Enter Chang Xiangsi and help Jingzhai fight

My face flushed and my heart started beating fast. Fortunately, my face was already red and swollen, so the redness wouldn't be noticeable.

The air became sticky, and I could smell his fragrance, which merged with mine, entwining with each other like a wonderful connection.

I can't tell why, but I shivered for no apparent reason.

He was startled, and the light in his eyes that seemed to want to take me into the depths of the moon sea gradually faded, replaced by a kind of pity. He asked, "Are you cold? Did you walk in the snow for too long just now?"

As he said this, he unfolded his quilt, stretched out his arms and wrapped me around it, wrapping me like a cocoon.

He also put on my blanket and said with a smile, "I didn't feel it just now, but now that it's late at night, I feel the cold."

I whispered, "Because you stood in the snow for so long..."

He smiled and said, "It's okay, just take it easy. By the way, I'm going to be away for a few days starting tomorrow to discuss the details with the shipyard owner."

I looked at him and asked, "Sir, what about me? Can I go with you?"

He pondered for a moment and said, "It's safer for you to stay in the mansion. If I take you out, Yue Liang will be so petty and send people to cause trouble again. I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it. Besides, if he doesn't send people to cause trouble, he will send spies to investigate nearby. You can pretend to be Feng Long's concubine for a few days. When I'm done with this and have dealt with the spies, I'll come to pick you up and quietly leave the mansion."

I thought about it and it was true. In this emergency, it would be better for me to stay in the mansion and not be around him, which would distract him. So I nodded and said, "Then Lanxiang will stay in the mansion and wait for the young master to come."

Thinking that I would have to deal with Chen Rong Xin Yue again, and that I might have to finish telling her the whole story of The Legend of Zhen Huan in the next few days, I foresaw that I would be bored, and yawned.

He smiled and said softly, "You've been busy this late, you must be tired, right? Let's go to sleep now."

It's a rare opportunity for him and I to have such a leisurely chat. Although my eyelids are drooping, I don't want to sleep and I am lingering in this warm moment.

I tugged at a corner of his blanket and said, "Lanxiang wants to hear a bedtime story."

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You should know more stories than me, right? What stories do you want me to tell you? Most of the stories I know are about scholars or businessmen, which are much more boring than the stories you told."

I stretched, lay sideways on the couch, and said, "Let me tell you the story of our first meeting."

He also lay down, facing upwards, his nose like a mountain, casting a shadow on the side of his face.

"My father and mother were both there at that time, and I was still young. My mother was always pestered by me, either asking her to tell stories or to teach her how to play the piano. She was weak and couldn't stand my pestering, so she simply picked a few young servants and maids from the clan to accompany me. I remember that it was autumn, and there were maple trees planted in the yard at that time. The maple leaves were red, and there were three girls under them. One was Jingye, who sat properly, but her eyes were looking around. The other was the one called Lan Mei, who was looking at the maple leaves under the tree. You took a piece of osmanthus chestnut cake and ate it bite by bite with great concentration. I was almost in front of you at that time, but you still didn't notice. Only Jingye took the lead in bowing. You looked up at this time, and there was still a little crumbs on your lips. I felt at that time that the girl's eyes were like the grapes I had just eaten in the afternoon, big and round..."

Sleepiness gradually came over me as I listened to his clear voice, and I fell asleep without knowing when.

When I woke up, it was already bright. The first thing that caught my eye was Tu Shanjing's slightly opened lips, which looked very rosy and soft.

I used a lot of self-control not to move, for fear of waking him up. Because one of his arms was on my shoulder, and one of mine was around his waist, our blankets were tangled together, and I guess I kicked off the blanket because I was too hot last night, and then I got cold and automatically leaned over to find a heat source.

There was a knock on the door, and I wanted to get up, but I was afraid that the big movement would wake him up. While I was hesitating, the door was opened. Maybe I was distracted when I came back yesterday and forgot to lock it.

"Bang!", the sound of a copper basin falling to the ground.

I didn't want Tu Shanjing to be awakened, but he was awakened. He turned over and sat up, looking towards the door alertly.

At the door was Mori Ying, wearing a pink satin cross-collared blouse and a turquoise glass butterfly hair ornament. The hot water in the copper basin was all spilled over and steamed on the ground. The hem of her clothes was also splashed with hot water, becoming deep and shallow.

"Young Master, please forgive me! Senying didn't know..." She was so scared that she knelt on the spot, lowering her head to the dust, not caring at all whether her clean and tidy clothes would be soiled by the water and dust on the ground.

Tu Shanjing turned his head and glanced at the couch, then said, "Get up, and get another basin of water."

Mori Ying said "yes", climbed up, and walked out without daring to raise his head.

Tu Shanjing sat on the couch, eyes half open and half closed, as if he hadn't woken up yet. I also sat up, hugging the quilt, not knowing where to put my hands.

After a while, he stretched out his long legs, stepped into his slippers, and stood up.

"I got up late. Please help me comb my hair." He stood tall and straight like a tree and turned slightly to say to me.

"Okay." I quickly got up and followed him to the chair.

He sat down, his black hair spread out like a waterfall, only a little messy at the back of his head. I took the tortoise shell comb and combed it for him first, then went to get a red gold filigree flying corner hollow crown, with a transparent sapphire in the middle, and layers of hollow accumulation, the craftsmanship is very delicate.

I held up the crown and asked him, "Sir, we are going out to discuss matters today, so should we dress elegantly?"

He took a look at the crown, nodded, and said, "Okay."

I then recalled what I had learned while I tied up his hair, placed the gold crown in the center, and inserted a gold hairpin to secure it, then I breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked into the bronze mirror and said, "You are becoming more and more skilled."

I laughed and said, "Young Master is so famous in the wilderness. If word gets out that your personal maid can't tie her hair, it will be so embarrassing! I have to work hard and not embarrass you."

He smiled lightly and said, "You are quite a strong-willed person. By the way, I am wearing that aqua blue cloud satin dress today. Please bring it to me."

I took out the light blue gown with intricate patterns and fine embroidery for him, and then selected a white undershirt with gold-threaded curly grass patterns on the lapels based on the patterns, and put them on for him layer by layer.

Just as I was tying his dark blue belt and fastening it with the gold filigree buckle with twined branches pattern, there was another knock on the door.

I knew it was Sen Ying who came back, so I quickly handed the belt to Tu Shan Jing and asked him to hold it first, then ran to open the door.

Sen Ying walked in with a basin of hot water, nodded at me, and when she looked up, she saw Tu Shan Jing was almost dressed, and she looked at me with a little surprise.