29 Chapter 29 Palm
◎ "Don't you remember, girl?"◎
Yuliu had just woken up and was still feeling drowsy from sleep, with her hands still a little cold.
The texture of the transparent embroidered handkerchief was like waves of gauze, so the young man's energy and blood were continuously transmitted to the slightly cool palm of Yuliu through the ripple-like embroidered handkerchief.
For example, when Su Yunyue was having trouble making a decision, Yuliu would pull her hand with a little force, giving her some courage in this way.
At this moment, as time and space changed, Yuliu was no longer in a cold and magnificent palace, but in her own carefully renovated small courtyard.
Yun He gently covered her palm with an embroidered handkerchief, and the strength he used was restrained and gentle.
Blinking her eyes, she suddenly recalled Yun He's movements when he picked up the iron hoe and helped Jiang Jingmo up. They were all clean and neat, with strong force.
The girl's slender hand was completely wrapped by Yunhe's broad palm. The other's warm body temperature transmitted a constant flow of warmth through the gauze fluttering in the wind. For a moment, Yuliu felt that the flow of time was infinitely stretched and became extremely slow and gentle.
The drooping branches of the willow tree were blown by the spring breeze, making a faint rustling sound. However, the awkward and unfamiliar feeling that suddenly emerged in Elm Willow's heart seemed to be soothed and calmed by Yunhe's action.
Yuliu, held in Yunhe's hand by his fingertips, suddenly curled up slightly.
In fact, this is just an instinctive reaction when bending the knuckles, but in the eyes of others, it really looks like Yuliu is inspired by the breeze and takes the initiative to shake hands with the other party.
The slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened, the layered fan-shaped eyelid wrinkles were hidden by the curled eyelashes, the willow-like shoulders were slightly tilted back and stood upright, the smooth shoulder and neck line followed the neck and disappeared under the Yuehua Liuxian skirt with a water blue silk lined edge. The sight paused briefly between the two people's clasped hands, and when the breeze blew over the small piece of embroidered handkerchief hanging at the end like rippling waves, it passed by and finally stopped on Yunhe's face.
His expression was calm, and even his breathing was not disordered at all.
However, Yuliu had an inexplicable intuition that Yunhe seemed a little... unhappy.
Yuliu's gaze moved slightly upwards and stopped on Yunhe's erect brow. When she was about to ask something, she suddenly found that Yunhe's hand, which was originally quietly placed on her palm, suddenly moved.
Yunhe used two fingers to hook up a corner of the embroidered handkerchief that was tightly attached to the skin, and used his fingertips to push open the gaps between the fingers of Elm and Willow. However, Yunhe moved his knuckles very quickly, and quietly slid in between along the lines of the palm. Through the embroidered handkerchief, he twisted out a few tiny things that looked like willow catkins from between his middle finger and ring finger.
The translucent color looks like snow cotton.
"Flying poplar catkins." Yun He flicked his fingertips a few times, skillfully gathering the fluff in the center of the white lotus embroidered handkerchief. He flipped his wrist as he moved, palm facing up, presenting the nearly invisible fluff to Yu Liu. "There are many flying poplar trees planted in Xiao State. The fluff produced in early spring will float in the wind..."
As Yunhe spoke, he picked up a corner of the embroidered handkerchief with his other hand. The handkerchief then cascaded down like a small white waterfall, floating slightly in the air. The translucent flying poplar catkins, when freed from their restraints, immediately melted into the spring breeze like fish returning to the river.
"However, if you accidentally get stuck with this flocculent plant, it's best to clean it off immediately. Otherwise, if it stays on you for too long, it may cause allergies and redness." Yun He explained methodically, and while speaking, his fingertips deftly folded the embroidered handkerchief again, making it neat and tidy, just as it was when he first took it out.
Yun He lowered his eyebrows slightly, looked down at Yu Liu's expression, and said slowly: "I was also worried just now, I hope the young lady will not blame me."
"Oh, oh... It's okay, how could it be?" Yuliu felt that she had become a little immune to this kind of contact recently, and didn't think there was anything wrong. What's more, Yunhe also had his reasons, so it couldn't be called "abrupt" at all, so naturally it couldn't be considered an offense.
"I should be the one thanking you." Yuliu spoke slowly because her attention was attracted by the embroidered handkerchief in Yunhe's hand.
At first, Yuliu thought it was Yunhe's handkerchief, so she carried it with her. However, when she looked at the night-blooming lily in the center, which was finely outlined with gold and silver threads, she felt that the pattern looked unusually familiar.
Why... the more I look at it, the more it looks like her embroidered handkerchief?
Yuliu Liuyan frowned slightly, raised her eyelids, and looked at Yunhe with a hint of doubt: "You like it too...?"
Because of hesitation, Yuliu's tone was slow and uncertain, as if he wanted to slowly think out the right words so as not to cause misunderstanding.
However, when Yun He's clear eyes looked at Yu Liu's slightly widened peach eyes that showed a hint of confusion, his chest trembled slightly and he replied briefly: "Yeah."
When the short, condensed breath and warmth fell on Yuliu's ears, she could not quite tell whether Yunhe's tone of voice rose or not, so she could not quite tell whether his tone was one of statement or doubt.
Yuliu's brows furrowed even more, somewhat surprised by Yunhe's sudden response. Her tone rose slightly, "...Hmm? You like the nightshade lotus too?"
There are many objects with Epiphyllum-like patterns on the elms and willows. Although the most popular flowers in the capital of Xiao State are Guanghan Fairy, Emperor's Girl Flower, and Wood Peony, it is not uncommon to see a few Epiphyllums appear occasionally.
But it is indeed rare to see this pattern on a man's body.
"Um?"
Although Yun He's breath was brief and steady both times, Yu Liu could clearly hear that the other party's ending tone had a distinct rise.
Yun He stretched his arm forward steadily, as if at some point he wanted to hand the handkerchief to Yu Liu. However, for some unknown reason, he finally stayed where he was, without moving. His slender fingertips unconsciously rubbed the edge of the handkerchief for a moment, and then he slowly spoke: "If you want to understand it that way, it's actually not bad. Because..."
"I really like it." Yunhe said to Yuliu in a slow but serious tone.
Yunhe stared at Yuliu and spoke slowly.
But when he noticed a hint of surprise in those misty peach blossom eyes, he suddenly paused, his eyes turned slightly cold, and he glanced at Jiang Jingmo who was standing beside him, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Jiang Jingmo had not yet recovered from the shock of "Mr. Yunhe actually carried a pair of silk handkerchiefs that looked more exquisite than those used by girls". Suddenly, he was glanced at by the other party with a slight warning. He shuddered suddenly, lowered his head in an instant, took several steps back, and leaned his back against the roots of the weeping willow tree, trying hard to reduce his presence.
The movements were done in one go, as if they were ingrained in his bones, like a subconscious reaction.
Yun He then nodded slightly in satisfaction, retracting the little glance he had left. His eyes were clear and sincere, and when his slightly panicked expression was replaced by obvious doubt, he explained softly, "But I like it, only because of this embroidered handkerchief that you lent me before."
"...I gave it to you?" Upon hearing this, the mist in Yuliu's eyes became even thicker, and the tip of her small nose was lightly pink because she wrinkled it so hard.
Handkerchiefs and embroidered handkerchiefs have always been intimate items that we carry with us.
In the process of slowly weaving the silk threads into cloth, the straight warp yarns and the horizontal weft yarns are interwoven and compacted by hand one shuttle at a time. This method of spinning silk horizontally and vertically, where the horizontal threads are spinning horizontally and the vertical threads are spinning vertically, gradually began to happen. Before every festival, there are many young men and women who prefer to weave, carve and embroider a silk handkerchief for the one they love, instead of writing love lyrics or poems, to express their love and convey their feelings.
Although Yuliu always has a friendly and gentle smile on her face when meeting others, in fact, she has her own strict boundaries in her heart. The matter of giving a handkerchief is extremely ambiguous and obscure. Even if the handkerchief is not woven by Yuliu herself, she will definitely not give it to others casually, so as not to offend others and cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.
Yuliu didn't think she would give her handkerchief to anyone, nor did she remember giving Yunhe her embroidered handkerchief.
After all, there have only been a few things happening recently, and most of them happened in the Imperial Palace. There were countless eyes watching their every word and action. Yuliu firmly believed that she had never done such a thing.
The more Yuliu thought about it, the more puzzled she became. She raised her eyelids and stared suspiciously at Yunhe's clear black pupils, wanting to find out what was going on.
However, Yun He always had that calm and composed expression, allowing Yu Liu to look at him honestly and frankly, while returning his gaze with a gentle spring breeze, and speaking slowly and clearly, he said, "Miss, don't you remember?"
Yuliu: “……?”
Is she supposed to remember something?
Yu Liu was confused and puzzled, and the only thing that kept echoing in her mind was the deep tone of the system when it said "the destined person" last night.
When she heard what the system said, she felt a little disappointed: "Ah...it turns out there really is someone who is willing to treat me well with a sincere heart."
Then, while she was glad that Yunhe was not an enemy, she became a little confused: Why was Yunhe willing to be nice to her?
However, at this moment, Yuliu was facing Yunhe, and as their auras intertwined, she once again recalled the description of the destined person, and suddenly realized that this kind of identity seemed to sound like it was bound to be accompanied by entanglements.
Yuliu was certain that she had met Yunhe in the past half month.
Did they have a chance before?
Her willow eyes were slightly narrowed, and her peach blossom eyes still had a crescent-shaped smile, but the starlight flashing in her eyes made her suddenly look like an alert and cunning snow fox.
She suddenly discovered that in the nine world lines she had passed through in the past, the identities she had held were nothing more than a fugitive from a remote ethnic group, the only survivor in a city ravaged by war, identities that had no evidence and no place to be explored.
So Yuliu has always been very casual, and boldly introduced herself as Yuliu to others, and then made up a miserable and pitiful life story to suit different people.
However, in this world line, things seem to be a little different.
For the first time, she had her own residence, called Yuqingyuan;
For the first time, she had a surname, Su, and because of it, she also had a specific identity. She even had a friendly elder sister, Su Yunyue, who could shake hands with her and have a heart-to-heart talk with her.
Yuliu once looked in the mirror and was sure that it was her own face.
but……
Yuliu really didn't remember what embroidered handkerchief she had given to Yunhe, and as her thoughts wandered, she even began to suspect that this time her soul had actually traveled through time to become a "Yuliu" who looked very similar to her and whose body was perfectly compatible with hers, and it just so happened that this "Yuliu" had some entanglement with Yunhe in the past, so this happened... ?
The end of her eyebrow suddenly raised.
To be honest, Yuliu really didn't want to win Yunhe's favor because the trees were planted by their predecessors, and when they had grown into a tall forest, she came to enjoy the coolness.
Yuliu's gaze briefly fell on the night-blooming lotus embroidered handkerchief held in Yunhe's hand, and then her eyelids slowly lifted, causing layers of wrinkles on her double eyelids, and there was a hint of imperceptible displeasure at the corners of her eyes.
As her gaze gradually moved upwards, past Yun He's protruding Adam's apple, and fixed on Yun He's eyes again, Yu Liu slowly opened her mouth and asked, "Mr. Yun, what do you mean..."
"...How long ago should I remember what happened?"
Elm Willow's light grey pupils reflected the light of glass under the spring sunshine. From a distance her face looked like a smile of peach blossoms. Only if one looked carefully into her eyes could one detect a hint of displeasure.
Yunhe stared into Yuliu's eyes for a moment.
Suddenly, Yun He felt a sense of nervousness in his heart, thinking that if he said the wrong thing this time, he would probably never be able to set foot in Yuqing Courtyard again in his life.
【Author’s words】
Life-saving note 1: Night Lotus Flower and Night Lotus Flower, I didn’t make a mistake, the relationship between them can refer to the rose and white rose.
Life-saving note 2: The author does not have any gender stereotypes. It is a personal freedom for men and women to use any pattern.
Life-saving Note 3: About looking up some quoted/paraphrased information on the Internet
Cloth is made by interweaving straight warp yarns and horizontal weft yarns. In the past, there were many kinds of looms... The hand loom, the warp yarn shaft head is installed at the back of the loom, and then two palms are installed in front and back. There are two ropes on the top of each palm tied to a wooden shaft that can move up and down on the loom. There is a rope under each palm that is installed on the left and right wooden pedals. Next, the buckle is installed vertically on the shuttle rack that swings back and forth. There is a movable ring on each side of the shuttle rack that swings back and forth. It is installed in the upper pulley with a rope. The two pull ropes are then combined into a handle. There is a slide under the wooden frame to allow the shuttle to pass through. Finally, the empty warp shaft is fixed to the rack in front of the weaver's waist and the warp yarn is tightened. [But in fact, I refer more to the handicraft workshops I saw with my own eyes when I traveled to the ancient city before. The search is mainly to understand the names of the tools and their uses.]
2. The phrase “everything is connected” appears too many times in various places.
3. Transformed: I write neither love lyrics nor poems, but a white handkerchief to express my longing. My lover turns it over and over, and sees the horizontal and vertical threads.
Note: The weeping willows planted in the Yuliu Courtyard are designed not to produce catkins, but the flying poplars planted in Xiaoguo do produce catkins, and contact with them may cause skin allergies of varying degrees. [The catkins on the elm willows are from outside the Yuqing Courtyard.]
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