I glared at her fiercely: "Drink medicine, drink medicine, drink medicine every day, miss, I have become a medicine pool!"
Feng'er was so frightened that his hands shook, and a drop of concoction slowly spread on the ebony tray, like a drop of black ink melted in clear water.
Qingqing gave her a reassuring smile: "Please step back first."
After downing a whole bowl of dark concoction, Qingqing couldn't resist me and finally followed me out the door.
[The lady is coming]
The library pavilion in my Ye family was built by my great-grandfather. Its original name is "Qionghai Pavilion", which means the collection of books is "as precious as Qiongju and as vast as the sea".
When I was young, I couldn't remember such a complicated name, so I simply called it "Zangshuge". Over time, everyone in the Ye family started calling it too.
My great-great-grandfather admired the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties and loved arty elegance, so he planted a piece of Xiangfei bamboo in the backyard, and the library was built deep in the bamboo forest.
In the lingering night rain, the dense bamboo forest is deep and dark, like a bottomless underworld. When the cool breeze blows, the bamboo leaves rustle like the ghostly whispers.
Qingqing held my left hand tightly, "Miss... Qingqing... Qingqing..."
I laughed: "Qingqing, you are also afraid, hehe..."
In the dim light of the lantern, Qingqing seemed to be blushing, "Miss..."
I added fuel to the fire and pretended to be angry: "Where is the vigor in your bickering with Wang Xiaoer? You useless girl!"
Qingqing lowered her head and defended in a low voice: "But, miss, look at this bamboo forest, Qingqing is really scared!"
I gave her a sharp look and said, "Oh, it's really useless! I'll go get "The West Chamber", and you can watch it here!"
Qingqing stamped her feet anxiously, "Miss, if the prince finds out, he will break Qingqing's legs!"
I brushed her hand away as hard as I could, hating how iron can never become steel, "Hey, with the lady supporting me, what are you so afraid of?"
Immediately, her pretty little face turned red.
I ignored her, grabbed the lantern, held an oil-paper umbrella, and walked quickly onto the winding bamboo path.
[The lady is coming]
This bamboo forest looks very elegant during the day, but at night, a dark wind blows, making it very cold.
There seemed to be cold water droplets gurgling down my forehead. I reached out and wiped it. Hey, it was strange. The wind in the bamboo forest was cold and cold, so why were there still dense beads of sweat on my forehead?
Hee, maybe the autumn rain was flying sideways and it wet my forehead even though I couldn’t tell!
I can’t care about that much anymore, “The Romance of the West Chamber” is what matters!
I tightened my cloak and quickened my pace.
In the deepest part of the bamboo forest, a small green building is hidden behind layers of green leaves. On the black background and silver-edged plaque, the large characters "Qionghai Book Collection" written by the four great grandfathers glow with a simple luster.
Quite aloof and independent.
I wiped my forehead again, and with a "squeak" sound, I pushed open the heavy carved door of the library.
My Ye family's library contains only some rare ancient books. "The Romance of the West Chamber" is just a playbook that is popular in the market. It is not a rare thing, so my eldest brother will not specially collect it.
"Yes!" After searching two rows of bookshelves, I finally saw the gaudy cover of "The West Chamber".
I was so happy that I hugged a treasure and ran out of the library.
The cool autumn wind suddenly passed by the ground, and a chill rose straight from the soles of the feet to the top of the head. It was as if what was flowing in the body was not warm blood, but the cold autumn rain. Suddenly, there was a "blurred" sound in the head, and there was a feeling of coldness all over the body.
His strength was drained.
"If I had known, I would have dragged Qingqing here, and now I can help me..." I thought vaguely, and my body fell involuntarily into the misty autumn rain.
