Chapter 164 Handkerchief
Ji Weiming said, "I didn't know that Jiaying and you had such a good relationship."
Students, please pay attention: when the fish in the pond make fun of your relationship with others, no matter how lighthearted their tone is or how indifferent they appear to be, you must pay attention.
Here, his statement should be treated as a question, and his subtext is: Are you cheating on me?
A smart bad girl should be comforted in time.
Ye Xiaoman thought about it for a moment, with a confused expression:
"Master Jiaying did come to see me all the time, even when I was at the temple. I don't know why he was so nice to me, even though I tried to keep my distance from him... Maybe he's a kind and gentle man who's worried that I'd get lonely in a foreign country."
"A gentle and kind person?" Ji Weiming wanted to sneer. Jiaying used to ignore everyone.
He just felt sorry for Ye Xiaoman because she was a simple girl who couldn't understand a man's little tricks and seductions.
The reports from my subordinates are still fresh in my mind.
After Jiaying rejected him, he immediately became inseparable from Ye Xiaoman, and even rumors spread among the believers. Yongning Temple issued a warning, but Jiaying continued to do as he pleased.
Ji Weiming still couldn't believe it and tried his best not to think that Jiaying was being aroused.
If it is true, it will be a disaster for the six realms, the divine realm, and Jiaying himself.
This matter still requires careful evidence collection.
A series of rapid bird calls came from outside, which was a signal to notify that someone was approaching.
Ji Weiming and Ye Xiaoman had no official status, so they couldn't hold her in their arms and express their love to her. They could only use their eyes to copy her facial features over and over again.
"I have to go."
Ji Weiming finally couldn't help himself and touched Ye Xiaoman's hair.
"Can you give me a token of love, anything at all, to ease my longing for you?"
Ye Xiaoman wanted to say no, she hated men who asked for things.
But Ji Weiming refused to leave because he couldn't get it, so she had to shake off the dirt on her hands and search her body.
The storage bags she carried with her had clear functions. One was a high-end Qiankun bag that only she could open, which was used to store valuable items; the other was used to store cheap daily necessities.
Ye Xiaoman rummaged through the worthless things for a while and took out a handkerchief for Ji Weiming.
She bought all the other small items, only the handkerchief didn't cost her money.
The cotton cloth was as red as fire, with a crooked rabbit embroidered with gold thread in the lower left corner. It seemed to be a gift from Sikong Qing. At that time, he also said the cruel words "the handkerchief dies with the person", but it didn't matter. It would be useful if it was given by anyone.
The thing is old.
Ye Xiaoman said embarrassedly, "I often use it to wipe my mouth. Do you mind?"
Ji Weiming was extremely excited. He put the handkerchief in his palm and stroked it, as if he had obtained the most precious thing in the world.
In the divine realm, giving personal items to others is a very ambiguous gesture, equivalent to announcing the beginning of a private affair.
Ji Weiming walked out of Ye Xiaoman's palace, his feet felt like they were stepping on clouds. Happiness came too suddenly and seemed unreal.
In the morning, we were still sad about being forced to separate, but we didn't expect that the strong longing for each other would push the relationship to a qualitative leap.
Ji Weiming has been practicing Taoism for many years and his emotions are much calmer than those of ordinary people. At this moment, his Tao heart was shaken and he couldn't help but want to dance with joy. He wanted to let the whole world know the good news of his upcoming marriage immediately.
His joy was slightly suppressed after he saw Jiaying.
There was a problem with Jiaying's carriage, so he sat in Wangjiang Pavilion, waiting to leave the palace.
After Ji Weiming was refused entry to Yongning Temple, there was a lot of discussion in the court and among the people, and he never took the initiative to speak to Jiaying again.
Jiaying was holding two lychees in his hand and looked in a good mood. Ji Weiming glanced at his lychees, thoughtfully, changed his route, and went to the pavilion.
The two of them occupied one side of the table, looking at the beautiful scenery of lake and mountains in front of them.
No one spoke for a moment.
The palace maids served tea and snacks.
Ji Weiming smiled without saying a word, took out the handkerchief given by Ye Xiaoman, and played with it around his fingertips.
The handkerchief was obviously not the style that Ji Weiming would use, and Jiaying slowed down his movements in making lychees.
The bright red color was particularly eye-catching. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye. After a while, he couldn't help turning his head away and looking at it again with a frown.
Finally, Jiaying spoke first, "Where did it come from?"
"What?" Ji Weiming was slightly surprised, as if he was surprised that Jiaying took the initiative to break the cold war.
Jiaying said coldly: "Handkerchief."
Ji Weiming sneered in his heart, but on the surface he remained cheerful and cheerful, "This is a gift from my beloved."
Jiaying paused for a few breaths, "The one you mentioned last time...her?"
Ji Weiming: "Besides her, who else?"
He also shared details of the handkerchief with Jiaying, showing him the ugly little rabbit embroidered with its teeth bared and its feet twisted, which touched him deeply.
"She must not be good at embroidery. When I think of her working day and night, and how many times her fingers have been pricked by the needle, it really hurts me to death."
——Far away in the Demon Realm, Sikong Qing was hanging up and beating his eldest brother Sikong Ji. He suddenly sneezed, "Damn it! Who is cursing me?"
Ji Weiming saw the litchi fall from Jiaying's hand and roll down the stairs with a bounce.
Ji Weiming smiled and drank tea.
Jiaying was stunned like a puppet, not knowing what he was thinking.
Ji Weiming tapped the table leisurely with his knuckles.
"Jiaying, I am very happy. You mentioned it, but she knew that I might lose everything, but she still chose me."
He said to Jiaying word for word, "She firmly wants to be with me."
The secret guard came over and whispered something in Ji Weiming's ear.
"Why did you report such a serious matter only just now?"
Ji Weiming frowned, pressed the handkerchief on the table with his fingertips, and stood up.
As he was about to walk down the stairs, he stopped, turned around, and invited with a smile: "Jiaying, you must come to my wedding."
Jiaying seemed dead and did not answer.
Ji Weiming didn't seem to take his gaffe to heart and walked away with a smile.
There is a gentle breeze on the river.
Time passes silently.
Ji Weiming forgot his handkerchief on the table.
The wind swelled the handkerchief into a little bird spreading its wings, ready to fly, eager to be blown away.
Jiaying caught the flying handkerchief.
He should have put it back, pressed it down with a teacup, and waited for Ji Weiming to come back and get it.
He lost something so important, it should be back soon.
Jiaying was thinking about returning it, but for some unknown reason he covered his face with the handkerchief.
He held his breath and took a deep breath.
It's her body scent.
It seemed to still carry her warm temperature.
Jiaying gently rubbed his face against the touch of the cotton material and was intoxicated by her scent.
It was easily aroused, Yu, Wang.
"Sir Holy Son."
Jiaying suddenly woke up from his dream.
"What's up?"
"The frame seems to have been tampered with. We are still troubleshooting. You need to wait a moment."
Jiaying grabbed the handkerchief, crumpled it into a ball, and hid it in his palm so that no one could see it.
"I want to leave immediately."
So said the first-time thief.
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