Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Something is wrong

With the thought of this, even in sleep I felt exhausted. To make matters worse, Lan Nongnong's usually very regular period suddenly became irregular, arriving unexpectedly. I wonder if it was due to the fatigue from the long journey.

She had never suffered any pain in this matter before, but this time she experienced all kinds of discomfort one by one, and the pain was indescribable.

"...Miss, I've asked the kitchen to make some brown sugar water. Please take some. I've also sent for a doctor. Please be patient for a moment. Perhaps I'll allow you to massage and soothe the pain?"

Lan Nongnong lay on her side in bed, her hands pressed tightly against her abdomen, her whole body curled up into a ball. Her eyes were tightly closed, her face was pale, and even her lips, which were tightly bitten by her white teeth, had lost their color.

The doors and windows were open, letting in the wind. There was also an ice pot outside, so the room was cool, but her hair was soaked and beads of sweat kept oozing from her forehead. She was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat that she couldn't even wipe it away.

Back pain, abdominal pain, and a heavy ache intertwined, occasionally accompanied by a sharp, tearing pain. Only when the pain that had tensed her entire body eased did Lan Nongnong suddenly gasp for air. When she drew in again, a trembling sob could no longer be suppressed and escaped.

Biyu squatted beside the couch, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief. Seeing her expression ease a little, she quickly changed to a clean soft handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She asked softly, "Miss, can you move a little? Let me help you sit up and have some sweet food."

Lan Nongnong closed her eyes tightly, not even daring to shake her head, and had no appetite at all. She only moved her lips with difficulty, and her voice was weak: "Doctor, how long will it take? There is painkiller in the house. Give me some to relieve the pain for now, and..."

She gently opened her eyes, the corners of her lips drooped, her face was as pale as paper, but her eyes were wet and red from tears, making her look even more miserable and pitiful.

"Tell Yao Jing that I won't go out today. I'll be back tomorrow--"

"You don't have to go out tomorrow."

A low voice reached her ears first. Lan Nongnong didn't have time to raise her head. She could only barely keep her eyes open. The man had already sat down beside her couch.

Her face was as pale as paper, her hair soaked through, and beads of sweat were beaded on her shoulders and neck, where they had rubbed against the quilt. Her thin nightgown was already soaked through with sweat, clinging to her skin. Her eyes were drooping, a misty glint in them, and she had lost all her energy and spirit. She looked like a delicate flower struck by frost, withered and powerless.

Qin Jingyao's brows furrowed as he saw her like this, his expression darkening. He wiped the sweat from her cheek with a handkerchief, and his fingertips felt smooth and cold. Even the last time she had been frightened and had a high fever, her complexion had never been this bad.

"Go and urge the doctor! Find another gynecologist and ask him to come here quickly. Tell Jiang Ting to send the painkillers immediately."

Although the mansion had been prepared for its owner and fully furnished, it still lacked the comprehensive supplies of medicines and remedies available at the Shangshuling residence. Furthermore, the mistress had just arrived, so there was no pulse diagnosis available. She was generally active and healthy, so she didn't seem to be suffering from uterine cold.

Miss Lan's period arrived suddenly, leaving her in great pain and the servants around her unprepared. Although she had all the necessary clothing, she was short of painkillers.

The pills the Master had taken out must have been something he had brought with him, personally prepared by the court physician. Their preciousness was self-evident. However, what was even more touching was his unwavering dedication.

Biyu didn't dare to delay, so she responded quickly, called other servants to wait, and turned around and left quickly.

If he had interrupted her like this yesterday, Lan Nongnong would have definitely protested. But now, she was being torn by excruciating pain, and his sudden appearance had made her entire body tense, exacerbating the pain.

Enduring the pain had exhausted all her energy, and she didn't even have the energy to be upset about being seen in such a miserable state by him, let alone say a word.

When he was exhausted, physically and mentally, he saw someone he could rely on, and all the grievances and helplessness in his heart suddenly surged several times. Her moist eyes revealed infinite attachment, and her gaze entwined him like sticky spider silk, and tears slid from the corners of her eyes and quietly sank into her temples.

Lan Nongnong slowly extended a hand, her sleeve already slipping down to her elbow, revealing a cold, pale, and fragile forearm. Before the hairs on her skin could even stand on end, the quilt gently covered it, and a warm hand gently wrapped around her cold fingers.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't dare to move, and she knew she shouldn't move, but she still couldn't help but lean towards him.

Qin Jingyao really didn't understand the principles of women's menstruation, but seeing that she seemed to want to snuggle up to him, he stood up and sat down behind her again, pulling her and the quilt into his arms.

Lan Nongnong opened her eyes wide in shock, her whole body tensing up, unable to stop him. The next moment, a burning hand replaced her cold palm and covered her lower abdomen.

The temperature was scalding hot against her chilly skin, yet it was just the right temperature. The warmth surged in like a powerful, endless tide, instantly dispelling the bone-chilling cold. The long-lost warmth and comfort finally relaxed her frown.

Jiang Ting was already waiting outside the courtyard. After a moment, Bi Yu hurried back and brought the medicine.

Qin Jingyao held her belly with one hand, dispelling the chill, while his other arm held her securely against his chest. He took out a painkiller pill and placed it gently against her tightly pursed lips. He lowered his head and softly coaxed her, "Nong Nong, open your mouth and take this pill. You'll be fine."

Lan Nongnong's eyelids trembled slightly, unable to open them, but her lips parted slightly as she was told. Qin Jingyao knew she was afraid of the bitterness and unable to swallow, so he slipped the pill into her mouth while her lips parted, then inserted his index finger and gently pressed it.

The discomfort of a foreign object invading her throat caused it to spasm open. He gently pushed the pill in with his fingertips and quickly withdrew it. Without waiting for her to react, he fed her a bowl full of warm sugar water.

Before Lan Nongnong could regain consciousness, heat suddenly surged through her body, enveloping her inside and out in layers of warmth. Within a few breaths, her once-cold hands and feet began to warm. Her chest suddenly rose and fell, and she let out a long sigh, her face gradually regaining color.

"Are you feeling better now?"

Although I still feel heavy, bloated and painful, I can bear it.

Lan Nongnong blinked, her eyes gradually regaining their spirit, and the fresh energy in her body also shone through. She looked up at him, her heart moved and she was about to speak, but suddenly she felt a surge of blood in her body, her cheeks flushed instantly. Her body froze, not daring to move. She suddenly closed her eyes, took a deep breath and said urgently, "You go out first! Call Biyu in!"

Even if Qin Jingyao didn't understand the matter, the sudden strong smell of blood made him realize something. Then he looked at her, her body stiff and trembling, her cheeks flushed, and beads of sweat oozing from the tip of her nose and the corners of her forehead. She was obviously extremely embarrassed and anxious.

Women's private matters are often considered dirty and obscure, and difficult to talk about.

But it also implies the blossoming of maturity and the joy of bed.

......

Qin Jingyao's breathing suddenly grew heavier, the heat he'd barely suppressed all night surging back. His Adam's apple rolled, his muscles tensed, his body stiffened, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His back felt as if whipped, stiff and aching.

He calmly summoned a maid to attend him, and as he abruptly stood up, the muscles of his legs became distinctly defined. The fragrance of flowers lingered in the courtyard. He closed his eyes and raised his head, his chest rising and falling. The sun blazed overhead, the heat surging. He took a deep breath, yet the restlessness within him grew even more intense.

The veins on his hands bulged behind his back. He suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils reflecting the scorching sun, but the darkness became even darker.

It is extremely terrifying to keep it hidden.

*

It was truly embarrassing to need help with such a private matter, but fortunately, Biyu and the others remained calm and didn't embarrass her. Furthermore, the painkillers had taken effect, and the pain had mostly subsided. After a short rest, she could walk slowly without any problem.

After changing her clothes, Lan Nongnong still turned her back to the crowd, buried her face in her hands, and tried to calm herself down after several attempts at self-comfort. But when she looked up, her eyes involuntarily darted around to find him.

Her aunts were thousands of miles away, and the only person she could trust, rely on, and turn to was him. He had stayed by her side and taken care of her meticulously when she was frightened and ill. He had witnessed even her most private and embarrassing pain, and he had been so considerate and caring, without a trace of disgust.

He had always treated her wholeheartedly, regardless of material wealth, always with care and companionship. Even when he was a little assertive, it was always for her benefit. Meanwhile, I had let my mind wander over a kiss yesterday. Compared to him, I wasn't wholehearted enough, my dedication was too little.

"Yao Jing,"

Lan Nongnong found him by the small pond in the courtyard, shaded by flowers. The moment he suddenly turned around, her heart was filled with guilt and love, and everything around her lost its color.

She couldn't help but stretch out her arms. The tall and handsome man had already strode out from the shade of the trees and walked towards her, holding her tightly with his arms.

When she raised her arms, she felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen, but Lan Nongnong ignored it and simply wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on tiptoe and moving closer to him. Her eyes met his gaze, her red lips parted as she whispered, "I want to kiss you."

The overflowing affection and love in her words made the man's pupils shrink suddenly. Before he could respond, she had already put her arms around his neck and opened her lips to kiss him, imitating his yesterday's gesture.

The trembling but firm soft lips came closely, like clear water falling into boiling oil, instantly the oil was cooked by fire, the blazing flames were scorching, almost burning everything to ashes.

Veins popped out on Qin Jingyao's forehead, his hand on her waist suddenly tightened, his Adam's apple rolled violently, but he suddenly turned his head to avoid her lips.

Lan Nongnong eagerly held his face back, her eyes locked on him. Before she could penetrate him, she was already panting slightly, her voice tight and hoarse, her breath fragrant and sticky.

"Why do you want to hide?"

Qin Jingyao suddenly raised his eyes, his voice was hoarse and low, his palms were burning like branding, "Don't do anything rash, you are not feeling well--"

"When love is deep, it's hard to control myself. I just want to kiss you, how can that be considered presumptuous?"

Her breathing was rapid, her eyes misty, but she was stubborn, "I want to kiss you!"

Lan Nongnong was afraid that he would make another excuse, so she didn't want to listen anymore and just raised her head and kissed him. Qin Jingyao gasped, and the sweet and soft thing burrowed into him like a spirit snake, stirring and entangled unscrupulously.

The deep pool in his eyes suddenly opened up, without any hesitation, he immediately took the initiative, and attacked with his lips and tongue, going deep into her.

The servants in the courtyard had already bowed their heads deeply and retreated quietly when the two of them hugged each other.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, with no wind and no clouds. The annoying summer cicadas had long been driven away, and the courtyard was silent. The only sound was the intertwining and lingering breathing sounds, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes long, sometimes short.

The woman's waist was so slender that it could barely be grasped, yet he completely covered it with just one palm. She innocently and naively opened her soft body, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

The subtle fragrance and tenderness wrapped in the breath of passion spread freely, revealing a silent teasing in the innocence.

*

The doctor's pulse diagnosis was consistent with Lan Nongnong's own assumptions: fatigue from the long journey, a tense heart, and fluctuating emotions were the cause. Fortunately, she was in excellent health and nothing serious was wrong. She only needed to take good care of herself and calm her mind and body, and she would gradually recover.

Although they rarely have free time and cannot go out, their relationship has made great progress. Even if they are just in one place quietly together, they feel satisfied.

Besides, now that things have come to this, some things need to be made clear.

And Qin Jingyao also had the same intention.

*

The sun shines gently under the window and the breeze blows gently, which makes the feeling very comfortable and pleasant.

Qin Jingyao leaned against the carved railing, his fingertips gently stroking her hair, his five fingers slowly weaving through it, his eyes lowered as he looked at her tenderly. Since she wasn't going out today, and she wasn't feeling well, her clothes and outfit were primarily for comfort.

Her long black hair was tied loosely in a bun with a pink satin ribbon containing jade beads, the rest cascading to her knees. Her eyes were half-closed, a smile playing on her lips. In one hand, she clutched a pink jade hairpin, her fingertips occasionally stroking the lily-of-the-valley pattern carved into it. She looked lazy and submissive, like a cat napping in the warm sun.

"Nong Nong will stay in the capital from now on, by my side, okay?"

Lan Nongnong's breathing hitched, her heartbeat quickened, her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she took a deep breath, rolled off his lap and sat up, staring back at him. Her black hair cascaded across her collar, but she didn't care. Her eyes burned brightly, as if she had made up her mind.

"good!"

Seeing his expression suddenly relax, Lan Nongnong also smiled. But when he smiled and reached out to her, she bent her slender waist and leaned gently against the beauty chair, supporting her chin with one hand, and raised her eyebrows slightly. "But, are you asking me to marry you now? If so, it's too perfunctory."

Qin Jingyao's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm, the smile on his lips undimmed. He reached out to hold her hand, nodded, and chuckled, "Nong Nong is absolutely right. But I don't know what you want from me."

Lan Nongnong unconsciously stroked the calluses on his palms, and rubbed his cheeks with the little finger of her hand that was supported on the corner of her forehead. She pondered and said, "I have no parents here, and my aunts are my relatives. I should report such a big thing to them and ask for their support and blessings. Besides,"

"Your family is wealthy and powerful, but I'm just an orphan. Would your family agree to this marriage? What are their personalities like? Are they kind and tolerant? Will they set strict rules?"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her tone grew more solemn. "If an elder is kind and loving, I should respect and be filial to him. Although I don't have a family background to rely on, I can't do things that are servile and subservient."

"And the most important thing!"

Lan Nongnong suddenly sat up straight, her expression solemn and her gaze as firm as a torch, as if what she was going to say next was more important than anything before.

"I've already told you, if you've chosen me, there can be no one else. I don't care what the world is like, or what others think of me. If you and I make a love vow, we'll be together for the rest of our lives, and no third person will be allowed to come between us."

"I am such a domineering, selfish, and jealous person."

"Therefore, if you truly wish to marry me, you must be able to withstand the demands of my parents, the opinions of the world, and the allure of beauty. You must accept and tolerate everything about me, both the good and the bad. You must unconditionally protect me, love me, teach me, and help me grow."

Lan Nongnong stared at him with a sharp gaze: "If you can do this, I can also withstand the myriad pressures that this world has given me. You are the only one in my eyes and the only one in my heart."

"I don't envy mandarin ducks. I only wish you and I would be as loyal to each other as lone wolves, choosing only one partner for life and remaining faithful to that one."

When these shocking words came out, not only was Qin Jingyao stunned even though he had expected it, but also Jiang Ting, Biyu and others who were waiting for orders under the eaves were all dumbfounded and pale with horror!

Men have three wives and four concubines, a practice that has existed since ancient times. A wife should be kind, virtuous, and tolerant, respecting her parents and helping her husband take concubines and have children, thus demonstrating her virtuous character.

Just the word "jealousy" is enough to ruin a woman's reputation.

Besides, it is a man's nature to be disliked by the old and to like the new. As a great man, if you are interested, you can accept any beautiful woman in the world, and no one will dare to complain.

Even if she was married to him in a formal way and was a respectable wife, even if she knew that the master was always hanging out outside the house and was in love with someone else and the whole city knew about it, she would not even have the right to ask a single question because of his shameless behavior.

But now, Miss Lan didn't even know the master's true identity, and she was just an orphan. Even though she was doted on and enjoyed all the glory, she had no name or status, and ultimately no future.

What qualifications and confidence does she have to make such an outrageous request?

At this moment, everyone secretly concluded that she was just being arrogant and wishful thinking.

There was silence inside and outside the corridor. The two people did not deliberately lower their voices when they talked. Lan Nongnong knew that her unorthodox words had already been heard by everyone, and she could imagine how shocked and contemptuous they were at the moment.

But she didn't care. Love is a matter between two people. What does it have to do with her what others think? The only thing she cared about was his attitude.

She knew that her demands were unacceptable to the world and directly challenged the inherent advantages of men. But if he wanted to marry her, these conditions had to be met, and she would never give in.

Speaking frankly at this moment also gives him the opportunity to make a choice.

Fortunately, he did not let her down.

Qin Jingyao's eyes were calm, his expression composed. With just one word, "good," he seemed to have already taken a heavy burden into his hands. Like a mountain standing tall and a deep abyss, one could inexplicably feel that even if the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, he would still be so at ease and unperturbed.

However, the original intention to confess also quietly dissipated.

Lan Nongnong's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and she let out a breath she had been holding. Her fair, rosy face instantly lit up like a newly opened moon, radiant and bright.

The sweet and soft lips gently pressed against his thin lips that were holding a smile, and a kiss was dropped as if it were a reward, making a crisp and loud sucking sound.

"Empty words are not enough,"

She stepped back slightly, a bright and cunning glint in her eyes. "Now that we've made this promise, we must put it in writing. Let's write this agreement, which is unique to you and me, into the marriage certificate."

"As for getting married, there's no need to rush. How can I just hastily inform my aunts of such a major event in a letter? I must go back in person and tell my parents from afar."

"We can choose an auspicious date to get engaged. You, on the other hand, will personally prepare my betrothal gifts, taking care of every detail. As for me, I will naturally work hard to earn a dowry in a dignified manner."

Her voice was brisk but firm, as if the future was already unfolding before her eyes: "When everything is ready, we can pick an auspicious day for marriage. What do you say?"

Qin Jingyao was caught off guard by her sudden kiss. Just as he was about to deepen it, she gracefully pulled away. The lingering warmth on his lips, the sweet, soft scent, made his gaze darken. He couldn't help but chuckle, "It's too hot in summer to travel far. The journey to Yuqing is long, and you've already exhausted your energy with just one trip. You should take good care of yourself and not endure the fatigue of traveling again."

His tone was gentle but unquestionable. "Just write and explain. I'll send someone to handle it personally."

"Besides, there's no reason in the world for you to provide your own dowry. If you find it interesting, just treat it as a pastime. As for the dowry, I'll naturally take full responsibility for preparing it for you."

Lan Nongnong, however, didn't appreciate it. She suddenly straightened her back, raised her chin, and snorted, "Just because it didn't happen before doesn't mean it can't happen now. Maybe there's a precedent, but it's unknown or deliberately erased! Just prepare your betrothal gifts. The dowry is the woman's responsibility, and I will prepare it myself."

"Even if you can't afford a ten-mile wedding, can't you earn a mile of respect? Don't underestimate me! We'll follow the rules. As for returning to Yuqing, I'll leave after the summer is over. In short, we can't let such a big thing go with just a letter."

Qin Jingyao didn't spoil her fun and just agreed to whatever she said.

Lan Nongnong couldn't be more pleased with his willingness to comply. Smiling, she leaned towards him, her eyelashes curved and her dimples shimmering. She half-soothed, half-reminder, "Don't feel like you're being taken advantage of. It's hard to find a woman like me who's beautiful, good-tempered, articulate, and able to make money. You should be secretly happy that you're able to marry her."

"We've been together for so long, and it's always been easy and sweet. You're steady and tolerant, and I'm cheerful and considerate. Our temperaments are compatible, so how could we tolerate someone else?"

Her eyes turned, and her voice was soft but serious: "Put yourself in my shoes and think about it. If one day I was fickle and brought another man home, how would you feel? Could you bear it?"

Skinning, pulling out tendons, grinding bones and scattering ashes is already a cheap thing!

Tolerate?

This is a unique treasure that he has pampered and spoiled, how can he allow others to covet it!

Qin Jingyao's eyes flashed with sternness, and he sneered inwardly. To him, any request she made, even if it was outrageous and unacceptable to the world, was entirely up to him whether he was willing to indulge it or not.

As for her hypothetical statement about putting herself in their shoes, he felt it was an offense even to hear it.

She was eccentric and imaginative, and he was willing to indulge her. But there were some words and some thoughts she could not say, let alone think.

Qin Jingyao took her into his arms, let her lean on his knees, stroked her ear with his fingertips, lowered his eyes and listened to her arguments, with a smile on his lips all the time.

As for what he was thinking, no one knew.

*

Since the engagement was confirmed, Qin Jingyao ordered his servants to purchase wedding supplies and start decorating the house in Mianhe Hutong the next day.

She was not feeling well, so Qin Jingyao did not allow her to go out alone, but he personally took her to the new house. During the two days of rest, he allowed her to decorate it according to her wishes, leaving the future of this new home entirely to her.

He was so busy that he only spent two days with her at the mansion before resuming his usual routine of leaving early and returning late. Without him by her side during the day, Biyu and the others naturally couldn't stop her. Fortunately, there was a housekeeper in Mianhe Hutong, so she didn't need to worry about it every day.

Lan Nongnong took advantage of the fact that she couldn't go out during these few days to concentrate on embroidering the belt for him. Occasionally, she would go to the new house to take a look around, looking for some inspiration, and even found time to draw two blueprints.

A few days ago, Sister Yingzi had sent her an invitation to a small gathering. Although she was no longer seriously ill, even with all her efforts to improve her condition, her current clothing was still inconvenient, and she needed to take medicine to recuperate. He did not want her to go out until she was fully recovered, so he had to regretfully decline.

Fortunately, Sister Yingzi was considerate and made another appointment with her. As soon as she felt better, Lan Nongnong couldn't wait to go out to keep the appointment.

*

After Wang Yingzi's husband's words of comfort, the resentment in her heart dissipated. If Lan Nongnong was willing to be a lowly person, she would naturally not associate with her anymore.

But since she was bullied by someone, and he really liked this woman, he couldn't help but feel more pity for her and wanted to care for her more.

As for Yinghuan's matter, she didn't vent her anger or harbor any resentment. Ultimately, it was just his wishful thinking; Nong Nong hadn't even known who he was before. Even if he was being punished by Ling Gong now, it was what he deserved. It was better than his youthful recklessness leading to irreparable harm in the future.

Besides, he was still young, and even though his plan had failed, it hadn't damaged his foundation. As long as he could learn from this incident and grow, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

The two agreed to go to Langhuan Pavilion together first to pick out some birthday gifts, and then go to the lakeside cottage in the south city to enjoy the scenery, listen to music, and talk about their innermost thoughts.

Wang Yingzi arrived first. When he saw her, he was stunned for a moment by the affection in her eyes and eyebrows that was almost overflowing. Then he looked at her vaguely and saw that her eyebrows were not open, her gait was light, and she did not have the gentle and charming look of a woman who had experienced sex. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he could not tell what he felt in his heart for a while.

"Sister Yingzi, are you all right? When did you arrive? You must have been waiting for me for a long time."

"I've just arrived. I see you look bright and radiant. Is there any good news?"

Wang Yingzi came from a well-off family and married a powerful man in Beijing, so she was naturally a guest of honor in all major shops in the city.

The shopkeepers of the major treasure shops in the capital had also delivered goods to the house and should have recognized Lan Nongnong. However, they were always stopped outside by Biyu and others. In the end, they only delivered the goods and introduced them, but never met the person. Therefore, she went out many times, but was never recognized.

The maid in the store led the two to a quiet and elegant seat, presented them with a picture album and some tea and snacks, then quietly stepped aside and stood with her eyes lowered.

Lan Nongnong was only separated from her by a small mahogany table. Her eyebrows curved as she heard the words and she leaned closer. Her eyes were blazing brightly, and although she lowered her voice, her tone was still calm and generous: "I'm getting engaged. Is this considered a happy event?"

"got engaged?!"

Wang Yingzi's face suddenly changed when he heard this. That man was already married, so how could there be any further engagement?

Her eyes fell in shock upon the woman's smiling, yearning face, and a sense of absurdity suddenly welled up in her heart. She couldn't help but glance up at the maidservant standing with her head bowed before the silk screen embroidered with peonies, her eyes filled with sarcasm and confusion.

The red-winged wooden armchair under her elbows was scratched by her carefully maintained nails, and the sharp touch finally made her regain her sanity. When she looked at her again, her face was full of unfaithful surprise.

"I didn't ask in detail last time. What's the name of the man you mentioned? What's his family background and appearance? To be able to win Nong Nong's affection, he must be a handsome and famous person. Maybe I recognize him."

She spoke with concern and took the other person's hand, "Since you call me sister, I naturally have to take good care of such an important matter in your life."

"Since we're getting engaged, I wonder what the elders on both sides think. Have we exchanged engagement letters? Have we asked a master to compare our horoscopes? Is it a match made in heaven? When is the date planned? Have you asked a matchmaker to come and propose?"

Wang Yingzi suppressed her anger, and though she couldn't express it directly, every word she spoke was caring and probing, a subtle reminder. Her heroic brows were pierced with a sharp look, and she really did look like a strict sister, fearing her younger sister would be deceived and difficult to deal with.

Lan Nongnong was indeed reminded of this. She understood the principle of adapting to local customs. Although she didn't care about these customs, she was curious about whether their horoscopes were compatible.

If they weren't compatible, she wouldn't believe it. If it was truly a match made in heaven, it would be a beautiful thing. As for meeting elders, it was even more proper. Even if one couldn't show respect to them like one's own parents, one still had to show due courtesy.

She nodded, her expression showing considerable agreement. When she looked up again, her clear eyes were filled with surprise and gratitude. "I don't have any parents here, and my closest aunts are far away in Yuqing. If it weren't for Sister Yingzi's reminder, I would have almost neglected these important matters."

"The date hasn't been set yet. Right now, we've just agreed on it, and there's still a lot to prepare. He said it's too hot to travel now, so I'll go back with him to Yuqing to see the aunts in the fall."

"As for him..."

At the mention of him, Lan Nongnong's eyes suddenly lit up, her affection overflowing with words, and her tone was filled with pride: "Sister Yingzi really agrees with me! He is indeed handsome and extraordinary, like a banished immortal."

She spoke with a cheerful air as she recounted, "His family is in business, and he took over the family business at a young age and traveled extensively. He is a calm and gentle person, always handling matters with care and consideration. Whether it's his character, appearance, or talent, he's impeccable!"

But with every compliment she uttered, Wang Yingzi's heart sank. The clearer and more open-minded the girl's eyes became, the more uneasy and heartbroken she felt.

Although Wang Yingzi knew that her family had a difficult life, but when she heard her say in person that she had no parents, her relatives were far away, and she was alone here, her heart still felt like something was suddenly pulled at her, and she felt sad and heavy.

Suddenly, a surge of anger surged up, and her brows furrowed sharply. At this moment, the sound of welcoming guests came from the shop, which just suppressed the words she was about to say.

Lan Nongnong looked over at the sound and was initially dazzled by the dazzling glitter. Once her eyes adjusted to the light in the room, she could vaguely make out several elegantly dressed young women, surrounded by maids, taking seats in another elegant area a few steps away.

A few people were laughing and chatting quietly, and were calling for some plates of jewelry to examine carefully.

She didn't pay much attention to them, but she felt a quiet sense of relief at being interrupted. It was always awkward to talk in the presence of outsiders. Besides, while she and Sister Yingzi had hit it off immediately, they had only known each other for a short time. Talking too much with someone new was a taboo, and she always kept in mind the proper boundaries.

"By the way, Sister Yingzi, which one do you want to choose--"

Before he finished speaking, he was drowned out by a proud voice not far away.

"...The workmanship is acceptable, but the jade is still somewhat inferior. Not to mention the Hibiscus Jade in Lord Ling's mansion, even the gifts from the palace are far superior. Is this quality worthy of your boasting in front of this princess?"

"Your Highness is well-informed and discerning, so these vulgar things are naturally not to your liking. However, they are novel in style, so I think they are just a small toy to amuse you, so I think they are acceptable."

"Speaking of that Hibiscus Jade, since it was gifted to Lord Ling two years ago, it has been like a pearl covered in dust, never to be seen again. It was my first time attending a palace banquet, and I was cautious with my words and actions, daring only to take a quick glimpse. But I saw a soft glow, as if in a dream. Later, I heard that the jade seemed to swirl with flowing clouds and golden sand. If this jade were made into a hairpin or bracelet, I wonder how breathtakingly beautiful it would be."

"I've heard it's truly beautiful. The princess' birthday is next month, and the Duke's family is supposed to attend the banquet. I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to see her then..."

“…”

Lan Nongnong's voice was interrupted, and she couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice.

The sun was shining brightly, shining through the glass teardrop-shaped curtains on the round window and onto the women sitting sideways not far away. Their features were vaguely discernible in the flowing light, and only their arrogant and slow voices could be heard.

Apart from the woman who was honored as the princess, the others also showed extraordinary origins from their words and deeds.

These were truly noble ladies from high-class families. She had often heard of the gathering of the powerful and influential in the capital, but this was her first time seeing one in person after only a few days in the capital. She could hear how they spoke softly and with natural demeanor, truly unlike any other woman.

She was so full of curiosity that she didn't notice the sudden tense expressions of Wang Yingzi and Biyu beside her. She was so absorbed in listening that she couldn't help but gently stroke the pink hairpin in her hair and the pink jade beads on her ears. Although she knew that ordinary things could not compare with the treasures of the palace, she still felt a little bit of a comparison with the highly praised hibiscus jade.

He whispered to the two of them, "Sister Yingzi, Miss Biyu, look, there are also flowing clouds and golden sands in my hairpin. Can it also be considered as flowing light like a dream?"

The famous Hibiscus Jade and the powder hairpin in her hair are of the same origin, so why compare them?

The two men were caught off guard by her sudden question and were speechless for a moment. They were about to find an excuse to leave, but unexpectedly, the room over there suddenly became quiet for some reason.

The shop only received two groups of customers, and the whisper was so soft that it could be heard clearly by others, as if a pin drop.

As the leader of the group, the princess sat at the top, with an excellent view. She subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, her eyes landing on the pink hairpin in her hair. She was startled for a moment, then looked intently.

After seeing this, he was so shocked that he lost his composure and stood up suddenly.

Princess Baozhen, as the legitimate daughter of Prince Ren's family, was a member of the royal family and even favored by the Empress, often accompanying her in the palace. The Hibiscus Jade was stored in the Empress's palace for several days before being bestowed upon the foreign ministers.

Princess Baozhen went to the palace every day at that time, and although she tried every possible means to get a piece, she still failed. However, she had already seen the texture, connotation, and size of the jade clearly, and she couldn't let it go and couldn't forget it.

It can be said that in this world, even Lord Ling himself, who owns the Hibiscus Jade, may not understand this jade better than her.

In fact, Princess Baozhen had recognized Wang Yingzi the moment she entered the room. However, she was a little older than her, and they had never met before. In addition, she had a rough temperament and a reputation for jealousy, which made her unpopular among the noble ladies in the capital. She had no opinion on this and simply ignored it.

The elegant seats were separated by a half-person-high emerald silk screen. She had just glanced past them, not paying much attention. She hadn't expected Wang Yingzi to be accompanied by someone, and even more unexpectedly, the hairpin in the woman's hair—she was almost certain it was made of the same hibiscus jade that so many noble ladies had been so obsessed with!

Before Lan Nongnong could respond to the two people beside her, she heard a sudden cry from the side. In a trance, it seemed to be mixed with the soft meow of a cat. She shuddered and her hair stood up unconsciously.

The incident happened suddenly, and Wang Yingzi only had time to call her softly and reach out to pull her. But she heard footsteps coming one after another, the sound of pearls, jade and silk pendants jingling melodiously, and people were already approaching.

Seeing this, Biyu immediately stepped forward, standing between them. She leaned over and whispered softly and steadily, "Excuse me, young lady. This Princess Renwangfu is known for her savagery, moodiness, and overbearing behavior. Why don't we leave with Madam Fu first and avoid the situation for now?"

Lan Nongnong was well aware of the power of the rich and powerful. Although she didn't understand why those noble ladies rushed towards her, she saw that they were coming with such a fierce momentum and didn't want to cause any more trouble, so she frowned slightly, nodded, and stood up.

“Wait!”

Lan Nongnong stopped walking when she heard the sound, and a white ball just passed over her shoes like a cloud, fluffy and soft, so light that it did not make any noise and did not attract anyone's attention.

Just as she was about to turn around, Biyu suddenly gripped her arm tightly, and someone gave her a gentle but firm push on the back. A whisper reached her ears: "They're coming for me. Nongnong, go ahead. I'll say hello and come right back."

After saying this, Wang Yingzi turned and stepped aside, firmly blocking the other person behind her. A smile appeared on her face, and she nodded to the leading woman. "So it's Princess Baozhen. I didn't notice you just now. Please forgive me. I wonder why you called us here? Why don't we go to the upstairs wing room to discuss it in detail?"

Not to mention that Princess Baozhen was obsessed with the hibiscus jade hairpin and the person who wore it, she ignored Wang Yingzi's deliberately concealing words, kept walking, and even shouted to call the followers waiting outside the door to block the door and prevent her from leaving.

Even Lan Nongnong did not leave as expected.

Although she had only known Yingzi for a short time, she had always been sincere and caring towards her. How could she just walk away when she saw Yingzi was in trouble?

"girl!"

Unable to stop her, Biyu, anxious and distraught, quickly signaled to the guards outside. One of the guards immediately turned and hurried away, while the other stepped forward to confront the Prince Ren's entourage. The situation suddenly became tense and ready to explode.

Lan Nongnong was completely unaware of the unexpected events behind her. With a pause, a turn, and a shift of her body, her entire body was completely exposed to the public.

The shop door was wide open, and bright sunlight poured in, making the pearls and jade in her black hair gleam slightly, especially the crystal clear pink jade hairpin, which flowed like clouds in the sunlight, with golden sand appearing and carved into the shape of lily of the valley. It was beautiful like a dream, and at this moment it suddenly bloomed before everyone's eyes in a stunning manner.

"The color is soft and pink, the texture is clear, and it contains flowing clouds, golden sands are hidden, like mist and fantasy. This is hibiscus jade, there is no mistake."

Hearing the princess's mumbling, several noble ladies who had originally been confused and had just stood up with her were now also stunned by the brilliance of the pink hairpin, and their faces changed in shock when they heard her words.

"Is this a hairpin made of hibiscus jade?"

"How is this possible? Who is she? Shouldn't the Hibiscus Jade be in the Shangshu Ling's mansion? How could it be in her hair?"

"Lord Linggong, Liyuan, could the woman in the rumors be her?!"

"Look, what she wears on her ears, could it also be Hibiscus Jade?"

Several noble ladies were shocked and whispered to each other. Their voices were as soft as mosquitoes and flies, and sometimes they overlapped. In addition, they were several steps away, so Lan Nongnong could not hear clearly what they said.

However, those eyes first stared at the pink jade lily of the valley hairpin in her hair, and then suddenly turned to her. There was shock, trance, jealousy, and contempt in their eyes, which were not concealed at all and were as sharp as a knife cutting through people.

Even though they quickly exchanged glances and restrained their expressions without saying anything, that brief gaze made Lan Nongnong feel uneasy.

She didn't want to cause trouble, and was even more afraid of implicating Sister Yingzi and Yao Jing, but she was never the type to swallow her anger and suffer grievances.

So she stepped forward and spoke directly, "I have never met you before. I don't know why you looked at me like that just now."

Seeing that the atmosphere was easing a little, no one expected her to directly question him, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

The ladies exchanged glances, each pondering their own thoughts, each silent for a moment. Finally, Princess Baozhen lost control, angered by the loss of her beloved possessions and irritated by her fearless attitude.

Her shoulders were relaxed, her chin slightly raised, her eyelids half-closed, and she gazed down with a natural, condescending air. The dignity and majesty of a royal family were instantly revealed, and without any pretense, she already looked down from a high position.

"Who are you? What's your name? Do we need to tell you what we want to see? Since you dare to come out, are you afraid of being seen? If you are really afraid, why not hide at home and attract attention?"

As the words fell, a few low laughs rang out. Although the laughter was soft and pleasant, it was particularly harsh to Wang Yingzi and Biyu's ears.

Lan Nongnong did not understand the deeper meaning of her words, but the two of them knew it very well. They were angry about her humiliation, but also afraid that Princess Baozhen would speak her mind and suddenly reveal the truth.

"county--"

"Your Highness is absolutely right. Your eyes are your own. You can see whatever you want. Why should anyone else interfere?"

Her tone was calm, but every word was clear. "If your heart is bright and open, you will naturally act generously. Why should you care about what others think?"

After saying this, Lan Nongnong raised her chin slightly, her eyelids half-lidded, and her gaze, with a hint of scrutiny, slowly swept over the group from bottom to top. From the hem of their skirts to their faces, and then to the ornaments in their hair. Then, a half-smile played on her lips, but she remained silent. She simply nodded at the group, called the two of them, and turned to leave.

The woman had already walked away, but her neither humble nor arrogant words lingered in their ears. Her strange gaze made several people feel uncomfortable, and when they came to their senses, they were instantly filled with shame and anger, and their faces flushed red.

Although her eyes contained no disrespect or malice, they still made people inexplicably annoyed and resentful, like a lump in the throat, which was difficult to describe. Only waves of discomfort lingered.

They had been pampered since childhood, and others had always treated them with courtesy. Given their status, who would dare to look at them with such... such a gaze!

A nameless, unnamed woman, kept away from her husband, dares to call herself honest and upright? She is truly ignorant and ridiculous!

On the contrary, Princess Baozhen's eyes moved slightly, as if she was thinking about something, but she didn't say a word. She just bent down and picked up the snow cat that came back from a stroll, and continued to admire the jewelry leisurely.

A few people came out and stepped into the bright sunlight. They felt scorching and had a feeling of surviving a disaster.

Wang Yingzi originally disdained the man's deception, but was forced to go along with it. She felt so entangled and resentful that she could not express it in words. She could only glance coldly at the maid who was standing quietly with her head down. Her eyes were like a knife, and her anger was obvious.

Biyu lowered her head and said nothing, her expression calm as usual, but she was already extremely alert in her heart, guarding against any further mishaps.

Fortunately, true noble ladies have always observed etiquette and morality, and have not lowered their status to behave in a disrespectful manner. However, sometimes, a look or a chuckle can be more humiliating than this.

Although she was restrained by many concerns and concerns, she was fortunately quick-witted and not only managed to resolve the situation calmly, but also managed to turn the tables, leaving no room for error. Even so, Wang Yingzi felt pity for her for being so unaware of the slight.

It’s just a pity that the man put Nongnong in such an unbearable situation.

If Wang Yingzi had previously harbored some desire to let her know the truth, now she only hoped to keep it a secret for a little longer. She only hoped that everything would unfold naturally, slowly revealed, rather than letting her face such an unbearable situation head-on without any preparation.

At the same time, she couldn't help but resent the man's carelessness. The capital was crowded with people, and he had the audacity to deceive and allow Nong Nong to wander freely. Didn't he foresee the difficulties he'd encounter today, the suspicion he'd aroused, and the near-exposure he'd faced?

Wang Yingzi knew she was taking her anger out on him. Given his power, the fact that he allowed Nongnong to roam the capital meant he was keeping her under his wing. She could have done as she pleased, but she wouldn't dare to provoke anyone with a hint of decency.

For example, when she first heard about this, she simply kept her distance. Princess Baozhen rarely set foot in the shop in person, so today's encounter was truly accidental.

Seeing that the dimples she usually had on her face were gone and she was just frowning and silent, Wang Yingzi couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in her heart: "I had some old grudges with those people earlier, and it is indeed me who implicated Nongnong today. It is my fault for disturbing your interest. When we get to the cottage, I will pour you some tea to apologize, okay?"

Lan Nongnong did feel a little uncomfortable at the time. Being looked at like that for no reason would be displeasing to anyone. But after hearing the princess's arrogant words, she suddenly came to her senses.

The human heart is unpredictable. There's no reason to like someone, and there's no reason to dislike someone. Since we don't know each other, maybe it's just fate and we don't have a good eye for each other, so why should we care about the opinions of irrelevant people?

What's more, she didn't suffer any loss. If she didn't have something on her mind, she would probably be complacent and planning to go back and ask for credit from Yao Jing.

But she was naive after all, and she never thought that if Qin Jingyao was not standing behind her and Wang Yingzi was not by her side, how could those people be so cautious and keep quiet?

If an ordinary person had contradicted her like this, he would have been accused of being offensive and disrespectful, and someone would have stepped forward to deal with it without even the noble person saying anything.

Lan Nongnong smiled broadly, took her arm affectionately, and said cheerfully, "What does what others do have to do with you, sister? It's just a few words of quarrel, not a big deal, and besides, I didn't suffer any loss. It's just a trivial matter, why worry about it? You're being so serious, it makes me uneasy."

Her smile was bright, her dimples shimmering, and there was no trace of gloom or strain in her expression. Seeing this, Wang Yingzi and Biyu felt relieved, and could not help but sigh at her open-minded and clear-minded nature.

"However, I must first apologize to Sister Yingzi. I'm afraid I'll have to break my promise to you today. I've been so busy having fun these days that I just remembered that I haven't done what the aunts asked me to do. Yuqing is a long way away, and sending messages is inconvenient. I've been delayed for so long, and the aunts must be waiting anxiously. It's really my fault."

"I hope you'll forgive me this time. When I'm done with my business, I'll come to your house and apologize in person!"

"And this,"

Lan Nongnong's face was filled with shame, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were almost overflowing with anxiety, but she seemed to be still trying to suppress it. She took out a green, black and white, refreshing and cute little bamboo-climbing flower bear from her sleeve. It was only the size of a palm, but it was made to be extraordinarily agile.

"This is a little flower bear I made for my sister to play with. It's not a precious item, I just hope she doesn't mind it."

Her words were sincere, her feelings genuine, and Wang Yingzi had no doubts. With a soft sigh, she happily accepted the doll. The touch was soft, the fur was warm, the little flower bear looked adorable, and around its neck was a red string, dangling a piece of emerald glass. Her heart melted instantly.

He held the doll in his palm, resisting the urge to knead it. He gently held her hand back and gently reminded her, "Don't be anxious. It's excusable for a few nights."

After saying this, he looked at Biyu deeply again, then turned around and got on the carriage as the two of them watched him leave.

*

Lan Nongnong remained standing. She had originally intended to give the doll away at the lakeside cottage, and to ask Sister Yingzi if such items were popular in the capital, so she could take on some custom orders and quickly save some money.

Unexpectedly, complications arose. Although I was unable to discuss them in detail, seeing her expression just now, I had a general idea in my mind.

She suddenly turned her head and smiled at Biyu, her hands clasped together under her chin. "I want to try the Snow Mountain Pastry from the shop on East Street, and the freshly fried skinless candied chestnuts. Could you please buy some for me, my dear Biyu? I'll wait here and sort out the things my aunt asked me to do, okay?"

Biyu was nervous and didn't dare to leave without permission, so she knelt down and gently advised, "It's so hot now, why don't you wait in the carriage first? I will send someone to buy it quickly."

"But how can others know my taste? Biyu, you are with me every day. I only trust you and I only trust you. I'm not hot, but I'm feeling stuffy in the car. Please go quickly and come back soon, okay?"

Even the masters were often helpless when she acted like this, not to mention that as a slave, Biyu had never been treated so preciously, so it was even more difficult for her to refuse. Thinking that she had already sent someone to inform the masters and had put on her veil, she was not one to cause trouble. If she went and came back quickly, there should be no more trouble. Finally, she nodded and agreed.

Lan Nongnong indeed found a shady spot and waited quietly. But after a moment, she gently lifted a corner of the veil and said to the waiting maid, "Please, Yingtao, go get me some iced mung bean soup from the carriage. I'm a little thirsty."

To ensure she was well-prepared, the servants accompanying her would prepare food, drinks, and other necessities. It was midsummer, and Qin Jingyao's family was wealthy, so they even had a specially made ice container inside the bag to keep her safe so she could have access to it at any time.

Cherry was slightly startled and was about to remind her that the mung bean soup in the lunch box was already chilled, but she saw the girl glance at the lunch box first, then shook her head and urged her repeatedly.

A servant cannot disobey an order, so she could only respond in a low voice and turned away.

Snow Mountain Crisps and Skinless Candied Chestnuts were both popular snacks in the city, in short supply. Long lines were always seen, and they were all made and sold fresh. The two shops were just a block apart, and without more than half an hour, Biyu would surely not be able to make it back.

The carriage was parked two streets away, and it would take a quarter of an hour to go back and forth even if it ran. Now there was only one guard left with him.

When Lan Nongnong saw the maid disappear, she turned around silently and walked towards Langhuan Pavilion again.

The guard was surprised and suspicious, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He could only follow closely, hoping that Biyu would return soon.