Liang Wushuang saw that the jade bottle was transparent and not like an ordinary object, so he reached out to take it. The jade bottle felt warm to the touch. The bottle itself was so beautiful and precious, not to mention that the paste inside was made of Tianshan Snow Lotus.
Seeing Yang Jiyan being so generous, Liang Wushuang couldn't help but look at her with a higher opinion. "Well, since this girl has spoken for you, let's forget about what happened today. But if you are so careless next time and offend other guests, you may not be as easy to talk to as I am."
The shopkeeper supported the clerk, bent over and said repeatedly, "Miss, you are so generous. This boy is lucky to have met two such kind-hearted living Bodhisattvas!"
Seeing that Liang Wushuang didn't pursue the matter any further with a sullen look on his face, the shopkeeper hurriedly helped the clerk downstairs to treat his injuries, and asked someone to serve them a pot of the most expensive Laojunmei in the store.
"This Laojunmei is quite good. Miss, you might as well sit down and try it. Although there was some unpleasantness, this is also a kind of fate." Yang Jiyan invited Liang Wushuang with a smile. Her words were sincere and not flattering, as if she didn't know Liang Wushuang at all and just met her by chance in this teahouse.
Liang Wushuang was in a hurry to go upstairs. She thought for a moment, sat down at the tea table, and said to another maid beside her, "Go check on Huaxi. Why isn't she well yet?"
The maidservant was concerned about Liang Wushuang's safety and did not dare to leave her side easily, for fear that something might happen to her. Although the Governor was extremely powerful and everyone had to respect him on the surface, they hated him secretly and there were many people who wanted to kill him.
"Madam, it's not good for you to be left alone to serve you. I'd better stay with you. Huaxi should be back after changing her clothes." The maid Qiushi chose her words carefully.
There was a hint of impatience between Liang Wushuang's brows, which diluted the elegance and gentleness between her brows, but she was completely unaware of it.
"Just go when I tell you to go. I'm not a child and I can't live without someone by my side." Liang Wushuang said indifferently, "Or do you mean I can't live without you?"
Qiu Shi could only say, "I'll be back soon."
After Qiushi left, Yang Jiyan personally poured Liang Wushuang a cup of tea, pushed it in front of her, and said with a smile, "Young lady, don't be angry. I think your two maids are loyal. Although they don't talk much, they always think about you in everything."
Liang Wushuang picked up the teacup and took a sip. She sent Qiushi away and was planning to take the opportunity to go to the second floor.
But ever since she had a falling out with Liu Miwu, she no longer had anyone she could confide in and talk to. And seeing that Yang Jiyan was generous and spoke and acted like a young lady from a prominent family, she developed a desire to get to know her.
"Although my two maids are loyal to their master, they are too tactless and always try to control me as their master." Liang Wushuang looked troubled and asked Yang Jiyan, "Which mansion is this young lady from?"
The maid next to Yang Jiyan said, "My eldest daughter is the daughter of the new Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Lord Yang."
"It turns out to be Miss Yang, nice to meet you." Liang Wushuang thought to himself that the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel was a third-rank official, and it would not be considered an insult to her status to have contact with Miss Yang.
Yang Jiyan smiled faintly, "I just heard the maidservant beside you call you Madam. Forgive my ignorance, but your hair is not tied up. Does that mean you are married? If my words are offensive, I hope you will forgive me."
Most of the married women in Taiyan would tie up their hair, unlike unmarried girls who would tie their hair into a bun and let some of their hair fall down.
Liang Wushuang rubbed the teacup in his hand and said, "It can be considered as getting married."
"My name is Yang Jiyan, and it's not long since my 17th birthday. If you were older than me, could I call you sister? It would be too awkward for us to talk to each other like that." Yang Jiyan said with a smile.
Seeing that she was so easy to get along with even though she didn't know her identity, Liang Wushuang thought that she was indeed a woman with a good personality, so he smiled and said, "Although I am the same age as you, I was born in January, which makes me a few months older than you. I deserve to call you sister. My last name is Liang."
Yang Jiyan said affectionately, "Sister Liang, I liked you the moment I saw you. When we talked, I felt that we had similar personalities. My father was sent out to serve as an official a few years ago and has only recently returned to Beijing. I don't know anyone in Beijing, so it's great that I can get to know you. You can come to Nanba Hutong to visit me in the future."
When Liang Wushuang heard that she had just returned to the capital, he became more sincere. Most of the young ladies from noble families in the capital were in collusion with each other, arrogant and proud, just like Liu Miwu. She was just an oiran in a restaurant, but she was arrogant and conceited, relying on her talent to be very noble.
She saw that Yang Jiyan was simple-minded. After just a few words, she introduced herself to him innocently. She smiled slowly and said, "Okay, I don't know many people in Beijing. We can travel together in the future."
Yang Jiyan had achieved her goal. She knew that haste makes waste. She couldn't reveal her goal and intentions yet. She looked at Liang Wushuang's face innocently, "Sister, your skin is so clear and bright. It's so beautiful without makeup. What do you usually use to put on your face? I don't know if it's because you stayed in a remote place for too long, but the skin on your face always feels a little rough."
Liang Wushuang subconsciously touched his face, and a smile spread across his lips at the compliment. "I don't usually put anything on my face, but I like to wash my face with soy milk. You can try it too."
The women talked about appearance and always had endless things to say. Liang Wushuang couldn't sit still any longer. Seeing that Huaxi and Qiushi hadn't come back yet, she put down her teacup, stood up and said, "I have something else to do. I have to go upstairs. I'll find Sister Yang to have tea with me another day when I have time."
Yang Jiyan stopped when she saw that things were going well, and hurriedly said, "Sister Liang, go and do your work, don't let me delay your work."
She had had people keeping an eye on Liang Wushuang's whereabouts for a long time, but Liang Wushuang didn't like to go out much. Unfortunately, it snowed a few days ago. Today, when the person who was following her sent back a message saying that Liang Wushuang had come to this teahouse, she couldn't wait to rush over.
But after arriving at the teahouse, the person who was following them said that Liang Wushuang had already gone downstairs and left.
Yang Jiyan was extremely disappointed, but she didn't expect that there was a destiny in the world. Just when she was about to leave, she saw Liang Wushuang entering the teahouse again.
With an idea in mind, Yang Jiyan deliberately tripped the waiter who was pouring tea when Liang Wushuang passed by her tea table, using this kick to create an opportunity to get to know Liang Wushuang.
Liang Wushuang was unaware of this. She lifted her skirt and was about to step onto the wooden escalator when a group of servants with stern faces, dressed in brown clothes, white leather boots and black robes, came in one after another. They were so powerful that they surrounded the entire teahouse and stood quietly in rows, as if they were respectfully waiting for someone to come in.
The noise in the teahouse stagnated. Someone saw these people wearing pointed hats and recognized them as the guards of the Eastern Depot. He whispered, "They are from the Eastern Depot..."
Suddenly, the tea room on the first floor was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and there was no sound at all.
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