Chapter 87 Master’s Farewell “Evil disciple, are you carving?!”…
Pingjiang Prefecture has lost its spring chill and is now filled with the scent of early summer. The neem trees surrounding the prefectural school are full of small, fragrant and elegant pale purple flowers.
Occasionally, a schoolboy would run by with a scroll in his arms, or whirl a dandelion with a fluffy ball. The sound of reading aloud drifted from a nearby private school. With its beautiful scenery and pleasant atmosphere, this place truly was a wonderful place to live.
Wei Jinyun sent Wei Fuling and Wei Fuqiu into Su Yuxuan and ordered a plate of Qian Niangzi's egg pancake. After walking a few steps, he saw Wang Yaren standing in front of a mansion.
"Manager Wei, please come in."
Wang Yaren shook the key in his hand.
The lock on the mansion door was the same old, rusty, old one as at Yun Lai Xiang's. Wang Ya Ren drilled the hole with his key several times before it clicked open. He was very polite, welcoming Wei Jinyun into the mansion first before following in.
The walls of this house are made of blue bricks, and the gate is not luxurious, but there is a different world inside.
Pushing the door open, you will see many wind and rain corridors. In the corners of the walls are planted osmanthus trees, banana trees, pomegranate trees, crabapple trees... There are countless kinds of flowers and trees, and the courtyards are scattered.
The main house inside had at least five or six rooms, spacious and bright, with an annex on each side. The courtyard not only had space for growing vegetables, but also had a well and utility rooms.
"This house was left behind by an old scholar. Now that his family has moved to Bianjing, it's empty. The layout is the common single-entry style in Pingjiang Prefecture. The main house is where you live, and the side rooms can be used as a study or storage. If you take care of the courtyard, you can grow some vegetables and raise chickens and ducks."
Wang Yaren led Wei Jinyun to see it while explaining it eloquently.
Wei Jinyun walked to the window of a main room, pushed open the carved wooden window, and looked over the opposite courtyard wall to see the vermilion gate of the Lu Mansion not far away.
She couldn't help but twitched her brows and turned to look at Wang Yaren, "This distance... I can probably walk to Lu Mansion in the time it takes me to yawn."
Wang Yaren scratched his head and chuckled twice. "These two houses are close to each other. There are only two houses between them. It won't take much effort if you walk quickly. Shopkeeper Wei, think about it. From now on, when you leave from here, you can turn around and see Lord Lu. How convenient."
Wei Jinyun didn't respond and walked around the mansion again.
The ground was paved flat, the roof tiles neatly arranged, and even the beams and pillars showed no signs of worms, clearly showing meticulous care. The flower streets in the courtyard had already been paved, so if it were a new house, only minor repairs would be needed.
The environment is quiet and it faces south. What’s rare is that it is close to the provincial school, so my sisters don’t have to take a long detour to go to Su Yuxuan to attend school. It is also not far from Yun Lai Xiang and Miao Miao Bakery, so I don’t have to worry about managing the business and taking care of the family in the future.
After looking at so many mansions in the prefecture, this one was the one she was most satisfied with. It was really suitable for the four of them, the grandparents and grandchildren, to live in, and...
Wei Jinyun stopped and nodded, praisingly saying, "This place is indeed great."
After hearing this, Wang Yaren stretched out three fingers and waved them in front of her eyes, grinning, "Manager Wei, the location and layout of this mansion are both excellent. I'll give you the price, this amount!"
Wei Jinyun choked to death after taking a bite of the egg pancake.
"Three thousand strings of cash...robbing money!"
She coughed and said, "The Fengqiao workshop has just laid its foundation, and we haven't even paid for the bricks, tiles, and lumber, let alone the workers' wages and workshop expenses. It's not three hundred strings of cash, it's three thousand strings of cash!"
The land prices for school district housing are really scary.
Wang Yaren had never seen Wei Jinyun like this before. She used to be generous and straightforward, but now she looked a little embarrassed, which was really rare.
But this place is really expensive. Even if he started working there in the Monkey Age and continued working there until now, he still can't afford it.
He laughed several times before slowly speaking, "Manager Wei, don't be impatient. We've been working together for so long, how could I not know your difficulties? How about this? Give me two hundred strings of cash as a deposit, and I'll immediately give you the deed to the house, and tell everyone that the house has already been taken. When you've raised the remaining balance, we can complete the handover procedures. What do you think? Any time within three years is fine."
After Wei Jinyun finished coughing, she continued to eat her omelet. After taking a few bites, she continued to reply to him.
"There are such wonderful things in the world. Last autumn, I passed by here and saw a child eating sesame cakes with jujube paste at the door. There was also smoke rising from the house. It was obvious that someone was living there."
She said slowly, "I think the old scholar moved out recently. This piece of land is so popular. Even if it was 3,000 strings of cash, there are so many wealthy people in Pingjiang Prefecture who would scramble for it. How dare you let me keep 200 strings of cash for another three years?"
As she spoke, she deliberately joked, "Brother Wang, you didn't take my two hundred strings of cash and then ran away with the money, did you?"
When Wang Yaren heard this, he immediately became anxious and his face turned red to his neck.
No way!
"No, no, I've been a pawnbroker for so many years, relying on my reputation. When you bought the land for the factory and the cowshed, Manager Wei, I always ran errands for you. I'm not the kind of person who goes against my conscience... Oh, I can't say it."
Wei Jinyun snorted and said, "Brother Wang, let me talk business with you. The one who bought the mansion is me, Wei Jinyun, not him."
"Well, how could I have hidden it from you? Since you've guessed it, I won't beat around the bush."
Wang Yaren pursed his lips, finally at his wit's end. "The original owner of this house, the old scholar, was an old friend of Master Lu. Master Lu knew you wanted to find a house near the prefectural school, and he privately searched several places. Finally, when he learned that the old scholar wanted to move, he went to ask Master Lu for permission. The old scholar, having watched Master Lu grow up and remembering their long-standing friendship, specially left the house for you."
Wei Jinyun lowered his eyes and took a big bite of the omelet. "I knew it. He must be busy behind the scenes, annoying Lu Lan to death."
Seeing this, Wang Yaren quickly added, "Don't misunderstand, Shopkeeper Wei. Lord Lu specifically instructed that you were the one who wanted to buy the house, and he was only helping to keep it. The price and delivery procedures were all handled according to normal rules. He would never interfere. He was afraid you would feel uncomfortable, so he never mentioned it to you."
After that, he asked cautiously, "Then... do you still want this house?"
"Yes, this nice house is delivered to your door, don't miss it."
She turned to look at Wang Yaren, "Sign the contract and pay the money."
Such a good place, and you can keep it for three years for only two hundred strings of cash. Only a fool would not want it.
Three thousand strings of cash, she would work like a horse to earn the money and move into the school district house as soon as possible.
Wang Ya Ren immediately responded with a "yeah" and swiftly took out a pen and paper contract. "Give me the money, give me the money. Manager Wei, you are so straightforward. Let's do it right away. We can go to the silver shop to exchange the money later. I trust you."
Wei Jinyun signed the contract with Wang Ya Ren, put the contract away, turned around and walked towards Lu Mansion.
Now that she and Lu Lan were engaged, Ning Wuya had to return to Piaomiao Peak. He had been staying at the Lu residence for the past two days, chatting with the Lu family. The old man was leaving today, and knowing that she was looking at a mansion nearby, he insisted that she take him to Yunlaixiang.
After sending his sisters off, he went to pick up his master.
She has a very fulfilling life.
Wei Jinyun indeed arrived at the gate of Lu Mansion after walking a few steps. Unlike the elegance of the house just now, the gate of Lu Mansion was more imposing.
The servant guarding the gate immediately bowed and saluted when he saw her, "Manager Wei, you are here."
Wei Jinyun nodded and stepped into the room. She caught a glimpse of two little maids under the porch looking at her. When they saw her looking over, they lowered their heads, but still couldn't help muttering to themselves.
"Look at Shopkeeper Wei, your complexion has become more rosy recently, it's really beautiful."
Another maid quietly raised her eyes and said, "The Red Lotus Anti-aging Soup from Shopkeeper Wei's shop is the most nourishing. Madam has been eating it all the time and she always feels good after eating it. Madam is also very beautiful. When we have a day off, we should go to Yunlaixiang more often to try it. Maybe we can also be like them and have a better complexion."
Wei Jinyun followed the servants into the main hall, where he saw only a few maids clearing away tea bowls, but no sign of Ning Wuya.
The servant went down to inquire and quickly replied, "Manager Wei, Taoist Ning is talking with the old master in the side hall. They haven't stopped since early morning and it seems they still have a lot to talk about. Please wait a moment."
They brought tea and some snacks and wanted to wait on the side, but were called away by Wei Jinyun.
She sat on a wooden chair in the main hall for a while, drank some tea, and then saw Sun coming over with a tray. "Jinyun, you must be waiting impatiently. I asked the kitchen to make some rabbit heart-filled buns. You can fill your stomach first."
Wei Jinyun was not polite. When she saw the runny rabbit bun, she remembered what Lu Lan always said to her. She picked up one and took a big bite. The runny custard filling in her mouth was soft and delicious, sweet but not greasy.
Sun looked at her and felt happy no matter how she looked at her. She asked someone to bring more snacks and even made soup noodles herself. The two of them sat in the main room and ate soup noodles and snacks.
Wei Jinyun had no parents, so if Sun treated her well, she would treat her well too. The two of them talked a lot on weekdays, as if they had known each other for a long time, and they had endless things to say every time they met.
After they had eaten their fill, Madam Sun spoke slowly, "Chang Ce left for duty early this morning. If you're tired of waiting here, why don't you go to his room and rest? Father and Taoist Ning will talk for who knows how long, and it's not good for you to sit here all the time."
Wei Jinyun didn't have time to refuse before Sun pulled her into Lu Lan's room.
When I opened Lu Lan's door, the first thing that hit me was the sweet scent of oranges, without any extra decorations.
On the weapon rack against the wall, several swords were placed side by side. There were no exquisite ornaments on the table, only a few volumes of military books, and an inkstone next to it was pressing down on a few pieces of paper covered with handwriting.
In the porcelain vase in the middle of the table was a dried lotus. It had no petals and only a stem remained, but the stem had been carefully trimmed and tied to the mouth of the vase with a red rope.
It seems a bit out of place.
There are many shops selling beautiful dried flowers, why did Lu Lan only insert a dried lotus stem? Wei Jinyun took a few more glances but didn't think much about it.
She walked around the room and flipped through a book for a while, but felt bored, so she turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed.
As Wei Jinyun approached the edge of the bed, her eyes fell on the pillow at the head of the bed, where a corner of pink fabric was exposed.
She reached out and pulled it out, taking a closer look at the object.
I feel embarrassed.
This turned out to be the small piece of clothing she had left on the black-covered boat a while ago!
The two of them had been too playful, and when they were returning, it was raining heavily, and there were no raincoats on the boat, so she took an oil-paper umbrella and went to hold it for Lu Lan. As the rain and wind got stronger, the boat didn't get very far back, and they both got soaked.
Lu Lan asked her to go back to the cabin to change into the clean clothes he usually kept, while he stood outside the cabin and rowed.
I really became a boatman in the rain.
When the two returned to Yunlaixiang, Wei Jinyun was clean, but Lu Lan was soaked, even his eyelashes were wet, and he stayed by the fire for a long time to warm himself.
Wei Jinyun took the pink dress and stroked the fabric for a while.
This little dress seemed to have been washed. It felt stiffer than when she washed it herself and lacked the softness of the past. It was probably because the soap used by the Lu family had a strong cleaning power and did not have the softness of the fabric.
I don’t know what Lu Lan did with it. So many days have passed, and she hasn’t returned it to her.
What a special fetish!
She was looking at the little dress from left to right, wondering what to do with it, when she heard Sun calling from outside, "Jinyun, Taoist Ning is out!"
This shout made Wei Jinyun panic. She left in a hurry today and forgot to bring her bag. She couldn't go out with this piece of clothing.
She quickly stuffed it back in.
Ning Wuya saw Wei Jinyun coming out of the room, and seeing her face flushed and her neck thick, he asked, "Shopkeeper Wei, what are you doing in the Changce room?"
Wei Jinyun choked on his saliva and replied repeatedly, "No, I didn't do anything. I drank too much hot tea and it's a little hot."
Ning Wuya didn't ask any more questions, but just laughed twice, "Alright, alright, let's go, let's go back to Yunlaixiang. I'm still thinking about your snacks. I'll have two more and then I'll pack up and go back to the mountain."
On the way back, the sun was even warmer. Ning Wuya was walking ahead when he saw a few children squatting and blowing dandelions, the fluffy white petals flying all over the sky.
He immediately became interested, rolled up his sleeves and went over, holding his breath and blowing, and the petals fell on his beard, making the children giggle.
Not far away, he saw the wine shop on Shantang Street and stopped again and called out, "Boss, give me two pounds of liquor, freshly brewed!"
After finishing his drink, he quickly turned around and went to the vegetable vendor, where he bought a lot of broad beans, green plums, cherry beans, silkworms... He also bought two pounds of pork belly, three pounds of white shrimps, and a basket of conchs.
On the way back to Yunlaixiang, Ning Wuya was carrying a wine jug and a vegetable basket, walking briskly. From time to time, he would pick a willow leaf from the roadside and play a few discordant tunes. He didn't look like an old man at all.
Wei Jinyun followed behind him, looked at his white-haired and youthful appearance, and sniffed.
During their time together, Ning Wuya hadn't shown any signs of prestige; he was clearly a carefree old boy. His tone of voice and occasional temper were very much like her grandfather's... Coincidentally, Ning Wuya also possessed some medical skills.
Arriving at Yunlaixiang's door, Ning Wuya stuffed the basket of vegetables into Gu Xiang's hands and strode straight to the backyard. "Miss Wanwu, I'll take care of the kitchen today. You can take a rest and let me show you my cooking skills!"
Gu Xiang took the vegetable basket handed to him by Ning Wuya, glanced down at the vegetables in the basket, and then looked at Ning Wuya's back as he rushed to the kitchen in a hurry.
She couldn't help but lean over to Wei Jinyun and whisper, "Shopkeeper Wei, this old man suddenly wants to take charge of the cooking. Is he trying to poison us? I haven't seen him enter the kitchen."
Ning Wuya's voice came from the backyard, "Xiang girl, stop talking nonsense!"
Gu Xiang whispered, "What kind of ears are so sharp?"
"The ears of an expert."
Ning Wuya then added, "Come and help me pick the vegetables, or I won't teach you my stick techniques for beating up scoundrels!"
When Gu Xiang heard the word "stick technique", his face immediately fell. He muttered "so annoying", but still walked towards the backyard with the basket.
This old man looked unremarkable, but he was really capable. Gu Xiang had seen with his own eyes that he could smash several thick wooden boards with one palm, just like a street performer. He also saw him swinging a stick in the backyard, which was really powerful.
For the safety of the guys in the shop, she endured and she learned!
In April, wheat silkworms are available. They are made by roasting green wheat, removing the lemma, and rolling it into ears. They resemble tiny green silkworms, hence the name. During this time, the people of Pingjiang Prefecture feast on green plums, cherry blossoms, broad beans, liquor, and bud cakes, enjoying a feast of delicious food.
Ning Wuya loves to eat bud cakes, and his two good disciples also like to eat the bud cakes he makes. Although they are young and good at fighting, they both love sweet things. Ning Wuya's bud cakes have to be filled with a lot of sugar to satisfy their taste.
Now that one of his disciples has passed away and another is about to get married, he hasn't made those sprout cakes in years. The last time he came back was winter, when there were no wheat and silkworms in season.
After He Ru left, he never did it again, for fear that Chang Ce would feel uncomfortable seeing it.
Shopkeeper Wei is a good young lady. He saw Chang Ce smiling again, and his smile was as happy as when he was a teenager.
He wanted to make sprout cakes again for his good disciple to try.
Ning Wuya rolled up his sleeves, rinsed the fresh wheat silkworms in the bamboo sieve clean, filtered out the turbid water, drained them and poured them into the stone mortar.
He gripped the wooden pestle and pressed down, pounding it evenly. The green wheat kernels gradually broke into a green pulp with grains. He didn't let the donkey grind it, because he wanted some grains to taste better. In the past, they were responsible for pounding, and he was responsible for cooking.
He took a cloth to cover the wheat pulp, squeezed out the clear juice and put it into the bowl, leaving only the thick wheat silkworm paste at the bottom of the bowl.
Gu Xiang scooped out some glutinous rice flour for him. He poured it into a basin, mixing more wheat silkworm paste with less glutinous rice flour. He slowly poured in the stored wheat juice and kneaded it into a dough that didn't stick to his hands. He picked up a small piece of dough and rolled it into a ball. He pressed his fingers into the dough to make a small indentation, scooped a spoonful of red bean paste into it, gathered the dough together to seal it, and then gently pressed it into a round cake.
Water was boiling on the stove. He brushed a layer of oil on the steamer cloth, placed the bud cakes one by one and steamed them.
Gu Xiang stood by the table and couldn't help but say, "Old man, I didn't realize you could really make snacks."
Ning Wuya didn't stop working. He made the last piece of sprout cake and put it into the steamer.
He glanced up at her and said, "I've lived to this age, and I still don't have this little skill?"
He quickly pointed to the bamboo basket in the corner and said, "Go pour out the conchs, fill a basin with clean water, put a pair of scissors in to let them spit out the sand, and I'll fry them for you later."
Gu Xiang asked with a smile, "You can even stir-fry conchs, are you that good?"
Ning Wuya raised his brows and said proudly, "That's right, I don't know anything. I'll starve to death in the mountains."
Ning Wuya carried the steamer out of the backyard, and the sweet aroma of wheat filled the entire shop.
Wei Jinyun looked at the green wheat cakes on the plate and couldn't help but exclaim, "Malt pancakes, you can actually make this?"
"Does it have a name?"
Ning Wuya brought the plate forward and said, "Chang Ce likes to eat it. I don't know if you like it."
Wei Jinyun picked up a piece and took a bite. It had a sweet wheat aroma, dense red bean paste, and a soft and glutinous texture without being sticky.
As she chewed, her nose felt sore and tears were about to well up.
Ning Wuya panicked when he saw her like this, and reached out to help her. "What's wrong? Is it because I haven't made it for a long time and the taste has changed? Or is it so unpalatable that it makes you want to cry?"
“So sweet.”
Wei Jinyun took another bite and said, "I like it."
She was a little dazed.
She leaned close to Ning Wuya and whispered, "You really look like the reincarnation of my grandfather."
My grandfather likes to eat sweet food, but my grandmother doesn’t allow him to do so too strictly.
Every April and May, when malt pancakes first came on the market, Grandpa would secretly take her to a small town that specialized in selling them and buy a bag. But every time he finished eating, he couldn't bear to buy another bag for Grandma, so he would buy another bag and take it back, only to be scolded by Grandma every time.
She stood between them, holding her grandfather's hand and her grandmother's clothes, coaxing one and persuading the other. She really liked that kind of time.
Ning Wuya was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "What nonsense is that, little Jinyun? I don't understand anything about past lives or present lives. But if you like it, and want to eat it in the future, just ask Changce to make it for you. Changce knows how to do it."
Wei Jinyun took a few bites of the sprout cake and took a deep breath. "Can you please change your name? Don't call me Shopkeeper Wei, don't call me Jinyun girl. Call me Little Yunduo, okay?"
Ning Wuya chuckled a few times and patted her head, "Okay, little cloud."
As soon as the voice fell, Wei Jinyun's eyebrows curved immediately, "Hey! Little Yunduo is here!"
When Lu Lan returned to Yunlaixiang, the waiters were eating happily around the table. The aroma of stewed pork belly mixed with the freshness of conch filled the shop.
He glanced at Wei Jinyun's red eyes and frowned immediately, "What's going on? Who offended you?"
"No, no."
Wei Jinyun stood up and said, "Go wash your hands and have dinner."
Lu Lan sniffed, looked at the stack of green cakes on the table, and asked Ning Wuya, "Did you make this?"
"you do not say."
Ning Wuya passed the plate to him and said, "Try it quickly, it's freshly steamed."
Lu Lan shook her head and said, "I don't want to eat."
Ning Wuya sighed, "Then when you bring a few back to the Inspection Office later, place them next to Heru's grave."
Lu Lan was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I understand."
Seeing this, Wei Jinyun picked up a piece of warm bud cake and handed it to him without saying anything. "It's delicious. Your master has been making it for a long time. He said you haven't eaten it in years."
Lu Lan wanted to refuse, but Wei Jinyun gently stuffed the cake into his mouth.
He chewed and whispered, "So sweet."
Seeing that he had relaxed, Wei Jinyun gently hooked her fingertips on his sleeve and said softly, "It's really sweet, isn't it? Don't make a sad face when you mention Master Shen. Just smile. Your master has made a lot of food, and he likes to see you eat."
Her almond eyes are watery and endearing.
Lu Lan was stunned by her appearance, his pupils shrank, and he said in disbelief, "Ayun...are you, acting like a spoiled child with me?"
"How, can't I?"
Lu Lan's throat rolled, and his eyes fell on the corners of her red eyes, "Sprinkle it again, and I'll eat all this bud cake."
Ning Wuya couldn't help but roll his eyes, and his hand holding a conch with chopsticks stopped in mid-air, "Are you sick, kid? Have you never seen someone act like a spoiled brat?"
After dinner, Ning Wuya sat at the small table by the carved wooden window, with a variety of Yunlaixiang dim sum in front of him. Before leaving, he wanted to try all the dim sum again.
He took a bite of the sun tart and saw Lu Lan approaching Wei Jinyun, "Ayun, act like a spoiled child again."
Wei Jinyun glared at him and said unhappily, "Eat your sprout cake, don't push your luck."
Lu Lan held up her chin and said shamelessly, "Just once. After that, I'll help you clean all the steamers in the kitchen."
"Master Lu, why are you still stealing other people's work?"
Chaojiu, who was pouring tea for the guests, laughed so hard that his shoulders shook when he heard this.
Ning Wuya chewed the crabapple cake and couldn't help rolling his eyes, muttering, "Chang Ce, you... your master really can't stand it anymore."
This time when he went down the mountain, his eyes were about to roll sideways.
Chang Ce, he can actually clamp his throat like this...
Lu Lan seemed to have not heard Ning Wuya's words, and was still trying to persuade Wei Jinyun, "Ayun, just do that again when you shook my sleeves. It's not difficult."
Wei Jinyun was so annoyed that he picked up a piece of pastry in front of him and handed it to him, saying helplessly, "Carve a peony and see it. If you are satisfied with it, I will do as you say."
Lu Lan is a military general, he definitely won't do that.
"No problem."
Lu Lan took out a small dagger from his waist with his backhand.
He held the dagger close to the cake surface, gently slicing it across it, first outlining the rounded petals, then using the tip of the knife to meticulously carve out the edges, even the stamens. His technique was quick and precise.
In just a moment, the dessert really turned into a peony.
"How about this?"
He handed the peony to Wei Jinyun, his eyes full of anticipation.
Ning Wuya's eyes widened immediately, he put down the snacks and slammed the table.
"Evil disciple! I taught you this Cloud-Breaking Sword Technique so that you could defend yourself and eliminate evildoers, not so that you could carve patterns on cakes to please young ladies!"
Lu Lan's eyes were glued to Wei Jinyun, and she didn't even hear Ning Wuya's scolding. She asked, "Ayun, flowers."
Wei Jinyun was speechless and choked with emotion.
He really knows how to carve!
Do you have the skills? Can you carve some dim sum molds for her?
She was at her wit's end, so she reached out and grabbed Lu Lan's wrist, leading him behind the screen. She turned around, stood on tiptoe, gently hooked her fingers around his collar, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.
"Is it okay?"
Lu Lan touched the cheek that had been kissed, and suddenly laughed softly, saying contentedly, "Okay, absolutely."
Ayun is so nice to him.
Time passed quickly, and the evening glow soon arrived.
Ning Wuya put the package on his shoulder and looked at Lu Lan, "Good disciple, it's time for Master to return to the mountain."
Lu Lan stood up and started to speak, but he interrupted her, "No need to send me off. I'm a very brisk walker. I'm going to buy some vegetable seedlings to bring up the mountain."
He paused, looking at Wei Jinyun beside him, and then back to Lu Lan's face, "Master's wish has been fulfilled. From now on, Changce, please smile more and don't always have a stern face."
As she spoke, she started to laugh, "Never mind, with Little Cloud by your side, you've almost got wrinkles from laughing these past few days."
Ning Wuya turned and walked towards the entrance of Yunlaixiang, casting a faint shadow in the sunset glow.
"Master, take care. Come down the mountain and visit us more often in the future."
The word "Master" was called softly, but it made Ning Wuya's whole body freeze.
He didn't turn around, but just raised his hand and quietly wiped the corner of his eyes, "Hey!"
Ning Wuya's figure faced the sunset and slowly disappeared in the light and shadow in front of Tianqing Temple.
Lu Lan was carrying the wrapped sprout cakes in her hand, preparing to go back to the Inspection Office to handle the remaining official business, and bring some to Chen Heru to taste.
Wei Jinyun gently pulled his wrist.
He turned around to look at her and asked softly, "Ayun, what's wrong? I'll be back later after I finish dealing with the inspection office."
"Lu Lan..."
Wei Jinyun thought for a while and finally spoke.
"My, my little pink dress...when will you give it back to me?"
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Author's words: Jinyun: Does he have any hobbies, my little Yi [holding his chin]
Mr. Lu:
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