Chapter Twenty-Eight: Celebrating the Birthday

Bai Suan still helped her get out of the car, and the two walked to an inn.

When he saw Na Bai Yi and the two middle-aged women come forward to salute, they looked up at him, "This is ......"

Bai Su'an raised his hand and pointed at the two embroiderers, "The embroidery girl I bought for you." ”

Gu Ling stopped at her feet and saw that the two women were humble and polite to her.

Bai Su'an looked back at Gu Ling, touched her forehead, and before she could speak, she saw her walk away.

Gu Ling walked into the guest room with a negative heart, and he was worried all the way, lying on the bed and pondering, did he really want to follow him?

Xiaohe followed, and when she saw the young lady falling asleep, she pulled the quilt and covered it, closed the doors and windows, and went to see the man.

Bai Su'an saw this scene at the door, his eyelids drooped, and he waved his sleeves to his guest room.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he raised his feet and went in, and looked at the embroidery girl who had been waiting, "Go down first." ”

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone." The embroidery girl left tremblingly.

The embroidery lady left, and Xiaohe came in and saluted, "You...... Is it sincere? ”

Bai Su'an nodded, and looked at the maid in front of her who had gone through life and death with her, "Go take care of her!" ”

There was a lively sound outside, and Xiaohe wanted to buy something for the young lady, but when she thought of a wicked person chasing after her, she stopped thinking about it.

When Gu Ling woke up, the candlelight in the house was flickering, and he smelled the fragrance of osmanthus and couldn't help but sniff it.

Xiaohe came in with pastries, "Miss is awake." ”

Gu Ling touched his head, and thought that he could fall asleep with a problem, and he had a bumpy road and a sore back.

got up and moved, and saw Xiaohe standing aside after putting the pastries, "What's wrong?" ”

Xiaohe smiled slightly, "I wish you peace and joy, happiness and worry-free." ”

"Okay, what are you talking about?" Gu Ling sat down and looked at the neatly arranged osmanthus cake.

Xiao He paused for a moment and trotted to Gu Ling's side, "Today is your birthday!" ”

Looking at Xiao He's blinking eyes, "Oh, forgot." ”

When Xiao He rubbed Gu Ling's shoulders, "The original young lady was pampered and pampered, and her temperament was a little hotter, but her body bones were very delicate, so she couldn't withstand the pain of running around and being tired." ”

Gu Ling hurriedly covered her mouth, and said in a low voice, "The two of us just know this, don't say it again." ”

If someone makes a big fuss about this, won't she be finished?

Xiaohe nodded hurriedly, although he said it quietly, it was inevitable that there were ears on the wall.

"The slave understands," Xiaohe helped the young lady to sit down, "that person still has malicious intentions towards the young lady and wants to come to you for questioning, the third floor is all covered, and there are guards to guard it, so he doesn't dare to be presumptuous." ”

Gu Ling hummed, and after washing his hands, he was eating with osmanthus cake when there was a knock on the door.

Bai Su'an's ears were sensitive, and the words of their master and servant had already been heard, so they delayed knocking on the door for a while.

Xiaohe is now self-aware, and when he comes, she retreats outside the house and waits quietly.

Bai Su'an looked at her, she had just woken up with a hazy beauty, a green silk shawl, and some pastry crumbs at the corners of her mouth, and she raised her hand uncontrollably to wipe it.

Gu Ling was a spirit, and she wanted to retreat, but she still didn't escape the palm of his hand.

Bai Su'an took her hand, "Don't hide from me." ”

Gu Ling looked at his outfit, it was shawl hair and men's clothes, it didn't match at all, and he laughed embarrassedly.

"You go out, I'll ......"

"Change back into women's clothes," Bai Su'an interrupted her as he took out a box with his left hand behind his back and handed it to her.

"It's ready-to-wear, try it."

"...... you" Gu Ling looked at the clothes in the box, the same fabric and color as the one on his body, this is to let her wear a couple outfit with him?

"How do you know my size," Gu Ling asked, his head twitching suddenly.

"I asked your maid what she wanted", Bai Su'an touched her forehead, "I'll wait for you in the restaurant." ”

After Bai Su'an left, Gu Ling stared at the clothes and shoes, touched and touched, how much did it cost.

This fabric is in Nanyuan, a horse is more than a dozen taels, the ready-to-wear is more expensive, the embroidery is exquisite, the embroiderers who make the clothes are among the best, the craftsmanship can not be underestimated, do you really want to wear it to see him?

"Miss, I'll change your clothes for you."

Xiaohe's voice came from behind him, and he looked back at her, "You also want me to put on to see him?" ”

Xiaohe pursed his lips, remembering that when he came to ask for the size, he smiled slightly, "Hopefully, he knows that today is your birthday, so he specially bought clothes for you, and carefully prepared a banquet." ”

Gu Ling held her forehead, this girl is really, "Why do you tell him everything." ”

"He ......," Xiaohe whispered, "he seems to have some kind of distress, and I think what you said has touched his heart." ”

Gu Ling was stunned for a moment, looked at the clothes and sighed, and stretched out his hand, "Change clothes." ”

It is really a person who relies on clothes, and the Buddha relies on gold, and this clothes are worn on her, which sets off the graceful posture and appearance of the original owner.

"Miss, you're so good-looking." The corners of Xiaohe's mouth raised slightly, took the young lady's hand, and said in a low tone, "In the future, the slave maid will not be able to make your clothes, those two embroidery girls and aunts are doing a good job." ”

Hearing this, Gu Ling laughed, "Make me some from time to time, your craftsmanship is also very good." ”

"Hey, hey! Thank you, miss. ”