Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Nan Xiang followed the old beggar's reminder and seeing that the sky was getting darker and it seemed like it was going to rain, he hurried towards the palace gate.

In the blink of an eye, dark clouds rolled in and gathered, and the originally bustling streets suddenly became deserted.

Nan Xiang hadn't walked far when the rain began to fall. The raindrops as big as beans hit people's faces mercilessly.

She quickly raised her hands to cover her head and ran to a roof to avoid the rain. As soon as she reached the eaves of the shop, the rain suddenly became heavier, "white raindrops jumping into the boat", bean-sized raindrops hit the ground with a crackling sound, splashing layers of water, shallow puddles soon accumulated on the street, and the raindrops fell, creating countless fine ripples. There were few pedestrians, all hurriedly looking for shelter, and the whole world was shrouded by this majestic rain curtain.

Nan Xiang raised her sleeve to wipe the raindrops from her face, looked at the sky, and pondered the poems that the old beggar Lao Qiu had told her.

While I was thinking about it, I could hear the sound of her light and steady footsteps in the intervals between the sounds of rain.

Getting closer to her.

Nan Xiang looked up and saw a man walking towards her. He was wearing a green brocade robe and holding an oil-paper umbrella with a bamboo pattern painted on it.

The man walked up to Nan Xiang, put away his umbrella, and when he saw Nan Xiang, he nodded and smiled: "Young Master, are you here to take shelter from the rain as well?"

Nan Xiang nodded and responded: "That's right."

At first, the man was in the rain, his temperament was like a green lotus in the rain, and he was independent and aloof. Nan Xiang thought he was a nobleman from an aristocratic family. She was full of expectations, thinking that with such temperament, his face must be as gentle as jade and extremely handsome.

When the man approached, Nan Xiang was slightly disappointed. The face in front of her was so ordinary that it would be inconspicuous among passers-by. Compared with his temperament, it was strangely inconsistent.

However, Nan Xiang did not comment much, but just quietly withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.

Nan Xiang stared at the increasingly heavy rain, feeling extremely anxious, but the old beggar's words kept lingering in his mind. He waited while thinking secretly.

"Young Master, the rain is getting heavier. I'm afraid it won't stop any time soon."

The man next to him spoke up, breaking the silence.

Nan Xiang's thoughts were suddenly pulled back by these words. She looked at the rain and responded:

"Well, we can only wait until the rain stops before we leave."

"I see that the young master looks anxious. Could it be that he has something urgent to attend to and wants to go back early?" the man asked again.

"That's right. Delay will lead to chaos. Besides, since I have already agreed, I must keep my word."

Nan Xiang frowned slightly, her tone showing a hint of urgency.

After hearing this, the man lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and then handed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to Nan Xiang.

Nan Xiang looked at the umbrella handed to her, then raised her eyes to the man's gentle eyes, her eyes full of surprise, and asked:

"Master, what do you mean?"

The man raised his lips, revealing a warm smile, and said:

"I think the young master needs this umbrella urgently to travel."

"What about you, sir?" Nan Xiang asked doubtfully.

The man smiled even more, speaking in a carefree and relaxed manner:

"Ji is just a lazy person, it's okay to wait until the rain stops before leaving."

Nan Xiang hurriedly pushed the umbrella back, but the man insisted on giving it to her again.

The two of them pushed and shoved each other for a while, and although the rain gradually became lighter, it still kept falling, lingering and heavy, and it seemed that it would not stop until the evening.

Finally, the umbrella fell into Nan Xiang's hands.

Nan Xiang was helpless, so she smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, but how should I return the umbrella? I seldom go out on weekdays."

The man thought for a moment and said slowly, "Young Master, don't worry. If you want to return it, you can send it to Wenxing Bank and I will pick it up."

Nan Xiang knew that Wenxing Bank was the largest bank in the imperial capital. The people who came and went there were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries. It had great influence and ordinary people did not dare to act recklessly here.

"In that case, could it be that Master Ji is the owner of Wenxing Bank?"

There was a certainty in Nan Xiang's eyes. Although it was a question, her tone was very affirmative.

Hearing this, the man smiled slightly and nodded in response:

"The young master is extremely intelligent."

"I met you by chance today. I am grateful for your kindness in lending me my umbrella. I will definitely return it in the future. I will take my leave now."

Nan Xiang bowed to the man and said goodbye, then opened her umbrella and her figure gradually disappeared in the rain.

The man was dressed in blue, with an upright figure and a gentle temperament like jade. He looked at the figure walking away in the rain, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and whispered softly:

"It's not just a chance encounter..."

"He Yu, it's raining heavily, why did you leave me alone and run out?"

At this time, a young man in white came over with an umbrella. Seeing that the umbrella in the hand of the man in green was gone, he couldn't help but look surprised and asked,

"He Yu, where's your umbrella?"