Chapter 297 Dyeing Armor
After running around for a month, Cui Si was a little tired. After dark, she fell asleep early.
In the middle of the night, it rained heavily. She woke up once, then turned over and continued to sleep while listening to the sound of rain.
After a good night's sleep, when I opened the door, the world seemed to be cleansed of dust and everything was clear and bright.
However, when she glanced across the courtyard, she saw Yan Xingchuan wearing a dark green robe with narrow sleeves, hammering away in the corridor of the study.
She lifted her skirt, stepped on the stone pavement and walked over.
"Awake? Did you sleep well last night?" Yan Xingchuan looked up at him, with a smile in his originally cold eyes.
It was like the earth that was originally covered with heavy dust, and a night rain washed away the heaviness and dirt on him, restoring his bright and gentlemanly appearance.
Those smiling eyes are like the bright stars in the sky.
Cui Si felt that he seemed a little different.
She was a little afraid to look him in the eye and asked him, "What are you doing? No, why are you here so early?"
"It rained last night, so I came over early this morning to see if there was anything wrong."
Hearing that there was something wrong with the painting, Cui Si was also shocked: "So what's the matter? Is everything okay?"
"It's okay. It's not completely dry yet. It needs to air out before being starched. I think it's getting in the way if I leave it lying around. So I'll make a shelf and hang the painting there."
That's a good idea, Cui Si agreed. "Thank you very much. Why are you here so early?"
As she spoke, Cui Si yawned and was still a little confused.
"I woke up early and thought these paintings were still here, so I came straight here. Don't worry, I've asked the kitchen to make some extra breakfast, so you won't starve."
As soon as these words were spoken, Cui Si suddenly came to her senses.
It seems like he came here so early just to get a free meal.
"Don't you have breakfast at home?"
"Isn't this my home?" Yan Xingchuan asked her back.
Yes, she almost forgot that this was originally his residence. Once she moved in, he had no place to live.
So she asked him, "Where did you stay last night?"
"Shangguan family."
Cui Si: "..."
This is indeed a bit miserable. The dignified King of Northern Yan doesn't even have a place to live and has to squeeze into the homes of his ministers.
"How about I buy another house and move there, and then return the yard to you?"
Yan Xingchuan was choked, feeling helpless and not knowing what to say. He put down the things in his hand and looked at her:
"A'si, are you deliberately trying to have an argument with me today?"
"You want to argue with me?"
"No." Yan Xingchuan refused to argue with her. "Aren't you tired? If you are really angry, then... then just hit me twice, and don't mention moving out again."
This is also cheating. You are not allowed to mention the matter. You will hit me twice in anger.
Cui Si had never experienced such a thing before, and she was at a loss for words for a moment. She couldn't say anything for a long time, and finally she could only say "It's up to you" and turned away.
Yan Xingchuan smiled and said loudly, "Remember to call me for breakfast."
Cui Si had just walked out of the door when she turned back and glared inside in anger. Finally, she plucked off a leaf with force and walked away.
She shouldn't have paid any attention to him.
However, during breakfast, the two of them still sat together to eat. Cui Si naturally did not call him, but she also sent Song Lu to call him. He did not mind and just sat there and started to show off his food.
Cui Si held a bowl of porridge and watched him show off one bowl, two bowls, three bowls, four bowls... and then showed a somewhat stiff expression.
"If you were an ordinary family, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to afford to support you."
He eats so much, is he a glutton like Cui Yi?
Yan Xingchuan replied, "No one in ordinary families eats that much. I have a lot to do, so I have to eat a lot. Don't worry, I can support myself, so you don't need to do it."
Cui Si: "..."
She always felt that he had changed a lot recently, becoming dishonest, shameless, and frivolous, and he would even make her speechless.
In the past, he reasoned with her, but now he and her compete to see who is thicker-skinned and more shameless.
Could this be his true nature?
Huh? A dandy kid? Shameless, right?
Cui Si considered that she might not be as shameless as him, so she was silent for a moment, then closed her mouth and drank her porridge quietly.
After breakfast, he went to the study to frame the scrolls.
Cui Si was idle and had nothing to do. She was a little tired from walking around all these days and didn't want to go out. After thinking about it, she picked some bright red flowers in the yard, crushed them and used them to dye her nails.
In March, wearing spring clothes and dyeing cardamom are the games played by the young lady. She hasn't played them for many years. Today, she happened to be free, so she played with the maids in the yard.
The rouge was made by wrapping crushed floral mud in a small piece of cloth, tying it on her fingers and staining her nails. After a while, all ten fingers were tied with it.
Cui Si looked at her ten fingers and felt a little uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, she realized that after her nails were painted with beautiful colors, she was reluctant to give up.
Forget it, just play casually.
But she couldn't do anything sitting there with her fingers wrapped, and she felt a little bored. She sat in the corridor and leaned against the breeze for a while, and then she felt even more bored.
So she rolled her eyes and saw Song Lu holding a bag of preserved fruits and eating them, so she asked her to give her one: "Song Lu, feed me one."
Hearing this, Song Lu quickly picked a good one and put it in her mouth. Seeing her squinting her eyes while eating, he asked her, "Madam, is this delicious?"
"I heard it's made from apricots from Miaozhou. The apricots from Miaozhou are much larger than those from Pingzhou. Even when made into apricot preserves, the flesh is thick and delicious. When you take a bite, it's sweet and delicious."
Cui Si nodded repeatedly: "It's delicious, give me another one."
A few people were sharing dried apricots in the corridor, chattering from time to time.
Yan Xingchuan checked the drawing paper again and went out to move the shelf he made in the morning to the study. Seeing that she was talking and laughing with several maids and seemed to be in a good mood, he also smiled.
But the next moment, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and then he took a few steps forward.
"A'si, you...what's wrong with your hand?"
"What's wrong with your hand?" Cui Si turned around and saw him coming over, then looked down at her own hand. She saw that the cloth wrapped around her fingers was stained with bright red, which looked a bit scary.
Yan Xingchuan came forward and grabbed her hand: "What's wrong?"
Hand injury?
Cui Si reacted immediately. Seeing his panic, she quickly explained, "I'm not injured. I was just bored and saw the flowers in the yard were in full bloom, so I picked a few to use for my nails."
"Dye your nails?" Yan Xingchuan blinked.
"Yes." Cui Si took the cloth off one finger and showed it to him.
The fabric was covered with crushed petals, and the nails were dyed pink. It smelled like flowers, without any trace of blood.
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