The three of Kong Ling didn't stay long, and soon went down the mountain. Qing Nineteen received a secret message from Kong Ling: "Not three months, but one month! You wait for my letter!"
This is because Ling Shanjun was mad at him.
Qing Jiu picked up the hem of his clothes and followed the clay doll into the door, and walked along the rice paddies to the thatched cottage. The hem of Xifu's clothes was heavy and bulky, and he struggled a bit, walking very slowly. Two clay dolls were bouncing in front of him, always three steps away from him.
"Tomorrow the groom will be able to meet Mr. Lingshan."
The thatched hut looks dilapidated from the outside, but the inside is very clean and tidy. It looks like a lot of space, and there is even a bathroom, separated by a screen. Probably there is a formation to expand the space.
Qing Nineteen looked around, pointed to the couch by the window: "Can I rest here?"
The clay doll murmured in circles: "What is the groom doing here? Sleeping on the bed, Mr. Lingshan specially added two soft quilts before leaving, saying that the groom is delicate and expensive, so that the groom can sleep better."
Qing Jiujiu stared at the bed not far away, as if seeing a tiger and wolf.
The two clay dolls bounced away again: "The groom can take a rest, let's fetch water for the groom to take a bath."
After tossing and tossing, Qing Nineteen was indeed tired, and rolled onto the bed under the urging of the clay doll.
The bed smelled like the owner's house, Qing Jiujiu raised his head awkwardly, after a moment of stiffness, he couldn't support himself and lay back down.
The clay doll asked under the bed: "Can't the groom sleep? Does the groom want to read a book?"
Qing Nineteen shook his head, thinking that I can't read big characters, what book should I read.
Just fell asleep like this.
The next day, Qing Nineteen woke up very early, the old servant always got up early in the habit of Xiaochun Zhuang, and he was always looking for trouble when he got up.
He took out a coat from the Qiankun bag left by Kong Ling, put it on, and went out to wash. As soon as he went out, he saw a person standing on the terrace.
The man seemed to have heard the movement and turned around. Qing Nineteen saw his appearance clearly and was slightly dazed.
He used to be in the Peacock Mansion, he had met many young men and women from rich families, none of them could compare to the young man in front of him in appearance, even Kong Ling was three points inferior to him.
The young man closed his eyes and smiled warmly: "You got up so early? I caught fish, do you want some fish soup?"
After half an hour.
Qing Jiujiu sat at the table with her knees tucked up, looking furtively at the young man's busy back, a turbulent wave arose in her heart.
Lord Lingshan? This is Lord Lingshan? Isn't Lord Lingshan a mortal old man? It is said that he has lost all his teeth!
Two clay dolls were piled up to play by the stove, and Lord Ling Shan said softly, "I'm going to turn into porcelain dolls again, go to Madam."
The clay doll happily rolled over and called flatly, "Madam, Madam."
Qing Nineteen showed a stiff smile, and raised her hand to touch her red earlobe.
Ling Shanjun brought up the stewed fish soup and placed it in the middle of the table. He is indeed blind, but he can move freely like an ordinary person, and he can even add ingredients to the fish soup clearly.
The two had a quiet breakfast, Qing Jiujiu got up and wanted to digest, but was stopped by Ling Shanjun.
"I went to Wutong Palace yesterday and asked Fenghuang for a jar of Fengqi flower wine. I heard that the Heyi wine of your spirit bird clan is made from Fengqi flowers and blessing fruits. The blessing fruits in my field are not yet ripe, so I just I can go to Wutong Palace to beg for wine."
That's right.
In fact, it is not necessary for Lingshan Jun to work so hard, everything is prepared in the Peacock Mansion, just a jar of Fengqi flower wine, and a lot is buried under the Xiaochunzhuang tree.
Qing Nineteen gave a soft "hmm".
Lord Lingshan loves the exotic flowers and fruits in his field very much, so after dinner, he took a hoe and a straw hat and went to the back of the house with two clay dolls attached to his back.
Qing Nineteen watched him go, and walked around on the rice paddies in front of the house, looking at Ling Shanjun's treasure. The things planted in each field are different, even the soil is different. Qing Shijiu passed three fields in a row, one was water, one was soil, and the last one was actually lava.
Qing Nineteen squatted down curiously, and carefully looked at the lava on the ground.
He entered the Peacock Mansion when he was young, and with little experience, he was naturally very curious about these strange things.
After a closer look, I found that there was something slowly moving above the lava, but it was too small and the same color as the lava, so I couldn't really find it without taking a lot of effort.
A voice suddenly appeared behind him: "This is the blind vine of the ghost realm, don't get too close, it is very fierce."
Lord Lingshan came over at some point.
Two clay dolls followed behind him and emphasized: "It's very fierce."
Wearing yellow and old short brown clothes, Lingshan Jun walked past Qing Jiujiu, leaving behind a scent of grass and trees.
Qing Jiujiu came up with an idea: it smells the same as his pillow.
Quickly changed my mind again: what am I thinking? !
He regained his composure, and found that Lord Lingshan had walked into the paddy field next door, his hands and feet were all rolled up to his joints, and he was bending over to fumble for something.
Qing Nineteen looked at it for a while, but Ling Shanjun didn't seem to touch anything, so he asked in a low voice, "What are you looking for, do you need my help?"
As if waiting for his words for a long time, Lingshan Jun answered quickly: "Okay."
Qing Nineteen took off his outer shirt. The outer shirt was left by Kong Ling, and it was made of the best materials, and the style was the gorgeous style that the peacocks always loved, so it was really not suitable for working.
He rolled up his trousers, saw the hand from Lingshan Jun in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and pinched it gently with his fingertips, unexpectedly Lingshan Jun circled his five fingers and took his whole hand into the palm of his hand.
Qing Nineteen froze.
Lord Lingshan took him into the water and let go of his hand. The water was almost up to his knees, Qing Nineteen rolled his sleeves and looked down, the light swaying water distorted the figures of the two.
"… What are you looking for?"
Lord Lingshan said: "Shark silk."
At the same time as he said this, Qing Nineteen suddenly screamed, and took two quick steps to the side, he was about to fall, and was caught by Ling Shanjun.
He was still in shock: "What... something?"
Something slid past his leg, cold and rough.
"Don't be afraid." Lord Ling Shan's voice was close to his ears, his breath soft and moist, "It's a shark."
Qing Jiujiu suddenly realized that he was being surrounded by Lingshan Jun, and his whole body was leaning on him. Because of his size difference, Lingshan Jun's lips just fell on the tips of his ears.
Qing Nineteen's scalp went numb, and the movement bounced out louder.
Lord Lingshan smiled and said nothing.
Qing Jiujiu lowered his head in a concealed manner, meeting the eyes of the merman who showed up. The merman looks young, his exposed half body is silver and white, and his mouth is hidden under the water to spit bubbles.
"His name is Xiaoyu." Lord Lingshan said, "I rescued him in Linyuanhai three years ago, and he has been following me ever since."
Qing Nineteen had heard about Linyuan Sea, which is said to be the location of the Dragon Palace, which is far away from Yunzhong. He grew up in the Peacock Mansion since he was a child, trapped in that one-third of an acre of land, he has a vague concept of the sea, only knowing that it is bigger than the lake.
The small fish dived into the water, and its tail flicked past, which was also silvery white. He quickly floated up again, holding a pearl in his palm, emitting a faint brilliance.
Mr. Lingshan really didn't look like a blind person, Xiaoyu opened his hand and said, "This is a gift from Xiaoyu."
"This pearl is 'Shark Tears', very rare, and it is rare for a mermaid to have one in a lifetime." Lingshan Jun picked up the pearl from Xiaoyu's palm and handed it to Qing Jiujiu, "Xiaoyu likes you very much."
Too precious.
Merman's tears are rare, and the rich people in the cloud flock to them. Master Peacock only got one the year before last, and it was inlaid in the center of his crown.
Qing Nineteen didn't know whether to pick it up or not. Ling Shanjun said softly: "It's okay, I have one too. The little fish has a special physique, and the pearls it produces are all shark's tears, and they are used as marbles to play with."
Qing Nineteen blinked in surprise, took the shark's tears, thinking that this physique is really born with good fortune.
In order to prove that what he said was true, Mr. Lingshan bent down and fished out a handful of pearls that exuded brilliance in the palm of his hand.
Qing Jiujiu's gaze was attracted by something else, he stretched out his hand, and pulled out a hanging silver thread from Lingshan Jun's hand.
Lord Lingshan said: "Shark silk."
Qing Jiujiu piled the shark silk in his palm, rubbed it with his fingers: "Is this useful?"
Lord Lingshan said: "Weaving a new quilt for you."
Qing Nineteen didn't understand much, but he felt that Lord Lingshan was very powerful and could be called versatile. Although it is not the kind of versatility that the big clan in the cloud likes.
into the night.
Qing Nineteen was sitting on the couch, with a jar of wine and two glasses on the table in hand.
All the other steps of the wedding were omitted. Mr. Lingshan meant that the ceremony would be completed after drinking the wine, and the two would be a decent couple.
Qing Jiujiu didn't know if this was the marriage rule in the world, he pressed his stomach, a little nervous.
Getting along this day, Qing Nineteen had a very good impression of Lingshan Jun. It can be said that he has never met anyone better than Lingshan Jun.
Just as he was thinking, a Lingshan Lord came out from behind the screen. His black hair was scattered wetly, and a strand fell from his forehead, hanging at the end of his eyes, making his skin whiter even more.
Qing Jiuyi was fascinated by the beauty for a while.
Lord Lingshan asked, "Can you drink?"
He opened the clay seal of Fengqi Flower Wine and filled the two cups with wine.
The aroma of wine is overflowing.
Qing Jiu looked down at the cup handed to her eyes.
The wine glass is sandy red, Lingshan Jun's fingers are slender and white, and the posture of holding the glass is very beautiful.
The two drank the Hebei wine with different moods.
The clay doll cheered at his feet: "Li Cheng."
It's just that the voice, as usual, has no ups and downs, and is so stiff that there is no emotion.
Lord Lingshan asked, "Are you still drinking?"
Qing Jiujiu nodded, and suddenly remembered that Lord Lingshan was blind, and said, "Just have another drink."
Qing Nineteen doesn't drink too much, he used to be always sober when working in the Peacock Mansion, and rarely indulged. Now after only drinking two cups, he collapsed on the table and fell asleep unconsciously.
Lingshan Jun sat on the other side and poured himself a drink, and only slowly cleared the table after drinking all the wine in the jar.
"take it out."
Two clay dolls left with empty wine jars and glasses.
Qing Nineteen breathed evenly, Lingshan Jun sat on his side for a while, stretched out his hand to cover his face, and the palm of his hand emitted a cyan gleam.
The shimmering light dissipated, and it turned back to its original appearance, probably due to drinking alcohol, with thin red eyes and red lips.
"This appearance is much more pleasing to the eye than Kong Ling."