I don’t know what happened, but Manmei was really awake all night.
She couldn't remember how much time had passed or what happened during it.
At the end, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep regardless, until I woke up from hunger.
She gently opened the bed curtains and found that it was pitch black outside the window, the room was lit, and Zhuxiang was doing a rouge under the lamp.
Realizing that she was awake, Zhuxiang dropped the nühong in her hand and walked over quickly, helped her roll up the bed curtains, and asked softly, "Miss, would you like some water?"
Nodding gracefully, Zhuxiang lifted her up and half-reclined on the bed, with a thick and soft brocade cotton cushion placed behind her. He brought her warm water, sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly fed her with a spoon.
When I got up, I realized that I really couldn't sit up alone. My whole body seemed to be falling apart. I was so sore and numb that I couldn't exert any strength at all, so I could only let Zhuxiang take care of me.
After feeding her a few spoons of water, Zhuxiang brought a bowl of porridge, "Miss, please have some porridge."
As soon as the spoon was stirred, Manmei felt that the porridge was fragrant, and her stomach growled even more hungry. Zhuxiang saw it and scooped a full spoon to feed her. When she ate it, she felt the aroma of meat filling her mouth, and the temperature was just right.
It's hot but doesn't burn your mouth. The porridge slides down your throat and is very delicious.
Manmiao was fed by Zhuxiang and ate two full bowls of porridge. Only then did she feel her stomach was full, and she continued to lie down and rest with satisfaction.
Zhuxiang saw that she was really uncomfortable and couldn't sleep well, so she whispered to her, "Miss, I know some medical skills, please give the lady a massage to relieve her fatigue."
She lay on the bed, and Zhuxiang was indeed a very capable maid, massaging her with moderate strength. She breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes. It felt good, and she could think about things quietly.
She was thinking about how credible Lan Ting's words were.
Are you just going to stay in the Blue Country just for Lan Ting?
Manmei didn't know, she never thought that she would actually have a relationship with Lan Ting. She didn't dare to think that a playboy like Lan Ting would be willing to give up the entire garden for her, a flower.
But Lan Ting's words touched the depths of her heart. Her heart longed for a home, for someone to shelter her from the wind and rain, and for someone to have a broad shoulder to rely on.
She didn't know whether she should trust Lan Ting.
She didn't know how long it took, but she felt that the person massaging her was no longer Zhuxiang, but a man's hand. The hands were very wide, with protruding knuckles and thin calluses. These were Lan Ting's hands.
She didn't even raise her head, "Why are you back?"
Lan Ting motioned to Zhuxiang to continue massaging her. He waited at the table, took a sip of tea, and said casually, "This is my home. I'm done with my work. Where can I go if I don't go home?"
The words made Miao Miao feel warm in her heart, and she fell asleep with peace of mind. As expected, Lan Ting did not make any move towards her, as he promised. Seeing that she was sleeping deeply, he left to handle official duties.
In the morning, she rarely got up early.
Zhuxiang's massage was very effective. She felt much better when she woke up in the morning.
Although Lan Ting lives a ridiculous life, he never delays getting up early every day to practice martial arts. This is the same as Jiang Shang. It seems that these people with strong martial arts skills did not acquire their advanced martial arts for free.
When he came in to change clothes, he found that she was up. Lan Ting was very surprised and asked while rushing into the water, "Are you feeling better? Why don't you take a rest?"
Manmei gave him an annoyed look and slapped the white jade comb inlaid with rubies on the dressing table, "I'm hungry, get up and eat."
Lan Ting knew that she was angry at him, so he turned around and changed his clothes, "Let's have breakfast together, I haven't eaten either."
Manmei ignored him and walked to the dining room to eat. Lan Ting followed her with a smile and sat next to her, "I went to ask today. Your father and Mr. Jiang have both returned to their countries."
When he mentioned this, he gradually became angry and said with a sneer, "You were the one who forced me to leave with a knife?"
Lan Ting immediately called out to Qu, "I saw that they had to spend the Chinese New Year in a foreign country and could not live a bleak and desolate New Year, so I asked them to hurry back to China to celebrate the New Year."
"Then when can I go home for the New Year?" Manmiao asked him with raised eyebrows.
Lan Ting gave her her favorite lotus root sandwich, "Isn't this your home? You spend the New Year at home all the time."
After hearing this, Manmei didn't answer and ate in silence. Lan Ting saw that she was silent, so he also ate in silence. The meal was extremely silent, with no other sounds except the clatter of bowls and chopsticks.
After dinner, Uncle Shun came to greet the two masters and took out a thick account book to show Manmiao.
Before Manmiao could say anything, Lan Ting held her hand and looked at her with hope, "I've been working hard on you recently. I'll take you out to have some fun during the Chinese New Year."
Those heavy account books seemed a bit heavier to her.
By taking over these account books, he promised Lan Ting to stay.
Uncle Shun didn't know what happened between the two of them. The composure he had acquired over the decades allowed him to still respectfully hold the thick account book and bend down to hand it to Manmei with both hands.
Looking at Uncle Shun's gray hair, Manmei lowered her head to see Lan Ting holding her hand. She felt that the back of her hand was wet. Lan Ting was sweating?
Looking up at Lan Ting, I found that he was trying his best to pretend to be relaxed and nonchalant, but the tension in his eyes betrayed his true emotions.
Manmei saw that he was obviously tensing up, but he still pretended to be indifferent. When his heart got angry, he took a gamble!
He reached out and took the account book from Uncle Shun's hand, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Shun. Let me take a look first."
Uncle Shun didn't know why, but he found that His Highness, who was not afraid of the sky falling from childhood, looked relieved. He knew that His Highness had achieved his wish, and his mood became better. He bowed and said, "I'll retire, old slave.
Please tell me if you have anything else."
Lan Ting's face turned into a smile when he saw her taking the account books. He diligently helped her move the account books to the desk, "You take your time and take your time. Don't be in a hurry. If you have anything to do, just talk to Uncle Shun."
