She always thought that Uncle Qi would reject her. Judging from his expression, he was too quiet. It didn't look like he had a good temper, but more like the calm before the storm.
Yun Qiao was used to trying to figure out his preferences and paid special attention to his every move.
"Bring it here." He said.
When he spoke, his voice was a bit hoarse, as if his throat had been smoked from a lot of cigarettes; however, his tone was good, and the three words were spoken very calmly, not like a sarcasm.
Yun Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
She planned to peel it off and give it to him, but Xi Lanting said, "I'll do it myself, just give it to me."
This sentence can also be called kind.
Yun Qiao handed him the rice dumpling.
She was in front of him, worrying about the gain and loss. He took all the food, but she still said: "It should be warmed up. It might not taste good if it is cold."
Xi Lanting seemed amused by her.
He had already peeled off the leaves of the rice dumpling and took a bite. After swallowing it all, he said: "The cold ones are not bad, and they are chewier. I finally ate something delicious throughout the whole day."
Yun Qiao took a closer look at his words and found that he was not being sarcastic, but sincerely complimenting her.
Although the praise is very subtle.
The corners of her lips were slightly raised, with a pleasant arc that she couldn't hold back.
After coughing lightly, Yun Qiang pretended to sit upright and watched Xi Lanting finish a rice dumpling in a few seconds.
He has always had a poor appetite, so it would be nice to have one.
"Uncle Qi, what are you doing in Nanjing?" Yun Qiao asked Xi Lanting again.
Xi Lanting stood up and walked back.
Smoking and eating rice dumplings made his throat very dry.
Back indoors, he picked up the hot tea that his entourage had prepared and drank several sips, finally feeling better.
"The matter of the military government, the cliché of supporting the proclaimed emperor, is not interesting," Xi Lanting said.
This matter has already had its shadow. Yun Qiao heard it from several people.
"Then you've been gone for several days, and the people in Peiping won't let you back?" Yun Qiao asked again.
They did not come to Yancheng or Peiping for this negotiation, but chose Nanjing. Someone must have been the middleman, pulling the strings.
"No, we are negotiating some conditions." Xi Lanting said, "The only things we can talk about now are iron mines and coal mines. We don't have many of these two. If we can get them, it will be easier to negotiate."
Yun Qiao's heart trembled when she heard this: "Has the discussion been completed?"
She didn't want Uncle Qi and the military government to be scolded.
Even the Youth Gang knew that proclaiming emperor could not be supported as it would "offend public anger".
"It's strange that it can be done." Xi Lanting smiled and spoke in a relaxed tone, a bit like an elder watching children play, "The warlord lion opened his mouth and asked for an extremely high price. In this case, it is not that we are unwilling to support, but that they give
Can’t afford the price tag.”
Yun Qiao nodded, she also felt that this should be done.
Xi Lanting finished a cup of tea, leaned over to add some tea to himself, and asked as if he didn't care, "What did you do today?"
Yun Qiao immediately expressed his loyalty: "I didn't know you were coming back today..."
"Chang'an said you asked several times, and I thought there was something wrong with you." Xi Lanting interrupted her, "I should leave you a letter."
yes.
Yun Qiao thought in her heart and did not dare to complain about him.
"Are you going to watch the dragon boat race?" Xi Lanting asked again. As he spoke, his tea cup was filled with water, and the faint fragrance of tea overflowed.
Yun Qiao nodded: "I saw it."
She told Xi Lanting everything about today's itinerary; she even told her about sending Xu Yinjie home, omitting only the gossip about her and Xu Yinjie's quarrel.
Xi Lanting was reasonable and did not say anything unpleasant.
Yun Qiao suspected that she had bribed him with a rice dumpling.
"Uncle Qi is becoming more and more easy to get along with. Does he like me too?" Yun Qiao's heart rippled again, making her uneasy.