Today is the day off for Baiyao Pharmacy. Only a small medicine boy is left at the entrance, idly fiddling with the abacus.
Although it is a day off, it only allows Yu Ji to sleep a few more hours to make up for the sleep he lost when Yu Chi Feng woke him up a few days ago.
It is already late in the morning when Yu Ji finally leaves the warm bed reluctantly, humming a tune and washing and dressing up slowly.
He wears the new red dress that He Yuwei made for him. He ties up his long hair with a golden phoenix hairpin and decorates it with golden flowers, making his neck look slender and giving him an extraordinary temperament.
He applies makeup to his eyebrows and lips, and carefully draws a fiery red flower petal on his forehead.
He looks at himself in the mirror from left to right, and only then is he satisfied and puts down the fine brush in his hand.
After putting on makeup, he doesn't walk out of the room. Instead, he pushes open the wooden window of the bedroom, allowing a large amount of sunlight to spill in. The sunlight outside is just right, and coincidentally, there are swallows flying past the eaves, chirping noisily.
But Yu Ji has no intention of looking at those scenes. He sits on the chair by the window, supports his chin with both hands on the window frame, and looks at He Yuwei, who is busy in the opposite house with a big smile on his face.
He Yuwei is holding an embroidery frame and embroidering a string of golden leaves on the light pink brocade. Her posture is elegant, bathed in the sunlight, and extremely gentle.
Noticing the noise from the side, He Yuwei turns her head and looks at Yu Ji's extremely charming face, smiling gently.
Across the narrow alley, she says to Yu Ji,
"You finally woke up. It's already late in the morning."
"Oh, I just slept a little longer. It's not bad to be able to see Sister Yuwei as soon as I wake up." Yu Ji squints his eyes and smiles brightly. Although he has a feminine appearance, this smile makes him look a bit more handsome.
"You. I'm almost done with this embroidery, and you just woke up."
"Let me see. Why is it a pink dress?" Yu Ji leans forward, looking curiously, "You usually only make clothes for Feng Tingliu and me, and give other tasks to others. But you also know that I never wear pink. So this dress..."
"The trading caravan brought back a good fabric, said to be from the Western Regions. Although it is pink, the texture is excellent. It is naturally for City Lord Feng. Alas, I don't know if he will wear it." At this point, He Yuwei looks worried and shakes her head.
When the embroidery is finished, He Yuwei cuts the thread with a small pair of scissors, shakes out the pink dress, and a long shirt with an elegant temperament is revealed in front of the two.
Yu Ji looks at the luxurious dress, and his eyes turn slyly, immediately showing a fox-like cunning smile.
"I'll take it to Feng Mansion! He will definitely wear it!"
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When Yu Ji brings the dress to Feng Mansion, Feng Tingliu is drinking tea in the study, and Yu Chi Feng is also waiting on the side to massage his shoulders.
Feng Tingliu glances at the pink fabric with only his peripheral vision. Before Yu Ji can fully unfold the dress, he snorts and says, "Take it away."
Feng Tingliu usually likes plain-colored clothes, with moon white, bamboo green, and water color being the best. Although they are plain colors, they are decorated with gold and silver, highlighting his temperament. Now this light pink dress can enhance a person's noble air and perhaps add a few touches of worldly charm to Feng Tingliu's face.
But it is still a pink dress after all...
"Don't rush to refuse. This is a superior fabric. Just try it on!" Yu Ji smiles like a fox. Today, he insists on seeing Feng Tingliu wear this pink dress no matter what!
"I won't wear it. Don't bother me." Feng Tingliu frowns tightly, holds the teacup in his hand tightly, and takes a sip of tea.
Although Feng Tingliu looks cold, Yu Ji knows that he won't be furious because of such a small matter - of course, the premise is that Yu Ji doesn't go too far.
"Oh, Sister Yuwei knew that your clothes were soiled, so she made this dress overnight. You don't know how hard she worked. I woke up early in the morning and saw her embroidering..."
"You probably woke up late in the morning. He Yuwei had already been embroidering for several hours."
Feng Tingliu interrupts Yu Ji's words and mercilessly exposes his lie.
"Well, just wear it. You're still young, but you dress so plainly every day. You might age prematurely." Yu Ji is undeterred and even strokes his fiery red skirt, deliberately showing it to Feng Tingliu.
"I won't wear it. Get out!" Feng Tingliu's patience is almost exhausted. If the person in front of him were not Yu Ji but some other ordinary subordinate, the teacup in his hand would have already shattered into pieces at that person's feet.
Seeing Feng Tingliu angry, Yu Chi Feng quickly puts his hand on his shoulder and gently massages to soothe him.
But Yu Chi Feng is also thinking about what it would be like if Feng Tingliu wore such a dress...
Thinking of this, he can't help but hesitate for a moment, leans down and whispers,
"Master, the person who sewed this dress had good intentions. Don't be angry."
Feng Tingliu sneers, waves Yu Chi Feng's hand away, and suddenly stands up.
"It's just a dress. You two are so concerned about it." Feng Tingliu raises his eyebrows, his anger evident, walks forward, and snatches the pink dress.
Just when Yu Ji is panicking, thinking that he is going to destroy this dress, Feng Tingliu suddenly walks towards the screen.
"Get out. Do you want to watch me change clothes?"
Yu Chi Feng is stunned. Seeing that he is really going to change into the clothes, he is both surprised and happy, and hurries forward: "I'll help Master change clothes."
"No need. Wait outside."
Feng Tingliu glances at him and strides behind the screen. Yu Chi Feng doesn't dare to stay any longer. He follows Yu Ji out and closes the door.
Yu Ji stands outside the room, feeling quite good. He smoothes his long hair, looks at Yu Chi Feng, and says, "He actually listens to you."
Yu Chi Feng is confused by this statement.
"Master is clearly angry. Why did he still change into the clothes?"
"You're asking me? He is moody. He does whatever he wants. How would I know what he's thinking." Yu Ji shakes his head, "Just like I don't know why he keeps you by his side either."
"Is that so special?"
After hearing this, Yu Ji gives him an unrefinedRoll of eyes.
"Are you saying that you are special to him?"
Although Yu Chi Feng can tell that this is a sarcasm, he still can't help but let his mind wander and even really thinks so, unable to help but feel a little smug.
But Yu Ji's next sentence dispels his joy.
"Since he is moody, now that he has changed into that dress, who knows how he will torture the two of us later." Yu Ji says and sighs, "However, I am a doctor. If there is to be a punishment, it would be you who is strong and healthy first."
Yu Chi Feng is not annoyed by this statement. He just turns his head to stare at the door, looking forward with eager anticipation.
Just when Yu Ji is about to continue teasing Yu Chi Feng, the door is suddenly pushed open.
At the same time, a gust of wind carrying the fragrance of flowers blows in, fluttering a light pink hem. The golden silk willow leaves on it sway with the wind, synchronizing with the willow trees in the garden.
Yu Chi Feng's eyes widen, and he stares at the person in front of him in a daze.
Feng Tingliu is indeed suitable for this pink dress, making him look like a young nobleman in his prime. Perhaps to match the temperament of this dress, Feng Tingliu casually ties up half of his long hair with a white jade hairpin, adding a few more touches of charm.
It is like a peach blossom falling on a willow branch, adding a touch of brilliance.
But when Feng Tingliu slightly narrows his phoenix-like eyes and looks over, the oppressive feeling in those crimson abyss-like eyes is exerted without reservation.
Even if a beauty is about to claim one's soul, one would have no complaints.
For a moment, Yu Chi Feng can't tell where the source of the floral fragrance is, nor can he tell whether the flowers in the courtyard are more blooming or Feng Tingliu is more charming.
Feng Tingliu slightly raises his eyebrows, gathers a smile in his eyes, brings the pipe to his mouth and takes a puff, looking even more charming, "How is it?"
Yu Chi Feng is stunned for a while before finding his voice. For a moment, his voice is hoarse, "Master is naturally extremely good-looking..."
Seeing his infatuation, Feng Tingliu is not annoyed. He chuckles and steps forward, looking down at him from the high steps, and uses his index finger to tap his forehead. Feng Tingliu uses some force, and Yu Chi Feng is jolted back to his senses and takes half a step back.
Feng Tingliu laughs twice, takes a puff of the pipe and looks at Yu Ji, "Well, are you satisfied?"
Yu Ji is actually also a bit stunned. He knows that Feng Tingliu is good-looking and that this dress is not feminine, but he really has a bit of an intention to see Feng Tingliu make a fool of himself. But he didn't expect that Feng Tingliu would have such an effect when wearing this dress...
"Ha... Satisfied, satisfied. City Lord Feng is truly charming and has the appearance of an immortal! I suddenly remembered that there is medicine boiling in Baiyao Pharmacy. Ha... I'm going back first..." Yu Ji is veryGuilty conscience and turns to run away.
Feng Tingliu doesn't stop him either, watching the bright red figure run out of the courtyard.
Feng Tingliu turns his head and looks at Yu Chi Feng again.
Yu Chi Feng inexplicably becomes nervous, as if Feng Tingliu's gaze is tightening his nerves, and all the muscles in his body are tense.
Feng Tingliu slightly narrows his crimson eyes and is about to say something when he is interrupted by a strange voice.
"Oh dear~ City Lord Feng, I haven't seen you for a few months. How come you're wearing a pink dress? Pink is delicate. How old are you now?"
Yu Chi Feng looks up in the direction of the voice.
There is a man in his thirties sitting on the roof of the main house. He has a charming face, not the kind of charm that Feng Tingliu shows with his clothes, but a wild and unrestrained charm that comes from within. He is wearing a black and red robe, his long hair is tied into a ponytail but is messy and swaying, and he looks over with a smile in his eyes.
But Yu Chi Feng feels a chill down his spine and immediately becomes alert. He draws the long sword behind him and stands in front of Feng Tingliu.
The man's face is covered with terrifying black patterns!
The patterns are like vines,Entanglement on his left cheek, with the longest one reaching the corner of his eye, like a poisonous creature, making one's hair stand on end.
"Who are you!" Yu Chi Feng shouts.
The man smiles slightly, like a poisonous snake entwined by vines, ready to kill at any moment. But he doesn't attack. Instead, he gets up and jumps down, landing lightly and gracefully. He walks towards the two unhurriedly with a light and unrestrained pace.
"I am the person who knows City Lord Feng the best. Don't you think so?"