Chapter 12: Secret Feelings

Especially when he was in the pavilion just now, Guo Quan had been staring at himself, not to mention that it was already rude, just after the facts were exposed, it was Lin Ling who apologized for him, but this person did not react, so it is inferred that this person should not have a deep friendship.

Thinking of this, Cai He already had a plan in his heart, looking at Guo Quan who was pacing slowly, a faint smile immediately appeared on his face, first he saluted Guo Quan, and then said suspiciously: "I don't know what the son called the slave maid, what are the orders?" ”

"There were many offends in the pavilion just now, Guo Quan apologized to the girl, and asked the girl not to worry."

In this way, Guo Quan apologized for his behavior, although it came a little late, but it still effectively appeased the deep dissatisfaction in Caihe's heart.

"Where did Childe say, it was a trivial matter, and Cai He didn't take it to heart, so why bother."

Caihe's words were beautiful, but the faint smile on his face made Guo Quan unable to guess whether this was true or false.

"Listening to the girl's tone, it seems to be the accent of the Fengyuan area of the border county, but I don't know why the girl went to Zilin again? And that Miss Wang..."

Hearing this, without waiting for Guo Quan to finish speaking, he was already blocked back by Caihe's slightly cold voice.

"If Childe suspects me, you can go to Miss to expose and confirm, there is no need to knock on the side here, and besides, I am from Daijun."

After speaking, Caihe brushed his sleeves and left, no longer paying attention to Guo Quan, and walked straight towards Wang Ying, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Daijun people... Is this misleading me, I heard that your accent is obviously from the border county, why are you lying... Are you hiding something..."

Looking at the departing Caihe, Guo Quan did not stalk, but chose to avoid it just right, just looking at Caihe, who didn't know what he was talking about with Wang Ying, Guo Quan's doubts in his heart became a little thicker.

"The night is spring, it's already an eventful autumn, it's useless to think too much, in such a situation, it's embarrassing to stay here, it's better to go back to review."

After speaking, Guo Quan turned his head to look at the pavilion that had been lit up, shook his head helplessly, tightened his thin clothes, and walked towards the carriage when he came.

At this time, in the pavilion, the conversation and laughter had already come to an end, and when the night was about to come, the elderly housekeeper Li was ushered in first.

"Eldest Miss, Second Miss, it's almost time, it's time for us to go, although it is not far from Leyang City, but after all, it has to pass through Pingyangdu, if it is delayed here for a long time, it may be difficult to travel at night."

In the pavilion, Steward Xu Shili already knew Lin Ling's identity, so he simply saluted Lin Ling, then turned his head to look at Wang Shiya, who was sitting upright, and explained.

"What Uncle Li said is, in this way, let's set off immediately."

Faced with Steward Li's question, Wang Shiya simply agreed, turned her head and looked at Lin Ling who was sitting quietly on the side, looking at her appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, I am afraid that there is something important, and Yu Lin Ling listens to it.

"So the old slave went down and got ready."

Steward Li has been a deacon in the General's Mansion for half his life, and he sees how shrewd people are, and when he saw Wang Shiya like this at this moment, he confessed very interestingly, turned around and went down the pavilion.

"Childe, I know that you are here to enter Beijing to participate in the Wenju, but I don't know, do you have a place to live?"

Wang Shiya said this, and had already taken out a delicate and small sachet from her arms, and stuffed it into Lin Ling's hand without saying anything.

"Girl, what do you mean by that?"

Looking at the delicate sachet in his hand, Lin Ling asked puzzled.

"I said it, when we meet in the future, you can't call me Miss or Miss again, then I'll be angry."

Looking at Lin Ling's elm pimple, sometimes Wang Shiya really wanted to knock on his head to see what kind of brain nerves could make Lin Ling realize it later.

"Poetry... Shiya. ”

Hearing Lin Ling call herself like this, Wang Shiya was very happy, thinking that for a woman with feelings in her heart, just a change in title could make her inexplicably excited.

"Lin Lang, this is what I specially sewed for you on the way back, I have nothing to do, and I spent the morning sewing for you, but I don't know if Lin Lang likes it."

Wang Shiya said this, her cheeks were already like ripe apples, red to the root of her ears, and her delicate appearance made the hearts of people who watched it itch.

In fact, for Lin Ling, it is somewhat impossible to understand Wang Shiya's attitude, in his opinion, Wang Shiya's painting style has changed too quickly, and before he understands what is going on, Wang Shiya has already developed feelings for herself.

In fact, Wang Shiya is not to blame for this, because Wang Shiya grew up in Kyoto since she was a child, she has seen too many sanctimonious people, and for Lin Ling, who suddenly appeared, although this scholar looks a little stupid, it is this stupidity that attracts Wang Shiya's interest.

And more importantly, a rural scholar like Lin Ling, who is simple-minded and considerate of others, often makes people feel like a spring breeze, even if they are in a crisis, they don't have to worry about what is behind them.

This can be seen from Guo Quan's fainting and Lin Ling's unwavering abandonment, and a person's conduct is also the best size to determine a person's height.

"From the hand of Shiya, Lin Ling is very happy, how can he not like it."

Holding the sachet that still had residual warmth in his hand, Lin Ling said warmly.

"Lin Lang likes it, it's not too early, let's go, it's time for us to go."

Saying that, Wang Shiya pulled the little girl over, bent down to help her wipe off the remaining pastry crumbs from the corners of her mouth, and together with Lin Ling, slowly got down the pavilion and walked towards the convoy on the side of the road.

After walking about Mo tea, the three of them came to Wang Shiya's carriage, Lin Ling smiled and watched the little girl being carried into the carriage by Caihe, raised her hand and waved at her.

"Shiya, get in the car, it's cold and windy outside, don't frostbite."

In the eyes of outsiders, Wang Shiya always has to be a little reserved, so in the face of Lin Ling's concern, she just hummed softly, turned her head and got into the car.

After seeing Wang Shiya enter the carriage, Lin Ling took a step back, moved his body to the side of the road, and waited for the convoy to slowly pass in front of him.

After waiting for three or five minutes, when the last carriage passed by him, the carriage slowed down significantly, Lin Ling looked up, only to see Guo Quan smiling, grabbing the wall of the carriage with one hand, and stretching out his right hand at Lin Ling.

At the moment when the carriage staggered past him, Lin Ling grabbed Guo Quan's arm, and immediately jumped into the carriage as he pulled Guo Quan with his feet.

Seeing that Lin Ling had successfully got into the car, the little man driving the horse raised his whip and whipped it on the horse's stock fiercely, and the horse was in pain, so he immediately threw off his hooves and galloped towards the convoy in front.