Chapter 117: A lackey since childhood
Shi Jianli found it a little funny. Every time when Sister Lin was with Prince Ji, she was always puffed up, but the air would deflate if poked, and she would become very soft.
There was a slight warmth on her lips, and Shi Jianli's attention was drawn back to look at Ming Zhaohuan.
Mingzhao also put the warm chestnuts on her lips and said with a smile: "Try it, it smells very sweet."
Shi Jianli opened her mouth and ate the chestnuts that he fed to her with her hand, her eyes slightly curved, "Delicious."
"I want to eat too." He gently poked her slightly puffed cheek with his fingertips.
Shi Jianli understood what he meant, and picked up a chestnut by the stove with a handkerchief. He lowered his head and peeled it carefully, then handed it to his lips.
Mingzhao still looked at her intently, smiled and put the chestnut in his mouth, his lips touching her fingertips.
Shi Jianli glanced at him, pursed her lips, withdrew her fingers, and turned her head away from him.
Mingzhao also took a handkerchief, held her wrist and wiped off the charcoal dust that had rubbed against her hand when she was peeling chestnuts. He peeled the rest for her with a smile on his face, and fed her some warm tea from time to time.
Mingyuelin and others have been divided into teams on the court. Mingyuelin, Ji Rangzhou, Ming Zhouqing, Zheng Leyun, and Mingyuesi are in one team, and Princess Kangning, Yu Heming, Yu Yiluo, Ming Zhouhe, and Lin Tingwan are in another team, with exactly five people in each team.
The whistle sounded and the two teams started moving.
The dimming sun shifted, and for who knows how many times he had run far away to intercept the ball and then hit it into the net. Ming Zhou and Ce Ma returned to Lin Ting Wan's side. He leaned one hand on his waist and stared at her for a long moment, half-jokingly saying, "Miss Lin, can we have some tacit understanding? Can you hold back a little?"
He didn't know if she was excited or what, but every time she hit the ball to the side, he had to work very hard to catch it back.
"Otherwise, the first thing my horse would do after returning to the stable today is to lie down on the ground and gasp for air."
Lin Tingwan spread his hands and smiled apologetically: "I'll try my best."
I got so excited while playing that I couldn't control my strength.
Young Master Ming San speaks quite humorously.
Ming Zhouhe nodded, turned the golf club around in his hand a few times, and looked at her with his head slightly tilted.
Princess Kangning got off the horse and said, "Let's go and rest for a while."
Yu Heming also jumped off his horse and followed Princess Kangning. "Princess, would you like me to massage your shoulders?"
Princess Corning turned her head and glanced at him, "Be careful of your appearance outside."
Lin Tingwan saw the two of them getting along for the first time and asked Yu Yiluo, "Does Prince Yu usually get along with the princess like this?"
Yu Yiluo nodded heavily and whispered in her ear: "My brother has been the princess's lackey since he was a child."
Lin Tingwan coughed lightly. There was no need to describe her brother like that. This somewhat shattered the image of the handsome and well-mannered Prince Yu in her mind.
Yu Heming turned around and said, "Yu Yiluo, what bad things are you saying about me again? Why don't you catch up?"
"No, when did I say anything bad about you? I was praising your deep friendship with the princess." Yu Yiluo blinked innocently and smiled at him ingratiatingly.
Seeing this, Lin Tingwan suppressed the curve of her lips. She felt that the brother and sister actually had similar personalities, and their expressions of flattery were exactly the same.
When they got to the shed, Mingzhao poured a cup of tea for Mingyuelin and the others, "Moisten your throat."
Shi Jianli was holding a bowl of soup, her face flushed red by the light of the charcoal fire.
Mingyuelin stood next to her and asked, "Sister Li, what are you drinking?"
"Would you like some warming ginger soup?" Shi Jianli handed the bowl to her.
She just didn't want to drink.
Ming Yuelin quickly shook his head, "You should drink it, the ginger soup doesn't taste good at all."
Shi Jianli nodded, took two sips and pushed it in front of Ming Zhaohuan.
Mingzhao couldn't help laughing.
The servants of the imperial farm brought the food over and placed it on the table.
Ming Yuelin poked Princess Kangning, who was sitting next to him, and asked gossipingly, "Princess, when are you and Brother Yu getting married?"
"I'll send you invitations next February." Princess Kangning tilted her head and asked, "Are you asking this because you also want to get married?"
As luck would have it, Ji Rangzhou was sitting next to Yu Heming. Having good hearing, he turned around and looked over.
Facing Ji Rangzhou's gaze, Ming Yuelin blushed again and again and coughed lightly, "No, I'm just curious. My eldest brother and Sister Li are getting married next year, and I thought it would be the same for you and Brother Yu."
"Shi Yaoyao, when is your wedding date?" Princess Kangning became interested.
Shi Jianli blinked, "...March."
Let's discuss this, okay?
"Then your injuries should have healed before you got there."
Shi Jianli nodded.
After they had rested enough and continued the second half, Mingzhao reached out to Shi Jianli, his fingertips explored her neck, found the laces of her cloak, and helped her take off the cloak.
Shi Jianli raised her eyes to look at him.
He looked up, stopped what he was doing, and looked at her. "Do you want to continue sitting here or walk with me? If we go out for a walk, I won't take off my clothes."
"Let's go out for a walk." Shi Jianli held his wrist, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.
Mingzhao stared at her for a moment, then quickly tied the belt back on. "Yaoyao, you're so good at acting like a spoiled child."
Shi Jianli blinked, "...I'm not acting like a spoiled child."
Mingzhao didn't refute yet, just tapped her brow and said, "Let's go."
The two walked around the fence of the court several times, looking at them from time to time.
Lin Tingwan is a good ball-grabber. After the first half, Ming Zhouhe roughly knew where Lin Tingwan's strength could hit the ball and where he liked to send the ball. Therefore, he did not rush to grab the ball. He just hung around the edge of the opponent's fence and waited for Lin Tingwan to send the ball to him before swinging the club into the net.
You will get what you want if you wait.
Shi Jianli found it interesting and stopped.
Mingzhao was still standing on the side where the wind was blowing, blocking most of the cold wind for her.
Shi Jianli moved closer to him, "Cousin and Tingwan work together quite well."
Mingzhao nodded, and took her hand quietly under the cover of his wide sleeves, "I'll play with you next spring."
"good."
After having lunch at the imperial farm, Princess Kangning invited others to play chess, and they only left after they had a great time.
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Lin Tingwan returned to the city and strolled around before returning home. It was dinner time when she arrived. As she entered her mother's yard, she heard her mother ask her brother, "Of all your colleagues, which one is the best and still unengaged?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"Besides choosing a husband for your second sister, what else can I do? Wan'er has been with your grandmother in Jiangnan for so long, she's sixteen or seventeen now, and it's time for her to get married."
Lin Tingwan poked her head in and saw that her mother had a worried look on her face, while her elder brother and sister-in-law were sitting beside her to keep her company.
Brother Lin thought about it carefully and replied, "Yes, we do have several. What kind do you want?"
Mrs. Lin saw Lin Tingwan peeking out and waved at her, "You've been out all day, you must have had a blast, right? You only remembered to come back after dinner."
"You heard it too. What kind of husband do you want? A scholar or a warrior?"
Lin Tingwan sat obediently beside Mrs. Lin and glanced at Big Brother Lin. "Anyway, I'm not looking for a big and strong guy like Big Brother. He's too rough. Big Brother's colleagues are probably like him, like charcoal."
Brother Lin chuckled and said, "Then let mother find it for you."
Madam Lin patted her head and said, "Stop talking nonsense. What's wrong with your elder brother? He's simple-minded and looks easy to bully. He'll hit you wherever you point your finger."
Brother Lin: “…”
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