Jiang Nuan did a set of fitness movements in his memory, sweating profusely and falling on the chair.

Chun Tao, who came in with dinner, was frightened, "Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?" Hurry up and call the doctor, call the doctor! ”

"No, I'm fine." Jiang Nuan stopped her, "It's just that it's okay to move twice by yourself, put it down, I'm so hungry." ”

This physical fitness needs to be improved, Jiang Nuan doesn't want to be a deep lady who breathes three times in one step, even if it is not for anything else, if she and Gu Gou make a move, she can't sit and be beaten.

Chun Tao was worried, and watched her young lady eat dinner cleanly, and her complexion was better, so she was relieved.

After taking a walk after the meal and bathing, Jiang Nuan took a few volumes of the scriptures copied by the original master before and went to the main hall.

The original owner felt that he sincerely prayed for the scriptures copied, and after burning them in front of the temple, he would accumulate merit for his deceased father, although he didn't know if there was such a thing, but Jiang Nuan still chose to respect the fruits of the original owner's labor.

The little novice knew her, the most devout female pilgrim.

took her to the Buddhist hall where the original owner often came, secluded and far away, Jiang Nuan knelt on the futon, and did it one by one according to the process of the original owner.

Until the scriptures were burned, she folded her hands and closed her eyes.

The breeze gently blew the hem of the clothes of the person behind the door, and Zhao Huai was dressed in a black suit, and his eyes looked at the little woman kneeling in the middle of the Buddhist hall.

She is indeed mourning the death of her father and reverently remembering her.

If she knew what her husband was doing at the moment, her heart would be even more miserable, right?

There was an urgent matter near Jinguang Temple that needed to be dealt with, but Zhao Huai didn't have to go there in person, but as soon as he heard the three words Jinguang Temple, he subconsciously came.

He raised his feet and wanted to leave, but saw her suddenly tremble slightly, and reached out to gently wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

Her slender body knelt deeply, showing heart-wrenching lines undulating.

Zhao Huai wanted to look away, but his eyes were still firmly fixed on the graceful figure, she was praying sincerely, but he-

The sound of breathing suddenly lost rhythm, and he turned to leave.

"Zhao Dutong?"

Behind her came a soft call, with some surprise.

Zhao Huai took two more steps, but still turned around, just meeting her lost eyes.

"Jiang Niangzi."

His cold jaw, "Zhao is on official business, passing through here, but it is a coincidence that he met Jiang Niangzi again." ”

Jiang Nuan lowered her head and smiled weakly, it turned out that she was still a lady, so she would be called a lady at this time?

Although Jiang Nuan has been married for four years, the age of this body is only nineteen years old.

"Zhao Dutong is really noble and righteous, even if you want to be loyal to the country, you have to pay attention to your body."

This means that he ran out to do something before his injury was healed, Jiang Nuan glanced at the injury on his chest, "Zhao Dutong's official business is urgent, so I won't delay." ”

This is the meaning of saying goodbye, and after she finished speaking, she waited for Zhao Huai's next sentence.

"Official business-" Zhao Huai replied with difficulty, "It's not urgent, my subordinates have already done it." ”

"That," Jiang Nuan pondered for a moment, as if trying to find a way to entertain without being rude, "I wonder if Zhao Dutong can enjoy his face and drink a cup of tea?" ”

"Yes."

Outside the meditation room, there is a ready-made tea table.

The servant quickly presented the tea drinking utensils, Jiang Nuan rolled up his sleeves slightly, washed his hands, and began to perform the skill of dividing tea with one hand.

If you cut the root of the onion, you can use your hands to pick up your hand.

Zhao Huai only felt that she was not sharing tea, but playing some wonderful instrument.

"Zhao Dutong has something to say?" Jiang Nuan asked suddenly.

Zhao Huai really has something to say, "Last time, Mrs. Jiang was not as polite as this time. ”

One by one, Zhao Dutong, it was really awkward to hear him. Unspeakable politeness.

Jiang Nuan smiled slightly, her pale face was also flushed with a hint of blood, she looked at Zhao Huai, a little shy.

"Last time, I was rude in a hurry, if my father knew, he would have to scold me-"

Her voice suddenly stopped, and the smile on her face froze.

Zhao Huai just wanted to go back to punching himself just now, which pot was not opened.

He searched for his vocabulary, and for a while he couldn't find words that could comfort Mrs. Jiang.

On the contrary, Jiang Niangzi came back to her senses, a helpless smile overflowed from the corner of her lips, and she shook her head.

"Look at me, I'm not very old, but I look like I have amnesia."

"Nope. You're fine, don't be too humble. After Zhao Huai finished speaking, as if to hide something, he picked up a cup of tea and drank it.

His actions amused Jiang Nuan, and she covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves.

"How does it taste?"

"Good tea, fragrant, good tea." Zhao Huai praised it again and again, and then he saw Jiang Niangzi pour out the cup in front of him and brew it again.

Only then did he realize that he had just drunk the first dish and was going to pour it out.

What's wrong with him, as soon as he sees Jiang Niangzi, he will be in chaos?

Jiang Nuan didn't break it, and poured him a second cup of tea, "The cup just now is stronger, try this cup again." ”

Then I picked up the second dish myself and drank it slowly.

For a while, the mountain breeze blew through this small courtyard, and the two sat and drank opposite each other, and the leaves fell silently, as if the air was full of quiet rosin and curling tea.

After drinking three good teas, Zhao Huai knew that it was time to go.

He had no more reason to stay, and he got up.

"Since you don't like to hear me call you Zhao Dutong, then why don't I be a rude person, anyway, the person who will scold me for bad rules and etiquette is no longer there, and this rules and etiquette are still followed."

Jiang Nuan's voice was soft and clean, and she tilted her head.

"Are you right, Zhao Huai."

Zhao Huai's fingers trembled, as if he had been splashed by the scorching tea soup just now, and he only felt it at this moment.

"Yes. The rules and etiquette in this world are in charge of the gentleman, but not the villain. Since you always have to be let down, then simply live freely, as long as you don't care, what does the beak of others have to do with you? ”

He thought of Gu Jingchu, who was wandering and failed her, and thought of her who was completely and kindly taught.

Why?

"You can call me Zhao Huai, the name is meant to be called by people."

He felt much more comfortable, completely ignoring the fact that he was several years older than others.

Jiang Nuan also breathed a sigh of relief, as if his deviant ideas had been supported by others.

This person is a benefactor of his father and a person of high moral character.

"That's good, you also call me Jiang Nuan, not Mrs. Jiang, not Mrs. Jiang or Mrs. Gu. Anyway, the name is what people call it, that's what you say. ”

There was a genuine smile on her face, and her eyes were brighter.

"Zhao Huai, you're right, if being a gentleman is going to be let down again and again, then why not be a villain. I'd rather be responsible for the people of the world than let the people of the world bear me! ”

Zhao Huai was stunned for a moment, deeply shocked by this sentence.

I'd rather be responsible for the world than let the world bear me.

"You're fine, Jiang Nuan."