It was too late to pull her hand back. She curled her fingers, grabbed the mattress, and yanked it off, rolling to the ground.
She hugged the mattress in front of her and rubbed her cheeks blissfully against it. Then, she placed her legs on the carriage wall, turned around, and continued to sleep with her arms crossed.
She vaguely felt Zong Yue squatting down and pulling the mattress away from her. His hand suddenly paused as if he had seen something, and he fell silent.
She closed her eyes, but her mind was racing. 'What was he looking at? Oh no, the belt is still in my arms. Did he see it when I pulled the mattress away?
Also, what was that thin thing under the board of the carriage just now? 'That hateful Zong Yue, he's back so soon!'
She took the opportunity when Zong Yue turned around, but did not see anything. Relieved, she felt tipsy and sleepy, and before long, she really fell asleep.
It was a good night's sleep. When he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright. The first rays of the morning sun shone through the window paper of the Sunset Shadow Muslin and landed on Zong Yue's face, which was sitting cross-legged on the opposite side. It made his cherry like lips even more vibrant, and his skin was transparent like jade.
Dressed in white, he sat cross-legged on a pure white fox skin. Like snow in a jade pond, the moon shone on the clouds, he was as clean and pure as an unplucked alpine snow lotus, exuding an extreme sense of cleanliness and brightness.
Yuan Zhaoxu was noble and elegant, while Zhan Beiye was bright and fierce, with a towering aura. Yun Hen was as tall as a jade tree, and his eyes were like stars. They were all men rarely seen in the world. She had thought that she was lucky to have seen the most beautiful type, and that she would not be stunned by anyone else in her life. But today, under the first rays of the morning sun, Zong Yue's flawless and translucent skin made her gasp in admiration.
After sighing and admiring, she shook her head and quietly climbed out of the carriage. "Where are you going?" someone asked from behind.
"Brother Zong, I still have important matters to attend to." She turned around and said solemnly, "Thank you for last night's generous gift. I'll take my leave now."
Zong Yue lifted his eyes to look at her and suddenly smiled leisurely.
"Since you know it's a generous gift, why did you leave with just a word of thanks?"
"Eh?"
"A basket of spring is very precious." Zong Yue suddenly said, "Most people don't know that this wine can also be used as medicine. It can be sealed with Snow Lotus, Blood Fleeceflower Root, and Jade Cicada. It can be buried underground for three months in the winter moon. Drinking it at the beginning of spring next year can cure the disease of blocked meridians."
"So what?" She raised her eyebrows at him, feeling that something was amiss.
"The pot of wine we drank last night was given to me by someone from Zhongzhou's King De. He suffered from Qi deviation while cultivating, and his blood and Qi were stagnant. He had no choice but to find me. Now, I've just found the three items for him and I'm going to bring them back to Zhongzhou to make wine for him." He stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at the empty bottle on the table. "But, yesterday, I met a robber who blocked my way. In desperation, this precious wine that I used to save my life was robbed."
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She gritted her teeth and glared at Zong Yue. Which idiot had called him 'clean', 'clean', 'sparkling', and 'flawless'?
Zong Yue's expression did not change, he was calm and composed.
Meng Fuyao thought for a while and suddenly laughed.
"The pot is empty, but I didn't see a basket of spring, nor did I see a robber. I'm a vagabond you took in last night. Have you ever seen a robber get into a carriage to travel together?"
She clapped her hands and turned to get out of the car. "As for why your wine is gone … Go ask your stomach." She laughed heartily and lifted the curtain.
"King De is ruthless and vengeful." Zong Yue's unhurried voice came from behind.
"So what?"
"If he knew that his life-saving wine had been drunk, he would definitely fly into a rage. Hmm … I heard that the Scarlet Wind Team under him is an expert in tracking and assassination …"
Meng Fuyao's hand that was about to lift the curtain stopped in mid-air. After a while, she flung the curtain and turned around. "You're playing so many tricks. Aren't you trying to make me stay? Sure. "
She took large strides and sat down. She pulled open the hidden drawer of the table and took out pickled fish, ham, dried bamboo shoots, and hibiscus cakes. She piled them all in front of her, then took out jade cups and silver chopsticks and started eating quickly. While eating, she said, "If you want me to stay, then you have to be able to support me. From now on, I will not ask for less than this meal. As for these jade cups and silver chopsticks, I don't mind that you've used them before, so give them to me. As for the clothes, your silver mink is good, but I don't like the mushy white color. Get me a black one. Alright, that's it for now."
Zong Yue played with the purple grass in his hands and said, "Sure, but you can't just eat and not do anything, right? Look at how fat you are! "
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She was tongue-tied. 'Am I fat? Am I fat? Am I fat? My figure is perfect, and my curves are exquisite. I will protrude when I should, but I will not protrude when I should. What are your eyes?
'This person gives off a clean and sparkling feeling, so why are his words so vicious? A man with a venomous tongue. Didn't he feel unworthy of his pure white clothes?
She stared blankly for a long time before turning her anger into appetite. After finishing a few dishes, she laughed coldly and replied, "Even if I die of obesity, it has nothing to do with you."
"Yes." Zong Yue was still as calm as ever. "My manservant cannot be too ugly, fat, silly, or beautiful."
"Your manservant? Who? "She narrowed her eyes.
Zong Yue did not answer her. He first looked her up and down, then nodded his head in dissatisfaction. "Fortunately, you're not beautiful, not smart, but not silly. As for your weight … it can be reduced."
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Meng Fuyao clenched her teeth for a long time before she suddenly laughed and nodded her head. "Fortunately, you're not pretty, smart, and a little fat. You're obviously a wretched, sharp-tongued man, yet you insist on dressing up like a handsome man. You think you're Ximen Chuixue, and you're full of lies, bullying, and framing others … Although you have many flaws, I believe that you can change."
She laughed so hard that her hair stood on end. "I'll spend some effort to train you," she said slowly.
"That's good." Zong Yue was not angry at all.
"Then let's see who trains whom."
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