Although this place was dilapidated, there were still many flowers in the courtyard that she couldn’t name. The fragrance of the flowers came with the wind, gently brushing past her hanging temple hair.
The young gentleman turned his face, and the hands touching her shoulders slightly exerted force, inconspicuously pushing the extremely close Li Ruantang outwards.
She wasn’t very smart to begin with, and now she was even more foolish. She didn’t even notice that her collar was open.
Meng Jun frowned in disdain. He didn’t care to see any so-called fair skin of a woman. Besides, what was so good-looking about Li Ruantang? Wasn’t she just a bit softer than men?
Even if he unintentionally saw it, he had to wash his eyes. After all, he hadn’t forgotten the incident where she pulled his waistband and embarrassed him in public when they were young!
This Li Ruantang, she only had a face that was good at deceiving people. She looked gentle and polite, soft and gentle, but she was actually a reckless character.
If it weren’t for the peaceful times now, with the empress ordering the suppression of military and the promotion of culture, how could she be allowed to return to the capital to continue being a shinu?
If Li Ruantang didn’t return to the capital, his mother wouldn’t have racked her brains, insisting that they had some childhood sweetheart relationship and wanting him to fly onto the branch and become her shijun.
In fact, he already had… already had someone he cared about.
Thinking of that woman’s gentle smile, Meng Jun’s ears suddenly felt a bit itchy.
Although he hadn’t spoken more than a few words with Sister Wei, with her literary talent and transparent understanding, she should have been able to see through the poem he wrote.
Meng Jun was lost in thought, and his fingers lost their sense of propriety, pinching Li Ruantang’s arm until it hurt.
The young gentleman looked melancholic. Li Ruantang pursed her lips and hesitantly reached out her hand to lightly pat his frost-colored wide sleeve.
She wasn’t very good at interacting with gentlemen. She thought for a moment before saying, “I don’t remember anything.”
After saying that, she nodded again. “I really don’t remember anything.”
The hemp cloth on Li Ruantang’s forehead, which had just been changed, was soaked with fresh blood stains. Her complexion was pale with a yellowish tint, and her apricot eyes flickered.
She wasn’t very good at lying.
However, these words couldn’t be considered deceiving him.
She really didn’t remember who he was, let alone know why she appeared in such a dilapidated courtyard.
Apart from remembering her own name, she only remembered a young gentleman who cried and made a bet with her, saying that if he couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, he would give up Xuanyu.
Although Li Ruantang couldn’t remember what Xuanyu was, just saying these two words in a low voice made her extremely reluctant.
It should be something she cherished.
Li Ruantang glanced out the window. The unknown flowers were blooming vigorously, adding a lot of warmth with their purple and red colors.
She silently estimated the date. It was probably around April or May, and there wasn’t much time left before the bet.
Marrying a husband?
Li Ruantang’s ears secretly turned red. She stole a few glances at the unhappy young gentleman who pursed his lips, and quickly sat upright beside him in a very serious manner. She no longer remembered being frightened by the spider and turning pale.
Never did she expect to see such a handsome and fair-skinned gentleman in such a destitute place.
Li Ruantang secretly marveled. Originally, she shouldn’t be so rude, but this young gentleman’s appearance was truly stunning.
Just a turn of his eyes and a lowering of his brows, brushing away the tears clinging to the corners of his eyes, he was as elegant as an immortal. Not to mention when he stood up to pour tea, his long fingers brushing his sleeves, naturally quiet and elegant.
“So…” The young gentleman turned his eyes slightly. “Are you still in pain?”
Speaking of which, he had never seen Li Ruantang in such a sorry state before. Although he didn’t want to marry her, when they rolled down from such a high slope, it was her who firmly protected him in her arms.
Therefore, it wasn’t a betrayal of his own intentions to show polite concern.
“It’s alright.” Li Ruantang smiled slightly at him. “May I ask if you know where this place is, sir?”
Meng Jun shook his head.
When he woke up, he was in her arms. Recalling the softness he had rested on, Meng Jun was stunned. In his peripheral vision, Li Ruantang’s collar was still a few parts open.
He abruptly turned around, his fingertips trembling slightly on the cup.
“Your, your collar!”
It was over, it was over, he had seen it!
The young gentleman regretted it and secretly grew annoyed, dejectedly closing his eyes. Li Ruantang was indeed a reckless person. At least she had also read books and attended school, yet she didn’t have any of the prudence and stability of a scholar.
