It is another late night with a crescent moon in the sky, and the old man who has been listening to the watch from a distance has shouted after the third watch, and the city is silent, but only the embroidery room in the backyard of the Yingshan embroidery workshop is still brightly lit and busy.

Since he decided to make clothes for Ding, and under the meaningful eyes of Mrs. Hou, Jiang Yingli had no choice but to hurry up and make the clothes, so as not to get deeper and deeper misunderstandings.

As a result, she had been here for several nights, and after tonight, the dress was about to be finished.

When she sewed the last bamboo leaf woven by yarn on her clothes, Jing'er thoughtfully carried a ginseng soup and walked in with a door, "Miss, do you want to rest for a while?" ”

Jiang Yingli hung his head, and the slender ten conductors danced with a needle and thread to drop a knot, and smiled lightly: "It'll be right away." ”

"Miss, you've really worked hard these past few days." Looking at the two faint black greens under Jiang Yingliang's eyes, Jing'er's expression was a little distressed, "That Ding Gongzi is not in a hurry, why do you have to work so hard?" ”

"I'm just not used to owing people anything." Jiang Yingli sighed lightly, this is all she can do, the sooner the money and goods are cleared, the sooner you don't have to have anything to do with him.

Jing'er wanted to say something again, but she couldn't help but yawn first.

"Alright, you don't need to wait here." Jiang Yingli put the finished product in his hand in the box on the side, took the ginseng soup, and said, "You go back to sleep first, and come back tomorrow morning." ”

Jing'er looked at the moon outside, she couldn't stay up, and obediently withdrew from the room, "Then miss, you should go to bed early." ”

When Jing'er's footsteps disappeared outside the door, Jiang Yingli put the ginseng soup aside and walked to the low couch by the window alone, stretching his muscles and bones while looking at the hook and moon.

In the past, in order to make a living, it was not uncommon to stay up late to do embroidery work, and I didn't feel hard, but I didn't expect that now I have become the righteous daughter of the Hou Mansion, and my body and bones have been raised delicately, but after a busy day, my neck and shoulders are so sore.

If it was before, no matter how late he did the work, Qiu Muyun would always be by his side.

Sometimes it's a bowl of hot supper, sometimes it's just the right massage, no matter whether you're tired or not, you're always happy to be with him.

A gust of night wind blew, Jiang Yingli couldn't help but shrink, got up to close the window, and looked at the cold white moonlight falling outside, she couldn't help but ask in her heart, Qiu Muyun, at this moment, where are you?

And I, when will I find you?

Feeling depressed, even the little sleepiness that was groggy just now ran away, she simply took out a piece of brocade left over from the box next to her, and threaded the needle again.

This time, she embroidered a purse.

The embroidery on it is not a cherished flower or an auspicious animal pattern, just a bowl of steaming rice balls.

In the past, Qiu Muyun liked to cook rice balls for her the most.

Early the next morning, when Jing'er pushed the door and came in, Jiang Yingli had already cleaned herself up.

"Miss, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Today she deliberately put an extra layer of powder on her face, and her haggard look was covered up, but when she spoke, her voice was a little hoarse: "I've been busy lately, and I haven't asked my father and mother for a few days, so I'll go and ask for peace as soon as possible." ”

Jing'er sighed leisurely in her heart, as if no matter when, her own young lady was doing things so properly.

Without waiting for the girl to speak, Jiang Yingli took a step forward and pointed to the room behind her, "The finishing work of this dress is over, you will go in and put it away in a while, I will go to my father and mother to say goodbye first, and when I send Jiang Cheng to the school, I will also send it to Ding Shi." ”

"I'll go." Jing'er quickly entered the room to clean up, although she felt sorry for Miss Ding and made clothes for Ding Shi, but she cherished the fruits of her own work and folded it carefully.

As long as she remembered that she was about to see Ding for a while, Jiang Yingli was always a little uneasy in her heart, and even she didn't understand what the reason for this sudden throbbing was.

Although Jiang Cheng's temperament is a little more obedient, he is very honest and doesn't talk much on the way to the school, but Jiang Yingli asks him about things in the school, and he occasionally replies with a few sentences.

Delivering her younger brother safely, Jiang Yingli walked towards the address left by Ding Shi last time with the baggage of ready-to-wear clothes around her, but she didn't think about it, and she ran into Ding Shi walking on the street with a little girl halfway.

His outfit today is different from a few days ago, the inside is a light-colored gown, the outside is a dark blue embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, a rare green silk is tied on the top of the head, revealing good-looking eyebrows, if the smile at the corners of the eyes and eyebrows is a little more restrained, it looks like a serious son.

Ding Shi, who was not far away, seemed to have his eyes lit up all of a sudden, and strode in the direction of Jiang Yingliang, and a folding fan was thrown by him with incomparable elegance, "It's better to meet by chance, Miss and I really have a fate." ”

Who is destined for you.

Jiang Yingli complained silently in his heart, but he still put on a decent smile on his face and met Ding Shi's gaze, "Since I met here, then I don't have to go again, thank you for bothering about Jiang Cheng, but I have nothing else to do as a thank you gift, so I have to rush to make a shirt." ”

"Okay." Ding Shi first looked at the things in her hand, hooked his lips slightly, and said, "Just one piece of clothing, it's not enough." Then he looked around, pulled up Jiang Yingli and entered the nearby teahouse.

Jiang Yingli opened the burden and pushed it in front of Ding Shi, "You can take a look first, if there is anything wrong, I can modify it again." ”

Ding Shi was casually perfunctory, but his eyes didn't look at the clothes at all, anyway, his recent clothes were all through her hands, and it didn't matter what it looked like, he was happy.

Just looking at Jiang Yingliang's extremely serious expression, he had no choice but to express his stance and flipped through it casually, but his eyes finally fell on a purse in the corner.

On the light cyan brocade, a bowl of rice balls looks round and delicious.

Jiang Yingli discovered the strangeness of Ding Shi's expression almost at the same time, and the purse he was holding in his hand.

That's what she did for Qiu Muyun, it must have been Jing'er who was accidentally involved when she was packing up her things this morning!

The two of them said in unison: "This-"

Looking at each other, Jiang Yingli only felt that the ink color under Ding Shi's eyes seemed to be constantly surging, making people unable to see their emotions.

Jiang Yingli reached out to take the purse and explained: "This purse is not for you, it was misplaced by someone, return it to me!" ”

Ding Shi refused.

Under Jiang Yingliang's gaze, he directly hung the purse on his belt, and a bright smile opened at the corner of his mouth, "Look at this purse, the materials used are exactly the same as my skirt, and you said that it wasn't specially given to me?" ”

Jiang Yingli really regretted that he shouldn't have tried to save trouble last night, and used local materials.

But she went on to explain; "It's really not—"

"Then we have a heart. I like glutinous rice balls, and you just happened to embroider a bowl of glutinous rice balls, so tacit, when a big white float. But for the sake of you being a woman, you don't have to drink, so I'll treat you to a meal! ”