Chapter 142: Apologize
Faced with Li Nuo's attempt to stay, Li Anning turned around and left without hesitation.
Sisters Mu'er and Ning'er also went back to their room to sleep.
Before leaving, Song Muer glanced at the two quilts and sighed softly.
There was nothing she could do now.
After seeing Mu'er off, Li Nuo closed the door.
He had an illusion that the whole world was against him today.
I had already taken a crucial step with my wife last night.
It went back again today.
There was an extra quilt in the room for no apparent reason.
Li Anning refused to sleep in her bed last time, and this time she refused to sleep in the Song family.
Could it be that this was God's reminder to him that the time was not yet ripe?
Over the past month, the relationship with his wife has indeed progressed rapidly. Li Nuo is well aware that too much is as bad as too little.
Acting too hastily may backfire.
He spread out his quilt and said, "Go to sleep."
Song Jiaren lay on the bed, feeling relieved but also a little disappointed.
Who put the quilt there?
Song Mansion, a small courtyard where sundries are stored.
Inside a room.
The room was dim and there was no light.
The woman curled up on the bed without a quilt. Although she felt a little cold, her heart was warm.
Although the senior sister promised not to reveal her whereabouts, they still couldn't live there anymore just in case.
The most dangerous place is the safest place.
That woman will never find this place.
I have to ask Ning'er to find another quilt tomorrow. Although she is not afraid of the cold, who doesn't want to sleep comfortably...
Early the next morning.
After Li Nuo got up and washed, he specifically asked Butler Wu.
Old Wu said that the bed and quilt were not given by him.
The maids in charge of this place in the Song Mansion also said they didn't know.
That's strange, who is so nosy?
It's really weird.
It’s understandable if something is lost at home, but how could there be suddenly an extra thing, a quilt at that?
Li Nuo did not go to the Ministry of Justice in the morning. Li An Ning had returned, so he didn't need to keep an eye on the place. If there was any major case, she would definitely not forget him.
At noon, Song Yu walked into the courtyard.
He held a pot of flowers in his arms and said, "Brother-in-law, I just came back from Yuyin Pavilion. Miss Fenghuang asked me to give this to you. She said that you and Jiaren like to arrange flowers..."
Li Nuo looked up and said, "Who said I like flower arrangement? Send it back to her next time you go to Yuyin Pavilion."
Song Yu was stunned: "Ah?"
Li Nuo said: "What? If you have nothing else to do, go now."
It is indeed not easy for a weak woman like her to manage Yuyin Pavilion so well.
If she had said directly that she needed some poetry to build momentum, Li Nuo would not even accept the money.
Taking a step back, you can also use him.
But she shouldn't have involved her wife.
In order to please his stingy wife, he painted so much in the past month that his hands were almost broken. He also opened a bookstore, gave away poems, and took his wife out every day to show their love. It took a lot of effort to quell the rumors and please his wife.
If you apologize, you should look like you are apologizing.
As the culprit, she wanted to get rid of him by just putting a vase of flowers?
There is no such thing in the world.
A moment later, Yuyin Pavilion.
Fenghuang looked at the flower arrangement that Song Yu returned and sighed softly: "He still refuses to forgive me..."
Nightingale sat opposite her and said, "You really went too far in this matter."
This time, Fenghuang rarely argued with her.
If those playboys who coveted her beauty took advantage of her, she would not feel any guilt...
but……
Fenghuang looked at the health-preserving exercise book on the table, thinking back to the past, and her heart was overwhelmed with regret.
She lost a true friend.
Few men would consider her as a friend.
They approached her just to get her, with one exception.
Not only did he not covet her body, he was also her confidant.
After thinking for a long time, Fenghuang picked up the pot of flowers and said, "Yuanyang hasn't been to the Song Mansion for a long time..."
…
Song Mansion.
Li Nuo was practicing archery in the yard.
He looked at music scores, the five rituals, and practiced archery every day. This is what the imperial examination should be like.
He doesn't do any serious work every day, but just plays with Mu'er and makes his wife happy. By then, he will be proficient in all six arts. What will Song Yu think?
Practice makes perfect.
With more practice, his level improves every day.
As soon as Li Nuo thought of Song Yu, Song Yu appeared in his sight.
Beside him, there was Miss Yuanyang.
Behind them are Phoenix and Nightingale.
They had already walked in, and he had no time to hide. Li Nuo was shooting arrows on his own. Song Yu walked over and said, "Brother-in-law, Miss Fenghuang came to thank you. She said thank you for the poems you gave them. Otherwise, Yuyin Pavilion would not be here today..."
Li Nuo shot an arrow and corrected him, "That was not a gift, it was bought for one hundred taels of silver per song. It was just a transaction. There's nothing to thank for."
Fenghuang stepped forward and said softly, "I still have to thank you, sir. These poems cannot be bought with money outside."
Li Nuo didn't say anything else, and didn't even look at her. The atmosphere suddenly became cold.
Nightingale took the initiative to break the awkward situation, walked up to Li Nuo and said, "Young Master, your archery skills have improved a lot compared to last time, but if you had taken the influence of the wind into consideration, you could have shot the arrow closer to the center of the target. Let me teach you how to shoot more accurately in windy conditions..."
Nightingale's archery skills are indeed amazing.
The weather is not very good today and it is very windy in the yard.
The shooting range for the imperial examination is also outdoors. If it is windy, the archery test will be postponed, but if it is a breeze or the wind speed is not high, the archery test will proceed as usual.
In this case, we need to consider the effect of wind on the arrow.
Today's wind has exceeded the limits of the imperial examination.
But Nightingale still managed to hit the bull's eye accurately every time.
After learning from her for a while, Li Nuo benefited a lot and his shooting accuracy improved greatly.
After a while, Li Nuo felt his arms were a little sore, so he put down the bow and said, "Let's stop here for today. Thank you, Miss Nightingale."
The phoenix is the phoenix and the nightingale is the nightingale.
Although they are sisters, he has always been clear about gratitude and grudges.
Nightingale smiled for the first time and said, "You are very talented in archery. You can come to Yuyin Pavilion often in the future. I will teach you my archery skills without reservation..."
Li Nuo said: "Let's wait and see..."
At this time, Fenghuang said at the right time: "Fenghuang has composed a new song recently. Can you please give me some advice?"
Li Nuo waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I don't understand music."
Fenghuang did not give up and asked tentatively: "How about I play a song for you, sir?"
“No.”
Fenghuang placed the flowers in her arms on the table and said, "This vase of flowers..."
"don't want."
…
Song Yu had already noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Just as he was about to run away, Li Nuo glanced at him and said, "Where are you going?"
Song Yu smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm going to the toilet."
Li Nuo said: "If you are not in a hurry, just hold it in for now."
He left, leaving three women with him. Isn't this just asking for trouble?
By chance, Song Jiaren walked in from outside. Fenghuang picked up the pot of flowers, walked in front of her, and said with a smile: "I heard that Miss Song likes flowers. This vase of flowers is the best I have arranged recently. I give it to Miss Song..."
Li Nuo often brings flowers back from Yuyin Pavilion, and Song Jiaren is used to it. After she took them, Fenghuang said, "If Miss Song is interested in flower arrangement, I can teach you..."
Song Jiaren was slightly stunned and asked, "Can I learn it? I heard from my husband that it's very difficult..."
Phoenix immediately said: "Of course!"
Flower arrangement is difficult, but she is a phoenix. Although it is difficult for her to reach the level of a master, it is still very easy for her to get started.
For most people, getting started is enough.
The two walked into the room, and Phoenix noticed that there were a few more paintings hanging on the wall than when she was last here.
This person's painting skills are excellent. If he can improve a little more, he can be considered a master.
But compared to her, there is still a gap.
She was about to look away when she was suddenly stunned.
In one of the paintings, there are a few lotus flowers painted in the corner.
She was so familiar with this lotus. Both the composition and the details were exactly the same as her habits. She even thought she had painted it herself.
She looked at Song Jiaren and asked, "Miss Song, these paintings..."
Song Jiaren said: "My husband painted it."
Phoenix looked at the lotus again.
He was her soulmate not only in music, but also in painting.
But she screwed it all up.
She first bowed to Song Jiaren apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Song, I have caused you trouble these days. It's all my fault for not stopping those rumors in time..."
Song Jiaren didn't say anything.
When she first heard those rumors, she was indeed a little angry.
Later I gradually got used to it.
She knew very well what kind of person her husband was. She had seen everything he had done in the past month. Why should she get angry over some stupid rumors?
Fenghuang did not go into details on this issue and said, "Let me teach you some basic principles of flower arrangement first..."
After a long time, Fenghuang disassembled the vase of flowers and said to Song Jiaren, "Miss Song, you can arrange the flowers again according to what I taught you just now. It doesn't have to be the same as before. You can follow your own ideas."
moment.
Fenghuang looked at the flowers that Song Jiaren had arranged, thought for a moment, looked at her, and asked, "I wonder if Miss Song is interested in music?"
Song Jiaren nodded slightly.
She probably didn't have any talent for flower arrangement. There was a piano in the room, so Fenghuang walked over to it and said, "How about I teach you how to play the piano?"
Another moment.
Phoenix's face was a little pale.
The hairs on her smooth, white arms stood on end, her head was buzzing, and she felt unwell.
She forced a smile on her face and said to Song Jiaren who was sitting next to the piano: "How about we learn flower arrangement? I think you are more talented in flower arrangement..."
(End of this chapter)
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