northernbook Chapter 289: Falling in love with Langyue again
Chapter 289: Falling in love with Langyue again
I picked up a piece of fermented fish and it tasted sweet and spicy. I quickly asked Huaichuan to try it too.
Huaichuan took a bite and said it was too spicy and he couldn't handle it.
Lang Yue didn't take it seriously and ate a few more pieces. "It's not spicy at all...it's clearly sweet."
Qi Huan's smile deepened. "This dish was pickled by the chef in my house. If you like it, bring a jar back... and let Pavilion Master Nangong taste it too."
Yao Jia also loves spicy food, so Lang Yue didn't think anything was wrong when he heard that, so he nodded in agreement.
Qi Huan ordered the cook to make some more fish with fermented lees, and while they were waiting, he made some black tea for them to help them digest their food.
Lang Yue's gaze unconsciously passed through the window lattice and fell on a boxwood tree covered with snow in the yard.
Fragments of memories emerged from his mind, leading him there.
Somehow, he pushed aside the snow and picked out the pebbles under the roots of the tree.
"what are you doing?"
Lang Yue was startled and turned around to see Qi Huan standing behind him.
"But you're looking for something?"
The fragments in Lang Yue's mind disappeared in an instant.
Holding the pebble tightly in his hand, he stammered and couldn't explain why he was here.
Qi Huan glanced at the pebble in his hand and said calmly, "It's cold outside, you should come inside and sit down."
Lang Yue nodded, put the pebbles back in their place, and followed Qi Huan into the house.
Qi Huan made a new pot of tea for the two of them and pushed the teacup in front of Lang Yue.
"Try it. This is the new tea I asked someone to bring back from the south. It tastes really good."
Langyue picked up the teacup and took a sip. His mouth was filled with the refreshing fragrance that was refreshing to the heart.
I couldn't help but praise: "It's really good tea."
Qi Huan smiled and said, "Is Master Langyue a native of Jiangnan?"
Lang Yue shook her head. "I was sold to Jiangnan when I was seven years old, and then bought back to Xiaoyao Tower by Boss Bai. I stayed there for ten years. When I was seventeen, I was chosen by my Liu Zhengjun and given to Yaoyao as a birthday gift."
Qi Huan felt sad when he heard this and looked at him with some pity in his eyes.
"You grew up in a place like that, but you suffered a lot?"
"How could that be!" Lang Yue took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "My boss is a kind person. He never allowed us to be beaten or scolded. Although our food and clothing are not as good as what we have now in the mansion, they are much better than those of children from ordinary families. What's more rare is that he will teach us according to our wishes."
Langyue was glad that he did not fear the hardship and chose to study martial arts. Otherwise, Shuanghua would definitely have chosen Qingfeng, who was more outstanding in appearance.
Then he and Yaoyao missed their fate.
When Qi Huan heard him talking about the past, he smiled but felt unhappy inside. Perhaps this was his fate.
"Is Pavilion Master Nangong nice to you?"
Before Lang Yue could answer, Huaichuan interrupted and said, "How could it be bad? He was the first one to follow the master after his daughter came of age. You can imagine how much favor he has shown."
"Then why haven't you got a name yet?"
This question made both of them stunned.
Huaichuan: …………
You can't say that Langyue is a fence-sitter, so I turned and looked at Langyue.
But Lang Yue lowered his head with a blank expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.
At this time, the servants came in with a few cans of fermented fish. Huaichuan pulled up Langyue, who was still in a daze, and said goodbye.
As soon as they got on the carriage, they remembered that Yao Jia had told them before they came here to find out what Qi Huan meant by the emperor's successor.
He turned back to look at Lang Yue, "What's wrong with you today? Why don't you take advantage of the heated conversation between Lord Qi and you to ask him what he thinks of opposing the crown prince?"
Lang Yue was stunned for a while, and suddenly he came to his senses and slapped his thigh, "Yes, how could I have forgotten this."
Huaichuan glanced at him speechlessly, "It's too late to know now. We can't go back and ask again."
Lang Yue was very upset, "My brain is really going backwards as I grow older."
Huaichuan sighed, "Forget it, let's go back and talk to Yaoyao and see how she arranges it."
This is the only thing we have for now.
Yao Jia didn't expect that the two of them could really get anything out of Qi Huan's mouth. After all, such a big matter as appointing a crown prince was not something that he could tell just anyone who asked.
The next day, inside Tianxing Pavilion.
Yao Jia finished dealing with the matters at hand and stretched lazily.
At a glance, I saw Lang Yue standing by the window.
I called him twice, but he didn't respond.
I walked over and followed his gaze downstairs.
I saw a few younger disciples making a snowman under a boxwood tree.
"Lang Yue wants to build a snowman?"
Without waiting for his reaction, she took his hand and went downstairs.
When the disciples downstairs saw the two of them coming down, they hurried over to pay their respects.
Yao Jia waved her hand, "You guys play your own games, don't worry about us."
Yao Jia was never one to put on airs, so when his disciples saw this, they all laughed and went back to making snowmen.
Yao Jia walked to the boxwood tree, looked at the half-finished snowman under the tree, bent down, scooped up a handful of snow from the side, rolled it into a ball, and piled it on the snowman.
Lang Yue saw that she was very interested and looked doting, "When I was a child, I also loved playing under the boxwood tree."
Yao Jia paused and turned her head to look at him, only to find that his eyes had moved to the boxwood tree.
Lang Yue seldom mentions his childhood in front of Yao Jia, not because he doesn't want to recall it, but because his family suffered misfortunes when he was a child and he was constantly resold, and his memories are all messed up due to the displacement.
Yao Jia put down the snowball in her hand and looked at him quietly.
Lang Yue's eyes fell on the snowman. He squatted down, rolled up the snow with his hands, and slowly spoke, "When it snows, I also like to make snowmen, but someone always tells me that snow is too cold, and it's the same to make snowmen with pebbles."
Yao Jia exclaimed, "Ah!", looking confused, "Could it be that when you were a child, you were like me, and you were easily affected by cold?"
Lang Yue shook his head. "I don't know. I only remember this sporadically. I still can't remember the rest. It seems that those memories were forcibly stripped away..."
He looked at Yao Jia and blinked. "Those memories are not happy. It's good this way. I only remember the things in Jiangnan and the little things between me and Yao Yao. This is good."
Yao Jia was moved by what she heard. ‘Life is like a dream’ could bring back memories deep in one’s heart. She unconsciously held his cold fingertips, “Don’t worry, Langyue, if you…”
"Pavilion Master Nangong!"
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a soft call.
Looking back, Qi Huan was actually standing not far away, looking at them with a smile on his face.
"Why is Lord Qi here?" Yao Jia stood up and walked over, nodding slightly to him.
Qi Huan bowed his hands and said, "I just sat for a while at the Grand Master's place and was about to leave. I passed by here and wanted to come and see the Pavilion Master."
Yao Jia raised her eyebrows slightly. Yaoguang Tower was outside and Wangshu Tower was inside. No matter how far they passed by, it was impossible for them to pass by here.
Qi Huan probably came to find her on purpose under the pretext of looking for Xiu Lan.
"We ate Master Qi's fish with fermented lees yesterday, and today the first batch of calendars has just been made. Langyue, go and get a few in person."
Lang Yue said "yes", nodded to Qi Huan and left.
Qi Huan kept staring at his leaving back, and it took a long time before he withdrew his gaze.
Yao Jia's heart tightened when she saw this.
Qi Huan looked very much like his deceased sister, Concubine Qi, and was also an old bachelor. Most people in Kyoto speculated that the emperor was using him as a substitute and therefore did not allow him to marry.
"Master Qi, you are not interested in my personal assistant again, are you? This is not okay. You know, although he is my assistant in name, he is actually my husband-to-be. You should not steal my love."
"Hahaha, how could it be...I...wait a minute!"
Qi Huan was halfway through laughing when he suddenly came to his senses and squinted at her.
"Pavilion Master Nangong, please don't believe the nonsense. Qi is a normal man."
Qi Huan flicked his sleeves and walked up to Wangshu Tower.
Yao Jia shrugged. The look in his eyes just now made it hard not to have dirty thoughts.
However, I vaguely heard from people that Qi Huang had a son with his concubine, but unfortunately the child was kidnapped and killed by criminals.
Perhaps he was too heartbroken by the loss of his son to dare to remarry and have children.
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