Yan Yu didn't ask any more questions and prepared to go back in a hurry with the food box. This dish would not taste good if it was delayed for a long time.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back, took out the silk cloth from his body and handed it to Xie Fu.
Xie Fu took it and touched it. It seemed to be a silk handkerchief, but it seemed a bit too big. He asked: "What is it?"
"Miss's sad heart."
"What?"
"Sorrowful gut."
After Yan Yu finished speaking, he braved the scorching sun and left in a hurry, "I'll go back quickly."
Sad?
Xie Fu couldn't see it. He touched the silk cloth with his hand and soon felt something embroidered on the silk.
It seems like a word?
It seems to be the word you.
Xie Fu groped for each word, arranged them in order, and read out the entire sentence:
There is nothing else to do with white tea and pure cultivation. Look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. Don’t worry about your well-being.
Time is the pen, lovesickness is the ink, gradually I write about the white snow, I miss you better than last autumn.
Xie Fu smiled slightly after reading it. After all, she was still a famous lady. She was reserved and tactful, and she refused to say it directly even after seeing her for one day.
It is easy to write this sentence, but not easy to embroider it.
One stitch at a time, silently turning into jade paper.
…
Yan Yu returned to the shabby room, already sweating profusely.
Wang Wanzhi rested her elbows on the table and held her chin in her hands, thinking blankly. When she saw Yan Yu coming back, she immediately stood up and asked, "Is there anyone there?"
Yan Yu put down the food box and wiped her sweat.
Wang Wanzhi couldn't wait and urged: "Yan Yu, can you see someone?"
Yan Yu wiped her eyes, which were wet with sweat, and said, "I see you."
"How is he doing? Is he okay?"
Yan Yu glanced at the young lady calmly. If I said something miserable, the young lady would definitely feel sad. She responded, "With a smile, she kept telling me funny things."
Wang Wanzhi saw that Yan Yu was not responding to her words, so she asked directly: "How are your eyes?"
Yan Yu was anxious, how should she respond to this, and said: "Can't see it, it doesn't matter if you can't see it, miss, you also know that his eyes are full of scenery and emotion, the little lady fell in love with them just looking at them, now It’s no longer attractive.”
Wang Wanzhi smiled after hearing this. Fortunately, she was not really blind, otherwise she would have been heartbroken. She asked again, "Is it convenient to live in daily life?"
"I don't know if it's convenient or not, but there is a maid named Xiaoying taking care of him. It was arranged by Madam. She should be smart and able to serve others."
Just like what her mother said, Wang Wanzhi said softly: "That's good."
Yan Yu said calmly: "Miss, don't worry, it's not just that he is blind, let alone blind. Even if he is lame and disabled, you will not abandon him."
"certainly!"
Yan Yu diverted Wang Wanzhi's attention, "Even if he can't be loyal, miss, you won't abandon him."
"certainly!"
Wang Wanzhi blurted out, suddenly realized, and her face turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yan Yu chuckled: "That's not possible. Miss, you are still planning to give birth to a fat, white baby for him."
They were all embarrassed by what Wang Wanzhi said, and said coldly: "The more he talks, the more complicated he is. If you haven't opened the food box yet, let me see what delicious food he made today."
Yan Yu took out the dishes, and Wang Wanzhi was about to ask if the silk book was given to him?
Yan Yu left in a hurry.
"Yan Yu, where are you going?"
"There are still dishes, miss."
"There are more dishes? Why don't you bring them too?"
However, Yan Yu had already hurried away and came to Xia Ma Pavilion under the scorching sun, with the sweat almost running out of her body.
When people entered the pavilion, they blurted out: "It's so hot that I want to jump directly into the river."
Xie Fu responded: "How can that be done?"
Yan Yu retorted: "Why not? I'm so hot that my aunt is dying."
"You can't do it directly. You have to take off your clothes first. Otherwise, as soon as you get ashore, Grandma Gu, your flaws will be exposed in broad daylight."
Xiaoying on the side was surprised when she heard this, is the young master so poor? Why didn't I know this before?
Secretly looking at Yan Yu again, Sister Yan Yu could be teased like this, but she still didn't get angry according to her temper.
Yan Yu smiled and said, "You can't see it yourself, and you don't want to take advantage of others."
"Yan Yu, I have long taken note of your good heart. How can a thin layer of clothes cover your romantic heart?"
Xie Fu is no better than Wang Wanzhi. It's not that he doesn't know these witticisms, he just says them less often.
Yan Yu lowered his head and looked at the naked figure of Rehan. His face turned red and he spat: "Bah! I don't like your careless behavior. I won't tell you anymore. I don't want to tell you whether the dessert is ready." Stay outside."
"Okay." Xie Fu handed the finished product to Yan Yu.
When Yan Yu saw the beautifully made ice food, her beautiful eyes widened and she was immediately attracted.
Beautiful in shape and color, it satisfies women's sensual preferences.
Yan Yu couldn't help but pucker her lips. She was hot and thirsty and needed this ice pick: "Thank you, Fu, I want it too."
"This is to quench your thirst."
Yan Yu was afraid that Xie Fu would regret it, so she immediately started eating.
The small mouth was like a rain of sweet rain after a long drought, and I cried out happily.
Cool and moisturizing, with flowing fruity aroma, sweet but not greasy.
Xie Fu took out the ice from the ice cooker and prepared to make Wang Wanzhi's portion. This food had to be cooked and eaten right away, otherwise it would melt in a short while, so he did not prepare it in advance.
Yan Yu ate the iced food and was so happy that she shouted unscrupulously: "Thank you, Fu...ahhhh...it feels so good. I want it more, I want it more!"
Xie Fu noticed that Xiaoying had been staring at Yan Yu longingly and asked, "Xiaoying, do you want it too?"
Xiaoying was a little embarrassed, lowered her head and whispered: "Well, I want to taste this too."
After Yan Yu and Xie Fu agreed on the time for their next meeting, they quickly returned to Wangjialing Palace with iced food in hand.
In the shabby room, Wang Wanzhi stayed in the room, not as hungry and needy as Yan Yu, slowly savoring the tender affection of her lover.
"Miss, why don't you scream?"
"what is it call?"
"Isn't it delicious?"
"delicious."
"Why don't you scream if it tastes delicious?"
"Why do you have to call it delicious?"
"Do you want Xie Fu to feed you personally before you are willing to bark?"
"He feeds it himself, and I don't have to bark."
…
In these days, by delivering meals, Xie Fu and Wan Zhi exchanged letters, which temporarily relieved their lovesickness.
In another courtyard, Sima Yunxue's body is pure here, but her heart is not.
In the evening, Xiuyun and Xiuling were walking in the corridor carrying meals.
"Sister Xiuling, Madam has been feeling depressed these past few days. Do you think she is ill?"
"The weather is so damn hot. It's so sweltering right after June. Anyone else would be sluggish from the heat."
"Even so, you should go out for a walk in the morning and evening, but Madam has been staying shut."
Xiuling sighed softly: "Maybe she is secretly sad about the death of the master."
"Madam is so strong, you can't tell it at all in front of outsiders."
Unknowingly, they reached the door of Madam's bedroom. The two stopped talking and walked in.
The room was already a little groggy at this moment, the two exchanged glances, and Xiuling went to light the lamp.
Xiuyun walked gently to bed inside, it was quiet, there was no wind, the gauze curtains of the bed swept to both sides, and the scent of orchid and musk floated, filling the surroundings.
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