Outside the West City, deep inside the Muni Courtyard, there is a small, cold courtyard.
The beauty with gorgeous figure and orchid temperament stood under the rose stand, secretly feeling sad.
"Miss, this is a message from Rongguo Mansion in Beijing."
Suddenly hearing the voice of the little maid behind her, Miaoyu suddenly turned around and took what was in the hands of the little maid.
It was a post that was almost the same as the one she had sent to Beijing that morning. When she opened it, she saw a few words neatly written on it:
"Jia Lian, the person inside the threshold, would like to pay my respects."
Miaoyu's first reaction was that the handwriting was not very good-looking, and there was no good posture and sharpness of the strokes.
Then I felt a little happy again. A high-ranking official like Jia Lian must have someone close to him. Those kind of people would practice calligraphy first, so they would not be able to write well. From this, we can conclude that this is Jia Lian's own handwriting.
When I thought about it, I looked at the neat font of the introduction on the post and felt handsome and elegant.
Of course, these thoughts were all minor. What pleased her the most was the words "Jia Lian, the person inside the threshold" raised her head.
Naturally, she didn't forget the post she wrote last night, calling herself "Outside the Threshold." The so-called "Outside the Threshold" comes from a poem she most believed in: "Even if there is an iron threshold for a thousand years, there will eventually be a soiled bun."
The high threshold of a wealthy family can last for thousands of years, but how can a person live for a thousand years? In the end, it just turned into a handful of loess.
This is the final destination of all living beings in this world. .
And compared to outsiders, she is an outsider who claims to have escaped from the world of life and death.
This is the position she expressed to Jia Lian. She is not a worldly person.
Because she had been frightened since her heart was stolen by Jia Lian. She was not only afraid of the ill will towards her, but also afraid that Jia Lian would despise her.
Fortunately, she really did not misjudge the person.
The abominable thief was indeed no ordinary person. He could see through her thoughts at a glance, and he called himself an "insider", that is, he was humble enough to be a mundane person.
Even though Qing knew she was deceiving herself, she was still shocked and happy that Jia Lian could accurately see her heart.
If there is such a thing as a confidant, this is it.
Indeed, if he were a layman, how could he write those sentences that would make him ashamed of himself as a Buddha?
Miaoyu thought of the two poems that had been circulated in Beijing recently.
They all said it was written by Jia Lian. No one knew how excited and happy she was when she knew the news.
With her appearance, her talent, and her purity, if someone had her heart stolen, it would be because the heart thief was too good and cunning, not because she couldn't stick to her true heart!
Only such a person can make her, a fairy-like figure, fall into the mortal world.
But so what if we are close friends, fate will play its tricks on people after all.
Today is his twentieth birthday, and his family is not sure how to celebrate it for him. But as a close friend, I could only write a message to him quietly across the high walls of the capital and the vast world, and worry about whether he would receive it.
Thinking like this, most of the previous joy disappeared. He raised his head, looked at the roses blooming in the breeze, and suddenly sighed:
"After reading all the pain of parting in the end of the world, I return with no way, and the scattered flowers look like this..."
Before I finished reciting a poem, I suddenly heard the familiar voice behind me: "Looking at each other under the flowers without saying a word, there is nothing like the spring in the green window."
The voice was so majestic, so soul-stirring, and so close that she was so nervous that she didn't dare to look back.
Until the waist tightened, the strong arms hugged her waist as expected, and then the warm breath pressed against her body, making her tremble physically and mentally.
Turning around with difficulty, it turned out that the hateful heart thief had appeared behind her at some point and touched her innocent body rudely.
That smile was as heart-wrenching as ever, and he pressed it against her ear, exhaling a manly breath: "When the lovesickness lamp is turned on, a wisp of new love, thousands of old hatreds..."
Miaoyu wailed in her heart, knowing that she must have sunk.
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After Jia Lian left the yamen, he remembered that he hadn't seen the little nun Miaoyu for a long time.
She was such a noble and narcissistic beauty, but she actually made a special trip to inquire about his birthday and wrote him a congratulatory note. With such thoughtfulness, it was only natural that she should go and see her.
The main reason is that this woman is more arrogant than Daiyu. If she doesn't respond to her kindness, who knows what she will think about.
It's better to respond promptly.
At this point, it seems that his decision was indeed the right one.
Judging from the reaction of the beauty in his arms, the other party must have been so surprised that she couldn't help herself, and she was made submissive by him.
After a long time, Miaoyu woke up from her shock, suddenly got out of Jia Lian's arms, covered her mouth, and looked worriedly at the back porch.
Although this is her small backyard and no one else can enter, this does not include her maids and servants.
"Don't worry, I've asked all your people to leave. Only my people are watching outside, and no one else will come in."
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Jia Lian smiled.
The people in Muni Yuan are easy to deal with. As long as you have enough money for sesame oil, anyone will be the "Buddha".
As for Miaoyu's own two servants, it is naturally not a problem.
He just bribed Miaoyu's maid and caught her off guard.
When Miaoyu heard this, she knew that Jia Lian had come with a premeditated plan. Although the worry in her heart disappeared, the shame and annoyance followed.
"You evil thief with ulterior motives!"
Jia Lian chuckled. He didn't know who it was. He forgot about it as soon as he kissed her. Now that he was satisfied, he started to bite back!
However, Jia Lian couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the smeared lip makeup on Miaoyu's beautiful face.
What a monk, hiding in his Zen monastery to meditate, and actually painted his lips pink and very beautiful. Although the outfit is very light, the embellishment is just right. According to Jia Lian, the makeup method is much better than that of ordinary women from aristocratic families.
This was the reason why he couldn't help but taste it as soon as he met it.
But seeing the beauty embarrassed, Jia Lian naturally would not argue with her. He naturally took her beautiful and soft hand and said with a smile: "Let's go inside to talk."
Jia Lian's voice was very soft, which made Miaoyu very happy to hear it.
But she still warned: "Just talking, you must not be rude to me again, let alone..."
Although the following words were not spoken, any man could understand them.
But Jia Lian didn't understand and asked: "What else can't be done?"
Miaoyu was annoyed and wanted to throw away Jia Lian's hand.
Jia Lian chuckled, "Don't worry, I don't just want your body, I want your heart as well."
When Miaoyu heard this, although the words sounded very shameful, she felt inexplicably relieved and warm in her heart.
So she snorted coldly and reluctantly followed Jia Lian to her clean and warm Zen room.
…
Miaoyu is indeed a very elegant and particular person.
This can be seen from her tea-making techniques and procedures.
"Miss, you want the tea."
A clear and childish voice sounded, and Jia Lian, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon and watching Miaoyu making tea, couldn't help but look over.
Although Miaoyu handled the complicated tea sets skillfully in her hands, she paid a lot of attention to Jia Lian.
Seeing him look at the little nun in front of him, he explained in a nonchalant manner: "This is sent here by Jingci. You said you sent someone to this temple. Why don't you recognize her?"
Master Jingci is a very talented person and knows how to deal with noble people.
That day, Jia's servants and wives brought Zhi'er over. Seeing that she was so beautiful and delicate, Jingci guessed that she was also someone Jia Lian valued.
It was hard to place such a little girl elsewhere, so she simply gave it to Miaoyu.
"She is from Shuiyue Nunnery next to our temple. Later, the nunnery there could no longer accommodate her. I thought she was pitiful, so I found a place for her to live."
Jia Lian explained casually, then looked at Zhi'er, who seemed to be quite well-behaved, and said, "You must also be able to see how extraordinary your new master is.
Since you follow her, serve her well, and the future will be your own. "
"yes……"
Miaoyu didn't care about a little nun, she cared more about whether Zhi'er had anything to do with Jia Lian.
Seeing the calm tone of Jia Lian's words, the smart man looked at Jia Lian with only respect and no blasphemy, which relieved his doubts.
As for what was not tolerated by the previous nunnery...
She could understand this very well. Originally, she didn't like to get along with other nuns, so her family spent a lot of money to build a Buddhist temple for her for her to practice.
Even when she came to Muni Yuan with Master last year, she still couldn't get along with the female nuns in Muni Yuan.
The reason why people in the courtyard have become extra respectful to her in the past two months is because they know that she has fallen into the eyes of the nobles of Rongguo Mansion!
However, when Jia Lian told Zhi'er, he did not forget to praise her as "extraordinary", which made her feel very happy, so she carefully poured a cup of the best tea in front of Jia Lian and said, "Please."
Jia Lian took it with a smile, took a sip, and tasted it carefully. Then he looked at Miaoyu and chuckled: "Although the tea is fragrant, it is not as fragrant as beauty."
"Bah, you're a bastard."
When Miaoyu heard this, she thought Jia Lian meant something obscene and quickly wiped her mouth with an embroidered handkerchief. I thought to myself, I won’t let him succeed easily next time!
Jia Lian was speechless. Did Fairy Miaoyu think too much? He just praised her as a beauty.
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