Chapter 124 Birthday Celebration
Jiang Lin's heart stirred slightly, but his body moved faster than his thoughts. He put his arm around Qin Xiangnuan's waist and tapped his feet lightly, stepping on a few bricks and treetops. Qin Xiangnuan only heard a few gusts of wind in her ears, and the next second, she was sitting firmly on the eaves. Is this what they call Qinggong? She admired him in her heart, but her expression did not show it. She simply took out another wine jug from her bosom and handed it to him, "Come! Let's raise our glasses to the bright moon."
"Okay." Jiang Lin felt a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted his mood.
It was just her birthday, but it was nice to be able to admire the moon with her. Jiang Lin raised his head to drink, a few drops of wine running down the corner of his mouth. "Good wine," he praised, his eyes casually glancing at Qin Xiangnuan's profile. Seeing that she had taken a few sips of strong liquor but didn't seem drunk at all, he asked curiously, "Did the general let you drink?" In the capital, it was rare for women to drink alcohol. If they drank two glasses of cold water, they would be scolded.
Not to mention such a strong liquor.
"Daddy never taught me, and before today, Mom and Grandmother probably didn't even know I could drink." Qin Xiangnuan spoke frankly, "People say drinking helps you drown your sorrows, but after a few jars of wine, your worries aren't resolved, and you'll wake up the next morning with excruciating pain. Alcohol has no benefits at all. Although I can drink, I never drink in front of others. Today I'm just getting drunk with the prince, so you must keep it a secret for me."
Qin Xiangnuan raised her little finger and shook it twice in front of Jiang Lin, with a kind of Beibei charm, as if she was a girl of five or six years old.
Jiang Lin was amused by her appearance, and naturally raised his hand and shook hands with her.
"I'm so honored. I'm truly grateful for Miss Third's favor." Jiang Lin lowered his posture and said jokingly. Qin Xiangnuan raised an eyebrow, tilted his head back and took another sip, mumbling, "Of course, to me, you're a little special." Qin Xiangnuan deliberately spoke in a very low voice, but it was loud enough for Jiang Lin to hear.
Jiang Lin's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward slightly, wanting to ask, "Why?"
His heart beat faster and faster, as if he was waiting for Qin Xiangnuan's answer. There was silence on the roof for a moment. Qin Xiangnuan supported herself on the ridge with her hands and shakily stood up. She swayed her body back and forth, waving her arms and saying, "Beautiful scenery, I almost forgot something important. You sit here quietly and wait for me! Don't run around! Got it?" Qin Xiangnuan climbed down the wooden ladder next to her and quickly disappeared into the courtyard.
Jiang Lin didn't wait for a response, but just sat there quietly.
I don't know how much time passed until my body became a little stiff from the cold wind. Maybe she had forgotten the promise and would never come back. Jiang Lin thought silently in his heart. When he got up to leave, he saw a petite figure poking his head out from the wooden ladder. She only used one hand to hold the ladder, and the other hand carefully protected the bowl of soup in her arms. "Come here, give me a hand," Qin Xiangnuan said with a hint of complaint.
"This is……?"
As Jiang Lin walked in, he was greeted by a wafting aroma. He glanced at Qin Xiangnuan's hands and saw she was holding a bowl of hot noodle soup topped with a few emerald green leaves and an egg. "Today is your birthday, so I don't have much to offer. Gold, silver, jewelry, and other rare treasures are commonplace for the prince of Xiaoyao Marquis's mansion. After much thought, I decided to make you a bowl of birthday noodles."
"Don't be fooled by his ordinary appearance. You can ask Anliu. He begged me to do more, but I refused."
Qin Xiangnuan raised her chin proudly and spoke proudly. Jiang Lin took the bowl of soup and felt the high temperature. He looked away and saw that Qin Xiangnuan's fingers were already red from the heat. He didn't look at her face, but instead grabbed Qin Xiangnuan's hand, frowned and said, "You are so careless."
"This noodle must be eaten while hot, otherwise it will be bad."
Qin Xiangnuan tried to pull her hand back, warning him, but Jiang Lin refused. He held her wrist tightly, pulled out a porcelain bottle, scooped out some ointment, and gently applied it to her finger. The cool ointment alleviated some of the pain from the burn. "Prince, noodles! I spent a lot of effort making them!" Qin Xiangnuan looked at the noodles, which were about to stick together, with distress, and urged anxiously.
Her movements were a bit rough, and she completely forgot that they were still on the roof.
Jiang Lin supported her, but lost his balance, and the tiles beneath their feet gave way, nearly tumbling down. In a moment of panic, Jiang Lin hugged Qin Xiangnuan tightly, holding onto the eaves with one hand, barely managing to avoid falling. He pressed Qin Xiangnuan against the eaves, their bodies pressed together. The crisis was over, and while they breathed a sigh of relief, they could feel the touch of their skin. Especially when Jiang Lin felt the softness of her chest pressing against his, he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.
"Sir, you can put me down now."
Qin Xiangnuan blushed to her ears as she spoke in a warning tone. Jiang Lin cleared his throat, looked away, and put his hand on Qin Xiangnuan's waist, letting her sit back on the eaves before letting go. They were both embarrassed, not knowing what to say. Jiang Lin saw the bowl of noodles beside him, picked it up, picked up two noodles, and put them in his mouth to taste.
This noodle is still made with chicken powder, and Qin Xiangnuan makes it purely by hand. Not only are the noodles chewy, but they also taste better than ordinary chicken soup noodles.
"Undercurrent told me that today is your birthday."
Seeing his pleased expression, Qin Xiangnuan ate most of it in a blink of an eye, raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, supported her chin with her hand, and said softly, "On New Year's Eve, everyone is busy with important things and may ignore your emotions. But think about it, everyone is celebrating on this day. If you think of all that as celebrating your birthday, would you feel better?" Qin Xiangnuan was really unfamiliar with the ability to comfort people.
She tried her best to choose nice words, but when she said them, they always sounded a little strange.
Jiang Lin shook his head and smiled faintly, "Where does this nonsense come from?" He didn't refute, but just buried his head in eating the noodles, until there was no soup left in the bowl, and then he put it aside with satisfaction. Qin Xiangnuan looked at him and asked softly in the moonlight, "Are you sad?"
"Are you asking about me now, or me in the past?"
Jiang Lin didn't hide anything, looking up at the bright moon. "When I was young and ignorant, I naturally cried and made a scene. I even asked my father why other friends' birthdays were celebrated with such fanfare, inviting friends and guests, and even preparing for them days in advance. But I could never make a public announcement. Even when people in the mansion wanted to celebrate for me, he scolded them back."
"Unfortunately, there is no answer."
Xiaoyao Hou loved him very much and almost always granted his requests, except for this one thing...
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