When Lu Xingjian returned, it was already late at night, and heavy snow was falling, turning the world into a vast expanse of white.
However, a warm light shone through the window of the East Warm Pavilion in Kunning Palace, and a slender figure was reflected on the window.
He gazed at her beautiful figure, remaining motionless for a long time.
On a snowy night, when a traveler returns home and sees someone waiting for them, all the cold and weariness melt away into warmth, nourishing their heart.
Su Wanwan was doing needlework under the lamp.
When she saw him return, she simply looked up and smiled at him.
That moment of tenderness and grace was like a feather gently brushing against his heart.
"What are you doing?"
He walked over, gently stroked her hair, and spoke softly, not wanting to disturb this tender scene.
"I'll make you a traditional Chinese garment; just a few more stitches and it'll be done." Su Wanwan didn't even look up, diligently threading the needle.
Lu Xingjian watched her embroider bamboo leaves.
The undergarment was actually very simple, made of three-loom fabric, with slightly crooked stitches, similar in style to many of the undergarments he wore.
However, only two or three bamboo leaves were embroidered on the lapel as an embellishment, making it fresh and elegant.
Bamboo, with its hollow, segmented, and upright characteristics, is often used as a metaphor for an upright and humble gentleman.
Lu Xingjian felt a strange sweetness in his heart.
This guy doesn't usually say sweet words to flatter him.
Unexpectedly, he received such high praise.
Is this the belated birthday gift she gave him?
Lu Xingjian went out again and gave Meng Yue, who was on duty, some instructions.
Meng Yue left quickly.
When Lu Xingjian finished washing up and came out, Meng Yue was already panting and waiting outside the door with his things.
Lu Xingjian took the box and placed it on the small table in front of Su Wanwan.
"Open it and take a look." He sat casually on the edge of the tatami.
Su Wanwan was finishing her needlework, cutting the thread with scissors, and handing the garment to Lu Xingjian:
"Try it on to see if it fits?"
Lu Xingjian was wearing the undergarment he had just changed into, and he took it off without saying a word.
The warm light shone on his strong, pale skin, exuding an indescribable power and beauty.
He slowly put on the dark blue undergarment that Su Wanwan had just made for him.
His shirt was open, and his well-defined abdominal muscles were faintly visible beneath it.
Su Wanwan's eyes flickered, and she smiled:
"It fits quite well."
He casually opened the box in front of him.
Several jade hairpins lay in the box.
There are various materials, including mutton fat jade, yellow jade, red jade, and agate, and the colors are even more diverse.
"What is this?" she asked, puzzled.
He coughed slightly, a little awkwardly, "They're all for you."
"Why are there so many?" Su Wanwan took them out and played with them.
While the workmanship may not be the most exquisite, its unique design and excellent materials make it stand out.
“I carve one every year, and that’s how many I have.” Lu Xingjian glanced at her and then looked down to straighten his clothes.
A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
She ignored the handsome male body right in front of her, focusing instead on the jewelry.
Fortunately, he designed these pieces himself.
Su Wanwan counted them; there were eight in total.
"Did you carve all of these yourself?"
“Of course.” Lu Xingjian’s tone was casual, but his jawline was slightly tense.
Su Wanwan took out the most elaborate hairpin among them, with a phoenix carved on the head.
She asked curiously, "When was this carved?"
Lu Xingjian looked over, then looked away:
"Before you come of age."
Su Wanwan toyed with the jade hairpin in her hand, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Was it made especially for me?"
"Um."
Su Wanwan's gaze fell on the jade hairpin again.
When a girl reaches the age of marriage, she needs a beautiful hairpin to hold up her hair.
Her hairpin was a gift from Empress Dowager Xiaosu; it was a phoenix hairpin inlaid with gold wire and rubies.
It is luxurious enough, but not as lively as the one in front of me.
The emperor and empress in the palace also sent beautiful jewelry.
However, at that time, Crown Prince Lu Xingjian had little contact with her and did not send any congratulatory gifts.
Unexpectedly, he made the gift by hand but never gave it to anyone.
The atmosphere became quiet for a moment.
A vague, unseen emotion flowed slowly through the air.
"Why didn't you give it to me back then?" Su Wanwan's voice was light and airy, carrying a hint of resentment.
He could have given it to her during the two years they were having an affair.
I just don't know why, but it didn't happen.
Perhaps they felt she was frivolous and not worth it.
Lu Xingjian pushed the small table into the couch, moved closer to her, and pulled her into his arms.
Su Wanwan pressed her face against his cold, white, and muscular chest.
The fresh scent of bath beans and the unique aroma of a man wafted towards me.
His heart was pounding in her ears.
His voice was deep and muffled, yet it sounded deafening to her ears.
"How should I send it? Do I want everyone to know I admire you and ruin your reputation?"
Su Wanwan remained silent, leaning softly against his chest, nuzzling her face against his chest like a kitten snuggling in its owner's arms.
“That’s exactly what Prince Rong did; he wanted the whole world to know that we were in love.”
“So, he’s not a good man.” Lu Xingjian frowned, as if he had returned to that time when he was powerless.
Those hidden feelings of love and unrequited affection surged up from the depths of my heart.
Unable to express her feelings, and helplessly watching others covet her.
Su Wanwan picked up a peony hairpin, examined it carefully, and remained silent for a long time.
Lu Xingjian's gaze also fell on the peony hairpin, and his eyes dimmed for a moment.
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