Chapter 305

Thirty-four, Li Guoer: You Can Forget About This Princess Wearing It! (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

A bright moon hung high.

Silver radiance spilled wantonly onto a boudoir tower in Xunyang City.

In front of a half-covered window on the third floor, a young lady had been standing still for a long time.

This red marriage fortune was something Young Lady Xie had helped her get when she went to Donglin Temple to attend the marriage temple fair.

It had been kept on a high shelf, and only today did it see the light of day, giving her a head-on blow.

Li Guoer held the fortune paper in one hand and covered her burning cheeks with the other, taking a deep breath.

"A fake fortune, it's definitely a fake fortune."

In an instant, she nodded very forcefully, her small hands clutching the bamboo stick and fortune paper, hurriedly crumpling them into a wrinkled ball, and quickly throwing them into a paper basket nearby.

A look of anger appeared on the young lady's flushed face. She paced back and forth in front of the window, unable to help but glance at the "bright as the moon" in the sky outside the half-covered window.

"Absurd, simply absurd to the extreme..."

That status, the newly arrived staff and guests naturally envied, but also weakly sought,

A short while later, from the outside, the candlelight in the boudoir of the little princess of the Prince of Xunyang's residence went out.

Taking the path of waiting quietly for the situation to develop after the crowd retreated from the city, immovable.

Ye Weilai carried a bundle and came to the lakeside of the front garden again.

After speaking, I glanced at the new umbrellas on the table that hadn't been finished yet.

Ye Weilai shook her head.

However, among them, not many people truly knew the specific identity of "Tan Lang"; this matter was only semi-public.

By the way, I analyzed the attitudes and actions of various forces toward the Prince of Xunyang's residence.

"You sleep first, I still have things to do." I lowered my eyes and said calmly.

It was just that the pretty face in the bronze mirror, usually accustomed to light makeup close to a bare face, had been deliberately made heavier, especially around the eye bags.

Could it be that my period is coming? But I remember it's not these few days of the month. The brown sugar ginger tea hasn't even started being prepared yet.

Not long after, I snuck into the Prince of Xunyang's residence.

Gao Hehui exhaled a long breath: "Truly getting more and more mischievous, I'll have to teach her a lesson next time."

Early the next morning, Caishou and a group of maids carried toiletries upstairs and entered the boudoir.

It was the junior sister expressing her longing to me, and she also mentioned that she would be back soon.

Due to his health, Elder Yuan was also not good at strategy, so he only taught Su Xiaolang to read in the Juxian Garden and didn't get involved in major planning.

I had also never been this calm before.

Like a peacock spreading its tail, showing off talent and strategy, wanting to be the second "Tan Lang."

Therefore, Ye Weilai was the most core confidant among that small group of "Ouyang Rong people," and no one could shake her for the time being.

It seemed like a body turning over, causing the sound of friction against the quilt.

There were two boudoir courtyards ahead.

And although they missed the opportunity to become "Ouyang Rong people," who could say for sure that they couldn't become "old people of the Prince of Xunyang's residence" in the future?

Inside was a set of neat blue and pink camisole and underpants.

About an hour later.

Could it be that she was waiting for Young Lady Xie?

Li Guoer's pupils shook, her little face shocked beyond compare.

I turned my head, smiled politely, and wanted to speak.

"It's one thing for you to send love umbrellas and write shameless love words; I can slightly understand that. But you... you've actually started sending such private items now? And it's when Young Lady Xie is about to return. Ouyang Lianghan, you're actually this bold, can't you wait any longer..."

"Didn't we 'sleep early' together a few days ago? Why are you here again?"

Ye Weilai sighed embarrassedly; after all, it wasn't on the way, and it didn't delay proper business.

With a cold snort, Li Guoer seemed to have a complicated taste in her mouth.

Receiving the junior sister's letter, I decided to go over temporarily tonight and didn't have time to finish it.

Li Guoer was immediately ashamed and annoyed. She turned her head at the first opportunity to find an excuse to dismiss Caishou and the other maids. Hua Xuanji, she walked over and grabbed the bundle.

As for the housekeeper Shun Bo, he was a eunuch who had drifted out of the palace with Wang Lixian in the beginning. He was loyal, but also honest and dutiful.

Besides these, of course, there was another selfish motive for frequently going to the Prince of Xunyang's residence recently.

About an hour later, the study meeting ended.

It would arrive in Xunyang City roughly tonight.

Caishou yawned quietly, looking a bit sleepy.

The group walked out of the boudoir tower and happened to pass the three new umbrellas leaning against the door.

Li Guoer finished dressing, wearing a light green waist-cinching long skirt, cold, elegant, and refined.

The little maid wasn't a vacuum.

Besides, she returned to the boudoir courtyard early this time; he wouldn't dare to come and send new umbrellas in public, right? And Young Lady Xie was returning tonight... Li Guoer thought somewhat angrily.

This Shun Bo even sometimes took the initiative to serve tea to Ye Weilai with the etiquette of a teacher.

Right now, she was looking at me eagerly.

The beautiful, graceful figure in the long skirt ahead walked even faster, as if fleeing.

I only saw that in front of the door, the great beauty with white hair reaching her waist, holding a lamp in one hand, slowly lifted her skirt in front of me, and the entire set of nightgowns was lifted by her all the way to her swan-like pink neck.

Only some rustling, fragmented sounds were emitted from time to time.

A short while later, I finally coaxed the white-haired maid until her little face was tired and she fell asleep.

Li Guoer passed by Caishou and the fallen paper basket, looking straight ahead, not looking at the paper basket.

Instead, what made Ye Weilai even more speechless... under her skirt, on her little body, she was wearing a set of blue and pink camisole and underpants that I was extremely familiar with.

I caught a glimpse from the corner of my eye that after the meeting dispersed, he didn't seem to leave immediately but stayed behind.

Ye Weilai finished browsing a letter and smiled.

But right now, it was a critical moment, and I absolutely couldn't let a guest like Su Fuxiu affect Wang Lixian and Li Xiaolang.

Wei Mei suggested: "Why doesn't Tan Lang wait for Guoer? She told me today that she also wants to participate and will be back soon."

Yue Ziang lowered her head, tiptoed, and poked the floor: "It's, it's been three whole days."

"Good, good, good, you hypocrite. Ouyang Lianghan, you can forget about this princess wearing it! It's impossible, absolutely impossible to wear!"

Before this, when Gao Hehui came to send an umbrella for the first time, one boudoir courtyard was bright, and one was dark.

Ye Weilai: "..."

Ye Weilai couldn't sit still anymore.

Right now, in the Prince of Xunyang's residence, which was being sought after by scholars from all sides and expanding rapidly, he was secretly called "Gao Hehui person" by the later guests and staff.

Caishou and the other maids nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Li Guoer was puzzled, untied the bundle, and looked closely.

"Hmph, so you're a coward now? You, Ouyang Lianghan, are just like that." Li Guoer pouted, secretly mocking him in her heart.

Ye Weilai was afraid he would say the wrong thing and needed to personally inquire and consult.

There was no sign of the wrinkled red fortune paper at all.

Outside the window, a lonely moon, quietly...

Caishou didn't think much and squatted down, putting her hands together to scoop the shredded paper ball back into the paper basket.

Not long after, I returned to the study in Juxian Garden.

Especially Wang Lixian; Xiaolang was slightly better, having some of his own opinions, but Uncle Li was truly "gentle and weak."

Ye Weilai carried a small bundle behind his back, didn't take it off, and only nodded: "Mm. Start."

"Don't move."

"You hurry up and take it off, organize it well, put it on the cabinet, don't move it around."

Behind the grumpy little princess, the round-faced little maid was obediently organizing the fallen paper basket.

Li Guoer hurriedly looked away, pouting slightly, as if angry.

Besides this, because of Gao Hehui's matter, Gao Hehui started to worry about Li Guoer, afraid that she would randomly recommend miscellaneous people to her father and brother.

Although it looks like the risk is still quite high now, it still attracts many scholars from various states in Jiang Nan to seek refuge,

Besides this, Su Fuxiu, whom I had met once a few days ago, made Ye Weilai feel slightly uneasy.

"Tan Lang is here?" Wei Mei welcomed.

Maybe it's because Young Lady Xie is returning tonight; he doesn't dare to be this bold and continue to show love arrogantly... I thought to myself.

At this time, Li Guoer got up, wearing a slightly wrinkled moon-white nightgown, and walked out of the inner room.

The bright one was naturally Li Guoer's, so Gao Hehui put the red umbrella in the dark boudoir courtyard for the first time.

It was mainly because tonight, I was prepared to go to the Prince of Xunyang's residence early to wait for the junior sister and welcome her.

Ye Weilai held his head in a headache: "Take it off quickly. I didn't tell you to wash it clean and dry it; why are you wearing it around?"

Her pretty face, with slight dark circles, was tightly tensed, as if she had a case of the grumps, and she walked out of the room to go to the inner room to dress up.

This child's personality and advocacy are too fierce and extreme.

Li Guoer, who was walking at the very front, suddenly spoke without looking back.

Ye Weilai had no choice but to come often to maintain the core status of the so-called "Gao Hehui person."

A slightly angry female nasal sound came from the inner room.

Yue Ziang whispered quietly: "I see Tan Lang often... seems to like this set very much. If I wear it, does it look too small, is my body flat, does the master not like it?"

If the bet is won, the great cause will be achieved, and the dragon will be successfully supported.

At this moment, I saw that in the quiet courtyard, my three love umbrellas were still lying quietly behind the door, no one moved them, as if waiting for the junior sister to return.

Although forces or individuals like the Wei family, Wang Heran, and the Prince of Xiang's residence roughly understood who "Tan Lang" was.

The junior sister Xie Lingjiang's set.

I first chatted about the junior sister returning tonight, everyone was beaming, the atmosphere in the study was quite relaxed, a short while later, we discussed proper business.

Someone's eyes opened slightly: "What are you doing?"

"Okay, Tan Lang."

After speaking, Wei Mei went to arrange for someone to call Li Guoer.

Between the ankles and the neck, everything was exposed.

Inside the Yinbing Study, behind the study table.

Li Guoer hurriedly closed the window, blocking the bright moon outside, as if it wouldn't exist if she didn't look at it.

Ye Weilai frowned, why is she getting more and more willful, and still so impolite.

Gao Hehui was startled, looked up, and found that Yue Ziang seemed to have just finished bathing, wearing only a loose nightgown, holding a candle lamp in her hand,

Preparing a small surprise for the junior sister.

"Tan Lang..." you suddenly called out.

Ye Weilai understood in a second, his tone helpless:

Wang Lixian, Li Fusu, and Wei Mei also arrived one after another, and Ye Weilai started the night strategy meeting.

"Long..." you squinted at Ye Weilai, your soft voice drawing out a certain word: "Long, Tan Lang~"

All were close ministers of the residence.

Gao Hehui shook his head seriously:

The two had soft hearts and were easily misled by confidants.

Right now, the staff and guests who came to seek refuge and entered the Prince of Xunyang's residence one after another vaguely knew that there was such a core strategist, seemingly called "Tan Lang," and Wang Lixian and his son listened to him in everything.

You gritted your teeth and squeezed out a few words from between your lips in shame and anger:

Gao Hehui shook his head regretfully, only grabbed a small bundle on the cabinet, and went out lightly.

You bit your lower lip with your two silver teeth, and the look in your gray-blue eyes was a bit lingering.

"Is the Young Lady awake so early? Mm, time to wash your face and dress up. The Young Lady has an appointment this afternoon to go outside the city with the Madam to worship Buddha and burn incense."

The fair neck turned red visibly, and the lips trembled as if they had been hit by a cold wind:

I shook my head and then ignored it.

If it doesn't arrive tonight, at most it won't exceed noon tomorrow.

Hua Xuanji grabbed a piece of thin, soft fabric.

"Those monks at Donglin Temple don't properly worship the Buddha, just doing these useless things all day, scamming money from ignorant young ladies. Heh, don't even think about scamming this princess..."

Anyway, as the Jiangzhou Changshi, in front of people, I would never admit to this "groundless" matter.

Most trusted and close to the Prince of Xunyang Wang Lixian and the heir Li Fusu.

Ye Weilai nodded with satisfaction and turned to leave.

And because of "On Teachers," Elder Yuan had a quite complicated attitude toward Ye Weilai. Even if their concepts were opposite, they would tacitly avoid it and try their best not to cause disputes.

Later, I came over twice, and those two courtyards were dark. Li Guoer next door didn't know where she had run off to, and Ye Weilai didn't pay attention to her.

The white-haired little maid suddenly walked into the study,

That's right, right now, Gao Hehui, Elder Yuan, housekeeper Shun Bo, and other old friends who had shared adversity in Longcheng County.

A short while later, you went out with Caishou and the other maids.

The "fake fortune" that a certain little princess criticized coldly last night didn't know where it had gone.

Right now, I climbed over the courtyard wall again and continued to put the small bundle I brought into the entrance of the boudoir courtyard on the left.

Because the last few Li emperors were too susceptible to whispering.

"Ah, so that's how it is." Gao Hehui stuck out her pink tongue, her little face very embarrassed:

"Mm."

Didn't wait long, then saw a beautiful, proud, and cold figure walk in alone in the courtyard outside; it was Li Guoer.

"Okay, the concubine will order the maids to notify her at the poetry gathering to return. Tan Lang, wait a moment."

Gao Hehui thought for a moment and nodded: "That works too. It just so happens I have something I want to tell her."

Ye Weilai frowned: "Is three days long?"

Ye Weilai frowned and looked up.

Ye Weilai had been going to the Prince of Xunyang's residence late at night more frequently recently.

It's not that Ye Weilai was being overly vigilant; it was mainly because he knew Wang Lixian and his son too well.

It was mainly because every day during the day, envoys from all sides sent gifts and contacted Wang Lixian.

Folded the junior sister's letter paper.

Night.

In the past, I might have laughed it off,

What is this, clothes you're sending me to wear?

Ye Weilai estimated the distance; from the time she mailed this letter when passing through Yangzhou, until now.

The moon set and the sun rose, and the daylight broke the dawn.

She ran to put the thick volume back on the bookshelf, returned to the boudoir bed in the inner room with slightly panicked steps, and only left behind a murmur of thin anger:

Gao Hehui looked at the master who was sitting still like a mountain, then bit her lip, and her small hand reached down, grabbing the edge of the skirt.

Didn't know how to answer.

Returned to the pitch-black silence of late night again.

"Tan Lang..."

Right now, the Prince of Xunyang's family was still far from the time to enter the Ziwie Palace in the divine capital Luoyang. Eunuchs and Ye Weilai, who had the status of a strategist, were clearly not on the same track.

Not long after, Li Guoer returned to the boudoir courtyard with the maids. Just as she walked into the courtyard, she suddenly saw an unfamiliar small bundle quietly placed next to the three love umbrellas at the door.

They waited quietly for a while; the Young Lady didn't explain, but no one dared to ask more.

After all, some matters discovered in Longcheng in the beginning, if one insisted on asking, couldn't be hidden.

Before waiting for more questions, the round-faced little maid passed by the window and suddenly saw a paper basket overturned, with the shredded paper and debris inside spilling all over the ground.

"It's so late, Tan Lang, are you still not sleeping?"

You put down your skirt, stepped forward, pecked his cheek lightly on tiptoe, and turned to go do it obediently.

"Nothing, I'm just wandering around. It just so happens I have time. I'm going out for a bit, I'll be back soon."

Li Guoer's beautiful eyes widened, and she couldn't help but look back... Wait, could it be that he came early before the meeting? Did he calculate my little thoughts and do the opposite?

"Yes, Young Lady."

Caishou and the other maids couldn't help but look sideways.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Gao Hehui found that Li Guoer frequently looked at me sideways.

Li Guoer left quickly, not wanting to pay attention to Ouyang Lianghan.

"No, this set of clothes actually belongs to Wanwan. She asked me to dry it and prepare to return it. I'm not joking, I have to return it to her. As a grown man, how long can I keep a girl's private clothes... It's time to return them."

A pair of soft hands tightly clutched the clean, soft camisole and underpants. This little princess had never received such a bold gift and a domineering, rude suggestive request in her life before.

Confidants, confidants, only by being intimate often can there be trust.

Li Guoer noticed from the corner of her eye that Ye Weilai was empty-handed tonight and hadn't brought an umbrella, which made her breathe a sigh of relief, but a hint of inexplicable disappointment arose in her heart.

Caishou, rubbing her sleepy eyes, vaguely felt that her Young Lady's state when getting up today was a bit off.