28 Waiting
◎No matter how late it is, I will wait for you◎
She looked up, and when she saw that familiar face, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she stood up from the ground, patted the remaining snow on her body, and said in shock: "You scared me to death."
Ji Shijing looked down at her, two strands of black hair hanging down along her chin. When the cold wind blew, they fluttered and swept across her chin intentionally or unintentionally.
Shu Yao felt a little itchy and stepped back a little. She looked up at him and found that his face was not very good, even paler than in the morning. She became nervous instantly: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Seeing her concerned and anxious look, he glanced over, coughed lightly, and then shook his head to indicate that he was fine.
The sky was getting dark, and it was pitch black, and it was already showing signs of a storm.
As they walked side by side, she asked again, "Ah Jing, why are you here at this hour?"
Ji Shijing's expression changed and he didn't answer.
Shu Yao looked at him seriously, looking at his sickly face, a little puzzled: "You haven't been waiting since noon, have you?"
He pursed his lips tightly, lowered his head and said nothing for a long time. Then he said "hmm" and quickened his pace uncomfortably, almost tripping over a dead branch on the road.
Shu Yao was a little shocked. It took at least three hours from noon to now.
Has he been standing here all the time? This is the windy place, no wonder he looks so bad.
She slapped her head and hurriedly chased after him. How could this man be so stupid?
After catching up with him, she tilted her head, half-closed her eyes, and said jokingly: "Are you afraid that I won't come back?"
But as soon as she finished saying this, Ji Shijing walked even faster.
Shu Yao was so anxious that she shouted from behind: "Wait for me."
"I bought some hot meals at the restaurant today, and I also added a roasted chicken leg for you."
The two figures walked farther and farther away, and Bai Xue suddenly appeared.
After returning to the North Courtyard, Shu Yao lit a fire and heated up the food. Ji Shijing sat by the stove and added firewood to it. His bony hands held a matchstick and fiddled with the fire from time to time. The flames danced on his porcelain-like fingertips, and his white fingertips began to turn slightly red.
Shu Yao covered the pot, brought a small stool and sat next to him. She propped up her chin and looked up at him: "A Jing, guess how much money I made today?"
Ji Shijing threw the firewood in his hand into the stove, picked up the clothes he was wearing, and shook his head.
Shu Yao was quite pleased with herself. She stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of his eyes. "Five hundred coins." She smiled and took out the remaining copper coins from her pocket. "The prices in the capital are high. I spent a hundred coins on these dishes at the restaurant. I still have four hundred coins left."
As she spoke, she took a small, clean jar from the side and put the money in it. She earned her money with her own ability and believed that her life would get better and better. "Ah Jing, how about we make a bet?"
She held the jar and looked at him cunningly.
Ji Shijing raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly: "Hmm."
Shu Yao calculated that if she could earn a maximum of 800 coins a day, the jar would be full in two months. However, she still had to deduct expenses. After thinking about it, she said, "I bet this jar will be full in three months."
Ji Shijing also stared at the jar in her hand, then looked at her confident expression and said softly, "One month."
Shu Yao's mouth twitched. He really believed in her speed of making money. However, this bet was unfair to him because he had no idea what kind of job she did or how much she earned in a day. She was about to say that she didn't want to bet anymore when she heard Ji Shijing speak in a cold voice.
"I'm willing to accept the loss. What's the stake?"
Shu Yao was stunned for a moment, still unable to think clearly, so she casually said, "The loser will fulfill one wish of the winner, okay?"
He nodded.
She smiled at him and said, "Don't regret it." Then she ran into the house and put the jar under the bed.
As night falls, the north wind becomes stronger.
Shu Yao and Ji Shijing were eating hot meals in the house. She passed the only chicken leg to him and said, "Ah Jing, you are at the age of growing up, you need to eat more."
Ji Shijing looked at the chicken drumstick in the bowl, licked his lips, put the bowl on the table, stood up, and said softly, "I'm full."
Shu Yao swallowed the rice in her mouth: "Are you full already?" She stared at the chicken leg in his bowl, thinking that it would be a waste to throw it away, so she might as well eat it. So she picked up the chicken leg and put it in her own bowl and started to eat it with relish.
Ji Shijing took some clean clothes and before entering the bathroom, he glanced at Shu Yao. Seeing that she was eating happily, his eyes curved and his thin lips curled up slightly.
…
Zuixiangfang.
The gentle land at night is the most likely to make people intoxicated and dreamlike.
The singers sang the "Forget-Me-Not" that the nobles liked to listen to, and the audience cheered. The dancers twisted their waists vigorously, and the men threw banknotes on their chests. The dancers kept the money with a smile. On the other side of the wine pool and meat forest, countless pairs of mandarin ducks began to play in the water, and the sounds of joy could be heard continuously. Everyone seemed to have gotten used to it and did not even look over there.
In a deserted corner, several women who had not received any customers sat together, cracking melon seeds with sad faces.
One of the women, dressed in green gauze, looked at her sisters flirting with the guests not far away. Her face darkened, and her words were filled with dissatisfaction: "Those few most insignificant people in our neighborhood have received guests today. It's really impressive."
"That's right. Today they seem like different people. They have become so much prettier. I don't know who put on the makeup for them." said a woman in blue next to them.
At this time, a voluptuous woman came down from upstairs. Upon closer inspection, it was the person who blocked Shu Yao at the door this afternoon.
She walked over, grabbed the kettle on the table and poured herself a glass of water. After drinking it, she couldn't help but complain, "My throat is smoking from shouting."
The woman in blue came over and jokingly said, "Sister Yueji, what do you think of Mr. Li today?"
Yueji rolled her eyes. It was just a blink of an eye, and she didn't even want to take off her clothes.
The woman in blue understood instantly and didn't ask any more questions.
When Yueji was about to go upstairs, she glanced at the people sitting at the table and asked suspiciously, "Why are you guys sitting here today?" Usually, those who sat here were the most ordinary-looking people in the neighborhood. What was going on today?
The woman in blue couldn't help but say, "I don't know who did the makeup for those girls today, but everyone looks like a fairy. Oh, Sister Yueji, are there any new makeup artists in the shop lately?"
Yue Ji suddenly thought of Shu Yao. She answered uncertainly, "A woman came here at noon today. I wonder if it was her."
She had seen Shen Qianxiao's makeup at noon, and it was indeed stunning.
"Will she come tomorrow?" The women sitting around the table suddenly became excited. They also wanted to put on beautiful makeup.
Yueji shook her head: "Then I don't know." After that, she twisted her waist and went upstairs. There were guests waiting for her.
When the women at the table heard Yueji's words, hope suddenly ignited in their hearts, and they must find the makeup girl to do their makeup tomorrow.
As the sky grew darker, the town became more and more lively.
A young man in purple pushed the door open and walked in. A few flakes of white snow fell on his elegant cloak. He took it off and handed it to the servant who accompanied him.
When everyone saw the young man in purple, they were stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal. It was no secret that the young master of Prince Changxiang visited brothels at night. At first, everyone would greet him respectfully, but he seemed to not like being complimented like that. Over time, they all shut up.
Chen Jing'an is tall and slender, with a noble demeanor. Her delicate facial features seem to be carved stroke by stroke, and beneath her long and thick eyelashes are a pair of passionate peach blossom eyes.
Some women looked at Chen Jing'an and forgot the men beside them for a moment. The man pinched the woman's waist in dissatisfaction. The woman came to her senses and offered him wine with a smile.
The blue-dressed woman sitting around the round table “tsk tsk” twice: “Young Master Shen is probably here to look for Shen Qianxiao again.”
The green-dressed woman was a little jealous, and her hand holding the cup gradually turned pale: "Why does Shen Qianxiao make the Shen prince's exclusive favor every night? Is she really thinking of marrying into the palace and becoming a master?"
They are of humble status, and if they could enter the homes of royal nobles, they would be like phoenixes soaring to the sky.
The woman in blue smiled and said to the woman next to her who had been silent the entire time, "You're the new Rose, right? Have you seen that guy? That young man in purple is the crown prince of the Changxiang Palace. If you marry him, you'll have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."
Qiangwei was dressed simply, with a childish look on her face. Her complexion was even more pure, without a trace of makeup. She glanced at Chen Jingan who was getting closer and closer, and her snow-white cheeks turned a blush.
It was the first time she saw such a handsome young man.
Before he could completely look away, someone pushed him out.
She fell on the ladder leading to the second floor, and in front of her was Shen Jingan who was just about to step up.
Chen Jing'an retracted his foot and looked down at the rose on the ground, his tone seeming to be concerned: "Are you hurt?"
Rose lowered her head like a frightened deer.
Chen Jing'an glanced at the woman in blue sitting in the seat. The woman in blue lowered her head in fear. She just wanted to tease Qiangwei, and she was sure that Chen Jing'an would not stand up for Qiangwei.
Sure enough, Chen Jingan said no more and walked towards the third floor.
Qiangwei stared at his back in a trance.
At this time, the blue-clothed woman couldn't help but sneered: "Still looking, the prince is Shen Qianxiao's, you and I should stop dreaming."
Qiangwei twisted her handkerchief, and her eyes suddenly felt a little sore.
The woman in blue started chatting with the woman in green next to her: "The prince really cares about Shen Qianxiao. Yesterday, I heard from the sisters that the prince gave her a red sandalwood incense bracelet. I heard it cost two hundred taels of silver."
The woman in green was a little indignant: "What's that? The prince has given her the surname "Chen". Who knows, she might really be able to rise to prominence."
Qiangwei watched the purple corner of the clothes disappear around the corner of the third floor. She looked away, her eyes filled with unconcealable disappointment.
…
Shen Qianxiao was combing her hair. When she heard the door behind her open, a smile spread across her lips. She didn't turn around and said, "I thought the prince wouldn't come today?"
Chen Jing'an walked behind her, twisted her black hair in his hands and played with it, then leaned over and whispered in her ear: "A beauty is waiting for me, how can I break my promise?"
Shen Qianxiao turned around and hugged his thin waist, saying in a coquettish tone: "Prince, I miss you so much."
Chen Jingan lifted her chin, and after seeing her makeup clearly, he was slightly stunned, then raised his hand and stroked her cheek: "Qian Xiao is particularly beautiful today."
She was a little shy: "Does the prince like it?"
"Of course." Chen Jing'an narrowed his long and narrow peach blossom eyes slightly, revealing an indelible charm in them.
But Shen Qianxiao could tell something was wrong at a glance, and she asked, "Is the prince worried about something?"
Chen Jingan smiled helplessly and sat down: "It's still the same things."
Shen Qianxiao sighed softly and gently massaged his solar plexus: "The prince punished the prince again?"
Chen Jingan closed his eyes and let out a long breath, but answered the question irrelevantly: "It's still better here. With a beautiful woman in my arms, I can relieve all my worries."
He lay on Shen Qianxiao's legs, his black hair falling down on his shoulders. Against the backdrop of his lavender inner garment, his beautiful collarbone was faintly visible, which aroused people's imagination.
Shen Qianxiao smiled and said nothing more.
After an unknown amount of time, the incense in the incense burner gradually burned out. Chen Jingan slowly opened his eyes, sat up and said to her, "It's getting late, go to bed."
After saying that, he got up and went to the inner room.
Shen Qianxiao felt a little lost. She touched the bed and felt his warmth.
…
Because it snowed all night, the snow on the road was already half a person's height. When Shu Yao woke up, she felt that the weather was much cooler. She found a slightly wearable piece of clothing in the closet and put it on.
Then he walked to the low wall, breathing heavily and rubbing his hands.
Ji Shijing stayed by her side the whole time.
She sat on the wall, turned her head and said to him, "Go back. It's snowing heavily outside today and it's very cold. Don't catch a cold."
Ji Shijing asked, "When...will you be back?"
Shu Yao spread her hands and said, "I don't know either."
Just as she was about to jump, she heard him ask again, "When will you be back today?"
Shu Yao was a little amused. He had asked her this question twice: "Are you so afraid that I won't come back?"
Ji Shijing frowned, his long eyelashes casting a shadow, making it impossible to tell his emotions.
Shu Yao promised him: "Don't worry, I will be back before dark."
He nodded and said nothing more.
There were few people on the long street early in the morning, only a few breakfast vendors were setting up their stalls, and they were shouting loudly.
Shu Yao walked briskly towards Zui Xiang Fang.
She didn't know how much money she could make today, and she was vaguely looking forward to it.
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