbed Qiuqiu and said, "Xiao Qiu'er, I haven't seen you for two years, and you are getting more and more cute now." Saying that he was about to kiss Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu hurriedly ran outside, but hit Ziyu's body headfirst.

"Autumn girl beware." Ziyu held her, and then came in and reported to Su Mengtang: Girl, Zhang Gongzi got up early in the morning to study, and he said that he didn't need so many people, so let me go back to the girl to take care of it. Ziruo was combing Mengtang's hair bun, Su Mengtang couldn't turn his head, he just looked at the rhombic bronze mirror and said to Ziyu: It's just right, you go and take Xiaoqiu to freshen up, and Sister Ning'er will come later, you can find some jewelry for Xiaoqiu and dress up better.

Ziyu said: "Miss Tong is already here, and Zhang Gongzi is talking with her." "What?" Su Mengtang subconsciously turned around, his hair was pulled, and he whispered in pain: Ziruo, you light. She rubbed her head and blamed Ziyu, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" Ziyu was a little nervous, and hurriedly replied: "Zhang Gongzi said that Miss Tong has been settled, and it is the same with him to accompany me, let me wait for the girl to finish freshening up, and then tell the girl, so as not to make the girl anxious." "This Brother Yunhua actually started a house for me." Su Mengtang turned his anger into laughter, Qiuqiu couldn't hear it: whether this sentence was a complaint or a joy.

"By the way, girl, Miss Tong didn't come by herself, and brought a crazy woman, Zhang Gongzi didn't know how to settle it, so he was only locked in the firewood room behind the Towering Cuizhai, you see if you brought this person to the Art of War Hall." Ziyu suddenly remembered this incident and reported back. Qiuqiu was a little surprised: when their masters and servants talked about such a secret thing, they didn't shy away from outsiders, probably thinking that they were a child, so they didn't need to care. She thought to herself: This should be the person Su Mengtang wants to see, but he is a madman? At this time, Ziruo said: Girl, comb it. Su Mengtang stretched out his hand and touched his bun and said, "Let's go, go and have a look." She stood up and instructed Ziyu: "You and Ziwen will take Miss Qiu and the little young master to walk around the Zhuangzi in the morning, and go to Liudan Pavilion before lunch starts." He bent down again and said to Qiuqiu: Good boy, Aunt Mengtang will go and deal with your master and Aunt Tong first. You just have to play with March, if he dares to bully you, come back and I'll teach him a lesson for you. After that, he took Ziruo and hurriedly walked out of Lan Zexuan.

Qiuqiu was a little anxious in her heart: she also wanted to see what the origin of that madman was and what secrets she knew, but now that she was followed by a maidservant, there was no way to find it by herself, and Aunt Mengtang was in a hurry just now, and she didn't say where she went. She was so preoccupied, when she was visiting the villa, she was naturally seen by Ximen March and asked her: Xiao Qiu'er, what's wrong with you today? Qiuqiu disguised and said: It's nothing, I just want to eat yesterday's fruit cake. Simon echoed: Yes, we didn't eat a few pieces yesterday before we started eating, and when you say that, I want to eat too.

Ziwen and Ziyu smiled when they heard each other's words, and said: "Little master and girl, don't worry, I want to go to Liudan Pavilion to eat at noon, and I will be able to eat it then." Qiuqiu looked at Ximen March, and suddenly had a plan in her heart, she pursed her cheeks and looked at Ximen and said: But I want to eat it now.

Ximen March looked at his sister in front of him, looking at himself with his eyes, and suddenly felt: As a man, it is incumbent on him! He turned to Ziwen and Ziyu and said, "Sister Ziwen, you go to my room to see if there are any fruit cakes; Sister Ziyu, you go to Liudan Pavilion to see where all the fruit cakes served yesterday are placed, bring them all. After speaking, he didn't forget to look at Qiuqiu's expression.

Ziyu refused: "Our girl can't tell where she is at this time, maybe she is entertaining guests in Liudan Pavilion, so you can't disturb it at will." Ziyu is the most cautious and careful of the four purple-clothed maids.

Ziwen couldn't bear to be disappointed by the little master because he was in the same place with Ximen every day, so he said: Then I'll go to the young master's room to find it first, the young master took some back last time, it should still be left uneaten, Ziyu, don't walk around here with the two little masters, I'll come back to you. Ximen looked at her gratefully and said, "Good sister, go and come back quickly, don't let Xiao Qiu'er wait."

As soon as Ziwen left, Ziyu took Qiuqiu and March to the pavilion a few steps away and sat down. Qiuqiu saw that her plan to open the two handmaidens through the west gate had failed, so she couldn't help but sit down with some disappointment and began to look at the nearby buildings. She looked around and found that the front was a little unfamiliar, so she asked Simon March: Brother March, where is it? March followed Qiuqiu's gaze and said: It was Yaoshan Zhai, next to Leng Yunxuan. Qiuqiu suddenly remembered a poem by Yang Wuyi: Cold clouds often bring distant mountains. Huh? Could it be that the buildings of this Jiangnan Villa are named after the main buildings in their respective courtyards? So she asked a few more names for other pavilions: sure enough, just like in the courtyard of Lan Zexuan, Furong Zhai and Suo Si Zhai are all from "Shijiang Picking Hibiscus"; In the courtyard of Liudan Pavilion, Towering Cui Zhai and Chongxiao Zhai are all from the "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion", and other courtyards are also named in this way. So, in which poem does the word "Art of War" appear in the Art of War Hall that Ziyu said just now? Qiuqiu's brain is running at high speed: although she has memorized many poems since she was a child, her brain is a little unable to turn when she is in a hurry. If you can find out, you might be able to sneak over and have a look. Qiuqiu thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't think of it, seeing that the purple veins had come back from the path ahead, Qiuqiu gave up the struggle, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: God, why do others have golden fingers when they cross, and I am still the original pig brain?!