Li Qinghuan

Chapter 20

The next morning, Ji Xing woke up with a splitting headache. He drank too much last night and his head felt dizzy and aching.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, wanted to sit up but found that his right hand was pressed by something, stretched out his left hand and pressed his forehead, looked sideways, and found that it was Song Li who was pressing his right hand.He was startled, stopped what he was doing, and began to think about what happened last night, but he really had a headache and couldn't remember anything.

Song Li was still in a deep sleep, Ji Qing called him softly a few times, but there was no response, before he woke up, Ji Qing turned sideways, gently dragged his head with his left hand and put it on the pillow, and at the same time put his head on the pillow He pulled out his numbed right hand, and hastily covered Song Li with a quilt, put on his shoes and tiptoed out of the room.

Ji Qing gently knocked on the door, exhaled slowly, and then fled in despair, returning to his own room next door to Song Li. ? Restless, he didn't notice the maid who was sweeping the leaves not far away.

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Song Li also woke up shortly after Ji Qing left, but he was so sleepy that he didn't intend to get up. First, he wrapped his quilt tightly, squinted his eyes and turned over, moved his nose, and then smelled the unique smell Ji Qing's grassy fragrance.He closed his eyes in a daze, took a deep breath, smiled subconsciously, and opened them suddenly after closing them for half a moment.

There is no one around... so where does this smell come from?Song Li endured the drowsiness and searched for a while, but before he could figure out why, he was overwhelmed by the drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep.

When he really woke up, it was already past noon, he pulled off the quilt, got out of bed refreshed, changed himself into clothes that didn't smell of alcohol, and walked out the door swaggeringly.

He walked to the door of Ji Qing's room, raised his hand and knocked: "Heming? Heming? Have you gotten up yet? Why are you lazier than me?" Song Li pushed the door open with his hands as he spoke. I turned my head and went into the room to scan for a week, but found no one, so I closed the door in disappointment, and prepared to find something to eat by myself.

"Young Master, are you looking for my Young Master?" A delicate female voice sounded behind Song Li.

Song Li turned around and saw a pretty girl standing behind him and looking at him with some scrutiny in her eyes.

This kind of gaze made Song Li quite uncomfortable, but after all, he was on someone else's territory, so he shouldn't be too presumptuous.So he said politely: "Yes, please trouble this sister to take me to find him."

The girl looked at him for a while, and said with a smile: "My son has something to go out, and I ordered my servant to entertain this young master. Are you hungry?"

Seeing her smile, Song Li always felt that she was a bit hostile towards him, but there was no actual evidence, and Song Li was indeed hungry, so he could only say, "Then I'm sorry, sister."

The girl could not help but smile when she heard his elder sister on the left and the elder sister on the right. This smile made her pretty face even more charming, and she responded crisply: "Young master, you don't need to call me elder sister, call me Yu." San will do."

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Song Li felt inexplicably sour.He said dryly, "Sister Yushan, let's go, I'm getting hungry."

Yushan and Song Li walked on the promenade one after the other, one was slim and the other was facing the wind, which was very conspicuous.

Yushan took Song Li to eat and then resigned to do her own business.

Ji Qing was not in the mansion, and Song Li thought that he was free, so he wandered around the garden with a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus candy.

There are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in this garden, and the sweet-scented osmanthus candy on hand is also made from freshly picked sweet-scented osmanthus by the cooks. It is very sweet.Song Li picked up one, threw it high, caught it with his mouth again, chewed it a few times and threw another one, but he missed it and fell into the pond. The carp in the pond quickly surrounded the sweet-scented osmanthus candy swallowed.

Song Li poked his head to look, then grabbed a small handful from his own plate and threw it down. Seeing that the group of carp had divided up the sugar, Song Li nodded in satisfaction, and whispered to the group of fish: "Don't look at it." That's it, the rest is mine."

After finishing speaking, he took the remaining sugar and walked away. As he walked, Song Li suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked back and sighed silently. road.

The garden was really too big, with luxuriant foliage and shady trees, Song Li couldn't find his way when he walked.Song Li thought that this was the end of the matter, so let's move on.

Song Li threw another sweet-scented osmanthus candy into his mouth, and said in his heart, "If you meet someone, please ask them to take me back. If it doesn't work, I'll go around the garden, and I can always find it."

Song Li was walking, when he suddenly heard someone chattering in front of him.He was overjoyed immediately, and was about to step forward to ask for help, but when he heard what they said, he suddenly stopped and hid himself in a corner.

"Have you heard? Mr. Ji dug up the jars of wine that the Thirteenth Lord buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree." It was a little girl who spoke, who looked a little older than the other little girl.

"I've heard that, what's the point? Only two jugs of wine, Lord Thirteen won't care too much." Another little girl answered in a soft voice.

"No, don't you know? I heard from Uncle Sun that those jugs of wine were specially brewed by Master Shisan for Mr. Ji to marry his wife." The girl said very seriously.

"The Thirteenth Master is really interesting. People only make wine when they marry their daughters. Mr. Ji is married to a wife. What kind of wine does he make?" the little girl with a soft voice wondered.

"Haha, yes, but this time it's good. I drank all my wife. It seems to be to entertain the young master brought from Yudu. The night watchman saw it last night."

"Really? What's the origin of the young master? Mr. Ji dug up wine that he himself was not willing to drink to entertain him? That's Mr. Ji's wife, Bener."

"Mr. Ji is willing, as long as he is willing. I don't know why, but I feel that Mr. Ji is very concerned about him. Oh, by the way, Yuan'er said that she saw Mr. Ji coming out of that little son's room this morning."

"Oh my god, is it true or not? Yuan'er is not talking nonsense, is she?"

"Yuan'er said she saw it with her own eyes!"

The little girl was shocked in place, and said in a low voice, "This...don't...don't let Sister Yushan know!"

Not only the little girl was stunned, but also Song Li who was hiding in the corner. He... drank Ji Qing's wife?Ji Qing stayed in his room all night?Was it misunderstood by the servants?Also, why...can't Yushan know?

Song Li felt that his head was getting bigger again. When he woke up this morning, he always felt a faint smell of Ji Qing. He was still wondering where the smell came from. He thought it was contaminated when Ji Qing sent him back last night. Up.

But thinking about it now, if the smell from last night could not be so strong this morning, he saw the opening of Jiangnan folk customs yesterday.

At this moment, if he rushes out to explain that he and Ji Qing are just friends, no one will believe it.

At this moment, Song Li just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in and follow the crack to this house. It would be best to get back to Yu Ducheng directly.

He closed his eyes tightly, held the unfinished plate of sweet-scented osmanthus candy with one hand, stretched out the other hand to cover his face, and rubbed it hard. And the rhythmless heartbeat adjusted back.

When he raised his head again, the two little girls had disappeared. He had no choice but to continue wandering along the path aimlessly, picking clusters of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers and pinning them to his ears, and grabbing a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers for a while. Osmanthus sugar is sprinkled in the pond to feed the fish.

Getting lost doesn't delay his play, but it's kind of like having fun while suffering.Most of the sweet-scented osmanthus candies were fed to the fish, and he grabbed the last few and stuffed them into his mouth whole. Holding the plate on the table is a little bit of a hindrance to his wrecking of the garden.Song Li roughly chewed the candy in his mouth a few times, and swallowed it all at once.Then he flicked the plate casually and threw it by the pond.

Although Song Li was young and full of energy, he still felt a little tired after walking for a long time.So he stopped, looked around, and found a very tall sycamore tree not far away. He walked over quickly, found a relatively thick and straight branch, jumped on tiptoe, and then found a tree. I lay down in a more comfortable position, closed my eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

Song Li was sound asleep here, so he naturally didn't know that everyone in Qifeng Garden was looking for him.In a daze, I just feel that there is noise all around, and I can't sleep well, it's very annoying.But it didn't last too long, and it quieted down after a while.

"My lord, I found it. He was on the old sycamore tree not far from the Fushi Pavilion, and he seemed to be... asleep. The little one didn't dare to disturb him." A servant hurried over to report to Ji Qing.

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine, don't call him, I'll go there in person." Hearing the result, Ji Qing felt helpless and funny, but still heaved a sigh of relief.

He went out in the morning and arranged for someone to take care of Song Li. The guy went for a walk by himself after eating and drinking. He didn't ask anyone to follow him. Ji Qing hurriedly finished the matter and rushed back to accompany Song Li had dinner, but couldn't find anyone anywhere, so he thought that Song Li must have lost his way in the garden, so he quickly sent someone to look for it, and finally found the plate Song Li used to hold sweet-scented osmanthus candies by the small pond.

Now all the servants in Qifeng Garden panicked, if Song Li accidentally fell into the water, and something happened, his son would have to kill them.

Fortunately, there was no danger, Song Li just climbed on the old sycamore tree and fell asleep.

After Ji Qing knew Song Li's location, he rushed over quickly, and several servants trotted behind Ji Qing who was walking hurriedly.

Seeing Song Li, who was sleeping soundly while hugging the tree branch, an unknown fire burned in his heart.Didn't this guy call his servants if he couldn't find his way? , I sleep here hugging a tree branch, the weather in September is already not so warm, and the south is so humid, what if I catch a cold?Is it just that you don't care about your body?Taking ten thousand steps back, even if it is not cold, the branches are so hard, it will not be comfortable to sleep.

Thinking of this, Ji Qing strode forward, grabbed Song Li's drooping robe, pulled hard, and pulled the man out of the tree, holding him firmly in his arms.

When Song Li opened his eyes, he saw Ji Qing. For some reason, Song Li said without thinking: "He Ming, I'm sorry for drinking the wine you used to marry your wife. .”