27 Chapter 27 Master Yun
◎Crossing the invisible boundary of etiquette◎
The spring breeze blowing on my face carries the fragrance of herbs, gently brushing the loose hair on my temples.
The girl's mind suddenly moved slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and she called out softly:
"Yunhe."
It seemed like a response to Yunhe's gaze, or like she was calling her destined person.
blurted out.
But it doesn't seem to have any special meaning.
After all, this was just an ordinary morning after the rain, no different from any other day. Perhaps because she hadn't slept for half the night before, her condition was even worse than before.
——Yuliu felt that she was probably just feeling dizzy and a little hot, so when she suddenly saw Yunhe, she subconsciously uttered these two words from between her lips.
A bit rash.
It was like an accident that happened on impulse.
However, in reality, the two words that Yuliu uttered softly and involuntarily seemed to have the momentum of a calf, rushing straight ahead and suddenly crossing the invisible boundary of etiquette between them.
In fact, whether it was a casual acquaintance or a long-time friend, Yuliu would always use some respectful words in her daily conversations. Even when talking to her elder sister Su Yunyue, she never called her sister's name in a gentle and affectionate voice.
The politeness and respect that Yuliu constantly exudes to others is like a silent barrier that is visible only to herself, and it somewhat carries the meaning of deliberately drawing a clear line between herself and others: You are you, you are you, and I am me.
In her countless journeys through the world, Yuliu always felt that rebirth was only a form of sustenance for life, while a name was the exclusive mark of a person's existence in the world. It was a rare code that could be completely owned by oneself and was imbued with special meaning because of an unrepeatable experience.
Just like Yuliu always felt that she was just "Yuliu" and not "Su Yuliu".
"Mr. Yun" and "Yun He" are also different.
The extremely subtle sound of elm and willow leaves flowed out from between the lips and teeth, and quickly melted into the soft breeze, becoming almost inaudible.
The first time is always awkward.
But Yunhe kept staring at Yuliu. As early as when he read the two words in the girl's lip language with her red lips slightly opened, his expression was obviously stunned, as if he was surprised and a little bit unbelievable.
It was not until those two words were truly brought to Yun He's ears by the spring breeze that Yun He's slightly raised brows seemed to have received a response, and they slowly relaxed in the breeze of spring light and sound.
He subconsciously clenched his fists behind his back, his thumbs rubbing lightly. He walked on the slightly damp ground after the spring rain, stepping on the gentle spring breeze as he walked towards the elms and willows, but he restrained himself and stopped about two steps in front of the girl.
This is a very clever position that is neither too intimate nor too unfamiliar.
The light and shadows on the ground were dim. Yuliu could even imagine the small arc of Yunhe's neck when he bent slightly towards her just by looking at the reflection on the ground.
"Yeah." Yunhe said, "I'm here."
The clear and mellow voice fell on the top of Yuliu's head. Yuliu then discovered that when she pronounced the last word of Yunhe's name, the corners of her mouth would slowly rise slightly due to the pronunciation.
This is a name that brings a smile to one's face.
Yuliu's hand, resting on the hem of her skirt, brushed against the lotus-shaped sachet hanging from her waist, causing the lake-blue tassels to sway gently. She suppressed last night's conversation deep in her heart, with her usual smile on her face. She raised her head slightly, lifted her eyelids, looked at Yunhe, and asked softly, "You came here, is there something you want to tell me?"
When Yunhe was seriously injured at first, he lived in a warm room in the side house connected to Yuliu's main house. But after he recuperated for a few days and his injuries gradually recovered a little, he asked to move to the west wing, probably out of concern for the differences between men and women. Since then, he rarely took the initiative to disturb Yuliu's life in the main courtyard.
The only time was when Yunhe was about to go to Chunfeng Fulan to buy herbs for her in the main courtyard, and he came to inform her of his itinerary.
"I just had nothing to do, so I planned to renovate Yuqing Courtyard. It's not a big deal, so I didn't let Fangyue disturb your rest." Yunhe's gaze lingered on the corners of Yuliu's eyes and eyebrows for a while, and suddenly his relaxed crescent brows wrinkled slightly again. His tone was full of obvious self-blame, "Could it be that I still disturbed you?"
Yuliu was stunned for a moment.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the wild flowers and weeds that had grown rampant in the yard under the influence of the spring morning had been cleared away by someone at some point, leaving only a few good-looking grasses and flowers that Yuliu had liked before.
It has changed the desolate, random and dilapidated atmosphere of the past.
No wonder when she pushed the door open, she always felt that the spring scenery seemed particularly vibrant and vigorous.
Yuliu was a little surprised.
Her Yuqing Courtyard was not as big as the imperial palace that covered an area of over a hundred miles, but compared with ordinary courtyards, it was not small.
Before, when she was still very resistant and wary of Yunhe's existence, she seemed to have used "Yuqingyuan is dilapidated and crude" as an excuse to reject the other party, but she never expected that Yunhe actually remembered her casual words.
Not only did he remember it very carefully, he even renovated Yuqingyuan inside and out.
"It didn't disturb me..."
Elm Willow was awakened by the bright morning light, but she was thrilled and surprised to see the yard, now completely renovated and filled with the spirit of spring. Her mouth dropped open in surprise, yet also with a hint of unpleasant concern. "Those weeds... you cleaned them all by yourself? I can just hire a few craftsmen to do this kind of chore some other day. Why are you doing all this? Did you hurt your hands?"
Doctors rely entirely on finger techniques to feel a pulse. Most of the grass in her yard isn't ornamental. What if some serrated thatch or brown-scale creeping grass scratches Yunhe's hand...
Even at the beginning, when Yuliu was wary of Yunhe, she never thought of letting Yunhe do these.
What's more, Yunhe is now a friend, not an enemy. Yuliu originally felt that she was not grateful for Yunhe's kindness. After all, their initial contact was just a coincidence, and she saved Yunhe's life.
Even if they met because of "fate", even if Yuliu didn't know why Yunhe was her destined man, she didn't want Yunhe to suffer any bad harm because of his sacrifices for her.
"……Um?"
Yunhe's chest trembled slightly, as if he chuckled softly, and his magnetic voice blended in the spring breeze. Yuliu couldn't hear it clearly. He only saw Yunhe hanging his hands behind his back in front of him, with his half-clenched fists naturally open. A breeze came from the willow tree slanting down, and when it brushed across the back of his hand, the light blue veins extending from his arm to the back of his palm became more obvious.
Yun He saw Yu Liu's gaze lingering on the back of his hand for a while, and he slowly turned his wrist, and with the movement of his slender knuckles, he spread out his palm upwards, which was completely white and not stained with a speck of dust.
"It wasn't me." Yun He shook his head slightly, extended his hand to indicate a direction, and said slowly, "I was just thinking about this matter, so I accidentally mentioned it to Lord Jiang. Coincidentally, he also wanted to take the initiative to do something for the young lady to repay his kindness in taking her in, so he enthusiastically volunteered to come here and clear the weeds."
Yuliu looked in the direction indicated by Yunhe's finger, and suddenly realized that there was a person standing a few steps behind the willow tree.
Jiang Jingmo was working next to a pile of weeds that had formed a small hill. He had probably been working continuously for most of the morning. Even his strong body could not bear it any longer. He rested his right palm on the wooden handle to support his tilted body. The iron hoe was pressed into a small hole in the ground by him.
Jiang Jingmo, with his black hair, black leather and black clothes, stood out in the main courtyard of Yuqing, which was full of spring scenery.
At least he is more eye-catching than Yunhe who is dressed in green and standing under the green willow tree.
Yuliu tiptoed slightly, looking over Yunhe's shoulder at Jiang Jingmo, a puzzled look on her face: "...Is that so?"
Why does this Jiang Jingmo seem different from the General Jiang in her impression who only obeys the orders of the villain behind the scenes?
Jiang Jingmo was stunned by the question and thought for a while while holding the iron hoe.
...It doesn't seem to be the case?
But what exactly did Yunhe tell him this morning?
It seemed like he said a few words in some incoherent way, but this uneducated warrior couldn't tell what they were exactly. Anyway, in the end, he inexplicably picked up a hoe and obediently came here to dig weeds for the whole morning?
As Jiang Jingmo thought about it, his brows furrowed tightly, and he always felt that something was strange.
Seeing that Jiang Jingmo didn't reply, Yuliu walked up to him with light steps. She was a little far away just now, but now that she was close, she realized that Jiang Jingmo's chest was breathing heavily, and the sweat on his forehead was flowing down, soaking his black clothes with deep and shallow stains.
It was obvious that he had put in a lot of effort.
Fang Yue followed behind Yu Liu and whispered, "Miss, I just wanted to tell you that it was Master Jiang who dragged Master Yun to the main courtyard to weed before dawn. Master Yun said there was no need to disturb your rest, so he didn't let me tell you..."
"Stupid." Yu Liu frowned and said angrily, "How can we let guests do this kind of thing? Look how exhausted our Lord Jiang is."
As Yuliu spoke, she reached out to help Jiang Jingmo, who was standing in the sun sweating profusely, to rest under the shade of the willow trees.
However, when the fingertips of Yuliu's outstretched right hand were about to touch Jiang Jingmo's sleeves hanging and floating in the air, a cold, white, slender hand slowly stretched out from the side and supported Jiang Jingmo's arm before her.
Maybe not slowly.
After all, Yuliu was only slightly stunned when he smelled the herbal fragrance mixed in the wind.
The mellow fragrance mixed between the warm sun and the shade of willows silently followed the movements behind Yunhe, spreading silently from behind and covering the elms and willows with the fragrance of the fresh grass.
It seemed that it was because of the distance and posture, but Yuliu always felt that the fragrance coming from behind was fresher than any time she had smelled it before. It seemed to be filled with hidden eagerness, uncontrollably and wantonly in the air, trying to stop her hand from reaching out to Jiang Jingmo. However, the breath leaping around Yuliu seemed like a silent test, carefully and little by little pulling Yuliu into its own territory.
Yuliu was only distracted for a moment by such complicated emotions, and when she came back to her senses, what she touched was just a piece of soft robe that slid across the back of her hand when Yunhe supported Jiang Jingmo.
【Author’s words】
★Patch: In an imaginary context, calling a man or woman by their first name does not necessarily mean disrespect, it is a sign of closeness.
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