For the past half - month.
Zhao Shuning spent the night in the Bamboo Courtyard for the first time.
She lay in the same bed with Luo Feiyan, their bodies close to each other.
That night, Luo Feiyan talked to her a great deal. As Zhao Shuning listened, she gradually fell asleep.
When she woke up the next morning.
Luo Feiyan had got up at some point. Sitting in her wheelchair, she was looking at Zhao Shuning with a smile.
"Sister, have breakfast first. You'll still have time to get to the academy after that."
Luo Feiyan was not only beautiful but also kind - hearted. Unexpectedly, the breakfast she made was also extremely delicious.
Zhao Shuning praised her while eating.
Luo Feiyan sat quietly beside her, listening.
When Zhao Shuning had almost finished eating, Luo Feiyan said, "Sister, you may need to come to the Bamboo Courtyard more often in the next month."
"I know. Don't worry. I'll try my best to remember what you told me about the Marquis Mansion."
"Okay. I'll draw some important people from the Marquis Mansion later. Sister, you can take a look first. Then, when you go back to the Marquis Mansion and meet them, you won't be flustered."
"Thank you for your hard work, Yan'er."
"It's not hard."
Luo Feiyan naturally handed Zhao Shuning her coat.
After Zhao Shuning put on her clothes, Luo Feiyan gave her a sachet she had sewn.
Seeing the sachet, Zhao Shuning seemed to remember something.
She took out a pair of warm, fluffy long - sleeved gloves from her Qiankun Pouch and handed them to Luo Feiyan.
"What's this?"
"I saw these when I came back. In winter, you can't let the cold wind blow on your wound. Otherwise, it may take even longer to heal."
Luo Feiyan gently took the gloves.
She carefully placed them on her knees.
They were so warm.
"Sister, take your time on the way."
"Okay."
After Zhao Shuning left, she instinctively put up a protective shield around the bamboo hut.
Looking at Luo Feiyan sitting in the wheelchair in the Bamboo Courtyard, smiling and waving at her, four words suddenly popped into Zhao Shuning's mind.
"Hidden beauty in a golden house."
In her case, it should be "hidden beauty in a bamboo garden", right?
Thinking of this, Zhao Shuning found it quite amusing. Then she returned to the academy.
Luo Feiyan watched as Zhao Shuning's figure disappeared. Then she slowly lowered her hand.
Then,
She stood up.
She gently put on the long - sleeved gloves Zhao Shuning had given her.
The material of the fluffy gloves was not expensive, and the fur was a bit rough. But this was the first gift Luo Feiyan had ever received that was so heartfelt.
"Sister, thank you."
Thank you for appearing in my life.
After that day.
Zhao Shuning returned to the Bamboo Garden once every three days.
Before going back to the Bamboo Garden, she was used to strolling around the market and then buying some winter items to take to the Bamboo Garden.
Luo Feiyan gradually had more and more things.
Knee pads, gloves, fluffy cloaks, leather boots.
Occasionally, Zhao Shuning would also pick one or two pieces of jewelry and put them in Luo Feiyan's hair like a treasure.
Seeing the beauty smile, Zhao Shuning would also smile.
During this period, the Bamboo Garden was often filled with laughter.
Luo Feiyan would draw the appearances of the people and relatives from the Marquis Mansion while her sister was in class.
When Zhao Shuning came back, she would tell her one by one about their personalities, tempers, and important things that had happened to them before.
As they talked, they would also tell some other interesting things. Before they knew it, it was always dawn before they could fall asleep.
Zhao Shuning was constantly on the go between the bamboo hut.
She was tired but also fulfilled.
The time for the three - month home visit was getting closer.
On the night before the visit, Luo Feiyan was reluctant to let Zhao Shuning go. So Zhao Shuning accompanied her to the winter lantern festival in the market, wearing veils to cover most of their faces.
There were many shows at the lantern festival.
At this time, most of the people who came to the lantern festival were handsome young men and beautiful young women.
Many beautiful women were dressed in gorgeous clothes and appeared in the market.
Although the weather was cold, their outfits were a bit revealing.
Sure enough, beauty was always the most important thing.
By this time, Luo Feiyan could walk normally. Zhao Shuning was afraid that the crowd would push into Luo Feiyan, as she still had injuries.
So she always used one hand to block in front of Luo Feiyan and held Luo Feiyan's hand with the other.
Luo Feiyan was very obedient.
She didn't run around all night.
When they passed by a small stall, Luo Feiyan was distracted by a rabbit lantern.
Zhao Shuning saw this and bought the lantern for her.
Luo Feiyan happily took it.
Somehow, she had come to like little rabbits more and more.
Zhao Shuning held Luo Feiyan's hand and strolled around the market, visited the lantern festival, took a boat ride, walked across the broken bridge, and toured the lake.
They followed the crowd and went to many places.
Finally, they came to a temple fair.
There were a lot of people here. They were all worshiping a towering ancient tree in front of the temple.
There were many red ropes tied to the ancient tree. Each red rope had a wooden plaque hanging on it, and there were carved words on the plaques.
Zhao Shuning originally wanted to protect Luo Feiyan and leave. But Luo Feiyan pulled her hand and insisted on worshiping too.
Zhao Shuning had no choice but to follow her and knelt down with her.
Then she saw Luo Feiyan mysteriously take out a wooden plaque and walk into the crowd.
"Is this ancient tree really that effective? Even Luo Qiu believes in it?"
Zhao Shuning thought for a moment.
Then she immediately asked a gentleman nearby for wooden plaques. One was not enough, so she asked for two more. Then she used her spiritual power to carve words on them.
Well, it didn't hurt to believe. Maybe it would work.
By the time Luo Feiyan came back, Zhao Shuning had already hung up the wooden plaques in her hand.
Luo Feiyan didn't notice anything strange. She gave a charming smile.
"Sister, let's go."
"Okay."
"Yan'er, whose name did you write?"
Luo Feiyan's face blushed slightly. She pouted and didn't say a word.
Zhao Shuning suddenly remembered something Mo Bai had said. He had said something about some improper relationship between the master and Luo Qiu.
Could it be?
"Yan'er, do you know the sect master?"
"No."
"What about the imperial tutor, Yan Ruyu?"
Luo Feiyan stopped walking.
"I've heard of her, but I've never met her."
"Then, do you have a crush on a legendary figure like the Emperor?"
Luo Feiyan quickly shook her head.
"Sister, don't talk nonsense. Yan'er already has someone she likes."
"Not the Emperor?"
"No."
"That's good."
Zhao Shuning felt relieved.
What Mo Bai had said had no basis. It must have been groundless rumors.
These ancient books always liked to pair up talented scholars and beautiful ladies. Many of the plots were probably added by the storytellers themselves.
They couldn't be taken seriously.
Luo Feiyan and Zhao Shuning chatted and laughed.
Their figures gradually disappeared on the streets of the temple fair.
On the top of the ancient tree, there were two wooden plaques hanging.
No one could see them there.
On the wooden plaques were written the names of two pairs of lovers.
Ye Ling, Yan Ruyu.
Zhao Shuning, Feng Buran.