Chapter 19 Can You Escape?
Wen Ning nodded and said slowly, "It's just that I've made many mistakes since I came into the mansion, which made me overthink things and made Madam worried."
When Nanny Xue heard her words, she thought she was worried about gains and losses, so she didn't ask any more questions.
On the day of the Wanwei Gathering, Xie Jinglan saw Wen Ning still dressed as a servant and frowned slightly, "Is there any clothing missing from the mansion for you?"
Wen Ning lowered her head and whispered, "This servant will just follow behind the Marquis. It will be easier to dress like this."
Although she was wearing coarse cloth, she looked light and graceful, but Xie Jinglan was not willing to agree.
Wen Ning was escorted by two maids to change clothes. In the side room, a dozen or so sets of clothes were prepared: a sky-blue silk shirt embroidered with cloud patterns, an indigo skirt with gold embroidery, and an autumn-colored flowing cloud satin pleated skirt...
There are also various gold, silver and jade ornaments, such as jade hairpins with kingfisher feathers and lotus flowers, gold-thread lotus root bracelets, and jade dewdrop earrings...
At first glance, every piece looks precious.
She only chose a somewhat inconspicuous dress and was about to give up, but Nanny Xue also came and insisted that two maids help her dress up, so she was delayed for another half hour.
Xie Jinglan stood beside the carriage with his hands behind his back, turning the white jade ring on his finger slowly and rhythmically.
Qing Feng stood aside awkwardly. He had never seen his master wait for someone so patiently. Throughout the capital, he had never seen anyone who could make his master wait like this, except the one in the palace.
"Master, why don't you get in the car first."
"It's okay." Xie Jinglan said in a deep voice.
The white jade ring paused between his fingers, and he saw a graceful figure emerging from the lacquered red corner door.
Wen Ning lifted her skirt and stepped out of the door. She was wrapped in a moon-white silk dress, which made her look even more extraordinary. The breeze blew by, and the scattered osmanthus flowers embroidered on the inside of her skirt were faintly visible.
The hair hanging down from both ears is combed loosely and naturally, like light clouds around the temples, sparse and light.
A few strands of hair were scattered from the temples, bringing out a unique charm that she was not aware of.
A silver hairpin carved from jade and jasmine flowers is pinned diagonally in her hair, and a rice-bead earring is adorned on her earlobe. Although her hair is not deliberately covered with pearls and jewels, it makes her look even more charming, making it difficult for people to take their eyes off her.
Xie Jinglan's eyes suddenly darkened until she bowed and stood in front of him.
"Thank you for waiting for me, my Lord..." Wen Ning was stared at so hard that she drooped her eyelashes and dared not look up.
Xie Jinglan reached out and brushed away a strand of hair from her temples, his fingertips carelessly brushing against her red earlobe. "Why did you choose something so plain? You don't like the others?"
Wen Ning's shoulders trembled. "I like them all, but I think the plain one suits me better."
Those brocade and pearl hairpins are the kind of luxury that only a married lady can wear. She is a servant and cannot overstep her bounds.
"I don't know your preferences, so I asked the female shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion to choose for you. I think it would be more appropriate to take you with me in the future."
The carriage moved slowly along the long street.
Wen Ning looked through the gap in the carriage curtain and watched the twilight gradually being dyed by ink in the inkstone.
I don’t know if I can escape after dark.
A light breeze blew, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a few strands of scattered long hair brushed across her fair neck and then fell softly.
Because she felt guilty, she didn't dare to look at the person next to her, and the handkerchief in her hand was already wrinkled.
Xie Jinglan reached out and grabbed her waist, easily bringing her into his arms.
"Is the scenery outside really this beautiful?"
"Um?"
Seeing that she didn't answer, Xie Jinglan bent his knuckles slightly, gently lifted her chin, and rolled his thumb over her rosy lips, pretending to kiss her.
Wen Ning did not refuse as usual. She stretched out a pair of slender hands, and her cold fingertips unconsciously touched his chin, then slowly moved up, and then held his face, tilted her head and kissed his lips.
The moment her lips touched his, her lips trembled softly, and Xie Jinglan's heart suddenly softened.
"Wen Ning, forget the past and try to like me, okay..."
He could ignore the dead Master Liu and his childhood sweetheart, as long as she was by his side, even if it meant giving him time to slowly fall in love with her.
The tears at the end of her peach blossom eyes were already trembling and condensing in the corners of her eyes. When she heard these words, they instantly fell on her moon-white silk skirt.
Perhaps thinking that they would never meet again, her slightly cool fingertips traced along his brow bone until they passed over his taut jawline. The newly grown stubble lightly dug into her fingerprints, and only then did the outline become clear under her fingers.
Lips and teeth rub against each other, the fragrance fills the air, the intertwined breaths, sometimes fast, sometimes slow...
The carriage arrived at the Wanwei Jiahui in the west of the city. The groom gently pulled the reins in his palm. Qingfeng, who was riding beside him, said to the carriage, "Master, we have arrived."
Their lips parted, their noses touched, and they both gasped for breath.
"Go away and wait." Xie Jinglan's voice was still a little hoarse.
Upon hearing this, Qing Feng signaled his entourage to dismount immediately, picked up the coachman and rolled away.
Xie Jinglan rested his chin against her forehead, and his broad palm slowly stroked her neck, again and again, soothing the emotions that had been suddenly interrupted.
In a moment, the two men landed on the ground, one in front and one behind, stepping on footstools.
What you see is a food festival.
On both sides of the long bluestone street, various restaurants are lined up one after another, and the hot air mixed with the aroma weaves a food network in the sky.
Stalls are lined up in an orderly manner on the street, and shouts can be heard one after another.
There are also various entertainment activities carefully prepared by various restaurants: pitching pots, lantern riddles, guessing coins, tea-tea competitions...
At the end of the long street is a clear blue lake with several large pleasure boats floating leisurely on the water.
Most of the boats were rented by wealthy businessmen, who invited dignitaries to banquets under the pretext of tasting delicacies.
The common people on the shore were enjoying themselves with wine, while the rich and powerful on the pleasure boats were savoring delicacies. It was a lively scene.
"Look at that perfect couple..."
"It's like a prince bringing his wife here for a visit..."
The two of them walked on the street, attracting passers-by to look back frequently.
Xie Jinglan is tall and handsome. Today he is wearing a dark blue brocade robe, and his demeanor reveals a calmness and dignity.
All the young girls stole glances at him and blushed when his eyes swept over them.
Wen Ning beside him had a graceful figure, a small face with fair skin and beautiful features, eyes full of autumn water, lips tinged with cherry red, and a pure and innocent look that seemed to be ignorant of the world. Wherever she went, the lanterns on the street were eclipsed.
Halfway down the long street, Wen Ning still couldn't find a chance to escape. Xie Jinglan followed her everywhere, wishing he could stick to her.
She simply stopped frequently at places where there were delicious food and new things.
Wen Ning approached a stall called "Drinking, Dining, and Painting Hearts" and asked the owner with great interest, "What kind of game is this?"
The boss smiled and handed over a pen. "This game requires two people to participate. One person knows the name of the dish I will give you in advance and draws a picture. The other person calls out the name of the dish based on the picture. If the answer is correct, you will receive a free snack."
It’s actually just drawing a recipe.
Wen Ning's eyes lit up, and she turned to Xie Jinglan and said, "My Lord, with your magical skills, this snack is definitely in your pocket."
Painting tricks!
Xie Jinglan was shocked when he heard this. He had never painted in front of her. The only possibility was that she saw the portrait.
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