When someone pointed at his nose and said he was ugly, Mu Yunhan didn't show any anger at all. He smiled calmly and said, "Is it ugly? I think it's pretty good."
Meng Jia laughed wildly: "It doesn't matter if you are ugly, but you still don't know how to appreciate it. I'm really convinced."
He thought she was ugly.
Mu Yunhan pretended to be crazy and acted stupidly: "People in our town like red and green the most, but people in the county say red and green are ugly, and wearing black is elegant, isn't it?"
"Haha..." Meng Jia said disdainfully: "That's all, I'm too lazy to talk, Taori, you teach her."
The maid in pink clothes smiled and said: "Miss Mu, you are in your youth, so you should wear some light pink dresses. Black is quite elegant, but it also depends on the style and fabric it goes with, and who you wear it on.
The most important thing about dressing and dressing up is to be suitable."
"I see, I've learned a lesson." Mu Yunhan thanked her without any sincerity. Seeing that Meng Jia was still in a happy mood at the moment, he reminded Thirteenth Niang: "Sister, it's getting late."
Thirteenth Niang hurriedly walked forward and whispered to Meng Jia about medical treatment. Meng Jia stopped smiling and stared at Mu Yunhan gloomily.
Even through the veil, Mu Yunhan could feel his crazy, fierce and suspicious gaze.
She stood there silently and firmly, knowing that he could not see, but she still kept smiling and relaxing - she always believed that a person's heart will be truly reflected in the body and face.
She didn't come to harm him, she came with good intentions, and she wanted Meng Jia to know this.
There is no wind, it is hot and dry, and the chirping of grasshoppers is annoying.
Mu Yunhan couldn't remember how long he waited, nor did he know how long Meng Jia stared at her.
It wasn't until a firefly flew over faintly and landed on her hat, and she reached out to grab it, that Meng Jia lowered her voice and said slowly: "Hurry up!"
Thirteenth Niang was so happy that she quickly urged everyone to make preparations and asked Mu Yunhan what he needed.
Mu Yunhan had made full preparations from the day she decided to treat Meng Jia. Everything related to secrets was done personally, and she spoke out about everything that was not important.
Soon, the tea making area was cleared.
There is a small tea table made of huanghuali wood, with priceless ancient kiln flower utensils and tea sets placed on it, a copper incense burner left over from the previous dynasty, and many kinds of precious incense in a silk satin incense box.
Next to it, there is a large and exquisite flower basket woven from purple bamboo silk, which contains some local seasonal flowers.
Tao Rui said apologetically: "Miss Mu, I didn't know you would use these before. I didn't prepare them all in a hurry, so I had to make do with old things. Please forgive me."
"This is very good." Mu Yunhan played with everything and concluded that she liked them all. After all, they are from a wealthy family. It is really amazing that they can prepare like this in a hurry.
Once the other party knew her identity, he didn't ask anyone to hang up curtains or anything. He reluctantly pushed away the expensive incense and tea sets: "Take them away."
Picking through the basket, he found a half-open wild chrysanthemum, inserted it into the flower vessel, and said, "There are enough flowers, you can take them away."
Taorui looked at the wild chrysanthemum hesitantly.
This flower was probably accidentally brought in by the servant girl. Although it complemented the simple flower utensils, it was not consistent with the noble status of the young master.
Mu Yunhan asked with a smile: "Any questions?"
"Of course there is a problem!" Meng Jia suddenly strode over and hit the wild chrysanthemum with the handle of his fan: "Are you mocking me by giving me such a humble flower?" (To be continued)