Chapter 1175 If you are pleased with me, then breathe 29
As she finished speaking, the hint deep in the girl's almond-shaped eyes turned into a smile that spread outwards.
Her soft voice was sweeter than usual, and she crisply uttered the word "good".
The man's pupils dilated slightly, his large hand, hidden under his sleeve, clenched into a fist, his face remaining calm and composed. "In that case, I'll leave it to Miss Lin."
Behind the desk, there was an identical chair, except the one on the right was adorned with a flower wreath.
The small object used to hold the pen was replaced with a sunflower instead of a rockery.
Even on the windowsill supporting the wooden window, there were two more pots of sunflowers.
However, Song Jinhuan didn't think much of it, assuming that she hadn't seen the study's furnishings clearly last time, and that Xuanhe genuinely liked sunflowers.
While the scriptures were being copied, the steward brought tea, candied fruit, and some fruit.
"Does Miss Lin have any particular taste preferences?" the butler asked before leaving.
Song Jinhuan slightly raised the brush in her hand, paused, and subconsciously looked at Xuanhe.
Xuanhe: "The host follows the guest's wishes. Miss Lin, please feel free to give your instructions."
Song Jinhuan didn't stand on ceremony with him, "Don't make it too salty, don't make it too spicy, but slightly spicier than mild, not medium spicy, and with a hint of sweetness."
The steward memorized every word and, turning to Xuanhe, confidently said, "This old servant has remembered!"
It had a rather boastful tone.
Xuanhe coughed lightly, "Go down."
Butler: "Alright!"
It's clear the butler was in a good mood.
Song Jinhuan was grateful and prayed wholeheartedly while copying the scriptures. After copying the Medicine Buddha Sutra and the Heart Sutra, he copied the Ksitigarbha Sutra for him.
However, only one-third of the Ksitigarbha Sutra was copied before it was time for his meal.
The housekeeper came to inform them, and Song Jinhuan looked conflicted.
Taking the opportunity, Xuanhe said considerately, "It's alright, let's eat first."
"If there's an opportunity in the future, just keep copying."
Song Jinhuan thought about it and realized it made sense. "Elder Xuan, please keep it for me."
This request was exactly what Xuanhe wanted to hear.
Today is neither the first nor the fifteenth of the lunar month.
Song Jinhuan could eat meat to his heart's content, his appetite was completely satisfied, and he said in high spirits, "Thank you for your hospitality, Elder Xuan. The new chef in the manor is truly skilled."
She gave a thumbs-up and gestured next to her small, palm-sized face.
Her almond-shaped eyes shone brightly, radiating a captivating charm.
Xuanhe smiled but remained silent.
Rounding it off, since it includes the Xuanfu (玄府) designation, let's just say it's a compliment.
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As darkness fell, Song Jinhuan boarded the carriage.
After the horse had traveled some distance, Song Jinhuan had a sudden thought and lifted the curtain at the window.
The man, like a jade tree in the sky, gazes into the distance.
Upon seeing the little head suddenly peek out, I was taken aback at first, then gently waved goodbye silently.
Song Jinhuan lay there watching for a while before retreating back into the carriage.
Even though it was already too dark to see the other person clearly, she could still tell that the other person was in a good mood.
At Cining Palace, Song Jinhuan gave a brief reply.
The Empress Dowager looked the man up and down, feeling slightly relieved. "You said that Elder Xuan kept you to copy scriptures and even treated you to a meal."
Song Jinhuan nodded. "Empress Dowager, how did you know that Elder Xuan needed scriptures?"
The Empress Dowager looked at her meaningfully, "How could I refuse such a gift from you?"
That's true.
Her status as Empress Dowager speaks for itself.
Xuanhe always had to give the royal family some face.
Empress Dowager: "Tomorrow is the Flower Street Festival. You should rest early today. You may leave."
Song Jinhuan curtsied and took his leave.
Granny Zhang: "Elder Xuan doesn't seem to take the rumors seriously."
The Empress Dowager smiled knowingly; sending the scriptures was merely a test.
If Xuanhe refuses to let Aqiong out, it means he has no interest in Aqiong.
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