Chapter 18 Unresidential

Lan Sheng's ears were pointed. They said that he was fat or not. He leaned out and said, "You only care about comfort at your uncle. Just let go and eat and sleep casually. Can't you worry about getting fat?"

Zhixian seized the opportunity and said, "This is reasonable. Tell me what you want to eat. We don't have to worry about it like our sisters. If I can't do it here, and your uncle of the Blue family, he has great power. Even if you want stars, he can find a way to get it for you.

Lan Sheng was really unhappy and said, "I'm still young. It's appropriate to ask my uncle to call me old, and it's better to call my name directly."

Zhixian sneered, "In terms of generation, why is it difficult for you to be an uncle with Rong and a brother? You are nine years older, and your uncle doesn't wrong you. Or do you dislike our warm son and don't want to get married with her?

Bu Nuan really wants to cover his ears and fights again. If the three sentences are wrong, it will be noisy. It's better not to meet.

Lan Sheng was obviously worried about Bu Nuan's misunderstanding. He threw away the towel in his hand and said, "I don't have time to quarrel with you. It has nothing to do with you whether you don't like it or not. I'll stay warm, and she will do it when she knows it. As for you, be more virtuous. The Langjun who surrounds you is serious. After all, no one wants to marry a female tiger home.

Zhixian's face was red and his ears were red, and he peeked at his face secretly. Seeing that there was nothing strange about him, he was relieved, but he dared not fight with Lan Sheng anymore. After sitting for a while, he became sleepy and said warmly to Bu with his eyes, "I can't sit still. I'm going back to the Bi washing table. Are you going?"

Didn't wait for Bu Nuan to reply. Rong Yu looked up at the sky and got up and said, "It's getting late. Let's all go!" After taking the lantern sent by Tingzhou, he handed it over to the bun girl beside Zhixian and ordered, "Good life is shining on the way for the lady. There may be unevenness on the road. Be careful."

The girl should be blessed. Zhixian looked at him disappointedly, hoping that he could send her back, walk a period of road side by side, and say a few words of self-conside, so that she would look like a married couple. But what about him? There has never been an ordinary person's soft words, and a broken wind lamp has sent her away.

She is full of complaints. If she wants to be the governor's wife, she must be generous and calm. All the relatives in the clan are enthusiastic about her and promise Shen Rong. The world says that the general is a Confucian general and elegant minister. How many people can see him? Her humble love is like a practice. I don't know how far she has to go alone... Maybe it will be fine after marriage. Husband and wife are one, and then he can always care more about her.

Rong Yu saw off Zhixian and turned to ask the housekeeper Qu, "Has Mei Wu been cleaned up?"

Qu Shoucai bowed and smiled and said, "The girl knows that there is a banquet tonight. She has been scrubbing everywhere for a long time, and it can be settled in the past."

Meiwu is simply covered for Lan Sheng! The court ordered that after the curfew, idle people were not allowed to walk around. If they left dinner, it meant that they had to stay overnight. He often loves to mix with Rong and others, and it has become a practice to live in Meiwu every night. As soon as the servant saw him coming for dinner, he quickly returned home. In the past, he thought it was good. Meiwu had a good scenery and far away from the wall. Sleeping in would not wake up the market. But now he is not satisfied, because Meiwu and Yanbo Building are separated by a long way. He can't send warm children back and can't say goodbye to her in front of the building. Meiwu's benefits can never be stronger than the beautiful woman.

He moved to Rong Yu's side and smiled, "I'll stay in Zhuzhi Hall tonight!"

Rong Yu made a concession and looked at him, "There is only one bed in Zhuzhi Hall. Where do you sleep?"

"Squeeze it. At worst, you sleep outside and I'll sleep against the wall." Lan Sheng felt that he had made a great sacrifice, and the woman slept on the inside of the bed. He had to do this. What else can Shen Liulang say?

Rong Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "You and I sleep together. Are you still not human?"

Yes, there are so many broken sleeves in this world that men and women can avoid suspicion, and men and men can't be vague. What's more, neither of them is married, and everyone's face is not good-looking.

Lan Sheng had no choice but to warm the cloth, "The night is so deep. Since I have the tolerance to accompany you, I won't see you off. Be careful on the way!"

Bu Nuan nodded ignorantly. After all, he is not a dull person, and he can always vaguely feel something. She looked up at him, smiling with a warm light in his eyes. She avoided his sight and said, "I don't have to. You can settle it earlier!"

Ronghe squeezed his lips tightly under the terrace, and somehow, he was not happy. He turned his face to look at Bu Nuan. She stood in the wind and flew on her arms, like the sky in Buddhist murals. He laughed at himself, and now he is also a mother-in-law. His current mood is about the same as the shade of those years. I once heard that my brother-in-law hid in the study alone and cried when he gave it to the Xia family. Now I look at Lan Sheng's great hospitality, and my heart is hard to say.

Bu Nuan hurried over, looked at his face and said no words, and did not dare to talk without authorization, so he also followed him.

Turning around a weeping begonia forest, he gradually slowed down and turned around to stare at her thoughtfully.

Bu Nuan paused and asked in a staggered way, "What's your uncle's order?"

Under the light, the face is gentle and charming, standing beside a cluster of leafy begonias, looking at each other, autumn waves like water.

Rong Yu asked, "What do you think of Lan Sheng?"

The cloth warmed and the jade stove looked at each other. The jade stove was extremely cheerful, and the fingers on her arm subconsciously tightened.

It seems that it was right for the jade furnace, and even my uncle saw the clue. Bu Nuan was a little sad. They were eager to match her. She seemed to have become a hot potato. As long as someone was willing to marry, they would be happy to complete it.

She lowered her head to play with the palace and said lonely, "General Lan and I just met yesterday, and I don't know how he is. What did my uncle do when he asked this?

Rong Yu didn't know how to reply for a moment and said vaguely, "It's nothing. He is a warm-hearted person and has a good relationship with me..." After that, he stopped again and frowned and found that he was poor.

Bu Nuan heard it in a cloud, and it didn't seem to be a matchmaker for her. Is it an over-interpretation of Lan Sheng's enthusiasm? Anyway, as long as you don't tell her to pay more attention to Lan Sheng, it's easy to negotiate.

She smiled and said, "If you don't mind your uncle's advice, Nuann'er should treat him like an uncle."

Rong Yu thought about how he didn't do this in the end, but how did he end up like this? I really recognized my uncle! He came down in silence and slowly walked towards the depths of Begonia with his hands behind his back.

The jade furnace couldn't touch the door and came to Bu Nuan's ear and said, "What does the sixth son mean?"

Bu Nuan muttered, "How do I know! Didn't you hear him say that he had a good relationship with General Lan? He asked me to respect Lan Sheng and tell you people not to hit him.

The jade stove collapsed and sighed, "Six princes really, isn't it good for a young lady to get a good match? It's so harsh that it's not human at all.

Fortunately, they fell a large part. Bu Nuan leaned over and saw that Rong and his sleeves had arrived at the drunken lake. Although she was not worried about being heard by him, she couldn't help the girl's mouth, so she threatened, "Be careful, this is not Luoyang. You have also heard about the rules of the house. It's the first thing not to say nonsense. If you do this again, look back and drive you out of the house!"

"It's like a temple admonition." The jade furnace stuck out its tongue and said, seeing that Bu Nuan's pace accelerated, he hurriedly chased after him.

There were several fallen leaves on the ground. After a day in the sun, they drained the water, stepped on them, and smashed their bones in an instant. The warm soles of the cloth are crisp, but the feet are always avoided intentionally or unintentionally. She tilted her head and thought, could it be that the general felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to trample on those withered leaves? Such a great sentiment is admirable.

Rong Yu inadvertently turned around and saw that she was distracted. He said strangely, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Bu Nuan answered, "It's nothing. I want to ask my uncle why he let go of those dead leaves?"

She was full of expectations and expected that he would probably have a compassionate feeling. Unexpectedly, he looked down and said gently, "I've stepped on it and fell into the cracks of the bricks. I'm afraid it won't be easy to sweep tomorrow."

The cloth was warm and a little sad. She is really stupid. How could she expect a general with armor and a knife to have the thoughts of the wind and snow at the same time! Can you become a literati in a big robe and a drooping hair? The general commanded the three armies, and there was no open space in his mind to hold any flowers and plants.

Rong Yu is a wise person. Just by looking at her expression, you can know what she is thinking. He smiled faintly. The girl's family was really exquisite, and the man was rough and could not be compared with each other.

He kicked Luo Ying on the roadside with his toes and said lightly, "I've seen too many casualties on the battlefield. In fact, I'm tired of it. Look, it's more like a corpse..." He said, a little embarrassed to see her pale face. Coincidentally, he arrived at the lakeside pavilion, and the Yanbo Tower was close at hand. He looked back at her and said, "Are you sleepy?"

Bu Nuan shook his head, "Is uncle sleepy?"

It's really strange. Speaking of which, it's also very hard today. The banquet guests are the most tiring on the scene. At this time, they should have rested, but they didn't feel sleepy at all. Rong Yu smiled and pointed to the stone bench in front of him and said, "Let's sit there."

The jade furnace has already yawned for days, and Bu Nuan said, "It's right in front of you. If you are tired, go back. Uncle is not an outsider. It's okay."

The jade stove is eager. She is a stubborn person, and she is eager to find a bed when the sun sets. After tossing to the third watch, it was already difficult for her.

"Then I'll prepare fragrant soup for the lady first." She stuffed the pole of the windlight into Bu Nuan and said solemnly, "The maidservant retreats first."

Rong and slightly nodled and didn't say anything. He took the lamp in Bu Nuan's hand and went down to the corridor pavilion, and inserted the pole into the carved stone cave under the eaves.

was illuminated within a few steps, and the cloth warmed up the steps with the skirt. Rong Yu sat facing the drunken lake. She stood behind him and stared at him. The night breeze was slightly cool, brushing up his drooping hair and flying in wisps.

He moved a little to the side and pointed to the stone stool next to her to sign her to sit down. Bu Nuan also remembered her father's teaching to her before coming to Chang'an. She didn't sit at the same table with the man, and it was even worse to sit side by side, so he was careful to open a position, which was not too much.

Rong and don't say anything, but it's funny in my heart. She is worthy of being a lady of the Bu Ruyin family, and her every move is the standard. He squinted at the lanterns lit on the water corridor in front of the Bamboo Branch Hall. In fact, this decision was a little capricious. He was not sleepy, so he pulled her as his companion. Bu Nuan is a kind child who is afraid of him. Naturally, he can say whatever he says.

The breeze is bright and the moon is clear, and the night is quiet. I just feel happy, and I don't need to think about anything in my mind.