In the bustling place of the imperial capital, there are small bridges and flowing water, and houses by the water are scattered in a patchwork.
This row of houses in Hefang Street, many of them are engaged in prostitute business, and you can smell the fragrance of cosmetics when passing through the alleys.
In the far distance of the alley, a two-story single-family building stands elegantly, and a blue lantern hangs on the balcony on the second floor, adding a misty and rainy greenness to the autumn scenery.
The quiet room inside and outside is very simple and elegantly furnished, with a low couch on one side, a small tea table and a purple clay tea set on top.
Leaning against the window, Gu Jiuge sat sideways in front of the window, stretching his body casually, and the wine jug in his hand exuded a clear fragrance.
Da da.
Like spring rain hitting the eaves, the woman's light and slow footsteps sounded on the stairs.
Yaoyue came up with snacks, dressed much more colorfully than usual, with anger in her brows.
"Second Young Master, coming here at this juncture, aren't you afraid that Yaoyue will cause trouble for Second Young Master and tarnish your reputation?"
"Why, do you even want to issue an order to evict me?"
Yaoyue pursed her lips and smiled, said so, with unambiguous movements of her hands, she arranged several exquisite snacks one by one, and then glanced at him again.
She is showing with actions how much she welcomes him.
More than welcome.
Since the incident in West Lake, Yaoyue has never dared to look for him again, and even dared not to receive guests and perform as a performer, but just sat in this small building day after day.
Waiting for him, waiting for him.
I don't want to really look forward to him.
"It's not a big deal. Some people in the court are jealous of my father's status, and they are just staring at our Marquis Mansion these days. I didn't do anything shameful when I came to you. Even if I did, my father's status can't be shaken."
Yaoyue has been with Gu Jiuge for several years, and knows his character, he seems to be unrestrained, but in fact he is very protective of the reputation of Guhou Mansion, and he always takes Guhou's words to heart.
This time, he braved the limelight to find her, and he just came to drink, so he must have encountered something unhappy.
"Second Young Master, since he came here on purpose to find Yaoyue, wouldn't he just let me watch you drink? It's boring to drink alone, and it's interesting to drink with two people."
She carried the jug to the window and sat down like Gu Jiuge, with her skirt spread like butterfly wings.
"Come on, cheers!"
When the jugs touched each other, the sound was clear and mellow, and the cold wind outside the window was blowing, and there was a sense of freedom and ease that passed away with the wind.
Gu Jiuge likes to find Yaoyue, not only because she plays the pipa well, but also because of her gentle and considerate temperament.
As long as he doesn't tell, she won't ask. Such a person is very comfortable to get along with.
After drinking for three rounds, he took advantage of the drunkenness and finally said what was in his heart, "You know, people who talk nonsense in front of you are half right. Your Majesty mentioned me and eldest brother again at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet. Fortunately, my father declined the marriage."
Yaoyue paused, and the clear wine in the jug flowed out from the corner of her lips, and she quickly wiped it away with her sleeve.
"Father said, let us choose the person we like as wives. He has never valued the right family. But the eldest aunt is coming again, and she wants to marry my elder brother for me. It's really annoying!"
He didn't find Mrs. Su annoying, but said that the kiss itself made him feel very annoying.
Yaoyue thought for a while, and said: "It's because the Second Young Master has no one he likes, and he is afraid that Mrs. Su will force a lady he doesn't like, such as...Miss Su, isn't it?"
Gu Jiuge raised his head with a sharp arc, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down.
"You have always understood my mind. You know it even if I don't tell you."
Yaoyue relaxed a little in her heart, showing a slight smile—he has no one he likes, so he is still a special woman by his side.
That's enough.
"However, what you said is not quite right. I have a woman I like, but she doesn't seem to like me. No, no, no, it's not right either!"
He was a little confused when he was drunk.
"She may not know what liking is, the kind of liking between men and women. It's not that she doesn't like me, she just likes others more."
I don't understand the relationship between men and women, I like him, but I like others more...
Yaoyue suddenly understood something, and tentatively asked: "Could it be that the woman Second Young Master likes is Miss Yufu?"
The jug that Gu Jiuge was about to deliver to his mouth was hanging helplessly in mid-air, and finally he put it down desolately.
After this release, he suddenly fell into a slump.
"You really are my bosom friend."
Although he liked Yufu, at first he liked Yufu like a brother likes a younger sister. It wasn't until the night when she fell into the water that he supported his feverish body and wanted to prevent Gu Huaijiang from punishing him, he had a strange feeling in his heart.
Then, he gradually got to know her, only to find that she not only has the innocence and loveliness of a child, but also has many things that ordinary women do not have.
She is natural and generous, no matter who is flattering her, she is neither arrogant nor impetuous.
She has a gentle heart, and she takes great care of the maids in her room, even a puppy.
The intelligence and femininity of the young girl are like a budding flower in spring, slowly blooming on her body.
He can already foresee that in the near future, what kind of gorgeous flowers she will grow, and how many bees and butterflies will rush around.
There is a formidable competitor in sight—
The person she likes, the person who keeps calling her big brother.
Yaoyue put down the jug, lowered her eyes, and slightly curved her mouth, showing a bitter smile.