Du Ruo nodded, "Yes." ”

He smiled, and then slowly shook his head with some emotion, and his expression was also a lot more relaxed at the same time, "I am honored to be Mr.'s protégé by coincidence, and I am relieved to know that Mr. was very good to you later." ”

"Thank you, Mingyang." Du Ruo said sincerely.

"I don't like to send people away, I won't send you off on the day you leave Beijing, if you want to come to Kyoto, I will definitely bring my wife to entertain you. I still have something to do, so I'll go back first. ”

After speaking, Su Mingyang stood up, walked a few steps, turned around and walked back, reached out and took the lotus bag on the table into his sleeve, he looked much lighter, and explained with a smile: "I'm used to carrying it on my body, it's a pity to throw it away." ”

Looking at his departing back, Du Ruo was in a very complicated mood and didn't move for a long time.

When Song Ju'an came back in the evening, the first thing he said when he saw her was: "I heard...... You gave Ming Yang a purse? ”

Lou Xi, who was standing behind him, held the sword, looking embarrassed and looking around, but not looking at her.

Du Ruo knew that he had told Song Ju'an, so he nodded, "I sent it a long time ago." ”

"Why send it? Why?! He asked her with a cold face.

"He had a purse with me, and I accidentally lost it, and I didn't count it as if I lost it, so I gave him a purse."

"Where did he put his purse? How? You exchange tokens, don't you?! ”

"What do you mean?!" Du Ruo was angry, "You kicked me out of the house at that time, and he kindly gave me silver to make ends meet, what's wrong with me?!" ”

"Who kicked you out of the house? It's up to you to go! Song Ju'an was even more angry, and slammed the fan in his hand on the table, "I'm not at home today, you met alone, what did you say for a long time?!" What's the old story?! ”

Du Ruo angrily picked up a cup and threw it at him, but Lou Xi reached out and skillfully grabbed it in his hand.

"Are you sick?! What are you talking nonsense?! You're too villainous! It's really filthy in my heart! ”

"Am I dirty? Ming Yang likes you, don't you know in your heart? ”

"So you know?!" Du Ruo was shocked, "When did you find out?!" ”

"You don't care when I find out! Who asked you to give other men something but me?! ”

Seeing that the situation in front of him was getting worse, Lou Xi was afraid of getting into trouble, so he quickly fled, and closed the door for them intimately after flying out.

Du Ruo sneered, "What if I sent it?" What do you mean by choosing a wife for Ming Yang and asking the emperor to give him a marriage?! You didn't mention a word in front of me! ”

"I want him to be an official for a long time, marry a wife, don't think about others!"

"No wonder I said I wanted to see him, but you always stopped me from going! You're such a villain! ”

"yes, I'm a villain! Everyone else is a gentleman! ”

"I want to go back to Fengling! I'm not going to talk to you! Du Ruo angrily began to pack his things.

Song Ju'an sat on the chair and looked at her coldly, as if a thick layer of ice had formed on his face.

She packed her things, walked out with a package, and walked to the gate, where the guard asked her where she was going, "I'm leaving!" She said coldly.

The two guards shook their heads.

"Yesterday you let me out, why don't you let me go today!" The order changes day by day, Song Ju'an has a problem!

A guard said with a sincere face: "If Madame says to go out for a walk and go shopping, we will definitely let you out, and my lord has instructed that as long as Madame has plans to leave, she will not be allowed to go out." ”

"Then I'll go shopping." She changed her tune.

"You've already said you're leaving, and you still have the package in your hand." The other guard said.

Du Ruo threw away the package: "It's okay this time, right?" ”

The two guards still shook their heads, "Madame, please go back!" It's all dark! ”

She returned with the package, entered the house, threw the package on the table, and lay on the bed, thus opening the curtain of the three-day Cold War drama with Song Ju'an!

She and Song Ju'an have one thing in common, that is, they can both endure their temperament, they can not speak for a long time, and they will not get bored of finding things to do, and they are busy with their own.

Du Ruo began to do travel strategies again, while Song Ju'an was in the house most of the time, and sometimes he would go out of the house to do errands.

She would sometimes secretly watch what he was doing, to see if he had any plans to ask someone to pack up his things and leave Beijing, but he didn't move like a mountain, he didn't have any intention of leaving, and he was at ease.

After marking the scenic spots and historic sites along the way from Kyoto to Fengling, and inquiring about everything, she spent two days sewing a small stack of paper into a booklet.

After doing this, she had nothing to do, after thinking about it for a long time, she began to prepare for leaving to pack her things again, of course, all this was done under Song Ju'an's nose, he likes to go or not, anyway, she is leaving.

Maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.

But if she leaves, what if he really doesn't chase Fengling back?

Thinking of this, she turned her head and glanced in the direction where Song Ju'an was, he was very angry this time, and he ignored her for two days, it was called a calm and relaxed, no matter what he ate or what he did, he ignored her, even if he was face-to-face, he didn't see her, he ate well, and slept well.

She also heard Ah Qi and Ah Rui say that many officials in Kyoto invited him to a banquet, but he refused, and in the middle of the day, he still had the leisure to hide in the house and read books, and did not go to the study to stay when he read books.

Everything was packed up, and she had nothing to do.

On the third day, she simply took a piece of silk, spread a large blanket in the room, and sat there with scissors to cut and cut, she had not worn modern clothes for a long time, and she really missed it.

Seeing that she was measuring and cutting, Ah Qi and Ah Rui didn't know what she was doing, so they asked curiously, "Madam, what kind of clothes are you going to make?" Let's do it! ”

Song Ju'an, who was sitting in an armchair reading a book on the other side, heard them talking, turned his head to look this way, and silently withdrew his gaze.

"Skirt, another piece of cloth is going to be made into a camisole, in fact, I won't do it, cut it randomly, make do with it, this is a dress that can't be worn out." Du Ruo explained.

After a while, Ah Qi came over and whispered to her, "Madam, the adults are eating pears again, they must be trying to deliberately anger you." ”

Du Ruo glanced in the direction of Song Ju'an and sneered: "Let him eat!" ”

She took the cut silk cloth and compared it to her waist, and thought it was feasible, and compared the vest again, anyway, it was so-so, and it was just a waste of a good silk cloth.

"Go down first." Du Ruo made a fuss about Ah Qi and Ah Rui Dao, and they were in the province.

When they had retreated, she put on her clothes. A skirt is a piece of cloth wrapped around and a half and tied around the waist, unedged, and knee-length, and a waistcoat is two strings hanging from the shoulders to the navel. She threw her hair down again and pulled it behind her back.

She put one hand on the tie of the skirt around her waist for fear that it would loosen, and then she grabbed her heels, pretended to be wearing high heels, and walked back and forth on the blanket twice.

When he turned the corner with his long hair, Song Ju'an happened to look at her, the two of them looked at each other, the pear in his hand fell to the ground without holding it steadily, and he retracted his gaze with an extremely complicated expression and looked at the book in front of him.

She ignored him and walked on the blanket, looking for a feeling.

After a while, Song Ju'an got up from the chair, glanced at her, walked to the beauty couch with a blank face and sat down, facing her, and after sitting down, he looked at her casually.

Du Ruo thought about things slowly while walking, she was going to leave tomorrow, so let him stay calm and relax!

Turning her head to peek at Song Ju'an, she thought to herself, it's okay for the two of them to sulk when they leave, she has to tell him to think about her and worry about her.

After a little thought, she walked towards Song Ju'an, walked to him and sat down slowly, tilted her body, looked at him with affection with her head in one hand, and winked at him again.

He glanced at her quickly in surprise, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, and continued to look down at the book.

"Husband?" Du Ruo called out to him.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he held the book closer.

"An Lang, what book are you reading?" She asked softly.

He pretended to be calm and did not squint, and took the book closer.

Du Ruo touched his foot with his toes, then lifted his calf and gently slid back and forth on his leg a few times, "Anlang, I really like you!" You are handsome and gentle and considerate, there is no man in the world who can compare to you, you are unique in my heart, no one can match! ”

He simply leaned on the collapse, put the unfolded book over his face, covered it with his hands, the corners of his mouth hooked under the book, and his chest trembled a little.

Du Ruo reached out and picked up a strand of his black hair, got closer again, put his hand through his neckline, slid his fingertips on his chest, and said in his ear: "Don't look at it, what are you doing with my booklet of cutting embroidery patterns?" It's reversed! ”

He threw away the book in his hand, smiled and hugged her tightly, and the two of them fell on the couch together.

"Hmm...... You tap ......" After a while, Du Ruo whispered in disgust.

Today, she is very active, and she praises him again and again. Although Song Ju'an was surprised that she was different from the past, she was more ecstatic, and she couldn't pretend to be full of joy.

He doesn't say much sweet words on weekdays, but at this moment he has to turn his love into action.

The time for lunch had long passed, and the two of them were lying on the blankets on the ground, Du Ruo was draped in his clothes, and his head was resting on his waist, a little drowsy.

"My husband is the best man in the world, and no one can compare to him." She squinted at the beams above.

Song Ju'an glanced up at her, grabbed her hand and shook it, "Don't say it, save up what you haven't said today, and say it every day in the future." ”

Usually she rarely praises him, but today she said too much at once, and he was indescribably happy, but she felt that it was too wasteful to say too much. A handful of candy is sweet enough, and a handful of candy is simply confusing.

"Are you hungry?" He asked again.

"Hungry, I don't know what's going on these days, I always want to eat, I sleep earlier than you, I wake up later than you, and I always feel tired." She said.

He held her head, sat up, pulled a pillow under her head, and knelt down in front of her and smiled: "It's better to eat if you want to eat than not to eat." ”

"I have to hold back, I can't eat it." She said firmly.

He took her head in both hands, kissed her on the lips, and slowly moved it down.

When his kiss fell all the way on her lower abdomen, her body trembled and hurriedly stopped him, "Don't ...... Let's sleep for a while, I'm out of energy. ”

"You just have to lie down." He rubbed his fingers on her lap, "Aren't you hungry?" I'll feed you. ”

Du Ruo pulled the silk cloth on the side and quickly covered his body, "Don't do it!" I'm so sleepy, I'm hungry, no, I'm not hungry! ”

He buried his head in her and laughed for a long time.

Seeing that she was indeed sleepy, it took a long time to say a word to him, and as if in a dream, he picked up his clothes and put them on, sat down beside her head again, helped her up, and let her sleep on his lap.

He fiddled with her soft long hair with his fingers and said to her: "I have already told the emperor three days ago that I will resign and go home, and the emperor will also grant it." ”

Du Ruo opened his eyes suddenly, "What did you say?!" ”

"I said that the emperor gave me permission to leave Beijing." He laughed.

She got up from his lap and looked at him in shock, speechless for a long time.

"Liar! Why are you saying it now? She picked up the pillow and threw it at him.

"Isn't it the same in the morning and late? Stay here for a few more days, and we will enjoy a clean life. He laughs.

"If you had said it earlier, I, I wouldn't have taken the initiative to reconcile with you today! I still praised you to the sky! Thinking of me and leaving makes you think of me, Song Ju'an, you big liar! ”

She is tired and has a sore back today, and she praises him like no other in the world, what is it that makes him happy!

"You're a liar, you suddenly have a purpose for doing this today?! You want to run away alone?! He was also surprised.

“……”

“……”

The next day, the two carriages were waiting outside the gate, Song Ju'an helped her from the yard to the gate, and when she crossed the threshold and went down the steps, he hugged her directly, walked to the carriage and put her up.

"Don't be so cautious, don't make a joke." Du Ruo said to Song Ju'an, who sat up.

"Of course, if you are pregnant, you have to take care of it, and you can't bump it at all, and I will take care of the affairs of Baohua and the embroidery workshop after I go back, and you will raise it at home." He gathered her cloak and ordered the men outside to set off.

"But if I'm in charge, I may not make a lot of money, but I won't make you and your children suffer from poverty." Song Ju'an took her hand again and looked at her warmly, tender as water.

"Don't seek to be rich and rich, just to be rich and secure." Du Ruo smiled and leaned on his shoulder.

The spring breeze is warm, pedestrians come and go on the street, and horse-drawn carriages move slowly.

"By the way, who do you say is a liar?"

"I, I am." Song Ju'an said happily.