C7

The food prepared by the Uncle Biao was really delicious. After a full meal, the Xiaowan became more and more spirited and energetic, and when working, her face was full of happiness.

When Ling Chaofeng went downstairs to prepare to welcome the official ship at the pier, he saw Xiaowan carrying a large pile of replaced sheets and pillows. She and Aunt Zhang walked over with a smile, but when they saw him, they immediately stopped laughing and slowed down their pace and hid behind Aunt Zhang with their heads lowered.

Beneath the building, Ershan was waiting with the whip in his hand. Ling Chaofeng took big steps and could only hear the howls of the horses coming from outside. Then, the swift and nimble sound of the horse's hooves could be heard.

"Let's go to work." The Aunt Zhang said to the dazed young lady, "By the time the sun sets, guests will arrive."

Xiaowan quickly followed, and the two of them went to the well water to wash the sheets and pillows. When they were halfway through the washing, Uncle Biao brought two big apples over.

Uncle Biao gave the big one to Xiaowan. Xiaowan wanted to eat the small one, but when she refused, she once again exposed the wounds on her wrist, and when she was working first, Aunt Zhang saw it. She extended her hand out to take a look, but Xiaowan dodged it. Clutching her sleeves, she lowered his eyes and ate the apple.

"Sweet?"

"Yes." The Xiaowan said softly, "I haven't eaten an apple in a long time."

Aunt Zhang stroked her head: "Eat slowly."

Xiaowan did not say much. If she ate, she would eat. If she left this place in the future, she would not be able to eat these good things again. Although Aunt was a good person, Uncle Biao was not as bad as she looked … But she was afraid of Ling Chaofeng, afraid that Ling Chaofeng would break his legs.

After finishing the apple, she first washed her hands and then washed her clothes. When Xiaowan saw the Jade Ring, she couldn't take it off even though she was in the water. She extended her hand and asked the Aunt Zhang: "Aunt, did I wear this ring last night?"

Aunt Zhang shook her head: "I don't know, why?"

Xiaowan said, "This ring is not mine, I can't take it off either."

Aunt Zhang reached out to help her. Sure enough, she couldn't take it off, so she found Uncle Biao to rub some peanut oil on it. The beautiful young lady, however, had weak hands. It looked like she had frostbite, and her joints were slightly swollen. It was unknown if it was because of this that she was unable to remove them.

"Did I wear it when I was bathing last night?" Xiaowan asked.

"You have to ask the shopkeeper." Aunt Zhang held up the washed bed sheets and was about to go dry, saying very naturally, "It's the shopkeeper's bath for you."

Xiaowan looked at Aunt Zhang in a daze. Aunt Zhang looked at her strangely, and after a long while, she finally understood, and asked awkwardly: "You don't know?"

After that, Xiaowan hid upstairs and sat motionlessly at the head of the stairs. The Uncle Biao and his wife busied themselves with going in and out of the house, and from time to time, they would raise their heads to look. young lady was like a statue, frozen in place.

But now, they had no time to take care of Xiaowan. Dusk slowly descended, and the rumbling sounds of horses' hooves and wheels were approaching.

"Lord Sun is about to arrive." Aunt Zhang said to Xiaowan from downstairs, "You can go back to your room. They have a lot of people, so if there's nothing else, they won't come out."

Xiaowan was startled, hearing that there seemed to be a lot of activity outside the door, she then stood up from the stairs and returned to her "wedding room".

As soon as she closed the door, she heard a bell-like laughter. She curiously looked through the crack of the door and saw a young woman with rosy red lips gracefully walking in. She was dressed in beautiful clothes and had a seductive figure.

"Stop talking nonsense." A man around thirty to forty years old came in, dressed neatly. Xiaowan did not know whether that was an official's robe or not, but they had never seen such a gorgeous person in their little place.

He was dressed in a sky blue robe and had a clear and bright temperament. However, the moment he entered the door, he seemed to have realized something and suddenly raised his head, meeting Xiaowan's gaze.

Xiaowan was trembling in fear as she hurriedly hid himself.

Xiaowan's heart thumped loudly as tears rolled down her face. She lifted her hands to wipe them as she squatted down along the wall with her arms wrapped around herself.

"Mom, what should I do?"

She, a girl with yellow flowers, was actually seen by everyone. How could Ling Chaofeng do this, how could he help her bathe?

"Evening." suddenly called out to her from outside. After one day, they were already familiar with each other, and Xiaowan begged Aunt Zhang not to call her shopkeeper or bride, so Aunt called her by her name.

"The shopkeeper wants you to go down and do something." Aunt Zhang said through the door, "There are too many people, there's too many people."