The two sat opposite each other, but they had their own thoughts.

This breakfast also has its own taste.

Ding Can put down the dishes and chopsticks first, and said with a smile: "I'll go out first, after you finish breakfast in a while, you can let them take you around the garden, if you want anything, just send the little guy out to buy it... I'll be back in the afternoon. ”

Lu Jiayue hurriedly stood up and responded, but she still lowered her head, not daring to face Ding Can.

After Ding Can left, it took another long time for Lu Jiayue's face to return to normal.

The two maids accompanied her and walked around the garden.

Although Ding Can told her that the garden was not big, it still took half a day to walk around the garden.

At noon, after lunch, I took a nap, and when I got up, I felt a little stuffy, and I remembered that Ding Can had said in the morning that he would come back in the afternoon.

It will be dark in a while, why haven't you come back yet?

*

When the sun set, Ding Can returned to Puyuan.

Hurriedly came in, and before he could ask, a little girl smiled and said, "Miss Lu is swinging in the garden." ”

Ding Can went back to his room first, untied his saber, changed into homely clothes, and hurried to the garden.

Before going out in the morning, he also said that he would come back in the afternoon, but who expected that he would be entangled in affairs in the office, so he delayed the time.

At this time, the twilight is four, and the lush vegetation in the garden is shrouded in the faint afterglow of the sun. The little girl was sitting on a swing around the green vine, pushed by the maid, the swing swayed back and forth, the little girl giggled and laughed, looking very happy.

Ding Can stood not far away, quietly looking at the scene in front of him, and suddenly a feeling that he had never felt before suddenly arose in his heart.

I have lived in this garden for several years, but it is only at this time that I realize how empty this garden has always been.

The white walls of the garden and the stone steps of the Zhulan are not a kind of loneliness and loneliness.

This garden needs a hostess to add a touch of color to the desertion and loneliness of this garden, and evoke a trace of vitality.

"Second uncle!" The swing swings high, and the little girl calls him with a smile in mid-air.

The night comes and goes, and the warmth has dissipated silently with the light of the whole day.

"Be careful, don't fall off."

Ding Can responded with a smile, like water tenderness, overflowing between a pair of warm eyebrows.

*

Living in Pu Yuan, Lu Jiayue felt quiet and comfortable like never before.

Every morning, I had breakfast with Ding Can, watched him go out, and in the afternoon or at sunset, he came back, and the two gossiped and had dinner together.

After dinner, we took a walk in the garden together, or set up a chessboard under the window to play double-back.

She always lost at first, and then she yelled not to fight him, and he coaxed her again, deliberately losing to her, and she turned her anger into joy again.

In the blink of an eye, three or four days passed.

On this day, Ding Can met Qu Song in the palace, Qu Song pulled him aside, and said with a smile: "Ask the old lady in the house, when will my sister be returned?" My grandmother and mother haven't seen her for a few days, and I'm worried about it. ”

Fortunately, Mrs. Ding has not returned to Jingyue Nunnery since the Dragon Boat Festival, otherwise both sides will have to be ganged up.

And the matter of Lu Jiayue's abduction has been properly dealt with in the future.

Lu Jiayue had to go back.

Ding Can didn't go out that day.

Lu Jiayue went to resign.

Ding Can was not there, and the little guy said that he was in the front yard and would come in a while.

She went in first and waited for him.

After living in Pu Yuan for a few days, it was the first time she came to his room.

I went up the stone steps and took off my embroidered shoes under the porch. Pick up the bamboo curtain, enter the door is the main hall, the dragon and phoenix sandalwood floor paving, smooth as a mirror, the texture is entangled, it looks like the dragon body and phoenix tail winding on the ground. The tables and chairs are all one-color yellow rosewood carved auspicious cloud patterns, the color is light, and the dust is not clean.

Turning to the west side of the main hall, there was no partition in the middle, only a dark green drapery was hung, which was now hung with silver hooks, and divided into two sides.

On a large rosewood bookcase, the lake pen emblem ink, the rice paper end inkstone, all kinds of lists, among which there is a set of four treasures of the study room of the champion building that she sent. Next to the pen holder, a small azure porcelain pot is planted with a delicate turquoise potted plant. Behind the bookcase, against the wall are several tall rosewood bookcases, stacked with books, and on the walls on both sides, hanging the pen and ink calligraphy and paintings of famous masters.

Looking at it carefully, not only is it not half of the atmosphere of a martial artist, but it is clearly a study room where the son of the family reads in his spare time and splashes ink.

However, next to the bookcase, there is a goose wing knife, the handle of the knife is gilt and inlaid with treasures, and the scabbard is engraved with unicorn patterns throughout the body, which is complex and gorgeous.

Only this imperial gift that can be used by the commander of the Golden Feather Guard shows the identity of the owner of the study.

Lu Jiayue turned around and looked at the other side of the main hall.

It is a row of yellow rosewood carved bamboo leaf pattern floor fans, and inside is Ding Can's bedroom.

At this time, the doors are all closed, except for the middle one, which seems to be hidden.

Lu Jiayue suddenly became curious, walked over, and gently pushed open the door.

Standing in front of the door and looking in, the tables, chairs and beds are all neat and simple.

After a visit, her eyes fell on a painting.

The painting was fully framed and hung on a rosewood easel, just under the south window. The woman in the painting has smart eyebrows and a weak body, just like her.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and she turned her head to look, Ding Can was standing behind her, and her eyes were also falling on the painting.

Lu Jiayue was puzzled and pointed to the painting, "That's..."

Ding Can didn't answer, walked into the bedroom, took off the painting, slowly rolled it up, and tied it with a ribbon.

He turned around again and handed the painting to Lu Jiayue.

"This is the portrait I asked Zhang Puyun to make for you... I was going to give it to you as a birthday ceremony, Twilight Spring Jiayue, Shangsi Fangchen, I think you must have been born in April, otherwise your parents wouldn't have given you this name, but I don't know what your birthday is, so I didn't give it to you today..."

His expression was calm and his smile was gentle, Lu Jiayue didn't think much about it, and obediently took the painting in his hand.

"Is it the painter Zhang Puyun who has a talent for writing and flowers? Does the second uncle know him? ”

Ding Can's eyebrows moved slightly, and he nodded, "... It's kind of a friendship. ”

Lu Jiayue laughed, "But he hasn't seen me, how can he paint a portrait of me?" And the painting is so similar to my real life. ”

Ding Can glanced at her and looked elsewhere.

"I listened to him by depicting your face in detail, and he painted it several times to have this one that is most similar to you."

Lu Jiayue couldn't help but feel surprised, and exclaimed: "He still has such skills, the people in the market have spread him a little evil, I still don't believe it, take a look at this portrait, and it really deserves its name." ”

Ding Can laughed.

"Take it, it's yours."

Lu Jiayue held the scroll in her arms and sat opposite Ding Can in the hall.

Ding Can seemed to be a little reluctant to speak, lowered his eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Jiayue didn't know how to speak for a while, her eyes turned around, and finally landed on Ding Can.

Because he didn't go out today, he wore a homely azure lake silk jacket, never wore a crown on his head, and only a green hosta was inserted in his black hair. Sitting in the chair, his posture also looked a little lazy, and his two arms were casually resting on the armrests on both sides.

Lu Jiayue's gaze fell on Ding Can's face again.

She suddenly realized that she had never looked at his face carefully.

It turned out that his skin was also very white... Between the warm eyebrows, he is also very handsome. The bridge of the nose is straight and high, the lip color is naturally ruddy, and the corners of the lips are slightly pursed, which makes it look angular.

Where is this the famous commander of the Golden Feather Guard?

They are a handsome son of a family.

Strange that day, when he was a guest in the Yang Mansion, there was a bold female relative, who sighed, chic and graceful like the King of Jin, and Ding Can could be on a par with him...

Lu Jiayue pondered to herself, and couldn't take her eyes off for a while.

Ding Can suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, with a faint smile on his face, and said, "When will I go back tomorrow, I will send you." ”

panicked, Lu Jiayue's eyes seemed a little evasive.

lowered his voice and said, "When the second uncle sends me, I will go back." ”

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