Fried Sweet and Sour Fish
Miss Han returned after mysteriously disappearing. The Han Family made no fuss about it, but only sent the General’s Mansion a birthday invitation, inviting them to come over for the banquet.
Although Huayue was interested in what had happened that day, but because she was a servant, so she restrained herself to just helping Li Jingyun change clothes, brush his hair, and prepare the congratulatory gifts.
This Young Master is hardly ever submissive, without causing any trouble, standing in the inner room honestly, and leaving him to her will.
Huayue finds it a little strange.
“Young Master.” She stated softly, “The General has instructed that you personally present the gift to Miss Han yourself.”
“Okay.” Li Jingyun nodded without putting up any resistance.
Huayue sense that something is wrong, “Young Master, do you have any additional thoughts?”
“What other opinion will I have.” He opened his arms and put on the robe she handed over, closed the placket, and squinted, “It must be done, and it can't be pushed away."
How can you make such progress overnight? Although Huayue found it odd, but she was delighted. If he is willing to comply, then she may avoid some difficulties.
Opening the jewelry box, Huayue rummaged through it, and wondered, “Why is the mandarin duck pendant that Young Master wore out of Mansion that day missing?”
Li Jingyun followed and looked without care, saying, “If it’s lost, it’s lost. Furthermore, it is a pretty cheap item of poor quality.”
That is priceless white jade of Baolai Pavilion. It was expertly carved and clearly not a cheap item, despite what he claimed. Huayue sighs, it's really portals of the rich reek of flesh and wine [1], and they use the pearl around their waist for hunting [2].
Changing to Seven-Bamboo Link and putting it on for him. Huayue was going to turn around to pack, when he unexpectedly grabbed her wrist.
“You are going out with Young Master today; you cannot always lose my face.” Looking up at her empty bun, Li Jingyun grabbed something out of contempt and placed it on her head.
After a brief moment of shock, Huayue touched it and felt something chilly.
The Bamboo-Jade Leaf Hairpin goes with his Seven-Bamboo Link, although Li Jingyun never wore it because he felt it was too feminine.
"Hey, don't pick it; it is expensive I'll borrow you to help sustain the scene today." He grabbed her hand and scanned the room, “When you get back to the house, don't forget to give it back to me.”
Huayue also gave up and wore it honestly after saying that.
Li Jingyun was the only one to visit the Han mansion because Lady Zhuang rarely leaves the house and the General also mentioned today that something was occurring in Court.
Lady Han and Princess Zhang, however, get along well, so many people come to celebrate the birthday of her adored daughter, and several side doors are jam-packed with carriages and staff.
Huayue anticipated having to wait some time to enter. Who would have imagined that as soon as their carriage came to a stop, a young girl sprang after them and brought them to the locked and desolate east side entrance.
Huayue could not stop sighing; even if Li Jingyun has a temper problem, Miss Han is willing to share her heart with him. This year's scalp is particularly priceless.
She unconsciously cast a glance at the man seated next to her.
Instead of looking at the chatting maid, Li Jingyun leaned against the side of the car and gave her a serious expression.
He did not avoid it when he noticed that she was staring back, and the light flowing from his inky pupils had no deeper significance.
"..." Huayue shivered inexplicably.
In response, the door on the east side opened.
"Brother Jingyun." my brother. Han Shuang, who had flown out like a tiny butterfly, stopped in front of him and greeted him, "You're here."
Her lips are lovely, her eyebrows are adorned with flowers, and she stares joyfully at Li Jingyun, so Huayue only had to take a quick glance at her to realize that she must have spent a lot of time getting ready today.
Li Jingyun was born extremely well, with clipped eyebrows and temples, and he is tall and straight. He would be praised by others for being "a son of a good family with a rhinoceros-skin shield and fine sword, a chivalrous youth on a white horse with golden rein“, if he stood without speaking.
Sadly, this Young Master spoke without waiting even a second.
“I am here to give a gift.”
“...” Huayue wanted to use a stick to strike the back of his neck.
How can someone say anything like this, even if is colleague say that today is a good day and add some congratulatory word is also good. However, there is not even half a curve heard and it sounded very heroic.
Han Shuang's smile also vanished from his face. For a brief time, she felt hurt, but she immediately began to smile once more. She grabbed his elbow and said, "Brother Jingyun, come inside and sit. This little girl especially prepared your favorite dessert."
Li Jingyun took two steps after her before pausing and saying, "Huayue," as he turned to look behind him.
"This servant is here.”
"What are you in a daze about, breakfast didn't even have, and you still want to be hungry outside?" Huayue is taken aback—this Young Master still gives a damn if she's hungry or not? Who was it who repeatedly found an excuse to starve her? She nodded in agreement and took little steps towards the door to follow Li Jingyun. But after giving her a little moment of his attention, Li Jingyun stepped up to her side, grimaced, and inquired, "Are you feeling sick?" “Answering Young Master, no.” "So why are your lips so pale, didn't you sleep well last night?" Huayue gave him an odd sidelong glance and responded, "Answering Young Master, this servant slept quite well." Li Jingyun looked her up and down, his eyes landed on the Bamboo-Jade Leaf Hairpin on her head and grinned broadly. Han Shuang followed and turned to gaze, and there was a sudden change in her eyes. Huayue's eyes twitched a little as she stepped back halfway. “Why are you hiding?” Li Jingyun was puzzled and when he turned his gaze to looked at Han Shuang, who face was blue, “Miss Han shouldn’t be unable to bear a servant?” How do people answer to these words? Since it is Miss Han's birthday today, she should be the main character; nevertheless, this evil offspring is incompetent and must designate a slave. Han Shuang was close to cry when the corners of her eyes drooped. When she heard this, she forced herself to respond, “How come, the person Brother Jingyun like, this little girl... naturally likes it too.” Grievance could be heard from her at the end of each sentence. “Then do you want to invite her in to for some snacks?” “O-Okay...” She turned to face Huayue with grief in her eyes, “Please come inside.” Li Jingyun smiled when he heard that and motioned to Huayue: "Come come come." It seems to be calling for prosperity. Huayue gritted her teeth, walked over holding her hands, lowered her head and said softly, “Young Master does not need to be concerned about this servant.” Li Jingyun appeared to not hear it, and lowered his head to ask softly, “What do you want to eat?” “This servant is not starving.” "This Young Master dotes you; simply go along; why are you hesitating?" Li Jingyun arched an eyebrow and cast a quick glance about, "Or you don't like it here, then this Young Master will accompany you to Jing An Hall?" “...” Huayue could feel Miss Han's gaze, stinging with resentment. She felt like a sweet and sour fish in a pot, with sugar being sprinkled on her body and oil being tormented under her body. "Are you tired of standing, why don't you talk?" He hooked his hands, "Come and sit down and let this Young Master take a look." The sweet and sour fish was already fried scorched, Huayue turned her back to Miss Han and looked at him with a hideous smile.
Borrowing a knife to kill, killing two birds with one stone, Young Master really has a brilliant idea.
Where have, there are 100,000 volumes of the military book, and there is a god of strategy.
Evil spawn! Huayue gritted her teeth. There were sparks in her eyes, and she wanted to jump up and bite off a piece of Li Jingyun's meat, but in the eyes of Miss Han, this was not the case. The two of them stood very close in front of them, the husband is in love with his concubine, and his eyebrows look like a different world, and there is no room for half others in the world. Huayue raised her head and stared at Jing Yun. He wasn't annoyed, but was smiling, tapping his knuckles, his ink pupils glowing, and there was a gentle doting on his brows that he didn't even notice. This is what Han Shuang has never seen before. Han Shuang felt aggrieved. She waited for Brother Jingyun for so long, but he never looked at her again after entering the door. What is this? The two were still entangled in front of her, Han Shuang got up and wanted to reprimand this ignorant servant, but as soon as her lips opened, Li Jingyun's eyes swept over. Cold and indifferent, with a hint of warning.
Notes:
[1] 朱門酒肉臭: part of an ancient poem, 朱门酒肉臭，路有冻死骨 zhū mén jiǔ ròu chòu, lù yǒu dòng sí gǔ. while the rich people wine and dine, the poor people die of cold by the roadside.
[2] 取腰间明珠作狩: uses the pearl around the waist to hunt.
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