Chapter 124 Jealousy
Moju stayed in the snow for a long time, and Xie Jinglan didn't say much.
His Ning'er was so smart that she had already guessed most of the past entanglements and helplessness, so there was no need for him to elaborate on them now.
It was not until Wen Ning gradually calmed down in his arms and suppressed the surging sadness and realization back into her heart that she gently withdrew from the reassuring embrace.
Xie Jinglan's arms were still loosely around her. Feeling her movements, he lowered his head and gave her a questioning look.
Wen Ning met his gaze, and although her eyes were slightly red, she said softly, "My Lord, let's go back to the mansion."
"good."
The man responded softly, slowly loosening his arms and helping her land steadily.
The two of them walked into the mansion on the snow. Xie Jinglan glanced at the courtyard and his steps couldn't help but pause slightly.
I saw that the corridors, verandas, courtyards and steps in the mansion had all been completely renovated.
Festive red silk lanterns are neatly hung in the courtyard, several pots of emerald green ivy are scattered in front of the steps, and camellias and daffodils that are not afraid of the cold are dotted on both sides of the stone steps.
The rouge flowers and green leaves supporting the crystal white snow look particularly delicate and fresh in winter.
The elegant lanterns newly hung under the eaves cast a soft glow, reflecting the snow, exuding a warmth and brightness never before seen.
Although this mansion was majestic and grand in the past, it always seemed a bit cold and dull. But now that it has been decorated so carefully, it actually exudes a warm and lively atmosphere.
Xie Jinglan's heart moved slightly, and a warm current mixed with an indescribable expectation quietly surged up.
He turned his head, his eyes fell on Wen Ning's soft and beautiful face, and couldn't help but took her hand and said:
"When Ning'er and I get married, the house will definitely be decorated like this."
Wen Ning glanced at the gatekeeper behind her, her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly broke free from his hand, lowered her eyes and whispered, "My Lord, no, don't talk nonsense..."
Because of a heavy snowfall at night, Xibao got up extra early today. At this moment, he was being led by Nanny Xue to build a snowman in the corner with great enthusiasm. He didn't care that his little nose was red from the cold.
When Nanny Xue saw the two returning, she immediately stepped forward with a smile, puffing out white air and saying, "My Lord, my Lady, you're finally back! The old lady was just talking about you and was worried about you."
Xie Jinglan nodded slightly and said, "Ning'er and I will go and pay our respects to the old lady."
He glanced across the courtyard and asked again, "Why hasn't the snow in front of the gate and in the courtyard been cleared?"
The nanny quickly explained with a smile, "My Lord, the old lady saw that the young master really enjoyed the snow, so she specifically instructed that the snow not be cleared so that he could have a great time. She just wants you two to be careful when you return and beware of the slippery roads."
Wen Ning frowned slightly when she heard this. How could he make it inconvenient for everyone in the mansion to travel just because of his playfulness?
I thought to myself that I would definitely call Xibao over later to have a good talk with him.
Just at this moment, Xibao, who was busy tinkering with a snowman, looked up when he heard the sound, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He ran across the courtyard, stepping on the thick snow, and the two little buns on his head swayed playfully with his movements.
Xibao first rushed to Wen Ning and hugged her legs, calling out "Mom!" in a crisp voice.
Then he turned to Xie Jinglan, clutching the hem of his still cold coat with his chubby little hands, and looked up at him eagerly with his red, frozen face.
"My Lord! Where is my birthday present?"
Wen Ning saw this and quickly patted the back of his hand and said, "Xi Bao, don't be so rude."
Xie Jinglan laughed out loud, leaned over and picked up the little ball, holding it high up with ease, which made Xibao giggle.
When it fell back into the Marquis's arms, Xibao quickly wrapped his little arms around the Marquis' neck and rubbed his neck.
Xie Jinglan's heart softened. He pinched his rosy little face and said softly, "Birthday gifts should wait until the birthday. Let's make a deal. I'll take you to find the gift tomorrow morning, okay?"
Xibao's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded his little head like a rattle, and replied happily, "Okay!"
Wen Ning watched from the side, her eyes softly radiating as she continued, "Xibao, when you've built the snowman, will you please help clear the snow from the yard to prevent others from slipping?"
The little girl immediately puffed out her chest, and the little chirp on her head trembled proudly as she answered loudly, "Yes! Xibao, sweep the snow!"
Xiao Xibao continued to play in the snow, and the two of them walked along the corridor to the old lady's yard.
After paying his respects to the old lady and accompanying her to finish breakfast, Xie Jinglan returned to Tingsongyuan with full of anticipation.
When he looked at the still plain corridors and empty eaves in the courtyard, the tenderness he had just felt because of the outer courtyard was instantly replaced by a surge of jealousy.
"Why is it that every place in the mansion is decorated with new things, but this courtyard of mine... is the only one that hasn't been decorated?"
Wen Ning raised her eyes to look at him and explained softly, "Ning'er consulted the old lady first about the rest of the house, and only after getting her permission did she start making changes. As for Tingsong Courtyard..."
She paused slightly, "The Marquis has been away from home for the past few days, and he always prefers a simple and elegant style. Ning'er thought that those red silks, green plants, and lively decorations might not suit the Marquis's taste, so... I didn't dare to add anything without permission."
Xie Jinglan acted like a grumpy child. He lifted his skirt and sat down on the beauty chair in the corridor.
"I also need to add to my courtyard!" He looked at Wen Ning with burning eyes.
He not only wanted red silk and green plants, but also wanted to set aside a place in this yard for Xibao to play in the future, with swings and wooden horses.
There is also an open space in the yard. As long as Ning'er likes it, he would be happy to tend to the flowers and plants, or even grow vegetables and herbs.
Wen Ning looked at his rare childish look, feeling both amused and soft-hearted.
It was like a big tiger, which was usually majestic, was now using its furry head to nod to her palm to ask for attention.
She sat beside him, gently pulled his sleeve, and coaxed him softly, "My Lord, the snow hasn't stopped yet, and I'm afraid all the shops have closed down.
There should be some leftover red silk and cotton paper for window decorations in the storeroom. I'd like to use these to simply dress up the Marquis, okay?"
Although the man spoke toughly, he thought that she must have had no sleep in the palace last night, so how could he bear to let her work hard for such a small matter today.
He was about to slow down his tone and let her rest first, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart, as if being burned by a branding iron, and a strong fishy and sweet taste instantly surged in his throat!
He subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, but it was too late. A large amount of dark red blood vomited out and splashed onto the cold floor in front of him.
"My Lord!" Wen Ning's face suddenly changed, and she rushed forward to support his suddenly weakened body.
She raised her voice and called to the servants, "Wanqing! Yunxiu! Prepare some ice water! Get my silver needles! Quick!"
After a flurry of hurried footsteps, Xie Jinglan was quickly helped into the freezing water.
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