Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Don't Yiyi
The Sheng Dynasty revered Buddhism. Regardless of the rich or poor, Buddhist temples were always bustling with incense. Even temples where women became nuns and practiced Buddhism were often visited by pilgrims.
Qingyun Temple was built by a divorced noblewoman a hundred years ago. To avoid gossip, she chose a place surrounded by mountains far away from cities and villages. A hundred years later, she gave the temple to her maid and asked her to open the temple doors to provide a shelter for those homeless women or women with miserable life experiences.
Over the past few decades, the temple's reputation has gradually spread, attracting pilgrims and allowing the people in the temple to no longer have to worry about their livelihood.
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There are more than thirty steps in front of Qingyun Temple. On both sides stand tall ancient trees, with their mottled barks bearing the memory of a hundred years.
A gust of wind blew by, the dense leaves rustled, and the sound of broken jade pendants echoed clearly.
The carriage slowly stopped. Lan Nongnong took a deep breath of satisfaction, opened her eyes and looked across at the opposite side. A brilliant smile that seemed to never faded appeared on her face.
Her long black hair was gathered at the top of her head into a lazy bun with a pink velvet flower pinned on each side of her temples. The rest of her hair was braided into two dark blue pigtails with a pair of silver bells hanging from the ends.
The earlobes are full and spotless, the cheeks are pearly without any makeup, and the pink lips open and close.
She was wearing a pink gauze dress with sleeves that suddenly spread out from her forearms to her wrists, and her dress was like a blooming lotus. The early sunlight of late spring and early summer poured in through the window, and she seemed to be sitting in a pink halo, looking indescribably fresh, delicate and charming.
"...It sounds nice, doesn't it? Every time I hear the rustling of leaves, I feel like I'm being cleansed from the inside out. It's especially useful when I'm faced with an undecided situation."
The sun was rising in the east, and the carriage was parked in the west. He sat facing north, where the sun could not reach. Lan Nongnong sat in the light, so she could not see the expression on his face clearly. She narrowed her eyes slightly and leaned forward to stare at him. Seeing his expression of approval, she smiled with satisfaction.
"Then I'll get off. Remember to pick me up at 3 p.m. tomorrow."
When he was with her, Qin Jingyao was always infected by her cheerfulness. A smile spread across his cold brows and he nodded in agreement, "Don't worry, I will come as promised tomorrow."
The tenderness that flows naturally can move people's hearts the most.
Lan Nongnong almost drowned in his smiling eyes until someone pinched her cheek and a soft laugh reached her ears.
She came back to her senses, her cheeks flushed instantly, her eyelashes trembled and she pursed her lips.
The next moment, he calmed down again.
She was originally bewitched by his looks and indulged in his beauty. It was nothing unusual, and now it was even justified. Why should she be ashamed of her infatuation?
After thinking this, she opened her eyes wide with a flushed face, looked at him openly, coughed lightly as if nothing had happened, and the silver bells on the two braids hanging from the back of her neck and on her chest rang crisply as she stood up.
Just like her, she exudes vigor from the inside out.
Qin Jingyao stood up with a smile on his lips, and took her package and wicker basket before her. His eyes swept across the scroll wrapped in green cloth, revealing the beginning and end.
He helped her get out of the car, handed her the wicker basket, and put the package on her shoulder. He looked up at the stairs and asked again, "I was just thinking about how tired I was on the way back yesterday. Now the stairs are high and the things are heavy. Do you really not need me to help you?"
Lan Nongnong's eyebrows twitched suddenly, which meant that both hands had to be free, otherwise she would have held her forehead with her hand.
The pain in her waist and legs was just an excuse for her to coax him into caring about her. She had been talking to him enthusiastically all the way and had forgotten about putting on a show. He saw it clearly but she had to mention it on purpose.
Lan Nongnong glared at him and snorted, letting him off the hook for now and not bothering with him.
He glanced back at the painting on his shoulder, then raised his left hand to pick up the wicker basket, tilted his head slightly, and smiled again: "Don't worry, it's not heavy, I can handle it myself. It's getting late, so you should go back quickly. It will be bad if you delay your business."
Qin Jingyao smiled and nodded without saying anything more.
She tapped her fingers lightly on the top of her hair, which was pinned with a pink velvet flower, and looking into her bright, unblinking eyes, she smiled and said, "Don't stay any longer with your things. Go ahead."
Lan Nongnong raised her hand and touched the hair that he had just touched intimately, with a smile as sweet as honey, and nodded.
Hearing his laughter, her face, which was as white as a cloud of porcelain, illuminated by the sunlight, turned red. Her watery eyes pretended to be angry, and she turned away without lingering.
The pink skirt spreads like a butterfly's wings, the bells in her hair jingle, she has already stepped quickly onto the stairs, but a touch of bright red remains on her neck, her braids rise and fall, looming.
It's very disturbing.
Qin Jingyao put his hands behind his back, the softness in his eyes gradually calmed, his misty robes fluttered, and he was about to get on the car when the crisp and lively sound of bells suddenly approached quickly. He paused and turned around, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.
"Yao Jing!"
Lan Nongnong stopped breathing slightly, the pink velvet on her hair trembling, she held the shoulder bag in one hand and handed over the wicker basket in her hand naturally.
She ran faster because she was worried about it, and when she calmed down her breathing, she didn't notice that her hand was a little slow to take the basket.
"What's making you so anxious? Are you not afraid of falling and getting hurt by running down the stairs carrying things?"
There was no smile on his face at this moment, his eyes were dark and calm, his tone was serious, and his innate coldness suddenly appeared, making people unconsciously feel fear and bow their heads in obedience.
As the saying goes, a single leaf can block one's view. Lan Nongnong thought that he cared about her, and her heart was filled with sweetness. Naturally, she was not afraid of his cold expression at this moment.
He smiled as if begging for mercy, "Yes, yes, I know I was wrong. I will be more careful and slow down next time. But I was also anxious at the moment and was afraid that you would leave."
I hooked my finger around his pinky and shook it gently, "Don't be angry, okay? You're the best~"
She acted so coquettishly and begged so softly, how could Qin Jingyao remain cold? When he met her bright and charming eyes, his heart softened a bit.
"Let it go this time, and don't do it again."
Thinking of her eccentric behavior these days, a smile slowly spread across his face, and he sighed softly, as if indulging her, but also feeling helpless. "Since you've taken the risk to stop me, how can I not comply with you? What's the matter? Tell me."
Lan Nongnong immediately put two fingers together and placed them against the side of her face. With a roll of her eyes, she said slyly, "A gentleman's word is as good as gold. You said it yourself. No matter what I ask, you can't refuse."
Qin Jingyao narrowed his eyes slightly, the smile on his lips not changing at all, "Of course."
Lan Nongnong felt relieved, her dark eyes filled with an inexplicable smile as she looked him up and down, finally stopping at his calm face.
Suddenly, he thought of something and raised his eyebrows to ask, "You can ride a horse, but can you drive a car?"
Hearing her words, Qin Jingyao had guessed what she was going to do.
He was born into a noble family and enjoyed countless honors. Who would dare to ask him to drive? How many people in the world today are worthy of being asked to drive?
If such a request comes from someone else, at best you will bring disgrace upon yourself, and at worst your life will be in danger.
However, this silly girl in front of him was pure-hearted, gullible, and without any selfish desires. She only wanted to get a promise from him for this...
At this moment, Qin Jingyao really felt more sympathy for her. Such a character is priceless and so precious that he cannot let others deceive him.
Since I have made so many exceptions for her, why should I make another one?
"nature."
"Then come pick me up tomorrow and you'll drive the car yourself, just you and me?"
"Whatever Nong Nong wishes, I will fulfill it."
Lan Nongnong never expected that he would respond so readily. All her words fell into oblivion. She stared at him blankly for a long time before she hesitated and asked again, "You, really?"
Qin Jingyao nodded and chuckled, "I'll pick you up in the car myself tomorrow. Are you relieved?"
Lan Nongnong stared at him for a few breaths, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She couldn't help but step forward and hug him, skipping happily a few times. Her fair jade face looked up at him defenselessly, and she kept saying, "Don't worry, don't worry! Yao Jing, you're so nice! I'll give you extra points! Haha."
The laughter that came from the bottom of her heart was as clear and pleasant as the sound of bells jumping on her hair, making people smile unconsciously.
Lan Nongnong has lived here for nearly two years. Although everything has gone smoothly for her, it does not mean that she is ignorant of the ways of the world.
In later generations, driving and dropping off the boyfriend in a relationship is the basis.
However, in this era of strict social class, ordinary scholars probably wouldn't dare to be willing to be a rickshaw driver.
But Yao Jing, without hesitation, put aside his status and agreed to her unreasonable request.
How could she not be moved and even more excited by such tolerance and indulgence?
Lan Nongnong suddenly felt her fingers getting hot. This heat seemed to flow from her fingertips all the way to her heart, and then from her heart to every part of her body. She suddenly lowered her head. The cool and refreshing fragrance lingering in her nose seemed to turn into a spring breeze and drizzle, calming her racing heart.
He raised his head again, with a big smile on his face, "Yao Jing, see you tomorrow!"
"Also, wait until I'm out of sight before you leave. If I look back and you're gone, I'll be incredibly upset."
After saying that, Lan Nongnong stood up from his chest, took the wicker basket, waved at him, and turned away without stopping.
The woman's back was light and graceful, and as she walked up the stairs step by step, her figure was agile and cheerful, like an innocent elk, breaking into the world, carefree and unaware of danger.
My chest is empty, but the unexpected soft jade fragrance of that moment still seems to be there. The breeze blows by, the leaves rustle, and the sweet breath eventually fades away.
Qin Jingyao stood there, watching quietly. His right hand, which had not been on his slender waist just now, was covered by the wide sleeves, and slowly gathered up and put behind his back.
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Lan Nongnong, carrying a package on her back and a wicker basket in her hand, kept looking back as she walked. The man standing in front of the car at the foot of the steps, with his hands behind his back, still looked up and watched her. Although she could no longer see his face, she was overjoyed that he had kept his promise and stayed.
When she reached the top of the stairs, she looked down again. The figure was still standing there quietly.
Regardless of whether he could see or not, Lan Nongnong smiled widely, raised her arms and waved them vigorously downwards.
After a moment, she got a raised arm in response from the person below, but she still stopped until she suddenly remembered that he had an appointment with someone else. She reluctantly did not turn around, and his back gradually disappeared on the platform.
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