At this time, Ning Su didn't have time to pay attention to Xiaoyu's resentful gaze.

He ******** Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, it's better for you to persuade Tang Lingzi, Prince Nan solemnly invites, it's not good if you don't go!"

Putting aside these words, Ning Su left the private room and returned to the barracks.

On the table, Yang Ruoqing looked at Luo Fengtang.

He sandwiched another garlic scallop and was picking out the meat and putting it in her bowl.

Looking at the mountains of vegetables in her bowl, she couldn't help but laugh.

said that she would give him half of the celebration banquet, but she became the protagonist, enjoying his service from beginning to end.

"Tang Yanzi, do you really want to go to Licheng to participate in that celebration banquet?"

She asked earnestly.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "I'm not interested." ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "If you don't do it like this, you will offend Lord Nan......"

Luo Fengtang hooked the corner of his lower lip and shook his head.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, if you don't go, you won't go, go back and write a thank you, and the wording should be sincere." If Lord Nan is really as open-minded as rumored, he will definitely be able to understand. ”

The matter was so happily decided, and everyone went on to enjoy a sumptuous meal.

After lunch, Luo Fengtang asked Bai Lao Wu and them to go back to the barracks first, and he took a detour to send Yang Ruoqing back to his residence to rest.

She was there washing her face, and he stood beside her bed, surveying everything on the bed, as if he was memorizing something.

Seeing him like this, she thought it was funny.

He put the veil back and walked towards him.

"Why are you staring at my bed like that? Flowers on my bed? She quipped.

He came back to his senses and grinned.

"Just take a look, it's nothing." He said.

She didn't ask any more questions, sat down on the dresser, took out a little of the petal water she had collected some time ago, poured it into the palm of her hand, and gently patted it on her face.

A faint scent of flowers spreads throughout the house.

He came over, "This is the second day of the seventh month, and there will be five more days to be Valentine's Day." ”

"I heard that on Valentine's Day, young men and women have to go to the river outside the town to put lotus lanterns."

"Qing'er, I'll come and pick you up at night, let's go and put it too, okay?"

The finger that was slapping the 'petal water' on his face paused.

She looked at him sideways, his eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

As if she understood something, she smiled.

"You kid didn't go to the celebration banquet of Lord Nan, because he saw that the date was the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and he couldn't come back in time for the Chinese Valentine's Day, right?"

His mind was broken, and he was a little weak-hearted.

Then he stepped back, scratched his head, and smiled.

She smiled and glanced at him: "Hey, okay, okay, since the Lord Wei has spoken, the little woman is better to obey her fate than to be respectful, and on the night of Qixi Festival, see you or leave." ”

He was even more glad to receive her promise.

Even when he left, the smile on his face did not dissipate.

It's the hottest time of the year.

At night, Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned, sleeping very irritable.

The fan in my hand is not used.

The sheets lying under him were also damp with sweat.

She originally wanted to go to the street to find a mat, but after searching all over the town, she didn't see anyone selling mats.

It should be said that there are also mats.

It's just that the raw material of the mat is not the bamboo in the mountains, but the soft reeds.

This has to do with the climate and topography of the area.

There is a lot of water, a lot of reeds, and many daily necessities are inseparable from reeds.

It's not easy to find a bamboo.

To the north, you have to run dozens of miles to the foot of Mianniu Mountain to cut down.

To the south, there are low hills and rivers.

There are also moso bamboos, but the mountains where they grow are within the boundaries of the Southern Barbarians.

As a result, the people in this area of Xiushui Town slept on the beds with reed leaves folded into mats.

I haven't slept for two nights before I get wet.

Let it dry naturally in the shade, it is easy to mold and small bugs.

Take it to the yard to dry, the reed leaves are soft, absorb the full sunshine, and release it in the night.

Lying on it is like lying in a straw stack, and the more you sleep, the hotter it gets.

Tonight, it's hot and humid again.

Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, feeling that the fan was all fire and wind.

However, just then, she heard a noise outside the house.

Could it be that the light rain is coming again?

was about to ask out loud, but Luo Fengtang's voice was lowered.

"Qing'er, are you asleep? It's me! ”

At this time, why did he sneak out of the barracks?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, and then went down to the ground and opened the door.

Luo Fengtang entered the room with a roll of things under his arm.

He walked straight to her bed over there.

Yang Ruoqing followed behind, and saw clearly that what he was holding under his armpit turned out to be a roll of cool mats, woven by bamboo!

"Qing'er, don't be stunned, hurry up and pick up the futon and pillow on the bed, and I'll spread the mat for you." He said.

She came back to her senses and was in ecstasy.

While busy taking out the pillows and stacking them on the stool beside him, he helped him spread the mat on the bed.

The length and width are just right.

It's as if it had been made according to the bed.

Fingers touch it, smooth and cold.

The faint scent of bamboo wafted into the nose, making it seem as if the temperature of the whole room had dropped by several degrees.

"Tang Yanzi, where did you get this mat?" She sat down on the bed and asked excitedly.

He smiled and said, "Halfway up the mountain in the north, there are a lot of bamboos!" ”

A few **** came back from Licheng a few times ago and came to see her.

Seeing that her sheets were damp, he knew that she had a hard night's sleep.

So he slipped out of the barracks and went to cut bamboo.

His concise words came into her ears, and she understood the hardships contained in them.

Hooking her lips and smiling, she reached out and grabbed him: "Don't go, such a cool bamboo mat, let's sleep together tonight!" ”

"Huh?"

He was stunned, thinking he had misheard.

In the next moment, his whole body was pulled into the tent by her.

She wore sleeping clothes, which were made of the slippery and thin floral silk cloth in this area.

He also didn't wear much.

The two of them lay down together, and at first, the bamboo mat under them really gave them a cool feeling.

Later, however, both of them became hotter.

He's hot.

There was a rush from the depths of his body, as if the blood in his whole body was about to boil, and he lay there motionless and did not dare to move.

She's really hot.

Why?

Because there was such a big stove lying beside him.

She could clearly feel his body temperature, which kept climbing.

In the end, her body, which was next to him, was covered in a layer of hot sweat.

"Hot, huh?"

In the dimly lit tent, Leng Buding's voice of inquiry was heard.

She was stunned, it turned out that she was not the only one who was asleep!

"Well, sort of!" She said.

He moved a little away from the bed, and a cool breeze came over him.

She looked sideways, but saw that he had picked up the fan in his right hand and was giving her the wind!