Chapter 35 Pansy
Qin Lang has been very busy recently.
At first, he took the little female cat Tuan Tuan to work with him, and then he started working on his own. Later, after leaving Youyuan Tuan Tuan to be a widow for a while, he took her to work with him again.
Qin Lang originally considered it inconvenient to carry a cat with him, but later he felt that it might be more convenient to carry a cat with him.
The reason can probably be attributed to two points.
The first is her low sense of presence that seems invisible to outsiders.
Secondly, although Tuantuan is a cat with a foxy appearance, he has a dog nose.
It may not be accurate, but Tuantuan's ability to sense the surrounding environment is indeed amazing, which is why she has been able to bring news from all over the Zhou Dynasty to the Tianshan Mountains for twenty years.
Including this time when she came to Qin Lang, she was also extremely vigilant about staying around for a long time because of her sensitivity to the environment. This made Zhen Ji, who was equally sensitive, restless all the time. Finally, she was Zhen Ji took it out.
Qin Lang took her to do things. To exaggerate, it was like carrying a portable clairvoyance, which was very convenient in all aspects.
...
"Meow..."
"What's wrong Tuantuan?"
In fact, one day not long after the day when Gu Jin and Su Yinping had a discussion, Qin Lang was walking in Jianping County. The little female cat on his shoulder, which was like a statue, suddenly blinked its big blue eyes, and then purred vigilantly from its throat.
Tuantuan generally only snores under two circumstances.
One is when you are happy.
The second is when you are unhappy.
It was definitely the latter now. After the little female cat finished snoring, she looked in all directions, and then she rubbed Qin Lang's face and calmed down.
"..."
Qin Lang did not take her reaction lightly. He touched some Xingnao pills left in his pocket and did what he had to do, but just in case. Just in case, I brought the face towel I used before again.
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In this way, about seven days passed and Qin Lang’s affairs were finished.
The routine has also resumed.
Practice leisurely in the morning. After practice, I will wipe my body with the Princess... No, I should wipe my body with the Princess, and then practice swordsmanship with the Princess.
It takes a day to freeze three feet. After all, it is not so easy to master the "Sword Art Armor". Without Qin Lang watching these days, to be honest, Su Yinping is not very good at practicing swordsmanship. strength.
As for the time in the evening...
Although Qin Lang wanted to accompany a certain girl to walk Zhen Ji like before, the certain girl seemed to avoid him.
Even after Qin Lang returned to his normal schedule, the first words between the two of them were sent by Su Yinping.
“What did she say?”
“Janile said... let you spend time... with Madam...”
"?"
"She...the lady she was talking about...is naturally me..."
Su Yinping was afraid that Qin Lang wouldn't understand, so she pulled the hem of her skirt and stood on tiptoe, raising her head The pretty girl with a reddish face explained:
"I am...that lady."
"Ahem, I understand..."
"She asked you...to accompany me well..."
"This...I understand..."
Qin Lang was a little embarrassed because of Su Yinping's embarrassment.
There is no way, because it would be fine if Gu Jin said the words "take good care of your wife". It is easy for outsiders to retell it with some meaning, which will make a certain princess who has not yet left the cabinet feel a bit confused. Shy or something.
But having said that, Su Yinping is not stupid, and he also knows that this is not Gu Jin's original intention.
He said that he asked Qin Lang to spend time with his wife, didn't he mean to say, "Go to your wife, don't come to me"?
Su Yinping has regarded Gu Jin as a sister since she was sixteen years old. The development of her relationship in the past ten years has been as deep as the relationship between herself and the one on the throne. Now, her good sister, who has always been indifferent , finally meeting someone who seemed to be a true friend, Su Yinping naturally couldn't bear to see the two of them break up.
"Qin Lang, did you do something to make her angry, or is Jin'er getting angry again?"
"Well...this matter is quite complicated..."
Qin Lang thought for a while, but it was hard to say directly that it was because I promised to teach her cloud manipulation, but ended up teaching you first, so she had a little knot in her heart.
Doesn't this sound like Qin Lang is driving a wedge between the two sisters?
Although Qin Lang grew up with his senior sister, he still has some theoretical common sense about relationships that are larger than two people.
Not being provocative is one of them.
The second of them, and what Qin Lang is about to do, is to keep a bowl of water level when facing people who care about him the same!
"Yin Ping, hide the dried fish. Tuan Tuan has eaten too much recently. I'll go find Jin'er."
"Hmm, you two must be good to each other. Jin'er has grown up so much, and she has only recognized you as a friend so far."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Qin Lang smiled, and pressed Su Yinping's jade hand intentionally or unintentionally, originally to reassure her, but unexpectedly, not only did he not press the princess's heart, but it rebounded and jumped up.
One thing to say is that a man’s body is strong, even his fingers are so strong...~
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"Drive! Drive -"
It was evening again, and the girl in black rode Zhen Ji for a lap under Qingniugang. When she returned to the locust tree, Qin Lang appeared.
"Jin'er."
"..."
Gu Jin opened his mouth, wanting to say something like "Stop calling me that".
There's no reason, it's just that this is what happens when friends have conflicts.
Anyway, when we were in the capital before, some of the maids in the house were like this with each other, so Gu Jin felt that the same should be true between her and Qin Lang. If they had any disagreements, they should do it seriously, and they should stop using more affectionate terms. .
But after thinking about it, I might as well forget it.
It's not that she likes to hear him call her "Jin'er" so much, it's just... she is a lady after all, and she should be more generous in her behavior...
So he can call her if he wants to. , but Gu Jin wanted to stop calling him Qin Lang.
"Young Master Qin, what's the matter?"
"Are you still angry because I taught my wife how to play the cloud hand?"
"Eh...?"
Gu Jin was stunned. I was stunned, unable to react for a moment.
What is he saying...
angry…?
When...?
Who is against whom...?
"That matter...well...how should I put it, there is indeed something wrong with me."
Qin Lang scratched his hair and sighed:
"Although I agreed to teach you, I didn't take into account how much you attached importance to this matter at the time, so I did it casually..."
"..."
"But through this matter, Jin'er, I also hope that you will say more about what you think in the future, express more of your wishes, and then...that's..."
...
< br>What Qin Lang said seemed to make sense, but also seemed to make no sense.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Because his subsequent words were becoming increasingly blurry in Gu Jin’s ears.
What is equally blurry is everything in front of you. The dim skylight, Zhen Ji next to her, the tall locust tree, and his familiar face...
"Jin...Jin'er?!"
"..."
When the scenery in Gu Jin's eyes was unknowingly covered by hot and humid water vapor, Qin Lang's voice finally became smaller and smaller.
Seeing how the originally clear and cold eyes of the girl standing straight in front of him could become so wet and soft and pitiful, Qin Lang raised his hand in disbelief. He originally wanted to Wiping away the tears that were quietly flowing from the corners of her eyes, she found that the more she wiped them away, the more hot tears rolled down her still calm face.
"It's obviously you..."
Even when Qin Lang wiped her tears, Gu Jin's eyes did not blink, she just held her face up motionless, Looking at Qin Lang, there was a trace of uncontrollable choking in his voice.
"What...what am I...?"
"It's obviously you who are angry with me...it's obviously you who...ignored me..."
"???"
"I shouldn't...I shouldn't be like that, so you..."
She hadn't spoken in such a sultry voice for a long time. After many years, she finally remembered that people felt uncomfortable in their hearts. Sometimes, no matter how hard I try, I can’t say everything I want to say in one go:
"I know, ever since I made you angry...you leave so early every morning...come back so late, just...you just don't want to see me or talk to me, I..."
"No...no! Sumire Son, you..."
"My wife has always...asked me to make friends since I was little...I tried before, but failed...this time again..."
"No, no, no, not this time. Failure!”
“It’s all my fault…”
"Sumier, you...don't say that, it's not..."
...
Suddenly faced with another unknown side of a certain girl, looking at the pear blossoms in front of me with rain but dullness Qin Lang, who was blaming himself for the princess's bodyguard, was a little incoherent for a moment.
He never thought that there would be crying assassins in the world.
No, let’s not talk about assassins, just the personal bodyguards of big figures like secret guards. Qin Lang never thought that he would see such a person crying with his own eyes.
However, if you think about it carefully, she is only sixteen years old after all, just the age of adulthood.
Since childhood, I have witnessed my whole family being silenced, living under the shelter of others, and then entering Biluo Valley...
Such an experience will indeed make most people habitually think, how can such a person cry?
Even if you cry, how can you cry so heartbreakingly... or even heartwarming?
But in fact, Gu Jin was never the emotionless, cold-blooded killer that most people, including Qin Lang, thought.
She herself may naively want to hide her feelings and her own nature, but little does she know that such things cannot be hidden cleanly.
Qin Lang should have thought of this when he learned that she killed the protector of Biluo Valley when she was ten years old.
If it was a little girl who people imagined had lost the feelings of ordinary people because her whole family was silenced, how could she rather risk her life to kill the protector than harm those who participated in the trial at that time? What about the other girls?
Yes, for Gu Jin, the tragedy she experienced since childhood did not make her lose feelings, but made her desire feelings even more...
Her cold temperament was never because of Indifference to feelings and rejection of feelings.
It's just that I lost my parents and family too early, so I can't express it.
......
"Jin'er."
Qin Lang no longer tried to wipe the girl's tears.
Since she thought she had been angry with her, it just so happened that Qin Lang was going to hand over the results of his busy work these days to her today.
"I want to give you something."
"...?"
The girl in black sniffed her red nose and looked at Qin Lang steadily and blankly.
Then, Qin Lang took out a flower from his arms.
A flower that is just about the size of Gu Jin’s fist looks very thin and swaying, but each of its four petals is covered with three rich colors of purple, white, and yellow.
"This is called pansy."
"Pansy... pansy..."
"Well, it's not a flower native to Dazhou, but there is one on the border. I've seen it at the foot of the mountain before. , but I have been looking for it for a long time these days."
Qin Lang handed the flower into Gu Jin's hand and said with some embarrassment:
"I was born on the border, and I am a rough person, not as good as the capital. Maybe the people in the Jiangnan area are so understanding, so it might be a bit tacky to give you this flower, but the reason why I went to find this flower to give you is because of the last words you said to me on the day of the competition.”
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The day of the competition...
Finally...
[The lady is the flower and I am the leaf. In addition to setting off the flower, the leaf can also support the flower]
Gu Jin quickly remembered , because it was she who said this at that time, Qin Lang said "Okay", and then ignored her from the next day.
But in fact, Qin Lang just went to find this pansy nearby and gave it to the person he thought was most suitable for this flower.
"The madam is indeed a flower, but you are not her green leaves, you are also a flower. If you ask me to describe it, the madam is a peony, born rich and noble, loved and envied by countless people, and you are this pansy, seemingly It's inconspicuous, but it has its own color... I think when your parents gave you this name, they probably hoped that you could live out your own rich colors like the pansy..."
" ..."
Gu Jin lowered her head, listened to Qin Lang's words, and looked at the flowers in her hand. After a long time, when her wet eyes were almost dry, she raised her head:
< br>"So...you have been...picking flowers these days..."
"..."
Qin Lang's mouth twitched.
Can this girl speak...
After talking for a long time, he said that she was a flower picker?
"If you are willing, you can understand it this way."
"Then you...are not angry with me..."
"Well, of course not. I thought you were angry with me."
"Then we...are still friends..."
"Yes."
Qin Lang With firm eyes, he grabbed the girl’s little hand and squeezed it:
“Better than a friend!”
"..."
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When the misunderstanding between friends was solved and they continued to be friends, under the same night sky, the official road leading to Jianping County On the road, a mighty group of people was marching towards Jianping County.
“Drive——!”
“Drive!”
There are three hundred bay-red horses. The people on the horses are wearing gold-colored rhinoceros robes, pear knives hanging on their waists, and their faces are all black veils embroidered with white pear blossoms. Although their faces cannot be seen clearly, you can tell from their bodies and the sound of horses drinking that they are all woman.
"Your Majesty, the Governor of the Town, Jianping County is coming soon. Do you want to send a signaling owl to inform the local magistrate?"
"No need, the Holy One said to keep a low profile, so we should hurry up and pick him up early. Princess, please go back."
"..."
"What?"
"Zhen Fu, I dare to ask what they mean..."
"Oh, that's right, you don't know the details... Lord Qianju is also accompanying the princess on this trip."
( End of chapter)