After finding out the truth, Jiang Cailing was famous in the whole of Luoyang this time, and Guo Ang also gave a few things to the He family.

Jiang Cailing took advantage of He Mingshan and Meng Yun's happiness to mention to the two that she had recently taken a fancy to a martial artist outside the mansion and wanted her to enter the mansion to protect her safety, "Her name is Ah Xiao, her martial arts are exquisite, and her mind is also delicate." ”

The two looked at He Xiaoxiao, and saw that He Xiaoxiao was a little familiar, but they had never seen it, and felt that this child was probably related to the He family.

On the fifteenth day of the lunar month, there will be a lantern festival on the night of the fifteenth day of each month, also known as the moon viewing gathering.

Ah Xiao was going to go up the mountain to go to He Xiangxiang's grave, and she couldn't come back until late.

Jiang Cailing had nothing to do, and wanted to go to Taozhenju, which she hadn't been to for a long time, but she didn't know that she received a flower note invited by the Gu family after lunch.

At the thought of seeing Gu Jiming, Jiang Cai felt a little headache, and she always felt that he seemed to know something.

With her hands in her hands, she tapped the flowing handwriting on the flower note, she deliberately avoided Ji Ming, but when she received the flower note, Meng Yun had already agreed with a smile on her face and took a small bag of copper coins to reward the person who came to deliver the letter.

In desperation, Jiang Cailing was pushed into the room by Meng Yun, and ordered someone to fetch hot water, so that Bai He dressed up her girl well.

Jiang Cailing wanted to escape by climbing through the window while she was changing clothes, but as soon as she opened the window, she looked at the tall horse, and Mother Sun, who was holding her two by herself, was standing there grinning at her.

Jiang Cailing looked at the sky speechlessly, if she was still the queen mother, she would definitely reprimand such slaves and maids, but then she could only go back to the house in a huff, and let the maidservants wash her, groom, and dress her.

Dressed in a blue coat and a thin white shirt, the right collar exposes a graceful neck and a clearly visible collarbone, and a silver necklace with a round pearl in the center. Three thousand green silk with a white embroidered bamboo leaf silk hairband tied high, there is a strand of green silk hanging on the chest, thin powder, only increase the color, the cheeks of the faint red sense to create a petal-like delicate love, from a distance to see like a budding lotus in early summer, close up look more like a blooming lotus in the palm just holding a pearl.

Until the makeup was completed, there was only Bai He in the room, and the maid who had been serving before had already retired when she was dressing up.

This Bai He couldn't help but admire his own young lady, the previous pink and tender outfit was like a young girl, and now Tsing Yi is like a growing woman.

"The girl is so good-looking, Bai He feels that he can't take his eyes off it."

Jiang Cailing raised the eyebrows of the distant mountain painted by the curve, and looked at herself in the bronze mirror in a trance.

In his previous life, he was able to get brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes in his youth, and then he completed the task all the way and stepped into a high position, and most of the clothes he wore were calm blue or luxurious red and purple. And cyan is like his own lost youth, which was shelved by himself and almost never wore it.

After coming back to her senses, Jiang Cailing nodded with a smile, "I also want to thank you, fortunately, you didn't turn me into a fluffy rabbit again." ”

Jiang Cailing is still satisfied with this outfit, He Ling'er's appearance and age are indeed suitable for such decoration, it is not numerous, but it has rhyme.

After informing Meng Yun to leave the house, Jiang Cailing stepped on the sedan chair and thought crankily as the sedan chair swayed.

Did Gu Jiming already recognize himself? Did he say those words to himself that day? And that night in the sedan chair.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cailing didn't notice that the sedan chair had stopped, and a white and slender hand had opened the curtain for her and leaned over to look at her.

Gu Jiming saw that the sedan chair stopped for some time, but he didn't see Jiang Cailing get off the sedan chair. Thinking of He Ling'er, who had been assassinated in recent days, she was a little worried, so she didn't take into account the etiquette, leaned over to lift the curtain, and saw Jiang Cailing lowering her eyes and thinking deeply.

stretched out his slender and powerful hand and put it in front of Jiang Cailing's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Come out." ”

Jiu Ge felt interesting when he saw it, it seemed that it was possible for an adult to marry a wife in his lifetime, he had been with an adult for so many years, but it was the first time he had seen his own adult like this.

Bai He didn't see the specifics, but he was a little puzzled why his young lady didn't get out of the sedan chair.

Jiang Cailing came back to her senses, looked at the big hand stretched out, her heart trembled slightly, she didn't put it on Gu Jiming's palm, but bent down and poked her head out, and then stroked the clothes on her body, Fang Chaoren saluted, and said with a smile, "I've seen Master Gu." ”

Gu Jiming withdrew his hand, his face was still cold, and he bowed slightly.

Jiang Cailing knew what Gu Ji was referring to, but she pretended not to know, and took a step forward to the side of the person, "I don't know what Gu Xiang is inviting me to do?" ”

"It's my mother who proposed, there are a lot of things in the court, let me not neglect you, I have to be free today, go to the Moon Gazing Collection to have a look."

"Mrs. Lan doesn't know about the agreement between you and me, I see that you and I still don't have to go to the gathering today."

"That's what I think, too."

I didn't expect Gu Jiming to be so easy to speak, Jiang Cailing gave a salute and was about to return to the sedan chair, and after sitting down, I only heard Jiu Gele tell Jiang Cailing's sedan chair driver, "Go to Vermilion Street." ”

"Wait, the Nine Song guards made a mistake, we're going home." Jiang Cailing opened the curtain and leaned out to ask Jiu Ge.

Jiu Ge couldn't help but smile and didn't answer, Gu Ji said in a clear voice, "Ask you out, this is not only my mother's meaning, but also my meaning." ”

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When I arrived at Suzaku Street, the market had already opened at this time, and people were all gathering to play and travel, and at this moment, the drums were beating and the torch was burning on the ground.

The two got out of the sedan chair, Jiang Cailing felt that her hands were warm, and when she lowered her eyes, she saw Gu Jiming's big hand clasping her wrist, as if she had touched fire, and Jiang Cailing subconsciously wanted to withdraw it.

At this moment, Gu Jiming's voice was as cold as the evening breeze overhead, "I'm pulling you, there are a lot of people on the set, don't rush away." ”

Gu Jiming's words did not carry a trace of emotion, as if he was afraid that the two would be separated.

Jiang Cailing pursed her lips, today Xiaoxiao went to the mountain to go to He Xiangxiang's grave, not by her side, she always felt that it was not peaceful recently, if she really got separated, it would be quite dangerous, so she was not pretentious, but calmly let Gu Jiming lead her forward.

It was dusk, the sky was about to twilight, the hawkers on the market were constantly shouting, the lanterns were stringed, shining like fire trees and silver flowers, and the iron lock of the star bridge was opened.

Jiang Cailing was protected by Gu Jiming all the way, and she was not squeezed by anyone, but Gu Jiming, who protected her, should not be very comfortable. Jiang Cailing knew that this person was a little clean, and couldn't help but ponder even more about Gu Jiming's thoughts.

Jiang Cailing and his two lives rarely rushed to the Moon Gaze Collection, it was indeed lively and festive, but He Ling'er's body was too weak, and the soles of his feet were a little sore after walking half a street, so he gently pulled people's sleeves, and when people lowered their heads, they tiptoed and whispered in people's ears, "I'm thirsty, let's have a cup of tea." ”

Gu Jiming bowed his head slightly to indicate that he had heard, and then led the people towards the teahouse in front.

There is a box in the teahouse that Gu Jiming has set up all year round, so even if it is crowded, it can still give them a chance to be alone.

Jiang Cailing stood in front of the window, looking at the traffic and horses blocking the road below, the lights were as bright as day, and all kinds of shouting, juggling and cheering, and inevitably whispered, "What a prosperous scene in the world." ”

The drums are noisy, the figures are uneven, and the road is full of fragrant musk.

But then I thought of the last time the dead soldiers, their lives were not in this prosperous world, justice was still absent, and life was still overridden by power and money.

A touch of red sunshine, a round of yellow moonlight, a pool of blue river, all beautiful, this is the home we strive to build, but we are always worried that it will be broken into by fierce beasts and destroy a pure land.

If it weren't for Emperor Zhaohong discovering herself and reusing herself, she would still be alive now, and when the five-year period expires, she will leave the palace, and then she may be sold by her parents again, this time to which squire to be a few aunts.

"What are you thinking?" A voice came from behind him.

"It's nothing, I just think it's beautiful."

When Jiang Cailing turned around, he saw that Gu Jiming was still dressed in a white shirt, with a round jade pendant on his belt, embroidered with a little emerald pillar on both sides, and the collar of the robe was also embroidered with bamboo leaves with dark threads, which matched the green clothes on his body.

I saw Gu Jiming's clothes on his body covered by the gray hair, so he didn't know what he was wearing.

It's no wonder that the old man who was a sugar man just now thought they were husband and wife.

She is not a twisted and pretentious character, only a little shy, but she is completely covered by the calmness on her face, which is invisible to normal people.

However, Gu Jiming is not very human, not to mention the relationship between the sun and the moon, it is the ability to observe words and expressions in the officialdom that made him see Jiang Cailing's reddened earlobes.

"What are you doing these days?"

Jiang Cailing paused, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "It's just to practice calligraphy and read books in the house, and you don't have to worry about the country." ”

She can't say clearly that she has been avoiding him in the house for the past few days, right? Although Jiang Cailing wanted to see how Gu Jiming's fairy-like face would look when she said this.

"What books has Ling'er read recently?"

"It's just a few words, and you won't read it if you want to come to the country."

After knocking on the door a few times outside, the people inside responded and pushed the door in, and after the little servant put the food plate in his hand on the table, he saluted the two and retreated.

Jiang Cailing held her cheeks with both hands, but she had a bit of a girlish posture.

There is even hawthorn cake!

Jiang Cailing looked at the delicate hawthorn cake neatly placed on the white jade plate, and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

She has always liked sweetness, and there are hawthorn cakes among her favorite pastries, which are sweet and sour, and will not feel sweet.

The osmanthus cake of this house is exquisite, melts in the mouth, does not stick to the teeth, and does not make people feel greasy when eating more.

After eating the fragrance, the aftertaste is endless, and it is more delicious than the jade plate delicacies in the palace.

Most of the people she knows don't like hawthorn, they always feel sour, and she thinks it's delicious.

It stands to reason that she should hate hawthorn the most.

Taste often seals a memory, and when the nose or taste buds regain the taste, that memory is evoked.

Ten years ago, Jiang Cailing would complain about what her parents did, but now she is relieved, she can now read and write, understand medical skills and medicine, and throw money at her hand may be an amount that ordinary people dare not imagine in their lives.

The only thing I regret is that I didn't go to the appointment on time, thinking of the little young master who was bullied ten years ago, I don't know how he is doing now, and whether he blames her for not keeping the contract.

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