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Dong Lingyan leaned back in his chair and smiled contemptuously.

Without saying a word, the answer was self-evident.

Jiang Qingyue took out a bag of tea from her sleeve pocket, unfolded it, and handed it to Dong Lingyan:

"I'll make a cup of tea for you, General. Take a look at this tea. Do you like it?"

Watching the tea is not the purpose, the important thing is to make Xue Feimu feel at ease.

Although he was a general, he offended many people after returning to Beijing. There were many people who wanted to harm him openly or secretly. No matter when, it was always right to be loyal to your backers.

From the first time she came back, she discovered that Dong Lingyan liked drinking tea very much.

The rooms, halls and pavilions are all equipped with small stoves for making tea.

This time when she went out, she deliberately brought some with her in case of emergency, and she didn't expect that they would really come in handy.

Dong Lingyan glanced at her, didn't take it, and waved his hand casually, indicating that she could cook.

Jiang Qingyue didn't have the courage, nor was there any need to do so.

"What kind of tea is this?"

Jiang Qingyue poured out the tea leaves and washed the tea bowl again.

The tea was boiling on the stove, and she lifted the kettle basket, steam rising.

The tea was poured onto the tea pet, and the water flowed down from one end of the tea pet. Jiang Qingyue's voice slowly rose:

"It's wild tea picked by farmers outside the city. It's not expensive, but it has a unique flavor. General, try it. If you like it, I'll bring some back next time."

"Oh, you still drink tea like this."

"I drink it occasionally, especially on rainy days. This kind of coarse tea makes people feel the simple beauty of working from sunrise to sunset."

She had thought of these words on purpose.

Xue Feimu was in a high position with great power, second only to the emperor and above everyone else. He had tasted all kinds of good tea and had received all kinds of good things from others. If she wanted to please him, she naturally had to find another way.

The value of something does not lie in its value, but in its scarcity to a certain person.

The sound of gurgling water slowly falls along the spout of the kettle and into the cup.

Outside the pavilion, it started to rain.

The pavilion is surrounded by an independent space. The delicate fragrance of tea is trapped in the pavilion by the rain, making the tea even more rich and fragrant.

Jiang Qingyue brought the tea over and placed it in front of Dong Lingyan.

Dong Lingyan picked up the teacup, smelled it, and took a sip.

"Yes, it does have a unique flavor."

He drank the whole cup in one gulp, put the cup down, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and dozed off.

He had drunk tea like this before.

I didn't expect to see such a scene today, so I had a drink.

He opened his eyes slightly. The sky was gray and raindrops were falling from the eaves of the pavilion.

There was a hint of chill in the breeze, but the fragrance of tea in it made people feel a little warm.

The woman sat on one side, her pink and white skirt blown by the wind. Her face was calm, and the skin on her neck and shoulders was as delicate as jade. She sat there like a beautiful woman in a painting.

He subconsciously reached out and held her hand.

Jiang Qingyue's heart tightened, and she looked up: "General."

She had a pure and clear smile on her face, her voice was soft but steady, and she tried her best not to make the atmosphere seem ambiguous.

Dong Lingyan looked at her, with emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

After watching for a long time, Jiang Qingyue felt uneasy.

After a long time, he let go of his hand.

"No money to spend?"

"what?……"

Jiang Qingyue was puzzled, but she calmly withdrew her hand and picked up the teapot to pour tea.

Dong Lingyan pushed the small box on the table over to him: "This is for you."

Jiang Qingyue then noticed the small box on the table. She looked at Dong Lingyan, not daring to show too much emotion, and he took it.

"Thank you, General."

Dong Lingyan looked at her and answered, with a slight smile on his face:

"Buy whatever you want in the future."

Jiang Qingyue opened the box and was shocked by the box full of banknotes.

"open to take a look."

She took a deep breath and took out the banknote, which also contained a house deed.

It said Linlang Pavilion on it, which was the store where Sun Xiaoxiao gave her jewelry today.

The Three Judicial Departments were indeed all-powerful and Dong Lingyan knew about this small matter in no time.

"like or not?"

"I like it. Thank you, General."

"Tell me what you want in the future, and come to me if you need anything."

Jiang Qingyue lowered her head, her eyes slightly red.

The moment Dong Lingyan stretched out his hand, he looked up at him.

Tears welled up in my eyes, one drop fell, and the next drop was about to fall, but it filled my eyelashes.

She was extremely beautiful, with a pair of almond-shaped eyes that were distinct in black and white, as clear as a brook, and so moist that just one glance at them could make one's heart melt.

When a beauty sheds tears, even gods and Buddhas cannot stop her.

Tempered steel becomes as soft as silk.

"Okay, why are you crying!"

Dong Lingyan frowned slightly, but took a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

When his hand moved closer, the tear in her eye socket finally rolled down like a pearl, sliding across his fingertips, making his fingertips hot.

"Don't cry. If outsiders knew about this, they would think I bullied you."

His tone softened and he wiped her tears bit by bit.

Jiang Qingyue let him do what he wanted, looking at him with eyes full of admiration and gratitude.

"No one has ever been so kind to Qingyue."

She hesitated to speak, and finally she could only say one sentence:

"Thank you, General."

At this moment, the perfect sob and the wet eyes completely aroused his desire to protect the fragile beauty in front of him.

"Come to me if you have any problem."

Jiang Qingyue looked at him, moved to tears, then stopped and suppressed her emotions:

"it is good."

She didn't say yes, nor did she say thank you, but instead said words that only someone with a closer relationship would say.

When she turned around, she looked up at Dong Lingyan, and seeing that he didn't seem disgusted, she put her heart at ease.

She raised her hand to pour him tea and became gentle again.

But the gratitude in his eyes never faded.

The aroma of tea fills the air.

Dong Lingyan looked at her well-behaved appearance, took the tea she handed over, and tucked her hair behind her ears gently.

Jiang Qingyue lowered her head slightly, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

The next moment, Dong Lingyan withdrew his hand, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes:

"Can you recite the Three Character Classic?"

"meeting."

"Read it to me."

"When a person is born, his nature is good. Natures are close, but habits make them different. If there is no teaching, nature will change. The way to teach is to be specialized..."

Jiang Qingyue was making tea, keeping her eyes lowered very prudently, reciting the Three Character Classic in a soft and pleasant voice.

It was raining heavily outside. Tea was brewing on the small stove on the table. The tea leaves were tumbling and the whole pavilion was filled with fragrance.

At this time, in the reception room in front, Xue Feimu was sitting upright on a chair at the bottom, not daring to move.

Even drinking tea is done with caution.

He looked around quietly, keeping an eye on what was happening outside.

I don’t know when the general will arrive, and I’m afraid he’ll be seen behaving disrespectfully.

He just came in with the butler, who said that the general had gone out and didn't know when he would be back, so he asked him to wait a moment.

He naturally agreed, but he waited for an hour.

During this time, except for the servant coming to add more tea, he never saw anyone else.

Originally, he could not help but want to ask the servants, but he was afraid of upsetting the master, so he held back and tried his best to suppress the anxiety in his heart.

At this time, it was raining heavily outside.

His heart sank due to nervousness. He felt that things today might not go smoothly, but there was nothing he could do except wait.

He let out a long sigh and looked outside. Thinking of Jiang Qingyue's reluctant look when they just parted, he felt a little relieved.

I don't know how she is doing over there. Is she also sitting in some teahouse, drinking tea and waiting boredly?

A picture unconsciously appeared in Xue Feimu's mind:

In a teahouse, Jiang Qingyue sat by the window, the aroma of tea wafting in the air. Looking in from the window, one could see her lotus-root-pink clothes and the delicate hairpins on her bun. Her stunningly beautiful face was smiling...

Recalling the stunning moment when he just got off the carriage, he was shocked like an earth-shaking earthquake.

She was completely different from the Jiang Qingyue he knew before.

He had a feeling that Jiang Qingyue's pearl was covered with dust, but now, the dust on the pearl was brushed away, revealing its original sparkling light.

"Gurgle, gurgle." His stomach growled twice at inopportune times.

He was startled and looked around awkwardly, luckily no one saw it.

Pick up the teacup and drink the tea in one gulp.

He did not eat anything at the morning court today. When he returned home after the court session, he was thinking about his official duties and had no idea what to eat. It was already noon and he was really hungry.

"Gurgle, gurgle." His stomach growled a few more times, and Xue Feimu became a little anxious.

The rain outside has been falling, and it feels empty and panicky.

But I can only wait patiently.

Time passes by inch by inch and it is very unbearable.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when his stomach was growling again and again and he felt almost fainting from hunger, the housekeeper came.

"I am so sorry, my master is stuck and can't leave. If you have anything to say, please tell me and I will tell you."

Hearing this, Xue Feimu was about to cry.

I was unwilling to wait any longer, but I had waited too long and was so hungry that I had to give up.

After a long sigh, he finally said it.

"It's my fault for coming so suddenly. I'm sorry for disturbing you. I'll visit you another day."

"Please, your ladyship is already waiting outside the mansion."

"Ah? ...Oh, okay, thank you."

Xue Feimu frowned in confusion and walked outside, feeling that something was wrong.

Even if they wanted to leave, he should be the one to go out first, or meet up at the place where they just separated. Why is he already waiting outside?

Did you tell Jiang Qingyue first?

That's not right. She should have told me first. What if I want to wait longer and she's already gone out...

If something like this had happened before, his first reaction would have been to blame Jiang Qingyue for acting on her own, but now he was first doubting himself.

The rain stopped.

In the bridge pavilion behind the flower hall of the General's Mansion.

Dong Lingyan sat alone, with bubbles gurgling from the small stove next to him.

A young man in blue brocade clothes came from not far away.

He walked and patted the mud off himself:

"Ah Yan, you need to ask someone to clean the wall of your general's mansion. Look, I just lay there for a while and I'm covered in mud."

Dong Lingyan ignored him and leaned back on the recliner.

Jing Huai didn't care and walked over quickly:

"Although my clothes got dirty from squatting, I can see it clearly this time. Wow, it's so beautiful, it's a unique scenery in this world."

As he spoke, Jing Huai had already walked into the pavilion. He gestured as he spoke, making a big sweep of his arm from top to bottom.

Then he sat down casually opposite Dong Lingyan.

“This most beautiful woman in the capital really lives up to her reputation.

"Are you saying that Xue Feimu is blind? The Chu family is totally incomparable to the wife of the prince. Blind, definitely blind, but it is also reasonable that the people in the Marquis' Mansion are not smart enough for Xue Feimu to be blind.

"But... to be honest, the voice of this prince's wife does sound somewhat similar."

Jing Huai looked at Dong Lingyan with a teasing look on his face:

“You don’t like that one anymore, do you?

"No way, no way, it's been so long. Besides, our wife is no worse than that one."

Dong Lingyan didn't even raise his eyebrows:

"You also know that that is the Crown Prince's wife."

Jing Huai: "What's wrong with the Crown Prince's wife? She is beautiful, intelligent, and has feelings for you."

"She is a married woman."

Jing Huai jumped up: "You said that, as if that woman is not a married woman."

Dong Lingyan looked at him fiercely, startling Jing Huai, and muttered:

"I didn't say anything wrong. Why are you glaring at me? It's not me who asked her to marry."

"She was forced into a corner."

"Hmph, that's not necessarily true. If you ask me, the Crown Prince's wife is the one who is forced into a desperate situation. She is much more pitiful. Unlike some people, who only know how to use you, some people are willing to be used even though they know they are being used. Do you know that this is called being a slut..."

Dong Lingyan didn't hear a word of the following words. He only heard that the Crown Prince's wife was much more pitiful. He thought of Jiang Qingyue's crying face just now and said: No one has ever been so good to Qingyue.

"Anyway, in my opinion, the Crown Prince's wife is good, beautiful and kind. No, she is no longer the Crown Prince's wife. In my opinion, she is the elder sister of the Jiang family.

"Look, since you like her anyway, why not just snatch her away and keep her in your golden house. Maybe you don't even need to snatch her away. As long as you show your intention, Xue Feimu will definitely hand her over to the general's mansion.

"Don't even think about that one. There's no chance for you two. I don't know why you like that. Really, there's nothing wrong with your eyesight. You can see clearly when you look at Jiang's sister, but why can't you see clearly when you look at some other people?"

"You talk a lot today."

"Humph, I don't talk much every day, it's just because I feel sorry for some people who don't want me to talk.

"I'm telling you, you have to protect this sister from the Jiang family. I think Xue Feimu might have been kicked in the head by a donkey today. She seems to have some dirty thoughts..."

Dong Lingyan frowned and waved his hand, and a secret guard flew down from the eaves:

"Go break Xue Feimu's legs."

"Yes." The secret guard flew away in a flash.

Jing Huai looked like he was enjoying a good show: "You know how to protect her, not bad, not bad, she's not seriously ill yet. But with a broken leg she can only lie in bed for a month at most, marry her and solve the problem once and for all."

"I'm not interested in married women."

"Humph, you sound serious. You'd better keep your word."

Jing Huai rested his hands on the table, saw the tea on the table, opened the teapot and looked at it, then raised his head and asked:

"You drink this tea?"

Seeing Dong Lingyan was silent, Jing Huai thought of something and looked gossipy:

"My sister from the Jiang family brought it.

"Oh, my sister Jiang is really kind-hearted. When we escaped from the capital, this cup of tea saved your life. Let's recall the good times and the bad times..."

"If you have free time, go to Jiangnan and see what Ji Yunzhi is doing."

Jing Huai stood up suddenly and said: "I'm not going. If you want to go, go by yourself. No normal person would want to deal with him.

"You go, but don't treat him as the prime minister of the dynasty. Just treat him as my sister Jiang's brother-in-law. Who knows, you two may become brothers-in-law in the future. It would be great if you could keep in touch now."

Jing Huai walked while talking, fearing that Dong Lingyan would catch him and throw him to Jiangnan.

By the time he finished speaking, he had already walked out of the pavilion and disappeared in a flash.