Seeing that everyone had left, Xu Qingyang smiled, and then said in a low voice, "I want to ask you for help with something, I don't know if you have time." ”

Wen Chen'an stopped, a little surprised and a little surprised, and immediately nodded,

"Of course, how can I help?"

"Her Royal Highness the princess is going to get married next year, and I want to prepare a pair of embroidery for her. But I'm not good at drawing, and I want you to help me compose it. ”

Wen Chen'an's face was a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid I won't be able to handle such an important matter." Have you figured out what kind of pattern you want, I can try to draw it first. ”

"Well, not yet. But this is another place where I want your help, whether you can help me compose the picture, I really can't think of anything. ”

Looking at Xu Qingyang's pitiful appearance, Wen Chenan softened a little, "Okay, then I'll try it first, when do you want it?" ”

"Within three months, you don't have to rush."

At dusk, inside the Qingyin Pavilion.

Xu Ling was lying on the bed in his bedclothes, the wine on his face slowly dissipated, but his eyebrows were still furrowed.

In the dream, he sat in the courtyard with a man, singing about wine. The two met happily and talked all night.

"Brother Tsing Yi, Brother Tsing Yi~"

Xu Ling muttered to himself, and for a while he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

"Brother Xiaomu, see you in the future, you and I will not get drunk and not return!"

"Brother Tsing Yi, when I return from my victory, I will definitely drink with you for three days and three nights!"

The smoke was everywhere, Xu Ling couldn't tell where he was, he walked forward, and heard someone behind him calling him,

"Brother Xiaomu, where are you going?"

"Shen Ya!"

Xu Ling shouted and woke up from his dream, his clothes already soaked with sweat.

At this time, Ruyao heard the sound and walked in, and when she saw Xu Ling walking, she hurriedly went to wash a sweat towel.

"The master is okay, the slave maid sees that the time is almost up, so I have made hot water in advance, and the master will wipe his face."

Ruyao stepped forward and saw Xu Ling sitting with his forehead propped up, sweating, and immediately squatted down to wipe Xu Ling's face.

"Master, what's the matter, whose name did the slave hear you calling? But don't worry, only the slave and maid heard it, and the rest of the slaves and maids all sent out. ”

Xu Ling relieved himself and looked down at Ru Yao,

"An old friend who hasn't seen him for a long time, when he gets old, he likes to think of some old things."

"The master is in the prime of life, how can he say that he is old."

Seeing Ruyao serving herself lightly, Xu Ling asked,

"Ruyao, how many years have you been with me?"

"The slave maid is three years old in Chinese New Year's Eve, and she followed her master at the age of ten, and now she is exactly twenty-three years old."

"Twenty-three years, more than ten years ago, I should have given you a name. Ruyao, do you want me to give you a name? ”

Perhaps it was that dream that reminded him that Xu Ling didn't want anything to regret again.

Ruyao was stunned for a moment, relieved herself, changed her sweat towel, and continued to wipe her hands for Xu Ling.

"The slave and maid are deeply favored by the lady and dare not be delusional. Half a year before his wife died, he also told the slave maid that he wanted to carry the slave and maid as an aunt, but the slave and maid also refused. ”

"Why, Ruyao Over the years, after all, I have dragged you down."

Ruyao had tears in her eyes, shook her head, and didn't dare to look at Xu Ling,

"It's all the slaves and maids who are willing to do it. The slave maid served the master at the age of ten, and it didn't matter if she was in the name or not with the master over the years. I just ask the master to be a few years later, don't be suspicious of the slave and the maid, and drive away the slave and maid. ”

"Silly girl, I knew that year, I shouldn't,"

"Sir!"

Ruyao raised her head, there were already two tear stains on her face, but she was still smiling, her voice was a little hoarse, interrupting Xu Ling's words,

"Master, the children are all older, what did you do with the slaves? In their hearts, the slave maid is just their Aunt Ruyao, a maid rescued by the lady, and that's enough. Give yourself to the master, the slave has never regretted it, and now it is also the slave's wish to follow the master without seeking fame. ”

Xu Ling looked at the woman in front of him and felt a little pity for a while.

"The slave maid went to make tea for the master, and the clothes were already on the table, so the master remembered to change them so as not to catch a cold."

After speaking, Ruyao walked out. After going out, he leaned against the pillar and cried silently.

When she was ten years old, Ruyao was assigned to Xu Ling as a maid, but she was actually trained as a roommate.

That year, Xu Ling was fifteen years old.

It was also in that year that Xu Ling fell in love with Zhang Zhao and refused to accept the house, just hoping to win Zhang Zhao's favor.

The little transparent Ruyao served Xu Ling silently, and the two got along day and night for a year, and Ruyao had mastered all of Xu Ling's preferences.

The following year, Zhang Zhao was welcomed into the door. The woman's intuition made Zhang Zhao realize Ruyao's love for Xu Ling, and also realized that Xu Ling couldn't do without Ruyao.

In the next few years, there were only two people who could enter and leave Xu Ling's study, one was Zhang Zhao and the other was Ru Yao.

Ruyao knows everything about Xu Ling, the food she likes, what kind of tea you need to drink in what weather, what kind of clothes to wear on what occasions, which book to put in which place, and her understanding of Xu Ling, compared with Zhang Zhao, Ruyao is as good as that.

Zhang Zhao proposed to promote Ruyao to aunt, but Xu Ling refused. For Xu Ling, Ruyao is what he wants to be by his side all the time.

Ruyao lives beside Xu Ling like a shadow like this, and she also thought about becoming an aunt herself, but this idea was shattered by an accident.

It was the second year of Xu Jian's birth, Zhang Zhao went to the temple to worship the Buddha, and Xu Ling was empty, so he asked Ruyao to accompany him. The car was walking on the road, and a group of thieves ran into it, and during the fight, the originally good carriage was overturned.

Ruyao hugged Xiao Xu Jian, a thief held a knife to kill him, and Ruyao instantly protected the person under him. When he thought he was going to die under the knife, Zhang Zhao, who was protected by everyone in the middle, ran over and took a sword for Ruyao, wounding his left shoulder.

Fortunately, the incision was not deep, and the treatment was timely, but it only left a scar.

On the way back, Ruyao couldn't cry and asked Zhang Zhao why he gave up his life to save himself.

Zhang Zhao held Ruyao's hand and said to her, "Ah Ling can't live without you, I can see that you are very important to him." ”

Since then, Ruyao has put away her selfishness and served Xu Ling in a down-to-earth manner. I thought I would be betrothed to someone in the house, but something happened again.

At that time, Zhang Zhao was pregnant with Xu Su, and Xu Ling was also the busiest time, in order not to disturb Zhang Zhao, Xu Ling lived in the east wing.

One day, Ruyao sorted out the bedding for Xu Ling, and Xu Ling walked in. The candle flame moved slightly, Ruyao was dressed for Xu Ling, and was suddenly hugged by Xu Ling.

"Ruyao, I want you."

In just one sentence, he broke through all the defenses of Ru Yao, and in a state of confusion, Xu Ling called Ru Yao's name gently, and at that moment, Ru Yao felt that he loved himself.

The next day, Xu Ling woke up, and the people around him were long gone, only the red on the sheets was the only evidence left last night.

Ru Yao prepared breakfast for Xu Ling like a nobody, and forcibly held Xu Ling's words in her heart. At that time, the relationship between the two continued, but whenever Xu Ling intended to give Ru Yao a name, Ru Yao did not give a chance.

At that time, Ruyao was constantly struggling between fire and water. She loves Xu Ling and loves him as a part of her body, but when she thinks of Zhang Zhao's life-saving grace, she can't. But Xu Ling couldn't refuse, so a bowl of cold medicine was regarded as making amends for Zhang Zhao.

Ruyao has locked her heart in a cage for so many years, and only when she shares the same bed, she will release that heart for a while.

"I don't want to be famous, it's to punish myself, drink cold medicine, make amends for my wife, commit myself to you, and indulge myself. I just want to stay with you. ”

These are the words that Ru Yao said when Xu Ling looked at his face when he fell asleep.

With the afterglow of the sunset, Xu Ling came to Yongwen Pavilion.

"Chunhua has seen the master, and the son is in the room."

Xu Ling shook his head and pointed to the wing room where Wen Chen'an lived, "I'll go to Chen'an to have a look, you guys are busy." ”

"Yes."

Although Wen Chen's house is a wing room, it is also an independent courtyard. Two years ago there was a modification and the height of the door was raised.

When Xu Ling walked into the room, he saw Wen Chenan holding a pen and thinking about something, and he didn't notice that someone was coming.

Ruolan saw Xu Ling, and before she could make a move, she was waved by Xu Ling and reprimanded.

There were only two people left in the room, Xu Ling stood at the door against the light, Wen Chenan stood in front of the desk, the window next to him was open, and the sun shone on his upper body and the paper on his chest.

Looking at Wen Chen'an, Xu Ling's mind showed a familiar figure, and he couldn't help but ask in his heart: Brother Tsing Yi, in the dark, did you let Chen'an come to me, did you bear to let him suffer alone, and wanted me to take care of him? Rest assured, no matter what it is, I will take care of him for you.

Xu Ling slowly stepped forward, "What are you thinking?" The pen and ink dripped on the paper. ”

Wen Chenan came back to his senses and was about to put down his pen and salute when he saw Xu Ling, but was interrupted by Xu Ling.

"It's Qingqing who wants me to help her compose the picture, and she wants to embroider it as a wedding gift for Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"This kid has to trouble others in his own affairs."

"No, it's my own promise. It's just a little sudden, and I don't know what to draw. ”

Xu Ling looked at the items on his desk and said,

"The princess is married far away, and there is no chance of coming back in this life. It's better to paint Jiankang City, tomorrow you go to Xu Qian, he runs through the streets and alleys every day, and knows where the best perspective is. Choose a bustling place and draw it. ”

Wen Chenan nodded, thinking that this idea was particularly good,

"It's just that it takes a lot of effort to embroider Qingqing."

"It's okay, the embroidery workers of Xiangling next to her are also very good, they can help."

After thinking about it, Wen Chenan remembered to ask Xu Ling's intention,

"Uncle Xu is here, is there something wrong?"

Xu Ling looked at Wen Chen'an with a loving face, "I drank some wine today, and I dreamed of an old friend I hadn't seen for a long time, and I felt a little melancholy after waking up, and I thought about going for a walk, so I came over." ”

Ruolan came in with tea, "Master, son, the slave has made tea, the two of you sit down and talk." ”

"It's my negligence, Uncle Xu, take a seat."

The two sat down, and Xu Ling tasted the tea, "Tuh? How do you like this bitter tea at such a young age. ”