A slightly ordinary carriage drove slowly from the direction of East City towards the main street.
There was a low table placed in the carriage, and an exquisite incense burner was placed on the low table, with smoke rising from the incense burner.
The scent of red sandalwood fills the carriage carriage.
Liu Zhi'an looked at the middle-aged man opposite who was wearing a bamboo hat and rubbing bright iron gallbladder with his hands. He sighed with a complex expression and lowered his head to fiddle with the sandalwood in the incense burner with a copper stick.
"Are you letting go now?"
The middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat opposite him trembled imperceptibly, and gently took off his bamboo hat, revealing the true face of Ling Daoming, the third brother of Liu Zhi'an.
Ling Daoming leaned the bamboo hat against the wall of the carriage and gently placed the bright iron gall in his hand on the hem of his clothes.
With trembling hands, he reached for a simple gentleman's sword placed on the low table in the carriage.
Holding the Gentleman's Sword in both hands, Ling Daoming gently pulled out the sword. Looking at the sharp and bright sword that could illuminate the figure, Ling Daoming nodded silently and inserted the Gentleman's Sword in his hand into the scabbard. .
"Let it go."
Liu Zhi'an's eyes were calm and unsophisticated. He took out a jar of wine from the corner, slowly brushed off the sealing mud on it, placed two wine bowls, lifted the jar and poured it down.
"How does this wine taste?"
Ling Daoming brought the wine bowl to his mouth and took a sip, looking at Liu Zhi'an blankly.
"This wine..."
Liu Zhi'an directly picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. Liu Zhi'an took a gentle breath, which was full of the smell of wine.
"What will it taste like if you drink the wine from back then?"
"Bitter, astringent, hard to swallow."
Liu Zhi'an pursed his lips and nodded heavily, then filled the jar with wine for himself again.
Under Ling Daoming's stunned gaze, he picked up the drink and drank it down again.
Ling Daoming came to his senses and took the wine bowl to his mouth and drank it all in one gulp.
But compared to Liu Zhi'an's normal face, Ling Daoming's face looked a little ugly when he drank the drink.
Liu Zhi'an looked at Ling Daoming's slight frown and raised the wine jar again to fill the two of them with drinks.
"When the boss still had you, the two of you could only afford such cheap drinks. But at that time, you felt that this wine was fragrant, affordable and could relieve your worries."
"For you, I can only give up the delicious old wine to accompany you to drink the most ordinary wine."
"Back then, we drank the cheapest drinks and visited the shabbiest brothels, but our lives were more enjoyable than now."
“Drinks are still the same drinks as before, and people who drink are still the same people as before.”
"But why does the wine taste so completely different when people drink it back then?"
“It’s not that the wine has changed, it’s that the people have changed.”
"Lao San, people have changed."
"Do you think you are still the same Ling Daoming you were back then?"
Liu Zhi'an looked at Ling Daoming, whose expression was getting dull, and he picked up the drink and drank it silently, his expression unspeakably gloomy.
The corners of Ling Daoming's mouth trembled a few times, and he picked up the wine and tasted it silently.
When the drink went into his throat, Ling Daoming, who was full of elegant temperament, seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
The eyes filled with light gradually dimmed, and two lines of clear tears slowly shed.
“Good wine!”
Liu Zhi'an looked at Ling Daoming with a lonely expression: "If I tell you that he wants to die but has not, will you let it go?"
Ling Daoming stared blankly at the wine bowl in his hand and nodded slightly.
"Put it down!"
"Have you really let it go?"
"Put it down, second brother, thank you for the wine."
Liu Zhi'an nodded silently and placed the wine jar on the table.
"After drinking, everyone goes back to their homes."
"good!"
"Lao San, I don't want our descendants to follow our old path again."
"Little brother understands!"
............
In the corridor from the inner courtyard of Liu Mansion to the wing room across the courtyard.
Liu Ying looked at Hu Yanjunyao's somewhat disappointed expression and shook her head helplessly.
"If you don't fight for it now, you will be even more uncomfortable and suffer more loss and sadness in the future. Xiao Mingming is not a ruthless person, as you can see from his actions of going to the hospital as soon as he comes back these days."
"He is trying every means to make up for his debt to the Golden Empress."
"A layer of window paper has made the treatment of you and Empress Jin at Xiao Mingming's place so completely different. Shouldn't you also reflect on yourself?
As the saying goes, men chase women over the distance, and women chase after men over the distance.
Xiao Mingming is a passionate person by nature, and my sister doesn’t believe that your beauty will make him stand still.
If that were the case, Xiao Mingming would no longer be Xiao Mingming. "
Huyan Yunyao listened to Liu Ying's words of enlightenment, her jade fingers intertwined tightly.
"It's not that Yunyao doesn't fight for it. I've revealed my heart to my senior brother more than once, but he always treats me lukewarm, saying he just treats me like the junior junior brother I was at Dangyang Academy.
Sometimes I speak very frankly, but he always talks about me and doesn't want to talk in depth about emotional topics. "
Liu Ying looked at Hu Yanjunyao curiously: "How did you reveal your heart to Xiao Mingming?"
Huyan Yunyao recalled for a moment, her lips parted slightly, and she began to tell Liu Ying about her past with Young Master Liu.
"Senior brother clearly put away my golden sword at first, but I thought he had already done it from the bottom of his heart...Later, when we were in Yingzhou..."
The two of them stayed on the corridor blowing the cold wind for about a moment while burning incense. Huyan Yunyao succinctly told Liu Ying the past events between herself and Young Master Liu.
After Liu Ying was stunned for a long time, she raised her hand and patted her fair forehead gently. She looked at Huyan Yunyao's gloomy expression and shook her head blankly, her eyes full of helplessness.
"They say big breasts mean no brains. You're not that good at this. Why do you have so many brains..."
Liu Ying's words were like an invisible sharp blade piercing Huyan Yunyao's heart. Her lips trembled as she looked down at her chest, and Hu Yanjunyao's expression became even lower.
What's wrong with Xiao? Are you wearing your clothes?
Do you need three sentences to prick my heart?
Feeling the resentful look in Hu Yanjunyao's eyes, Liu Ying smiled bitterly.
"Well, look at my sister's mouth. She really can't speak. Don't take it to heart."
"After listening to what you said, sister also understands that the reason why your relationship is so lukewarm has a lot to do with the way you treat Xiao Mingming.
You just want to be domineering to him but can't save your own face, so you always stop at the critical moment.
It would be fine if you were an ordinary woman, but your identity is extraordinary.
Xiao Mingming is probably also hesitating about how you feel about him?
There is really only one layer of window paper left between you two that has not been pierced.
Sister, you have to think about it carefully and see how you can make it a success and achieve positive results. "
Huyan Yunyao's eyes lit up and she looked at Liu Ying happily: "Really?"
Liu Ying muttered for a while, then her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, with a hint of weirdness, and she slowly thought about Hu Yanjunyao.
"Girl, why don't you learn what my sister did back then. My sister promises that as long as you perform well, you will definitely be able to win over Xiao Mingming under your pomegranate skirt."
"any solution?"
"Drug!"
"ah?"
"Don't, sister, tell you, there is no more reliable method than this. If you don't have it, sister will get it for you, whatever type you want."
Looking at Hu Yanjunyao's embarrassed pretty face, Liu Ying shook her head helplessly.
"It's still not enough to be a big girl. You can think about it yourself. Let's go find Xiao Mingming first!"
Huyan Yunyao nodded silently and instinctively followed Liu Ying towards the courtyard. Today, Huyan Yunyao's previous outlook on life was completely overturned.
Liu Ying looked at the open door of the wing: "Xiao Mingming, are you there? My sister has come in."
Young Master Liu was lying on a chair and sipping tea comfortably. He saw the two people walking into the room and hurriedly got up to greet them.
"Auntie, junior brother, you've finished playing chess."
Liu Ying looked at Young Master Liu angrily: "You still have the nerve to say it. My sister has been waiting for you for so long. It's good for you. There's not even a soul when you come back. It makes my sister wait in vain for so long. She's still waiting for you." Try it deep......"
Liu Ying walked into the room as she spoke. When she entered the room, Liu Ying suddenly stopped talking and Qiongbi sniffed subconsciously.
After noticing the abnormal smell in the air, Liu Ying's beautiful eyes gradually became strange. Looking at Mr. Liu's somewhat erratic eyes, she walked to the chair and sat down with a smile.
"Xiao Mingming, why don't you see this distinguished guest?"
"Um... I politely said that I feel a little unwell, so I need to take a nap."
"Oh! Not comfortable? Why do you think it's too comfortable for you, sister?"
Young Master Liu turned to the stove with an embarrassed expression, picked up the pot and started pouring tea for Liu Ying.
"Aunt, junior brother, you are tired from playing chess. Drink some tea to relieve your fatigue."
"Thank you, senior brother! Senior brother, it's so cold that the old woman doesn't close the windows. Also, why is there a strange smell in her room? What is she doing?"
"Uh... I'd like to put it bluntly that she was unfortunately poisoned. The antidote may be a bit strong. She'll be fine after just ventilating it for a while. Don't worry about it!"
"Oh, okay, is the old woman okay?"
"It's okay, it's just a little bit of insignificant poison. It's gone. Just take a rest and you'll be fine."
"Auntie, you drink tea too!"
Liu Ying smiled and took the tea cup handed by Master Liu.
He gently leaned into Young Master Liu's ear and whispered.
"Sister is also good at detoxifying by making out, right?"
"Does my aunt know medical skills? Clearing away heat and relieving...ah?"
