Lan Qiao was very drunk that night, drunker than ever before, as if he was actively trying to escape from everything that was happening in front of him.

He only remembered chatting with the three girls and asking them to drink. He didn't know how many drinks he drank. He climbed into the small bed outside in a hazy state, and in a not-so-soft tone, he drove the three girls to sleep on the big bed inside.

, and then fell into a deep drunken dream, no longer aware of what was going on outside.

In a dream full of sunshine, he woke up from a floating boat, rubbed his hazy eyes and looked at the bright world around him.

Bai Xueyin, dressed as a fisherman's girl, tied her hair with a headband, rolled up her trouser legs and propped up her long pole. She smiled at Lan Qiao, who had just woken up, and rowed the boat to a small pier by the river.

The pier is very small and dilapidated, vaguely resembling the Dongling Ferry outside Jingzhou City. When you get to the blue bridge, you can see a field of blooming flowers in the distance. In the flower field, there are red, pink, yellow and white flowers of all kinds.

They are blooming in a variety of colors.

Feng Yeling was squatting in the flower field, with only half of her head exposed, and was concentrating on smelling the fragrance of a big yellow flower. When she saw Lan Qiao approaching, she turned around and smiled, reached out and picked up a small white flower at her feet and stuffed it into

Lan Qiao held it in his hand and said softly, "Here, this is for you."

Lan Qiao looked at her tenderly, gently took the little flower, and pinned it on Feng Yeling's head. Feng Yeling happily stood on tiptoes and circled, the fluttering skirt was like the largest and most beautiful skirt, and even more

Better than the garden full of spring scenery.

A clear sound of the piano came. Lan Qiao walked towards the sound and saw Li Jingshu playing the piano in the thatched cottage. Li Jingshu was wearing a blue silk skirt, just like when they first met. She raised her head and looked at Lan Qiao Wan

As you smiled, the music of the piano continued and you whispered, "Master, please come closer."

Lan Qiao followed her words and sat down next to her. The breeze picked up her hair and tickled Lan Qiao's face. At the same time, the fragrance of her jade body also spread over him, making him feel like holding her in his arms.

The impulse inside.

"Sir," Li Jingshu called softly, stretched out her hand to touch Lan Qiao's cheek, and asked in a whisper, "Do you like me?"

Lan Qiao was suddenly startled and opened his eyes suddenly. The room was still dark, with only the moonlight outside the window falling like water, shining on the small bed where he was lying, and also on Li Jingshu's silky hair.

Li Jingshu was still wearing her apricot nightgown, sitting quietly by Lan Qiao's bed, as if she had watched him sleep and never left.

Under the moonlight, her big eyes stared at Lan Qiao without blinking, her eyes seemed to contain the mist of the Dongting Palace thousands of miles away. The breeze blew, and her hair swept across Lan Qiao's cheek from time to time, tickling her.

Just like the dream just now.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Lan Qiao rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes, as if he wanted to see Li Jingshu clearly, and also seemed to want to distinguish clearly whether he was dreaming or awake at this moment.

"Sister Feng and Bai Nuxia are both fast asleep." Li Jingshu blew her breath like orchid and still said as if she was dreaming, "I have a problem that I haven't figured out yet, so I can't sleep."

"You ask." Lan Qiao listened to the even and long breathing of Feng Bai and Feng Bai in the room, sighed softly as if resigned to his fate, half sat up holding the quilt and said, "But you'd better keep your voice down so as not to wake Ling.

Children and them."

Li Jingshu glanced at Lan Qiao slyly and said, "Do you not want to wake Xiao Ye up, or are you afraid that she will know about us?"

"What's the matter with us?" Lan Qiao was a little dissatisfied with Li Jingshu's wording, and said hard-heartedly, "After all these years, if you hadn't suddenly appeared on the foggy mountain, I would have forgotten about you."

"Really?" Li Jingshu smiled self-deprecatingly, "If I remember correctly, that sachet that you regard as a treasure should be mine."

Lan Qiao knew he couldn't hide it from her, so he said calmly, "So what?"

"Do you still remember what Xiao Ye said?" Li Jingshu shook her head when she said this. Instead of continuing, she changed the topic and said with some sadness, "I didn't expect that after so many years of not seeing you, when I saw you again, you were already engaged to someone else.

She is the most beautiful woman in the world, and she is also my closest best friend since I was a child."

Lan Qiao explained, "Ling'er and I are childhood relatives, but even I only found out about these things half a year ago."

Li Jingshu asked, "Do you like her?"

"Yeah." Lan Qiao muttered, "Of course."

Li Jingshu also softly said "Yeah", paused and said, "She is very lucky."

Lan Qiao nodded and said, "I'm very lucky too."

Li Jingshu asked casually, "Before you met Xiaoye, did you like other girls?" She seemed to be afraid that Lan Qiao would get the wrong idea, so she specifically added, "For example, Bai Nuxia"

Lan Qiao said without thinking, "Of course I have admired other girls, but not Xueyin. To Xueyin, I always regard her as my closest comrade-in-arms."

"Then" Li Jingshu rolled her eyes and chuckled, "I would like to ask the young master, apart from Xiaoye, whose girl is lucky enough to be favored by the young master."

Lan Qiao knew what she meant, and smiled awkwardly and said, "You are asking questions knowingly." He took out the sachet and said, "I told Ling'er as early as when we were in Qingzhou that I was interested in the owner of this sachet.

, of course this person is you."

"You" Although Li Jingshu deliberately lured Lan Qiao to say this, but hearing him say it so straightforwardly, she still couldn't help but tremble slightly, and two beautiful red clouds floated on her jade cheeks.

Lan Qiao raised his head and looked directly at Li Jingshu's already somewhat panicked eyes, as if he was caught up in reminiscing, and seemed to want to look into her familiar yet unfamiliar eyes. He slowly and sincerely said, "Back then, in Uncle Xu's Medicine House, it was...

You made me realize for the first time that girls can be as beautiful as you."

Li Jingshu said in a trembling voice, "Young Master is over-reputed, and my family can't afford it." She lowered her head, and after a long while she chanted leisurely, "I will hang the pot to help all the people, and I will help all the poor households."

Lan Qiao continued softly, "Bend down and taste the herbs, savoring all kinds of sweet and bitter tastes."

Both of them were talking about the couplets written in Xu Qiuyu's thatched cottage, but Li Jingshu was talking about the second couplet written by Lan Qiao, while Lan Qiao was talking about the first couplet written by Li Jingshu.

"Do you remember?" Li Jingshu asked.

"Of course." Lan Qiao replied, "Your sachet was dropped at that time. Uncle Xu asked me to pick it up and return it to you, but I delayed it for eight years."

Li Jingshu asked curiously, "Why didn't you give it back to me?"

Lan Qiao said frankly, "Because I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that after I return the sachet to you, when I recover from my injury and leave Jiangpu, there will be nothing in the world that can remind me of you."

"fool."

After she finished saying this, the two of them fell into silence again. I don’t know how long it took, but Li Jingshu took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to whisper, "Now that the young master sees me today, will he still treat me?"

Yes." She bit her lower lip and said nothing more. Her eyes staring at Lanqiao were brighter than the moonlight.

Lan Qiao avoided her gaze and remained silent.

Silence is actually a kind of answer.

Li Jingshu bit her lower lip again and said in a softer voice than before, "Young Master saved me twice in Wumeng Mountain and Leng Yuexuan. I can never repay this kindness. So, if you don't dislike me, I think..."

"What do you want?" Lan Qiao suddenly became more vigilant and looked at her.
Chapter completed!