Chapter 109: Palace Banquet (2)
"Don't go." Tang Nan said lightly, but his nails sank deep into the flesh, and his brows couldn't help frowning.
Su Xin didn't understand this, she just snuggled quietly beside Meng Yuyun, holding the corner of her master's clothes with her little hands, as if she could never be separated.
Meng Yuyun didn't answer this question directly, she lowered her head and pondered for a moment, looked up with a smile, and said to the shopkeeper, "Please help me wrap up these selected things."
The shopkeeper is a discerning person, and he obviously saw the unhappiness between the two, and he didn't pester Tang Nan's desire anymore, but when he was wrapping the Spring Festival couplets, he looked at the vigorous and powerful good-looking words, and sighed slightly.
Along the way, Don Nan didn't say a word to her again. Carrying heavy movements, walking like flying under his feet, walking ahead.
"Young Master, is Tang Gongzi unhappy?" Su Xin took Meng Yuyun's hand and asked in a low voice.
"Well," Meng Yuyun lowered her head, her gaze crashed into Su Xin's clear black eyes, "I made him angry, he was unhappy, and it was normal." β
The next day, the weather was excellent, the sun was out, the snow melted a lot, and it fell from the eaves and fell on the bluestone road, accumulating into a small handful of water in the potholes.
Meng Yuyun sat in front of the rhombic mirror and looked at herself for a long time, this face would probably be blocked out of the palace gate.
Put on the mask and change into a dress made of flowers, which fits just right. She touched the delicate stitches and a smile appeared on her face.
When he pushed the door open, Tang Nanyu was standing in the middle of the courtyard, his eyebrows and eyes were full of gloom, and his lips were pursed very tightly. It was in stark contrast to Meng Yuyun's obvious happy mood.
Zhang Chengzuo squatted aside and drank porridge, put mustard in the white and fragrant porridge, and ate it together, if he was to describe it in two words, it would be comfortable.
Seeing the strange atmosphere between the two, Zhang Yanzuo smiled, "Yo, why are you unfamiliar when you wake up early in the morning?" Didn't you go out for a walk together yesterday? β
Tang Nan glanced at Zhang Yanzuo expressionlessly, "Second uncle, isn't the porridge delicious?" β
"No, you little rabbit cub also has a bit of a conscience, the porridge you boiled for me is fragrant and thick, it's very good!" Zhang Qizuo said, and took two bites of face.
Did he make the porridge? This made Meng Yuyun a little surprised, she looked at Qin Jing'an's cold appearance, her lips moved, and she wanted to say something. It's just that the words came to his lips, but he couldn't open them for a long time.
Meng Yuyun bowed her head in resignation and tried to walk around. But her actions were seen by Tang Nanyu early in the morning, and he moved a few steps to the door, and with his arms stretched, he blocked the exit.
"Drink porridge!" Two simple words, but the tone of the words is not good.
Rhubarb's nest was taken to bask in the sun, and it was surrounding the two of them at the moment, with a pair of big eyes spinning around the bones.
"I won't drink the porridge, I'm going out for a while, can you let me go?" In the latter words, Meng Yuyun's voice became lower and lower, faint like a mosquito fly.
But Tang Nan wanted to hear it clearly, and a mocking smile appeared in his eyes, "Are you in a hurry to see him?" Meng Nan, can you not be naΓ―ve, it is a palace banquet! β
"So what?" Meng Yuyun quietly raised her eyes and looked directly at him, "I'm going, you can't stop me." β
Tang Nan sneered angrily, "Do you know what a palace banquet is?" On that occasion, if you behave a little bit wrong, you will be annoyed! β
"I don't care." Meng Yuyun couldn't say why she wanted to go, but as long as she thought that it was a place where Qin Jing'an was, her heart would settle down, as if he was the magic weapon that could make her feel at ease.
These four words came out of Meng Yuyun's mouth, like thousands of cold arrows swishing into Tang Nanyu's heart, and a cool breeze suddenly blew behind him, so cold that he couldn't help but shiver, and goosebumps all over his body rose.
He looked at Meng Yuyun's serious appearance, the gloom on his face dissipated without a trace in an instant, Tang Nan suddenly felt powerless, he put down his hand, leaned against the door, and the smile on his lips was very light and faint.
"I won't stop you, you can go." After saying these words, the strength of his whole body dissipated in the wind with his sigh.
Meng Yuyun hesitated for a moment, Tang Nanyu's face was very bad, so pale that she was a little worried. It's just that......
She bit her lip, carefully bypassed Tang Nanyu's body, and whispered a sentence: "I will take care of myself."
Tang Nanyu's brows moved, but he didn't respond.
Zhang Yanzuo, who was squatting in the corner, finished drinking the bowl of porridge, with a smile in his eyes, he looked at Tang Nanyu and teased: "I said why are you so active today, it turns out that you didn't cook it for me to eat!"
Tang Nan didn't want to speak, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand, his usually plain white and slender hand was scalded by the casserole for three or four red blisters, and when he touched it lightly, it hurt him to inhale.
When it was really a person, the more he lived, the worse he was in the past, he was locked in a water prison when he was a child, and he never frowned in the face of those ugly and terrible things.
Zhang Qizuo naturally saw it, the light in his eyes was uncertain, and he suppressed his voice and smiled, "You are affectionate." β
"There's still in the pot, if you want to serve it yourself." After he said this, he whistled at the rhubarb, making the rhubarb tail wagging and wagging before turning around and going back to the room.
On the carved screen of mahogany hung the snow-white fox fur, pure white and clean without a trace of impurities, he reached out and touched it, with a smile in his eyes, what a fool.
When Qin Shu left, he said an address to Meng Yuyun, but his lips moved and he didn't make a sound, but Meng Yuyun saw it.
She came to the door of an inn and waited for a while, and the little guy next to Qin Shu, whom she had seen, came over.
Seeing her, he said very politely: "Master Meng, my young master will come down now."
Horse-drawn carriages are very ordinary, the kind that are common on the streets on weekdays. The coachman is also a Miaojiang person, and after a few words of conversation with Qin Shu's servant, he let Meng Yuyun get into the carriage.
Meng Yuyun waved her hand and refused: "Let's wait for Qin Shu to come down."
"Don't wait, I'm already here." Qin Shu walked over with a smile, and the faint smell of medicine on his body was particularly strong today.
As soon as he came to Meng Yuyun's side, his nasal cavity instantly filled her nostrils, and for a while Meng Yuyun was a little uncomfortable, so she quietly relaxed her breathing, and reluctantly maintained the smile on her face.
Qin Shu couldn't find out, he said to Meng Yuyun with some apologies: "I'm sorry, I just took a medicinal bath, and the smell on my body may be a little big."
Meng Yuyun, who had been seen through her thoughts, blushed and shook her head a little embarrassedly, "It's okay, I'm used to smelling medicine in the medical workshop, and I don't feel unpleasant." β
Qin Shu was a little surprised, "You are an apprentice in the medical workshop?" β
Meng Yuyun nodded, "To be a man, you must always have a skill, and I also have to support myself." β