Chapter 627 A Dream of Youth 159
"Waaah~"
Snowball poked its head out of the carriage and saw Xie Ning coming out carrying a basket, so it happily jumped down.
Xie Ning hugged Snowball's big head, "Why are you here?"
Fortunately, Snowball is familiar with the horses at home, otherwise it would have been very easy to frighten them.
Snowball is a wolf, so it's impossible for it not to have wild instincts. Xie Ning usually keeps it at home when he goes out, and only takes it with him when he has free time. Occasionally, he will also take it into the palace to play.
"Girl, why are you so wet?"
Qingxu and Qingle hurriedly tidied up Xie Ning. Although Xie Ning had already tidied herself up in the palace, she was not wearing the clothes she had worn before leaving the palace, and she could not change her undergarments. Her hair was still wet and she had only tied it up simply.
Naturally, it couldn't escape the maid's eyes.
"It's alright, just get me some spare clothes to change into." It's best not to discuss palace secrets.
The carriage was spacious enough to comfortably accommodate the three of them and a wolf.
After changing Xie Ning into new clothes, Qingxu and Qingle took out handkerchiefs to dry Xie Ning's hair. "Snowball hasn't come out for several days. Didn't you say you'd take it out for a stroll at the night market today?"
Xie Ning slapped her forehead; she had forgotten.
"I'm afraid we won't be able to visit the night market today. Let's leave the city and go straight to the weaving workshop. Qingyue, go back and tell your mother later." Otherwise, she'll worry.
"yes."
Because the journey to the manor was long, Xie Ning covered herself with a small quilt, let her hair down, and fell asleep. Even when the carriage stopped, she did not wake up. She only vaguely sensed her surroundings before turning over, arching her back, and falling into a deep sleep again.
If only the carriage were a little smoother, this kind of weather after the rain is perfect for sleeping. The faint sounds of smoke and people around are not noisy, but only make one more sleepy.
Qingxu noticed that Xie Ning's cheeks were slightly flushed and there seemed to be beads of sweat on her forehead as she slept, so she took a handkerchief to wipe them off for her and then gently fanned her with a round fan.
He glanced at the sky outside, frowned slightly, and said to Qing Le beside him, "Go and buy some sesame cakes, two with preserved vegetables and two with mutton. We'll be out of town, and it will be late when we get to the village."
As for whether they would encounter any dangers on the road, Qingxu glanced at the white wolf sleeping soundly next to Xie Ning and thought that others should be the ones to worry.
"Is this enough? Sister Qingxu, you haven't eaten yet. Let's buy another serving of lotus flower pastries. The girl likes them too. There are also vendors selling sweet lotus root slices on this street. I'll buy a bowl."
Qing Le was counting what food was available on this street, and her mouth was practically watering with cravings.
"You just want to eat it, right? Go ahead and buy yourself something nice to eat. It's so hot these days, rock sugar lotus root slices are the best way to cool down."
Their monthly allowance is not bad; they can afford to buy nice food and clothes on a regular basis.
Qing Le smiled sheepishly. She was indeed a little hungry. Her home wasn't here, and Qing Xu had to send some money home. As for her, she only cared about eating and drinking when she had money, so she couldn't resist the cravings in her stomach.
As soon as I got off the bus, I saw an old man dressed in coarse linen clothes holding up a wooden sign, sitting cross-legged and calling out, "Look at the peach blossoms!"
Some people believe it, and some don't, but there are many onlookers, after all, who doesn't want a good marriage?
Even if it's just a bluff, many people are willing to spend a little money to buy some happiness.
Qing Le also stood and glanced at it before turning her head to the opposite side, where there were a row of food stalls and the most people.
As dusk falls and the air grows cool, many people take advantage of the cool weather to go out for a stroll, while there are even fewer people at midday.
Having already bought four pancakes, Qing Le glanced at the old woman selling pancakes and couldn't resist buying two more small bags.
One bag was given to the girls to eat, and a small bag was taken back by her. I don't know if Mo Shu likes pancakes.
The young lady, Qianqiao, was betrothed to Moqi, who served the young master. It was said that Qianqiao herself had asked for the marriage.
She also often saw Sister Qianqiao giving Moqi shoes and socks!
Although Moqi is honest and kind, she can be just as loud and boisterous as her husband at times. However, she is good to Qianqiao, and she always brings food for her when she goes out with her husband.
Ink calligraphy is different...
Qingyue sighed silently in her heart. Moshu was more composed, perhaps because he often accompanied the master. He never showed his emotions and was usually gentle and polite, and he did things flawlessly.
She didn't know why she had come to like calligraphy; perhaps it was because she misread a word next to the rockery, which elicited a soft laugh...
Later, Qingli left, and the girl was busy. When she didn't know something, she would ask Moshu. They shouldn't have gotten so close, but she couldn't help it.
Although Mo Shu was of average appearance and not as handsome as Mo Qi, she loved the way his eyes looked at her, like water.
Qingxu said that Moshu was much older than her and not suitable for her, but how would she know if she didn't try?
When I get home today, I'll ask Moshu Pancakes if they're delicious and if I'd like to eat them every day!
In a good mood, Qing Le carried her basket back home. Her bright eyes reflected the twilight scene: children in the city were laughing and running around, their windmills spinning in the wind. The summer heat was not over, and flowers were everywhere. Only the gentle breeze could truly complement the sunset.
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