Early in the morning, the air in the rural residence was excellent. Grey-winged sparrows stood on the branches and pecked at their food. It had just snowed the night before, so the sunlight was even clearer. The vegetation was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the atmosphere of the New Year was very strong.
Jiang Ruan woke up early in the morning. After a simple breakfast, she and Lian Qiao went to the pear orchard for a stroll. It was not yet time for the pear orchard to bloom, but the branches were luxuriant with leaves. Lian Qiao felt a little regretful, "It's not time yet. If the weather gets warmer, the pear blossoms will all bloom. That would be nice."
Jiang Ruan smiled faintly. The flowers and grass were nothing more than competing for a beautiful color. In her previous life, she had also seen trees full of pear blossoms in the palace. Suddenly, it was as if the spring breeze had blown all the flowers open. Not only pear blossoms, but there were also peonies, water lilies, hibiscus, Chinese roses. The palace was full of flowers, but unfortunately, only one person could enjoy all the scenery. Later, she thought that there was someone else who could watch the flowers bloom and fade with her. Only when she died did she discover that it was just an illusion.
The flowers were just like her life. They looked bright and beautiful, but when they decayed, there was no place for them to live. They fell to the ground and turned to dust. The only faint fragrance they had left was also bitter.
Lian Qiao noticed that Jiang Ruan's gaze was somewhat deep. She did not know what she was thinking, but her expression was sad and cold. She was startled and asked with concern, "Miss?"
Jiang Ruan returned to her senses and shook her head, "It's nothing, let's go."
As the two walked and stopped, they did not notice that in the dense forest behind them, there was someone who had been standing for a long time.
That person was dressed in a lake green silk robe with golden edges, a vest made of multicolored jade, and a pair of sky-blue boots. He was dressed in a luxurious manner. His gaze was fixed on Jiang Ruan's figure, full of infatuation.
This person was the youngest son of Zhang Lan's family, Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao usually liked to sleep under the pear orchard. Today was the same as usual. When he suddenly heard a woman's voice, it was no different from a cat seeing a fishy fish. He immediately looked towards the source of the voice and was stunned when he saw who it was.
Jiang Ruan was dressed the same as yesterday, except that Bai Zhi did not comb her hair into a bun. She had tied a small part of her hair into a hibiscus bun at the back of her head, and the rest was casually draped over her shoulders. This made her appear a little older, and actually had a more beautiful flavor.
The pear blossoms in the pear orchard had not yet bloomed, but a layer of snow had accumulated on the branches, as if they were blooming pear blossoms. However, her skin was whiter than the white snow, and her face was brighter than the pear blossoms. Her expression was cold, but her eyes seemed to casually sweep across the bushes and branches. It was like a pool of clear spring water gently rippling through one's heart, making one's heart itch. Her voice was too far away, and he could not hear it clearly, but he could imagine that crisp and moving voice. She slightly raised her head to look at the ice crystals hanging on the branches, and her exposed neck was as graceful as a swan's.
Chen Zhao swallowed his saliva, and his gaze fell on Jiang Ruan's slender figure in the distance. The cotton robe was too loose, and it concealed her slim waist. Although she was young, and looked like a young girl, she had a lively and fragrant liveliness. It was as if the charm of a mature woman and the tenderness of a young girl were all displayed on her. He had not realized before that Jiang Ruan, after a serious illness, had such beauty. She was really a natural stunner.
If he could own such a stunner and go crazy with her every night, it would really be a wonderful thing in the world. Chen Zhao's expression was uncertain, and it was unknown what he was thinking about. He stood there, deep in thought.
Not far away, Lian Qiao also noticed Chen Zhao's silhouette, and her face darkened, "Miss, let's go back early. There are unclean people in this garden. Be careful, and don't get into trouble. "
Jiang Ruan followed her gaze, and her lips curled into a light smile, "Okay."
Chen Zhao was staring at Jiang Ruan in a daze. Unexpectedly, he saw the little beauty smile at him. This smile contained an indescribable meaning. It was not like the naivety or shyness that a little girl should have. There was only a kind of faint temptation, like an epiphyllum that contained a faint cold fragrance. It was momentarily aloof, but also contained the charm of the night.
Chen Zhao could not help but be infatuated. Until Jiang Ruan and Lian Qiao left the pear orchard, he did not recover from the amazement of that smile.
Very quickly, Jiang Ruan and Lian Qiao put this matter to the back of their minds. Three days passed peacefully. During these three days, Jiang Ruan would casually walk around the Zhuangzi. Occasionally, she would also run into Chen Zhao. Unexpectedly, Chen Zhao was much more well-behaved than before. He did not stick to her like a housefly like before. Only then did Lian Qiao feel more at ease. However, there was also a worrisome matter. Seeing that the day of handing over the embroidered handkerchief was approaching, Jiang Ruan's handkerchief had not been embroidered.
After Jiang Ruan fell into the water, Zhang Lan temporarily did not mention the matter of embroidering the handkerchief. She only wanted to slow down and embroider it again. A few days ago, Chen Fang deliberately brought it up, which made things difficult for Lian Qiao and Bai Zhi.
Now that Jiang Ruan's health had not fully recovered, the two of them naturally could not let Jiang Ruan do this. It was fine if Jiang Ruan did not embroider herself, but she did not allow the two of them to embroider with her.
"Miss," Lian Qiao disapprovingly looked at Jiang Ruan, who was leaning against the window and reading a book, "The embroidered handkerchief is about to be handed over, why is Miss still so relaxed?"
"Don't worry," Jiang Ruan flipped a page.
"How can I not worry," Lian Qiao said with a bitter face, "If the embroidered handkerchief is not handed over, those people will find an excuse to be harsh on Miss's expenses."
Jiang Ruan sighed and closed the page in her hands. When she first came to the rural residence, she brought three chests. One contained clothes and utensils, one contained silver jewellery, and the last one contained books. These were all things that her mother had left for her. Initially, she had thought that she would keep them by her side, but she had entered a tiger's den. Zhang Lan's family was greedy and unkind, stealing openly and secretly robbing. In the end, the only thing that was not taken away was this chest of books.
"Before the distribution date, we should return to the fu," Jiang Ruan caressed the large characters on the cover of the book, "Don't worry."
Lian Qiao frowned and wanted to say something, but she saw Bai Zhi push open the door and walk in, "Miss, Miss Fang is here."
Lian Qiao was stunned. A pink figure appeared behind Bai Zhi. Chen Fang smiled and greeted, "Miss."
Today, she was wearing a pink jacket embroidered with butterflies, a small pink skirt of the same color, and a pair of red leather boots. Her hair was combed into an exquisite cloud bun, and on her ears were heavy golden wing carved flower earrings. In her hair, there was a gold silk hairpin.
Lian Qiao sneered and looked at Chen Fang with a gaze full of disdain. From head to toe, everything on her was Jiang Ruan's things. To think that she could put down her pride and openly wear these things on her body in front of her master. She was indeed worthy of the word 'bandit'.
Jiang Ruan reached out to support her chin and smiled faintly. The bandits were fearless and had become more and more rampant in recent days. But it didn't matter. Since they were here to collect their debts, they would definitely spit out everything that was hers without leaving a single drop behind.
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