Chapter 77 Gift
The Marquis' Mansion is really bustling today.
Greetings, conversations, and cute laughter...
Actors sang, cups were exchanged, and people came and went...
Chen Shiyi listened to the hustle and bustle in the distance and slightly extinguished the light in his eyes.
Wen Zhiheng was busy talking to everyone, but his eyes kept glancing towards the place where the female guests were entertained.
He was really worried that Eleven would not be able to adapt, so he wanted to go find her whenever he had some free time.
When Mrs. Wen saw this, she quickly stopped him.
"There are only women here, why do you come here so casually?"
"I want to take a look at Eleven, otherwise I will feel uneasy."
Mrs. Wen said angrily.
"Eleven is fine there. Besides, she has been following your sister, so nothing can go wrong. You should go there quickly. Otherwise, if someone sees you, who knows what will happen."
Wen Zhiheng had no choice but to nod and left, looking back every few steps.
Chen Shiyi stood at the door from early morning till dusk.
Finally, the door opened and a woman came in.
Pomegranate saluted quickly.
"Madame Liao..."
Madam Liao hummed softly, then turned her head and raised her chin with a haughty look on her face.
"Girl, I didn't let you go out today because it's for your own good. You are of low status, and these occasions are not something a sold woman like you can participate in. I hope you will take care of yourself and don't push yourself too far and want a position that you shouldn't have."
Chen Shiyi sneered after hearing this.
"Is this what Madam Wen meant or what Wen Zhiheng meant?"
Madam Liao snorted.
"No matter who it is, I hope you can recognize your own identity."
Chen Shiyi's eyes were slightly cold.
"I know exactly what my identity is. I don't need you to remind me again and again."
Madam Liao looked at Chen Shiyi, snorted, and left with the other two servants.
Shi Liu looked at Chen Shiyi who had a calm expression and asked.
"Girl, are you still going out?"
Chen Shiyi nodded.
"Go out and give him the gift I promised him."
The guests had already left, and the liveliness of the mansion had gradually faded. Chen Shiyi crossed the pond and took a look at the pig goldfish. He saw it swimming peacefully and comfortably. The liveliness of the day had not frightened it at all. It was indeed very strong.
We were almost at Lingyun Pavilion. Even though it was late, it was unusually lively here.
Chen Shiyi thought of what happened today, so he walked along the courtyard gate to a secluded place to listen to the bustle in Lingyun Pavilion, and waited for Wen Zhiheng to send the guests away before going to find him.
Inside the Lingyun Pavilion, the sound of a zither could be heard. After a while, people could be heard reciting poems and composing couplets. Occasionally, Wen Zhiheng's voice could be heard among them. Then, the voices of men and women praising and flattering could be heard.
"Zhiheng, the eldest daughter of the Mo family is here today. When are you going to marry her?"
Chen Shiyi lowered his eyes and heard many people booing inside.
"That's not what we're talking about today."
Wen Zhiheng's answer was understated. He did not agree, but he did not refuse either.
Chen Shiyi sighed. She felt that she had let out all the anger of her life in these few years.
She looked at the wood carving in her hand and felt a little annoyed. Forget it, she would not wait any longer. She didn't know when it would end, and she hadn't eaten all day.
She brought the pomegranate back to Yueyingxuan, found a small hoe to loosen the soil, made a hole in the soil next to the weeping crabapple tree, and buried the wood carving in it.
Wen Zhiheng felt particularly tired today. All these comings and goings and the social etiquette made his mind dizzy.
In a blink of an eye, the sky darkened.
He took Yunshan to Yueyingxuan, and when they arrived, they found that the yard was dark.
"Are you going to rest? So early?"
Yunshan quickly explained.
"The young lady must be tired today. She is going to sleep first. Prince, you are also very tired today. Why don't you come to see the young lady tomorrow?"
Wen Zhiheng had no choice but to nod.
"Let her have a good sleep. I'll come to see her tomorrow."
After returning to Lingyun Pavilion, Wen Zhiheng suddenly became excited.
"Help me find where Eleven's gift is. I can't wait to see what she gave me."
After hearing this, Yunshan quickly started to search through the pile of gifts.
He looked for it several times but couldn't find the thing that Chen Shiyi had given him.
"Master, I didn't find it. Some of them have been sent to the warehouse. How about I go to the warehouse?"
Wen Zhiheng felt depressed after hearing this.
"The warehouse is full of people who need to be welcomed and sent off. How did Eleven's gift get there? If you look carefully, the gift she sent must be strange and unique..."
Yunshan searched carefully again, but still couldn't find it.
Wen Zhiheng suddenly felt depressed. He personally unpacked the pile of valuable gifts one by one, hoping that one of them would have Chen Shiyi's name written on it.
However, there was nothing.
Yunshan lowered his eyebrows, was extremely respectful, and spoke carefully.
"Maybe the girl wants to be alone with you, but she didn't find the opportunity. Otherwise, why don't you ask her tomorrow?"
Wen Zhiheng felt indescribably annoyed when looking at the pile of birthday gifts.
He pressed his eyebrows to calm himself.
"Yunshan, she must want to give it to me personally, right?"
"It must be."
The next morning, Wen Zhiheng got up early and ran to Yueyingxuan with Yunshan.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Chen Shiyi lying in a recliner under the weeping crabapple tree, leisurely flipping through a book.
When Wen Zhiheng came in, she didn't even raise her eyes.
"Are you studying so early?"
Wen Zhiheng squatted beside her and asked her softly.
"Um."
Chen Shiyi just responded and said nothing more.
Wen Zhiheng took the book from her hand, held her shoulders and asked her to turn around and look at him.
"What birthday present did you promise me?"
Chen Shiyi looked at him indifferently.
"Oh, I forgot to prepare it."
Wen Zhiheng felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. His throat choked with sobs and he forced a smile as he spoke.
"You must be joking with me, aren't you?"
Chen Shiyi looked at him calmly without saying a word.
Wen Zhiheng stood up and said.
"You must have prepared it. Did you leave it in the room? I'll go find it myself."
After saying that, he went into Chen Shiyi's room alone and searched through the drawers and cabinets inch by inch. As a result, the room was filled with Chen Shiyi's clothes and belongings, with no other unnecessary things.
He walked out grimly, squatted in front of Chen Shiyi, plucked the green jade hairpin on her head and held it in his hand. Chen Shiyi's black hair instantly fell down.
"I found it. It turns out you cherish it so much that you don't even want to give it to me."
He looked at her foolishly, his eyes filled with broken light.
"I like this birthday gift very much, but I'm looking forward to next year's, okay?"
"eleven…"
Yunshan, who was standing behind him, felt very distressed. When had he ever seen the prince act so humble and cautious?
"Let's talk about next year's affairs next year. Who will know what will happen in the future?"
Wen Zhiheng didn't understand. Chen Shiyi was obviously treating him better and better, so why did they return to the same point overnight?
"Are you bored here?"
"No, it's nice here."
"Did someone wrong you at the banquet?"
Chen Shiyi was silent for a while.
"Master, it's time for you to go to work."
Wen Zhiheng seemed not to hear anything and just looked at Chen Shiyi deeply.
Chen Shiyi knew that he must not know about the locked door, and seeing how pitifully he was struggling to find a birthday gift, he softened his mind a little.
"I heard that the fireworks in Kyoto are very beautiful. Can you take me there tonight?"
Wen Zhiheng's heart suddenly became clear.
"Okay, I'll come pick you up after my shift today."
Chen Shiyi nodded and hugged him backhandedly.
"Go quickly, don't miss the time."