Chapter 30: A Strange Singing
Lan Yunyi remembered the scar on her wrist, which was as dense as a centipede, and she hurriedly grabbed his hand with her right hand, trying to stop his movements.
"Uh, thank youβthank you, I'll go see the doctor."
She tried to shake off his hand hard.
Yan Yinxiao looked at her motionlessly, but the hand holding her wrist did not move.
He looked at her with his head slightly down, his back to the moonlight, Lan Yunyi looked at his eyes dumbfounded, his eyes were dark and calm.
But there was something unclear about it.
She couldn't read it.
The hot temperature of her palm was still against her wrist, and the pulse on her wrist was connected to her heart, and she felt that something was wrong with her heart.
It's not jumping too fast.
"I happened to bring medicine to treat my wrists, which I brought from my hometown, and I can use it a few times to get rid of the disease, and I don't need to go to the doctor."
Yan Yinxiao's voice was gentle, like rubbing into the moonlight like water.
"Butβ"
"Actually, you're not going to see a doctor, are you?" His tone was a little determined.
Lan Yunyi still looked at his eyes dumbfounded, his eyes were bright and firm, and she felt that she was about to stop thinking.
Since the fourth brother said that she had scars on her wrists and was not qualified to wear pink clothes at all, her wrists had never been shown to others.
Even in the summer, she wears long sleeves to hide the scars on her hands.
A girl's hands are covered with countless long scars, isn't it scary?
"My wrists are ugly and have a lot of scars on them, like centipedes. Children are scared when they see it, and I don't want others to see it. β
Lan Yunyi's voice was soft, with some nasal accents. His left hand suddenly clenched into a fist, trying to break free from Yan Yinxiao's confinement.
"But I've seen it. I don't think it's ugly, it's cute. I just like this wrist. β
Yan Yinxiao felt her violent emotional fluctuations, stretched out his long arm to wrap around her slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.
After a moment's hesitation, he put his hand on her head and rubbed it gently.
Lan Yunyi felt his hard and powerful embrace, and suddenly became like crying, she pressed her chin against his collarbone, gritted her teeth, and let the tears fall.
No one ever said her wounds were cute.
They will only say that it is ugly and ugly.
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"When did you see my wrist?"
Lan Yunyi calmed down, left his embrace, and asked him, with some undissipated crying in his tone.
"When I was in Tianyi Pavilion, you were under me, put your hand against my chest, and said no, I saw it at that time." Yan Yinxiao said seriously.
Lan Yunyi swallowed her saliva, what he said was so specific that her whole body was a little hot.
"When I was in the ice spring, I found that your wrist was weak, so I brought medicine by the way today, even if it was to repay you for inviting me to eat Sushan."
Yan Yinxiao spread his hands in front of her.
Lan Yunyi hesitated for a second before slowly placing his hand on his.
He carefully ripped open her sleeve, poured medicinal wine on her wrist, and rubbed her tiny wrist in his palm.
The strong smell of medicinal wine permeated the tip of his nose, and his wrist was rubbed hot in his palm, as if the meridians were really slowly recovering.
"This medicinal wine not only repairs the meridians, but also removes scars, and it only takes three uses to heal."
Yan Yinxiao said slowly, his attention completely focused on Lan Yunyi's wrist.
"So you brought medicinal wine to see the magnolia flowers, did you see the flowers?"
Lan Yunyi's whole person was in a trance, and her wrists were even hotter, she pursed her lips and diverted the topic.
"I saw it, not only was I wronged, but I was also shy."
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Following
Lan Wanru's shop still opened on time.
Her "Wufangzhai" is open opposite Lan Yunyi's shop, and it is lit up during the day, and the street is full of red silk, which looks very lively.
She relied on the reputation of the Blue Mansion to invite countless powerful people.
The luxurious carriages all stopped in front of Lan Yunyi's shop, surrounding Lan Yunyi's shop so much that people couldn't even get out, let alone come in for a meal.
It's more like a demonstration than parking.
"Is this Princess Zhaoyang's carriage? On weekdays, she can't be invited to the palace banquet, but today she also came. β
"This carriage belongs to the Lord of Lingshu! It's covered in jewels, and it's too extravagant. β
"There is also the daughter of the Zhao Mansion, the princess of the Prince's Mansion, the princess of the Prince's Mansion, ......"
"The shop opposite is so lively, most of the magnates in the capital have been invited, and our shop will open in two days, what should we do?"
"Hmph, even if I starve to death, I won't betray our shopkeeper like those people!"
"Be quiet, don't let the shopkeeper be sad to hear it!"
The young men in the shop looked at the grand scene of the traffic on the opposite side, each holding his head, sighing, his little face wrinkled into words, and he looked very worried.
When Feng Xiao returned to Wufangzhai with a 1,000 taels of silver tickets, Lan Yunyi was making what his uncle called the "cake".
Feng Xiao didn't dare to say anything when he saw the movement on the other side, so he could only look at her cautiously, saying comforting words on his lips, but in fact, he didn't have any confidence in his heart.
"Don't be too sad, even if she invites the powerful people of the whole capital, she may not be able to compare to us, we still have Sushan......"
Although Lan Yunyi was sweating profusely, she was not very depressed, but she was happy and at ease, and she seemed to be confident.
"Shopkeeper, this is the silver ticket given by Lan Wanru, a total of one thousand taels. Even if the shop closes, we can at least get this thousand taels of silver......"
After one night, Feng Xiao's whole person changed, not only was his attitude no longer hanging, but his whole person also had spirit.
He shrunk his head, trying to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak.
"You can accept this silver ticket, the family has just been hit by a disaster, the house has not been built, and the children are still young, so it is time to use the money."
Lan Yunyi said as she carefully separated the egg wash and egg white, and there was no sadness on her face.
"No, no, no! I can't take this money, you should take it, if I can't help but gamble with the money, Yue'e should beat me to death. β
Feng Xiao's head shook like a rattle.
Lan Yunyi stopped what she was doing and looked at him, and after a while, she slowly spoke: "Then you put it on the small table, and wait for me to tell Sister Yue'e about it tomorrow." β
After working for an hour, Lan Yunyi finally made the simple version of the cake in Uncle Shi's mouth, and the first time she made it, there were not too many tricks.
It is made with the flavor of osmanthus stuffed, not only with a knife to smear the cream, but also sprinkled with dots of dried osmanthus on top.
She carefully took the cake out of the back kitchen, but the whole shop was quiet, and Uncle Shi and those employees were gone.
Lan Yunyi felt a little strange, she had just put the cake on the table when she heard the singing.
Uh, strange singing.