Chapter 320 Li Guo'er: Don't even think about this princess wearing it! (Mid-Autumn Festival
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A bright moon hangs high.
Silver light poured freely on a boudoir in Xunyang City.
In front of a half-closed window on the third floor, a young girl stayed for a long time.
This red marriage lottery was obtained by Xie's sister when she went to Donglin Temple to participate in the marriage temple fair.
It has been kept on the shelf for a long time, but today it is finally clearing up the clouds and giving a wake-up call.
Li Bao'er held the paper in one hand, covered her hot face with the other, and took a deep breath.
"Fake signature, definitely fake signature."
In an instant, she nodded very vigorously, clenched the bamboo stick and paper with her little hands, hurriedly crumpled it into a crumpled ball, and quickly threw it into a wastebasket next to her.
The little girl with plum blossom make-up had a blushing look on her face, and she wandered around in front of the window. She couldn't help but glance at the half-closed window, which looked "bright as the moon" in the sky.
"Absurd, absolutely ridiculous..."
Li Bao'er hurriedly closed the window to block out the bright moon, as if it wouldn't be there if he didn't look at it.
She ran to restore the tome to its place on the bookshelf, and returned to the bed in the back room with a slightly flustered step, leaving only a thin and angry murmur:
"This monk from Donglin Temple doesn't worship the Buddha properly. He cleans up all these things and deceives the ignorant girl's money all day long. Hehe, he can't even think of defrauding this princess..."
After a while, from the outside, the candlelight in the boudoir of the young princess of the Xunyang Palace went out.
The dark silence of late night is restored again.
There were only some tiny rustling sounds coming from time to time.
It seemed like her delicate body was turning over, causing the sound of friction on the quilt.
Outside the window, there is a lonely moon, quietly...
The moon sets and the sun rises, and the sky breaks into dawn.
The next morning, Cai Shou and a group of maids carried toiletries up the stairs and entered the boudoir.
Cai Shou quietly yawned, feeling a little sleepy.
"Have you woken up so early, Miss? Well, I have to wash up and dress up. Miss made an appointment in the morning and will go with my wife to worship Buddha and burn incense outside the city."
"Um."
A slightly weak female nasal voice came from the back room.
Rubbing the bleary-eyed Cai Shou, I vaguely felt that something was wrong with the way my young lady got up today.
Could it be that she came to Guishui, but she remembered that these days of the month were not the same, and she hadn't even started preparing the brown sugar ginger tea.
Without waiting for more questions, the little maid with a steamy face passed by the window and suddenly saw a paper basket falling to the ground, and the shredded paper and miscellaneous items inside were dumped all over the floor.
Without thinking much, Cai Shou squatted down, put her hands together, and scooped the shredded paper back into the wastebasket.
At this time, Li Bao'er got up, put on a wrinkled moon-white nightgown, and walked out of the back room.
Li Bao'er passed by the colorful ribbon and the fallen wastebasket without squinting or looking at the wastebasket.
Her pretty face with slightly dark circles under her eyes was tense, as if she was tired of getting up. She walked out of the room and went to the outhouse to dress up.
Behind the angry little princess, the little maid with a steamy face was neatly sorting the wastebasket that had fallen to the ground.
Not a trace of some crumpled red paper was visible.
A certain little princess coldly criticized the "fake lottery" that didn't work last night, and she didn't know where to go.
About an hour later.
Li Guo'er finished dressing up and wore a light green waist-length skirt, cool and elegant.
It's just that the pretty face in the bronze mirror, which is usually light makeup that is close to no makeup, is deliberately thicker, especially on the bags under the eyes.
After a while, she took the colorful ribbon and waited for the maids to go out.
The group of people walked out of the boudoir and happened to pass by three new umbrellas leaning in front of the door.
Cai Shou and other maids couldn't help but look sideways.
"Don't move."
Li Bao'er, who was walking in the front, suddenly spoke without looking back.
"Yes, miss."
Cai Shou and the other maids hurriedly nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
They waited quietly for a while. The young lady did not explain, but no one dared to ask any more questions.
The beautiful figure in the long skirt in front of her walked faster, as if running away.
…
Ouyang Rong recently went to Xunyang Prince's Mansion late at night more frequently.
Mainly during the day, various parties come to give gifts and interact with Li Xian.
Ouyang Rong was afraid that he would say something wrong, so he needed to personally check and consult with his advisers.
By the way, let’s analyze the attitudes and actions of various forces towards the Xunyang Palace.
In addition, Ouyang Rong was a little worried about Yue Ziang, whom he had met a few days ago.
This person's character and opinions are too strong and extreme.
In the past, he might have laughed it off.
But now is a critical moment, and we must not let a retainer like Yue Ziang affect Li Xian and Li Dalang.
It took everyone away from the originally planned situation of waiting and waiting before entering the city, and remained on the same track.
It's no wonder that Ouyang Rong was so vigilant, mainly because he knew Li Xian and his son too well.
They both have soft ears and tend to listen to their cronies.
Especially Li Xian, Da Lang is a little better and has some opinions of his own, while Uncle Li is really "soft and weak".
Only by close trust, close trust, and close trust often can you trust someone.
Ouyang Rong had no choice but to come often to maintain his core position as the so-called "old member of the Su family".
That's right, at the moment, Ouyang Rong, Mr. Yuan, housekeeper Shun Bo and other old friends share the same sorrow in Longcheng County.
Now, in the Xunyang Prince's Mansion, where scholars from all over the world have taken refuge and are rapidly expanding, he is secretly called "the old man of the Su Mansion" by his later retainers and staff.
Most importantly, he gained the close trust of King Lixian of Xunyang and Prince Li Fusu.
Due to physical reasons and being not good at strategy, Mr. Yuan only taught Su Dalang how to read in Juxian Garden every day and did not get involved in the planning of major events.
Moreover, because of "Shi Shuo", Mr. Yuan's attitude towards Ouyang Rong was quite complicated. Even if he had different views, he would avoid it tacitly and try his best not to have any disputes.
As for the housekeeper Shun Bo, he was an eunuch who left the palace and lived in exile with Li Xian. He was loyal but also honest.
At the moment, Prince Xunyang's family has not yet entered the Ziwei Palace in Luoyang, the capital of the gods. The eunuch and the counselor Ouyang Rong are obviously not in the same league.
Uncle Shun sometimes even took the initiative to serve Ouyang Rong tea as a gentleman.
Therefore, Ouyang Rong is the most core confidant among this small group of "old people from the Su family", and no one can shake him for the time being.
At present, the staff and disciples who are coming from all over and entering the Xunyang Prince's Mansion are vaguely aware of the existence of such a core counselor, who seems to be called "Tan Lang", and Li Xian and his son obey his words.
Naturally, the new staff and disciples would be extremely envious of this kind of status, but they couldn't force it.
And although they missed the opportunity to become "old members of Su Mansion", who can say for sure that they will not be able to become "old members of Prince Xunyang Mansion" in the future?
If you win the bet, great things will come true and the dragon will be supported smoothly.
They are all close relatives of Qiandi.
Although it now seems that the risk is still quite high, it still attracted many scholars from Jiangnan states to invest.
He opened his tail like a peacock, showing off his talents and ambitions to become the second "Tan Lang".
However, not many of them know the specific identity of "Tan Lang", so this matter is only considered semi-public.
Anyway, as the governor of Jiangzhou, Ouyang Rong would never admit this "catching on rumors" in front of others.
Although the Wei family, Wang Lengran and the Prime Minister's Palace and other forces or individuals all have a rough idea of who "Tan Lang" is.
After all, some of the matters discovered by Dragon City back then cannot be hidden even if you insist on asking about them.
In addition, because of Yue Zi'ang's incident, Ouyang Rong began to feel a little uneasy about Li Guo'er, fearing that she would randomly introduce miscellaneous people to his father and brother.
Because the recent emperors of the Li clan have turned a deaf ear to this idea.
In addition to these, of course, I often go to Xunyang Prince's Mansion recently, and I have some selfish motives.
Prepare a little surprise for my little junior sister.
Ouyang Rong sighed in embarrassment. After all, it was not his way, so he didn't want to delay his business.
night.
In the ice-drinking room, in front of the study table.
Ouyang Rong finished reading the letter and smiled.
Fold this letter from junior sister.
It was the junior sister who was telling him that she missed him, and also mentioned that she would be back soon.
Ouyang Rong estimated the distance from when she passed Yangzhou and sent this letter to now.
We will arrive in Xunyang City roughly tonight.
Not tonight, and at most no later than noon tomorrow.
Ouyang Rong couldn't sit still.
"Tanlang..."
The white-haired little maid suddenly walked into the study,
Ouyang Rong was startled. He looked up and found that Ye Weilai seemed to have just finished taking a bath. She was only wearing a loose nightgown and held a candle in her hand.
She was looking at him eagerly now.
"It's so late, isn't Tanlang still asleep?"
She bit her lower lip with two silver teeth, and her gray-blue eyes were a little stringy.
Ouyang Rong naturally understood instantly and said in a helpless tone:
"Didn't I go to bed early with you a few days ago? Why are you here again?"
Ye Weilai lowered his head, stood on tiptoes, and poked the floor: "It's been three whole days."
Ouyang Rong frowned: "Is three days long?"
"Long..." She squinted at Ouyang Rong, and her waxy voice lengthened a certain word: "Long, Tanlang~"
Ouyang Rong: "..."
Don't know how to answer.
Mainly because tonight, he planned to go to Prince Xunyang's Mansion in advance to wait for his junior sister to take care of her.
Ouyang Rong shook his head.
"You go to sleep first, I have something else to do." He lowered his eyes and said calmly.
Ye Weilai looked at her master who was sitting motionless, then bit her lip, reached down with her little hand, and grabbed the edge of the skirt.
"Tan Lang..." she called suddenly.
Ouyang Rong frowned and looked up.
In front of the door, he saw a little beauty with white hair and waist-length hair, holding a lamp in one hand, slowly lifting the hem of her skirt in front of him. The whole nightgown was lifted all the way to her swan-like pink neck.
Between the ankles and the neck, everything is exposed.
Someone opened his eyes slightly: "What are you doing?"
The little girl is not a vacuum.
But what made Ouyang Rong even more speechless... Under the skirt, on his small body, he was wearing a set of blue and pink bellybands and trousers that he was very familiar with.
Junior sister Xie Lingjiang’s tricks.
Ouyang Rong held his head against his head and said, "Take it off quickly. Why don't you let me wash it and dry it? How can I wear it randomly?"
Ye Weilai whispered quietly: "I see that Tan Lang often... seems to like this outfit very much. Doesn't the slave look too small and shriveled when wearing it? Master doesn't like it?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head seriously:
"No, this set of clothes actually belongs to Huanwen. She asked me to dry them and prepare to return them. No kidding, I have to return them to her. I am a grown man and I have been holding on to my daughter's private clothes. What's going on...
…it’s time to return it.
"Take it off quickly, tidy it up, and put it on the cabinet. Don't move it around."
"Ah, so that's it." Ye Weilai stuck out her pink tongue with a very embarrassed face:
"Okay, Tanlang."
She put down her skirt, walked forward, tiptoed and pecked his face, then turned around and followed his instructions obediently.
After a while, he finally coaxed the white-haired maid to fall asleep with a tired face.
Ouyang Rong took a long breath: "It's getting more and more naughty. I have to teach you a lesson next time."
After saying that, he glanced at the new umbrella that had not yet been made on the table.
After receiving the letter from his junior sister, he made an impromptu decision to go there tonight and did not have time to complete it.
Ouyang Rong shook his head regretfully, grabbed a small baggage on the cabinet, and went out quietly.
Not long after, he sneaked into Prince Xunyang's Mansion.
"Tan Lang is here?" Wei Mei welcomed him.
Ouyang Rong carried a small baggage and hid it behind his back. He did not take it off, but nodded: "Well, let's get started."
Wei Mei suggested: "Why don't Tanlang wait for Guo'er? She told me today that she also wants to participate and will come back immediately."
Ouyang Rong thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I just have something to say to her."
"Okay, I ordered my maid to go to the Poetry Club to inform her of her return. Tan Lang will wait a moment."
"It's okay. I'm going for a walk. I just have time. I'll go out for a while and then I'll come back."
After saying that, Wei Mei went to arrange for someone to call Li Guo'er.
Ouyang Rong took his baggage and came to the lakeside in the back garden again.
There are two boudoirs in front.
Previously, when Ouyang Rong came to deliver umbrellas for the first time, one boudoir was bright and the other was dark.
The bright one belonged to Li Guoer, so Ouyang Rong placed the red umbrella in the dark boudoir for the first time.
The next two times he came over, both courtyards were dark. Li Guo'er next door had gone somewhere unknown, and Ouyang Rong didn't pay attention to her.
Now, he climbed over the courtyard wall again and continued to put the small bundle he had brought into the doorway of the boudoir on the right.
At this moment, in the quiet and deserted yard, his three love umbrellas were still lying quietly in front of the door, no one moved, as if waiting for the return of his little junior sister.
Ouyang Rong was satisfied and turned around to leave.
Not long after, he returned to the study room in Juxian Garden.
Not long after waiting, I saw a pretty and arrogant figure walking alone in the yard outside. It was Li Guo'er.
Li Xian, Li Fusu, and Wei Mei also arrived one after another, and Ouyang Rong began his night plot.
He first talked about the junior sister's return tonight, and everyone was smiling. The atmosphere in the study was quite relaxed, and they discussed business matters with little talk.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ouyang Rong noticed that Li Guo'er frequently looked at him sideways.
He turned his head, smiled politely, and wanted to speak.
Li Bao'er quickly looked away and puffed her mouth slightly, as if she was angry.
Ouyang Rong frowned, why is she becoming more and more unruly and so rude.
He shook his head and immediately ignored it.
From the corner of his eye, Li Guoer noticed that Ouyang Rong was empty-handed tonight and did not bring an umbrella. He was slightly relieved, but an inexplicable feeling of frustration arose in his heart.
Maybe it's because Sister Xie is coming back tonight. He doesn't dare to be so bold and continue to show his love arrogantly... She thought to herself.
With a cold snort, Li Bao'er seemed to have some complicated taste in his mouth.
After about an hour, the study room meeting ended.
Li Guoer left quickly, not wanting to pay attention to Ouyang Lianghan.
She saw from the corner of her eye that after the meeting broke up, he didn't seem to leave immediately, but stayed.
Are you waiting for Sister Xie?
In addition, since she returned to the boudoir early this time, he would not dare to come back to give her a new umbrella in public, and besides, Sister Xie's sister is coming back tonight... Li Guo'er thought a little angrily.
"Humph, are you cowardly now? You, Ouyang Lianghan, are just like that." Li Guo'er curled her lips and mocked him secretly in her heart.
Not long after, Li Guoer took the maids back to the boudoir. As soon as she walked into the yard, she suddenly saw a strange little bundle placed quietly next to three love umbrellas at the door.
Li Guoermei was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look back... Wait, did he come in advance before the meeting? Could it be that he had figured out her little thoughts and did the opposite?
Li Guo'er was immediately embarrassed and immediately turned around, looking for a reason to send Cai Shou away and wait for the maid to leave. Immediately, she walked over and grabbed the baggage.
Suddenly I caught a ball of light and soft fabric.
What is this, the clothes I gave her to wear?
When Li Guo'er was confused, he unpacked the bag and took a closer look.
Inside was a neat set of blue and pink bellybands and underpants.
Li Guo'er's pupils were shaking, and her little face was extremely shocked.
The white neck was visibly red, and the lips were trembling as if they were exposed to the cold wind:
"It's okay if you send love umbrellas and write shameless love words. This princess can understand it a little bit, but you...have you started to send this personal thing now? Or when Sister Xie is about to come back, Ouyang Liang
John, you are already so bold, can’t you wait..."
She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words from the gap between her lips:
"Okay, okay, you hypocrite, Ouyang Lianghan, don't even think about this princess wearing it! It's impossible, absolutely impossible!"
A pair of catkins tightly grasped the clean and soft bellyband and trousers. Her Royal Highness, a certain little princess, had never received such a bold gift or overbearing and rude request in her life before.