Fleeing Famine, I Entered the Deep Mountain to Live a Carefree Life – Chapter 352

I Like Anything You Give Me

Liuer was arranging the Vase on the table, as if she couldn’t find a satisfactory arrangement.

Hearing this, she simply glanced at the rain outside and said with a Smile, “Aunt Yun said it would probably be sunny tomorrow, and I think so too.

The rain in the Capital is all drizzle, unlike Qingnan, where I passed by a few years ago at this time of year, and there were Floods. I wonder how it is these past few years.”

That was many years ago. At that time, the Flood broke the Dam, flooded many Villages, and caused countless deaths and injuries.

Jiang Yimian withdrew her Line of Sight from the window, looked at the particularly bright roses in the Vase on the table, and asked with a Curious tone, “Are the Floods in Qingnan serious?”

Aunt Yun happened to come in from Outside the House, heard this, and quickly said, “It shouldn’t be too serious. If it were serious, how could things be so peaceful? It’s the Flood Season in Qingnan for more than half a month, and Floods are common.

However, the Imperial Court will be busy. Although it’s not considered serious, there are Floods and Disaster Relief every year, which is a bit of a Headache.”

I don’t know how the people in the Ministry of Works handled it, that Qingnan can have Floods every year.

Liuer asked strangely, “Not serious? I passed by there a few years ago, and it seemed pretty serious.”

She still remembered when she passed by the place where the refugees were settled, a simple shed crammed full of people.

So many people were homeless, it didn’t seem like it wasn’t serious.

Aunt Yun thought for a while before saying Seriously, “I guess things have improved these past few years since the Imperial Court’s Disaster Relief silver was sent down. Qingnan has Floods every year, but I haven’t seen any refugees fleeing, so I guess it’s not serious.”

Liuer felt that there was a Reason to that. After all, there are Floods every year, and the Government Officials probably have experience and must have settled the refugees properly.

Jiang Yimian understood. No wonder Lu Cijian hadn’t come to her these past few days. She guessed that he was busy.

Although the Censorate doesn’t necessarily have to go to Disaster Relief, it is related to the Ministry of Works, and the Censorate must be distracted to supervise.

Aunt Yun’s Line of Sight fell on the fresh roses on the table, and she asked with a Curious tone, “Where did these roses come from? They’re so beautiful, and they seem to be two-toned.”

Several yellow and white roses were inserted in the Glass Vase, and the one in the very center was blooming extremely beautifully, making it difficult for people to look away.

Liuer only smiled and glanced at Jiang Yimian before saying, “Yes, yellow and white two-toned roses. I don’t know which Gardener cultivated them, but the Color is really beautiful.”

Aunt Yun leaned over to take a closer look at the two-toned roses, and said with a Smile, “The person who sent the Flowers is really thoughtful. I don’t know where they found them.

It is said that Bai Shi, the Madam of the Minister of Rites in the Capital, loves roses the most. All kinds of roses can be seen everywhere in her Residence. When the season comes, they are Bright and Colorful and very beautiful, but when I look at them today, the Flowers in the Minister’s Residence are not as beautiful as these two-toned roses.”

Jiang Yimian looked at the roses and smiled unconsciously.

Since the White-Tailed Eagle sent the Camellia that day, it has been sending all kinds of things every day. Sometimes they are cute Wood Carvings, and sometimes they are delicate Clay Sculptures.

After coming to the Capital, the White-Tailed Eagle ran even more diligently, mostly sending various Flowers and Plants of different Colors that are not easy to find.

Now, the strange Flowers and Plants that can be seen everywhere in the Residence have aroused Wang Fengqin’s desire to plant them.

These two-toned roses were specially brought to Bao Xiang Shop by Wang Fengqin through Liuer, saying that if they were placed by her side, looking at such beautiful Flowers would make her feel better.

As she was thinking, A’shu’s voice sounded Outside the House, “Shopkeeper, there’s a Young Master looking for you.”

Jiang Yimian looked at the person in front of her wearing the uniform of the Censorate and asked strangely, “Why did you suddenly come to me?”

Since coming to the Capital these past few days, it was the first time that Lu Cijian had come to her.

It was also the first time she had seen Lu Cijian wearing his uniform.

The Youth was wearing a dark robe, with gold threads embroidered with dark patterns on the cuffs and hem, which made his Figure particularly tall and straight.

A cold Bearing surrounded him, but that handsome face made the indifference less pronounced,

His slender figure really looked like those weak Civil Officials.

At this time, however, there was a faint Smile in those peach blossom eyes, and the words he spoke couldn’t help but make people blush, “I came naturally because I missed you. Did Mianmian miss me?”

Jiang Yimian was helpless. She met his alluring peach blossom eyes, didn’t answer, but lowered her head to avoid his burning gaze, and her Line of Sight fell on the delicate small basket he was carrying in his hand, “What is this?”

Lu Cijian said with a Smile, “Pastry from Tianxiangzhai. I don’t know if you like it. I just bought some on the way.”

Jiang Yimian took it, opened the silk on the small basket, reached out and picked up a Lotus Flower cake and tasted it carefully.

The taste was sweet and melted in her mouth, but it wasn’t too greasy.

She nodded and said with a Smile, “The taste is good.”

The Young Girl ate the Pastry in her hand in small bites, a strange look flashed in her eyes, looking like a gluttonous kitten, now that she was full, she seemed to be waiting obediently to be petted.

Lu Cijian’s eyes flickered, and he reached out and touched her fluffy head, chuckling softly, “It seems that the Lotus Flower cake is more useful than Flowers.”

Jiang Yimian paused, looked at the roses that were blooming well on the table, a sly look flashed in her eyes, leaned close to Lu Cijian, and said Seriously in his ear, “I like Flowers, and I like Lotus Flower cakes. I like everything you give me.”

The warm breath sprayed on Lu Cijian’s neck, tingling and numb, as if it had some kind of magic, making his whole body stiff for a moment.

However, the Culprit smiled mischievously and wanted to distance herself from him.

Lu Cijian simply reached out and pulled her into his arms, raised her chin, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Their lips met, and Lu Cijian gently licked and kissed the taste of the person in his arms, slowly and steadily, like a patient hunter.

But just when she wanted to take a breath, he kissed her heavily again, sucking the saliva from her mouth.

It wasn’t until the person in his arms couldn’t bear it and gently patted his shoulder that he reluctantly let go of the person in his arms.

After the Two People calmed their breathing, Jiang Yimian asked after a while, “I heard Aunt Yun say that there are Floods in Qingnan every year at this time of year. Why is that? Doesn’t the Imperial Court send anyone to deal with it?”

Lu Cijian said, “Of course they do. Every year, there’s Disaster Relief silver and Officials from the Ministry of Works to deal with it, but it’s still the same every year. Fortunately, it’s not too serious, so it hasn’t attracted much attention from the Imperial Court.”

Jiang Yimian nodded and didn’t ask any more questions.

As the Two People were talking, there was a knock at the door Outside the House, “Adult, there are Important Matters to deal with at the Censorate.”

Lu Cijian was stunned for a moment before responding and looking at Jiang Yimian helplessly, “I’ll go back to the Censorate first.”

Jiang Yimian said “Okay” and didn’t say anything more, but she felt strangely wrong in her heart.

Although the Censorate is usually busy with official duties, there are no particularly urgent Situations. However, listening to Wang San’s hurried tone just now, it was obvious that something Important had happened.

Jiang Yimian looked out the window, only to feel that the pitter-patter of rain suddenly became heavier, with a crashing sound, and even the water droplets falling from the Eaves were pouring down like pillars of rain.