Today is New Year's Eve, The garden is full of beautiful things and jewels are shining.
Under the eaves, a group of servants and old women were grinning from ear to ear, holding thick reward envelopes in their hands, with their faces beaming with joy.
"It turns out that the old lady is the most generous. If it were any other family, how could they get so much reward money?"
"Yes, my family sent me here, and now everyone in my family has a job. I stay here, and the food and accommodation are better than before."
"The old lady is kind and blessed, not the kind of person who bullies slaves. I just don't know what the son-in-law will do in the future..."
"Shut up now! If the old lady hears you, you will be in trouble... Miss Bai, Miss Baizhi."
From afar, Bai Zhi was dressed in silk and satin, with flowers and pearls in her hair. She had grown up with Song Lingzhi since childhood. When the maids in the mansion saw her, they had to give her some respect and did not dare to offend her easily.
Bai Zhi had a cold face, holding the hand warmer in her hands, and looked at him with a frown: "Do you think you can gossip about the master's affairs? If the old lady hears, I will beat her up, but I am afraid that the nanny will be embarrassed."
The old woman apologized repeatedly, saying that she had drunk too much last night and said nonsense: "Miss, please be kind and never do that again."
After saying this, he slapped himself twice.
Bai Zhi looked straight at the people and said neither good nor bad. She just sent a maid to bring hot water.
Passing through the screen wall, Bai Zhi saw Qiu Yan guarding the door. She walked over quickly, lifting her skirt.
He tilted his head to look at the warm room behind him.
The thick gorilla felt curtain blocked the view, and the cold wind howled and penetrated into the skin and bones.
Bai Zhi hugged the hand warmer in her sleeve tightly, looked around curiously, and lowered her voice carefully: "The girl is not awake yet?"
Qiuyan shook her head: "I've told the old lady about this. The old lady feels sorry for the girl and said it's okay to let her sleep a little longer."
In the warm room.
The room was covered with layers of green gauze curtains, and the lights were not yet on, leaving only vague shadows.
The sky was about to brighten, and the burning incense burner beside the couch was glowing red.
Song Lingzhi rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, his almond-shaped eyes were sleepy, and there were still tears at the corners of his eyes.
His nose twitched slightly, and a faint scent of sandalwood spread around his body. Song Lingzhi was suddenly startled and raised his eyes sharply.
What caught my eye was a corner of a moon-white nightgown with a gold-threaded edge, and above that was a pair of bottomless black eyes.
Shen Yan's eyes were lightly covered with long eyelashes, and there was no trace of fluctuation in them.
Even though Song Lingzhi couldn't help herself in Shen Yan's palm last night, Shen Yan remained calm and composed as he looked at Song Lingzhi's graceful almond-shaped eyes.
Blushing.
The blush spread from the tips of her ears to her neck, and the scenes of last night once again came into her mind.
The transparent and bright bronze mirror reflected Song Lingzhi's pretty face, which was flushed with shame.
Shen Yan's brocade robe was intact, without a single unnecessary wrinkle. His heavy eyes were lowered, casually taking in all of Song Lingzhi's expressions.
His cheeks were burning. From time to time, the voices of Qiuyan and Baizhi could be heard from the garden. Although they were whispering, Song Lingzhi still listened to every word.
She was stunned: "Why are you still here?"
She cried like a tearful person last night and changed several handkerchiefs in a row.
Afraid that it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Song Lingzhi was afraid that the noise coming out of her lips and teeth would disturb others, so she bit Shen Yan's sleeve and didn't dare to let go at all. Her eyes were hazy and she was about to cry.