It was the end of the afternoon, and the autumn sun shone obliquely, as if covered with a thin layer of yellow and orange powder. The setting sun melted gold and shone through the window next to the desk, making Zhou Jing'an's study warm.
Jiang Ling is here?
Zhou Jing'an's depressed heart suddenly jumped up again, but it fell again in an instant. He frowned and lowered his eyes, "Who is she looking for?"
Ye Song also noticed that something was wrong with Zhou Jing'an at this time, and said softly: "Miss Jiang went to the young lady's Biluozhai."
Sure enough, Zhou Jingan pursed his lips.
She would not come to him.
He picked up the pen again, wanting to practice calligraphy and calm his mind.
He had just written the word "Jing" when he couldn't help but want to ask Ye Bai to continue investigating. He wanted to know Wan Ran's identity, his relationship with Jiang Ling, and how many times they had met.
Zhou Jing'an just raised his head and his eyes were attracted by the figure slowly walking towards the window.
The visitor was wearing a crescent-white cross-collared skirt with orchids embroidered on the hem, and a light yellow rabbit fur cape dotted with white lilies.
Her hair was combed into a bun called Chaoyun Jinxiang, with a pearl hairpin inlaid with gold and jade hanging down to the side of her face. The gold hairpins and yellow silk flowers on her bun were also gilded by the autumn sun. The Hetian jade hairpin made of Liuyun looked even warmer and smoother when illuminated by the warm sun.
She walked slowly, taking small steps, her skirt lifted slightly, her steps were graceful, and her hairpins swayed lightly. The autumn sun shone lightly on her body, casting a layer of gentle warm light all over her.
The person who came was Jiang Ling.
There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyes were clear and bright, her skin was white and smooth, and her whole face was elegant and soft under the warm light. She was looking at him through the window.
[Ding~ The protagonist's favorability increased by two points, and his loyalty increased by 2%. The current favorability is 78, and the loyalty is 23%.]
Zhou Jing'an felt that his heart, which had been heavy as if weighed by a huge stone just now, suddenly became unstable. As Jiang Ling's smiles and frowns swayed left and right, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his mouth. His eyes softened and he just looked at Jiang Ling quietly.
Listening to the system broadcast sound that she hadn't heard for a long time, Jiang Ling felt that it sounded so good.
As favorability and loyalty gradually increase, it becomes increasingly difficult to increase them.
Jiang Ling stopped and just looked at him, tilting her head and smiling, "I wonder if you can let Ling'er in. I have something to say to Lord Zhou."
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Zhou Huanan felt that she was just a messenger used by the two men, and now they still needed her to cover for them.
But she really doesn't want to see the two of them being so affectionate!
She looked up at the two people in the study, rolled her eyes, and called Ye Bai and Ye Song to come and practice sword with her. The three of them started practicing in the small courtyard of Xibaoxuan.
The fight outside was intense, but inside the house was quiet.
Zhou Jing'an glanced nervously around his study and thought the decoration was pretty good.
But Jiang Ling was thinking about how to start.
She hesitated for a moment, then looked up at him and said, "I came here today to tell you that those rumors are false."
They are all fake, so don't bother checking them.
But she didn't know what Zhou Jing'an understood it to mean. Her eyes lit up in an instant, full of disbelief and joy.
Zhou Jing'an was very excited.
Was Ling'er afraid that he would get jealous and misunderstand, so she came here to explain to him?
Jiang Ling continued, "I did leave the city that day, but I didn't go there to meet a man privately."
Looking at her bright eyes, Zhou Jing'an's heart suddenly calmed down.
He smiled lightly and said, "Well, I believe you."
Jiang Ling tilted her head to look at him. How could he believe it so easily?
Didn't he check out those rumors?
Then she would be incriminating herself.
Jiang Ling was secretly regretting it when she heard Zhou Jing'an hesitantly ask her: "That painting..."
His eyelashes trembled slightly, his lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't know how to ask.
Jiang Ling was silent for a moment, and then went to check.
She pondered for a moment and explained to him, "Wanran, you still remember him, right? He was the dancer from Ruyifang. He was beaten and insulted by Huang Shou and was seriously injured. I saved him and redeemed him at the same time."
She wasn't lying.
"He wanted to leave the capital and stop making a living as a musician, but I was afraid Huang Shou wouldn't let him go, so I sent him to Yunwu Peak for treatment. I left after he recovered."
She really didn't lie, she just gave a rough account of the facts while avoiding the important points.
Zhou Jing listened to her explanation quietly. Jiang Ling's eyes were sincere but a little anxious, as if she was really afraid that he would misunderstand.
Jiang Ling said, "The painting was a condition for the doctor's treatment. Wanran is half my friend, so I asked you for it on that basis."
Jiang Ling stood up and bowed to him, saying softly, "I'm sorry, Master Zhou, Ling'er didn't tell you the reason."
Seeing her salute, Zhou Jingan quickly stood up and moved away, waving his hand and saying, "It's okay, I don't blame you."
She was afraid that he would misunderstand this matter, so she went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to explain to him. Zhou Jing'an's mood instantly improved, and he no longer blamed her.
Isn't it just a painting?
Even if it was hundreds or thousands of paintings, if she wanted them, he would give them to her.
It’s just...she and Wanran.
Zhou Jing'an lowered his eyes, stroking the corner of his clothes with his fingers, and said stammeringly: "I just heard that you and Wanran..."
He looked at Jiang Ling, his ears already red. "How do you treat him?"
Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
This is jealousy.
She smiled faintly, tilted her head and teased him, "What do you think of Wanran, Lord Zhou?"
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