Master Lin of the Red Chamber

After a lively day, the Lin residence finally regained its original calm after the guests who came to congratulate them slowly dispersed. Although they drank a lot of wine, Lin Qing thought that her sister was probably in the bridal chamber at this moment. Still can't sleep.

The courtyard of Lin’s mansion was still Mrs. Lin’s back then, that is, Jia Min designed and found someone to rebuild. There is not much else to say about Jia Min. There are also praises and criticisms in the evaluation of later generations, but one thing is beyond doubt. Yes, that is, the man is very talented.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to keep Lin Ruhai's heart tightly tied for so many years. This is definitely not something that can be done simply by being scheming.

You must know that Lin Ruhai is a Tanhua handpicked by the emperor, if he doesn't have a certain amount of knowledge and talent, then let alone being in love with Lin Ruhai, I'm afraid Rubing will be very good if he doesn't respect each other.

The garden built by Jia Min before his death can be said to have won the beauty of Su style gardens, one step at a time and one scene at a time. sentence.

The night was cool, Lin Qing put on a cloak, and drove away all the maids and servants, and sat alone in the gazebo on the rockery, quietly admiring the twinkling stars in the night sky.

The Lin Mansion in Yangzhou is no better than the capital city. In the capital city, Lin Ruhai suppresses him. If Lin Ruhai orders him, no matter how much he puts on his face, those servant girls will not listen to him. But in Yangzhou, his words are still easy to use. of.

Even so, Lin Qing didn't feel any better because of this. He thought that after sending his sister into the sedan chair, he would slowly recover, but now he felt more and more bored.

Boredom, that's right, just boredom, he really wanted to drink some more wine, just get drunk to relieve his worries, but he didn't know why, maybe it was because of being alone, but he felt that the more he drank, the more annoying he felt.

On the contrary, sitting so quietly and looking up to see the soft moonlight can make him feel better.

"Wouldn't it be lonely to watch the moon here alone? Why, don't you mind having me one more?"

Holding two small wine jars in his hands, Fang Yuan had just climbed up the rockery when he saw Lin Qing who was sitting in the gazebo, staring at the night sky in a daze, his eyes flickered slightly, and when he walked behind him, he couldn't help reaching out and patting him shoulders.

As early as when he received the message from Lin Qing, Fang Yuan was looking forward to the reunion between the two, but unfortunately, after Lin Qing arrived in Yangzhou, he was never free. It was not until the wedding was over that Fang Yuan found this person. Chance.

Originally, although Fang Yuan didn't say anything, he still complained a little in his heart. It's not accurate to say that he was complaining. It was more of jealousy. The two of them have been separated for a long time, and the chances of seeing each other in the future are probably very few. .

Now, after finally having a chance to get along well for a few days, Lin Qing used it for this wedding. No matter how good-tempered Fang Yuan is, how could he not be a little jealous.

However, this thought only flashed a few times before Fang Yuan extinguished it himself. Lin Qing was busy with his sister's wedding, which was as it should be.

On the contrary, it was him, thinking about it this way, it seemed a little ridiculous to be so jealous, after all, what was the relationship between the two of them, so that Lin Qing could let go of those things and come to accompany him.

Whether it is a close friend or a subordinate relationship, I am afraid that there is no such relationship. Lin Qing can let Lin Qing put aside the important matter of her sister's marriage, and put their long-awaited reunion first.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but a bit of bitterness flashed in his eyes. Everyone said that the chief of Qiyun Mountain likes to do things as he pleases and rarely considers the consequences. But in fact, the one thing he most wants to do has never really Came according to my own ideas.

"You're pretty well prepared. Why, you're planning to get me drunk. Could it be that you still want to have sex after drinking..."

After drinking with those guests for a whole day, I don't know how many jars of wine have been poured into his stomach. Although Lin Qing looks normal at this time, he is actually already drunk. If this is said in normal times, he will never say of.

But this time, looking at the two jars of wine in Fang Yuan's hands, Lin Qing's eyes were a little blurred, but for some reason, with a mocking smile on his face, he reached out and poked Fang Yuan's heart.

"What do you say?"

Being poked by Lin Qing made his heart itch, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand to hold the outstretched finger, his eyes darkened, he didn't answer Lin Qing's question directly, but asked back.

Then, without waiting for Lin Qing's answer, he took a step closer, fixed his eyes on Lin Qing's pupils, and his words seemed very meaningful: "If that's the case, this wine...do you still dare to drink it?"

"What's not to dare!"

Startled by Fang Yuan's sudden action, Lin Qing blinked, ignoring the fleeting panic in his heart, laughed dryly, and grabbed the wine jar from Fang Yuan's hand, as if trying to cover up something said loudly.

After Fang Yuan's slap just now, Lin Qing finally woke up from the wine, and after his consciousness became less confused, he also realized what he had just done.

At the moment, I really wished to kill myself, but after saying such a sentence at this time, my face turned red and I didn't dare to say anything more, even my eyes became a little dodgy.

Drinking was a mistake, it was really a mistake, how could he say such a thing in normal times, you know, the relationship between him and Fang Yuan is not a simple and ordinary friendship.

Now after hearing Fang Yuan's answer, Lin Qing knew that this guy probably misunderstood, oh my god, what should he do with this.

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