Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Autumn Cicada Jade Box
It was a sunny day, the warm sun was shining, the sunlight quietly slipped into the window, sprinkled on the apricot smoke white red face, as if feeling the warmth, her curly eyelashes trembled slightly, as if the butterfly danced lightly, beautiful.
“……”
Apricot Smoke slowly opened her eyes, the dazzling sunlight seeped into her eyes uncontrollably, she turned her head for a moment, and raised her hand to block the dazzling light.
"This ......"
When the apricot smoke turned its head, the afterglow swept into a familiar plain white, and he was a little stunned.
Hanging next to the bed was Ji Fuyu's snow coat, with a gentle and delicate coat, and her clothes were like her person.
She only remembered getting drunk last night, and after that...... And she lay down and fell into a deep sleep......
"Ji Fuyu came to see me?"
Apricot Smoke muttered to herself, got out of bed in an instant, sorted out her clothes, and prepared to leave with her medicinal herbs.
……
Walking to the screen, she seemed to sense something, and was stunned for a moment, and her cheeks and behind her ears gradually turned a suspicious crimson.
She was in the wrong room last night......
………
Apricot Smoke looked at the two quilts stacked on the bed, her face lowered a little, she raised her forehead and sighed, this... It's a shame.
How could she have gone to the wrong room? I chose this man's ......
It's really a narrow road.
"Apricot girl is awake?"
A clear voice outside the room pulled her thoughts back.
"Well, wake up."
Chang Lin, who was standing outside the house, paused for a moment when he heard this.
"Is it convenient for the apricot girl at the moment?"
Apricot Smoke was slightly surprised, and a little puzzled, this person came from an unknown place, and he didn't know her, why did he come this time?
"In Xia Changlin, it is Master Ji's subordinates, who came today to send sobering soup to the apricot girl on the order of the Lord......"
Ji Fuyu asked him to bring him a decanting soup......
"Come in."
Apricot Smoke opened the door, took the decanting soup again, and said with a light smile.
"Thank you."
Chang Lin was attracted by this pure and unfortunate face, and this woman was a little beautiful...... And, how familiar is it?
Changlin thought for a moment, and was surprised in his heart, his lips opened slightly, obviously remembering.
This woman was the one who swore to protect the Lord that day, and the woman who was seriously injured and unconscious and protected the Lord that day......
Changlin pondered for a moment.
No wonder this person can make Master Ji so attentive......
I see......
"Miss Apricot doesn't need to be polite, this is the duty of the next."
As Changlin spoke, he stretched out his hand into his arms, and took out a delicate jade box, only to see that the box was carved with two autumn cicadas, with exquisite skills, and then look at the color of this jade, the texture is delicate, moist and soft, and it is absolutely extraordinary. The price of this jade box should be expensive, so it can be seen that this box contains very valuable items.
"What are you doing?"
Apricot Smoke put down the soup bowl and took two steps back unconsciously.
Changlin held the jade box in the palm of his hand and said respectfully.
"This is what the Lord has asked me to give to you."
Apricot smoke frowned silently, wearing a goose yellow cloak reflecting the whiteness of his face, showing a little coldness, and his clear eyes seemed to pass a ripple, fleeting.
"What does he mean by that?"
Apricot Smoke lowered her eyes and asked softly, covering up the imperceptible emotion in her eyes.
"Changlin doesn't know what the Lord means."
“……”
Apricot smoke was silent for a moment. He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Changlin, his red lips were slightly hooked, his eyes were smiling, and his eyes were a little dull and uncertain.
"I don't take anything that doesn't have a reason."
Her face has not changed, she still looks like a light smile, but it seems to be separated by a layer of fog......
Changlin's hand holding the jade box froze in mid-air, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
Changlin frowned and fell into deep thought again.
"The Lord has a cold temperament and does not like to be close to people, and I have never seen him, and I have never given anything to others......"
Apricot Smoke quietly lowered her eyes again, and turned her head away from looking at the jade box.
"If the apricot girl doesn't accept it, the Lord should be sad."
“……”
Apricot Smoke was a little speechless, and her eyes looking at Changlin were also mixed with some inexplicability.
For a person like Ji Fuyu, it is difficult for an emotional word like sadness to appear on him.........