Seeing this, Liu Rumeng was stunned.
The person in front of him was the eldest daughter who had asked Master Qiu to give him almond cakes and banknotes last time. It was also her instructions to protect him from punishment and insults.
Liu Rumeng suddenly became panicked for some reason. He licked his dry lips and gave a soft smile:
"My daughter, do you remember me?"
"Young Master, you are a good singer and a beautiful person. Of course I will remember it."
Hearing her praise her beauty, Liu Rumeng felt panicked.
The paint on my face has not been washed off, and my hair is casually pulled up into a bun. When I came to see the daughter of the world, I always felt that it was not very solemn and polite.
But there was no other way. He tugged on his sleeves, pursed his lips and focused his gaze on the person in front of him.
Rui Baoer was wearing a goose-yellow dress, bright and dazzling, like the warm sun in the sky that shines on everyone regardless of wealth or poverty. There was a bright smile in her eyes, which was also warm.
Liu Rumeng's eyebrows softened naturally.
The same compliment about appearance came out of Hu Zihan's mouth, which made him feel like he was being treated as a toy. He felt cold in his heart and felt deeply unhappy.
But speaking from the mouth of a noble lady with clear eyes can make a hard-hearted and black-hearted man feel happy from the bottom of his heart.
"Thank you for the compliment, My Lady."
Liu Rumeng sincerely knelt down and saluted her to thank her.
"No, no, no, I am telling the truth. Young Master, have you eaten the cakes I asked the host to send you last time? You are too thin. My father said that your body is the most important thing. You are already very beautiful. No need to starve yourself thin for beauty."
Rui Baoer walked with him and walked to an empty table and chair and sat down.
Liu Rumeng was amused by Rui Baoer's innocent remarks, and felt a little warm.
"Don't worry, Shi Nu. I've used the pastry and it tastes great. I haven't thanked Shi Nu yet."
"Don't call me the daughter of the world, and don't say thank you all the time. You look very polite and unfamiliar. I, I want you to be my good friend."
After speaking, Rui Baoer suddenly blushed and said a little shyly.
"You are so powerful. People who listened to the show today said that you can also dance with a sword. It's a pity that I came late with my father today and didn't see you. You are so beautiful, and I just want to have such a powerful friend. "
She is indeed the most pure and kind daughter in everyone's mouth. She never cares about her status or looks down on anyone.
Faced with his status, you can still ask to be a friend.
Seriously...really different from others.
Liu Rumeng always acted cautiously. When facing these noble girls, he rarely showed his true self, let alone pretending to be sincere friends with them.
At this time, he seemed to have forgotten everything, looked into Rui Baoer's clean eyes, and blurted out.
"OK."
He regretted it only after he said it, fearing that it would be taken as a joke again, so he stared at Rui Baoer without blinking, not daring to let go of any change in her mood.
It's not that he is too cautious, it's just that too many noble ladies tease young men of low status.
Yanchu State has a strict hierarchical system. People with high status rarely look down on those with low status. More often, they regard them as tools for jokes and teasing.
Especially for lowly actors like them, apart from not selling themselves, their status is not much higher than that of the Hwarang dancers in the flower house.
Therefore, he had seen countless examples of his peers being teased, laughed at, and abandoned.
"That's great. My name is Rui Bao'er. My mother and father both call me Bao'er. You are my friend, so you can also call me Bao'er."
Rui Baoer couldn't see the vigilance in his eyes at all, and clapped her hands happily.
What should I do? Faced with Rui Baoer's clean eyes and such innocent words, who can resist it.
Liu Rumeng closed her eyes and suppressed the inexplicable impulse in her heart. She still couldn't help but whispered:
"You have a noble status as a daughter of the world, and you are a treasure...servant. It's very disrespectful to call you by your name like this. How about I call you Miss Rui? My surname is Liu, Rumeng, with a small Chinese character of Huanyan. You can call me Ayan."
Huanyan is the little name he gave himself. From the moment he was completely abandoned by his mother and father, he decided that he must always have a happy face in this life, so he chose this little name.
He thought he would never expose this name to the public, but he didn't expect it, but when he met Shi Nu, he couldn't help but tell her.
Rui Baoer didn't know what Liu Rumeng was thinking. She was happy that she had successfully made the friend she wanted.
"Ayan."
Rui Baoer called him happily.
"Eh."
Liu Rumeng responded quickly, looking at Rui Bao'er, her eyebrows were crooked, no regrets, and she quietly shouted in her heart: "Bao'er."
"Then don't call me Miss Rui. My aunt gave me a nickname, A-Yuan. You can also call me A-Yuan."
"A...A Yuan."
Rui Baoer seemed even happier after making friends.
People of her age are either making achievements in the court or on the battlefield, or they are getting married and having children, or like Hu Zihan and others, they are living in debauchery and beauties.
After all, I am either fulfilling my ambitions or playing with my friends.
Rui Baoer is different from ordinary people. She has a simple mind. She has neither married nor friends with similar interests.
After finally gaining a good friend, Rui Baoer was in high spirits and never stopped talking.
Her life is simple, without intrigues and intrigues.
When talking to Liu Rumeng, they talked about their favorite pastries, discussed which ancient book allusions to today's opera come from, and other small things in life.
However, Liu Rumeng found it very interesting and relaxed her guard. He smiled and debated with her whether the hot chestnut cake was better, or the cold shortbread that was oiled better.
This kind of time was very ordinary and simple, but it made him feel much more relaxed.
Liu Rumeng kept looking at Rui Baoer with a smile on her face, with a high-spirited expression and innocent eyes. Her heart moved slightly, but was quickly suppressed by her keen master.
——
Two days later.
Hufu.
Carriages pulled by tall horses came and went outside the palace gate. Everyone who came in with invitations was richly and exquisitely dressed, and they were accompanied by several female slaves.
The mansion was even more lively. Although the Hu's mansion didn't have a girl who could support its appearance, a person with the title of general protecting the country still had to pay three points of thin noodles.
The banquet was held in the flower-viewing pavilion, which was filled with distinguished guests.
Either he was the husband of some military commander, or he was a well-known young man. Sitting in the most remote position at the bottom was Liu Rumeng, who had been invited.
He put on the most decent clothes, but still looked a little shabby in front of the guests.
But no matter how shabby it was, at any rate, he came as a guest, not like an actor singing an opera on the stage in the center of the lake, without dignity and subject to criticism.
When Liu Rumeng was led by the servants in the house to sit down, she naturally felt a sense of disparity in her heart, but at the same time, she also had strong ambition.
Since you want to get rid of your identity as an actor and pursue a life that is not looked down upon by others, then why not work harder so that others can only look up to you.
