After a long while, Matriarch Ye finally caught her breath and opened her eyes. She looked at Ye Qingge with mixed emotions and asked with trembling hands, "You didn't buy it?"
"I didn't buy it!"
"Really?"
"It's true!"
After Matriarch Ye heard this, the wrinkles on her well-defined face hurriedly gathered. She nodded and fainted again.
Was there a need to do this with just one book?
Ye Qingge turned to look at Qi. Qi looked at the expression on Ye Qingge's face and found it hard to explain.
"Sixth Miss, why don't you go back first? I'll take care of Matriarch."
Otherwise, if you continue to stay here, I'm afraid Matriarch will never wake up.
No, it's not good for you to openly despise me, right?
Ye Qingge nodded and left Matriarch Ye's room.
...
"The moon shines in front of the bed. The glass is so frosty. If you don't wipe it off in time, it will get dirty if you don't do it properly."
Ye Qingge lay on her bed and looked at the bright moon outside the window. She couldn't help but feel excited.
Speaking of which, the only good thing about the original owner's room was the window facing the bed. She could admire the moon in summer and the snow in winter.
"If Li Bai hears your poem, he will most likely be angered to death."
Suddenly, a pleasant male voice with a chuckle sounded. A figure passed through the window and landed gracefully.
Ye Qingge looked up and met the man's overly good-looking eyes and the black veil that covered half of his face.
Aiyo, wasn't this the silly son of the landlord who had lost a hundred thousand taels of silver?
"I say, silly boy… No, I say, young master, it's been a long time since we last met. Is everything going well?"
As Ye Qingge spoke, she turned sideways and rested her forehead on her hand. She lay on the bed and looked at the person with a faint smile.
The man looked at Ye Qingge and raised his eyebrows.
Her tone was 30% nonchalant and 70% sweet and delicate as if she did not think that it was very inappropriate for a young girl like her to have such an attitude.
"I didn't expect Miss to miss me so much. I'm really flattered."
After saying that, the man flicked his clothes and sat down in front of the round table in the room. He subconsciously poured himself a cup of tea.
He suddenly remembered that he was wearing a mask, so he put down his teacup resentfully.
"Since Young Master wants to drink tea, why don't you take off your veil so that I can see your true appearance?"
Ye Qingge looked at the man with a burning gaze.
"Miss Ye is actually so curious about my appearance? Could it be that you have some… ulterior motives for me?"
These words were definitely a great insult to any young lady from a noble family, but to Ye Qingge, she didn't feel anything.
Ye Qingge looked at the man in front of the table. Although he was dressed in ordinary black, it gave him a sense of déjà vu.
That natural and unintentional elegance seemed to be engraved in his stock.
This man was definitely not an ordinary person. This was what Ye Qingge knew from the last time he came.
However, looking at him today, this man's bearing was probably among the nobles and generals.
"It's an ulterior motive. There really is."
Ye Qingge smiled sweetly. Her tone was sweet and naive, and her big eyes were very bright, like a pearl soaked in water.
The man admitted that he had seen all kinds of women. They were cold, cute, beautiful, and charming. They all had ulterior motives for him, but they pretended not to have any.
However, the person in front of him was the first to clearly say that she had ulterior motives.
However, she did not know his true identity. Could it be that she really coveted his beauty?
Thinking about it this way, it was very possible.
The man immediately stood up and tugged at his clothes to prevent his naked body from being exposed.
Pffft! Ye Qingge laughed.
"Young Master, you're not too beautiful, but you're dreaming. Don't misunderstand. I'm after your waist…"
When the man heard this, his eyes which were as bright as black jade flashed.
After my waist?
And she said she wasn't lusting after his beauty?
"…Money."
I say, can you not pant when you speak?
If you want money, you want money. Why do you have to raise my waist?
When the man heard this, he seemed to heave a sigh of relief, but the next moment, he felt a little unhappy.
Was he being despised by her?
The rebellious spirit in his heart rose, and he couldn't help but sneer. "Why? Am I not worthy of you?"
Ever since he was born, he knew that he was good-looking. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was as good-looking as Pan An. He did not expect to be despised by this little girl today.
His beauty was not even comparable to the smelly copper thing at his waist.
"You?"
Ye Qingge suddenly sat up, got off the bed, and circled the man twice.
As she rubbed her chin, she let out a sigh and sized the man up from head to toe.
The man subconsciously raised his head, his posture even more upright.
"So… so-so."
Ye Qingge stood still and gave a rather pertinent evaluation.
"Are you sure my looks are so-so?"
The man was so angry that he laughed. His curved eyes were like crescent moons, and his eyes were filled with desire.
It seemed like the landlord's silly son was angry.
Ye Qingge nodded her head and realized something. So men were also good at competing in beauty and couldn't lose?
Would it be more unacceptable to lose to beauty than to say that he was a "little bird"?
"Don't be discouraged. You're not that bad, so you have to relax."
As Ye Qingge spoke, she wanted to pat the man's shoulder, but he suddenly took a step back and avoided her.
Ye Qingge was stunned and didn't understand what was going on. Did she have a virus in her hand that she couldn't even touch?
Did he still need to maintain a one-meter distance from her?
Wear a mask while you're at it?
Alright, he had indeed worn it. In ancient times, there were no masks. A veil was equivalent to a mask.
In the face of social death, the man coughed lightly and explained with his hands behind his back, "The poison needle you used last time was too strong. I have to guard against it…"
Ye Qingge nodded in understanding.
Once bitten by a snake, ten years in fear of a rope!
She was using anesthesia again. She understood, she understood.
"You just said that I'm not good enough. May I know which famous young master you're referring to?"
The man glanced at Ye Qingge, not forgetting what she had just said.
He was childish and refused to admit defeat. He had to get to the bottom of it.
Moreover, he was wearing a mask now. Who would know who he was?
"He's not from a prestigious family. He's just a friend I met a few days ago."
Ye Qingge smiled casually and sat down in front of the table.
She poured herself a cup of tea. It was cold, but it was fine. She had never been picky.
The man was stunned when he heard this. He didn't say anything and just looked at Ye Qingge with a strange expression.
Seeing him like this, Ye Qingge couldn't help but try to persuade him, "Why don't you take off your veil? Maybe you'll be more elegant than my friend?"
"There's no need. I believe that Miss Ye's friend must be handsome and elegant. If we're fated, we must meet."
After saying that, the man smiled slightly, looking a little regretful that he was not fated to see him.
After pondering for a moment, he asked again, "I wonder what's the relationship between Miss Ye and that friend?"
What was their relationship? Naturally, they were friends. What other relationship could it be?
However, this person was very strange. When he heard that her friend was a handsome young master, he asked around.
Could it be that he… liked men?
As the saying goes, when will the mandarin ducks stop hugging each other? Yang watched the show from the side.
This same-sex love had existed since ancient times, so she would not despise or dislike it.
However, if it was Brother Tang… She couldn't help but shake her head when she thought about how that godly young master was gay.
No, she had to protect our hero, Tang Mo.