The little guy turned his head to look at Luo Cuiwei, then at Yun Lie, and suddenly let out a soft "ooh" before sucking his fingers again.
Seeing this, Luo Cuiwei helplessly wiped her forehead, shook her head with a smile, and said, "Okay, you two can chat slowly, I'm going to sleep."
"However, I'm quite worried about her because her face is so round." Yun Lie suddenly seemed to remember something and gently put the quiet little guy back in his place.
His gaze towards her gradually became somewhat complicated.
Luo Cuiwei, who had already settled down, yawned and casually said, "Aren't you worried about her not being able to speak? You're only concerned about her round face?"
What's there to worry about if a child has a round face? It's good for kids to be chubby.
Luo Cuiwei turned to the side and saw Yun Lie glaring at the child for no reason again. She couldn't help but prop her chin up and said with amusement, "Doctor Huaming said that some women are strangely depressed and moody for a long time after giving birth."
"Huh?" Yun Lie looked at her blankly, not understanding why she suddenly brought this up.
“Judging from these symptoms, I always feel that this child is yours,” Luo Cui said with a smile and a yawn. “Haven’t you noticed that lately when you look at her, you’re either extremely happy or have a long face?”
Yun Lie raised his chin and snorted, then shrank back into the blankets and lay down, casually poking the round face next to him.
"The reason I had a stern face was because I suddenly remembered that this little rascal had once called me 'uncle'."
Luo Cuiwei was completely confused. "She can't even speak yet, when did she call you?"
"That scream was so clear and sharp, it literally woke me up from my severely injured and unconscious state." Yun Lie gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment.
Turning his head and seeing the surprise in Luo Cuiwei's eyes, Yun Lie paused and explained, "Oh, it was calling out in my dream."
Aside from telling her to "get lost," Luo Cuiwei had nothing else to say.
****
On June 12th, Luo Cuiwei and Yun Lie were busy in their study as usual.
The crisp, melodious clicking of the abacus beads and the rustling of turning pages went their separate ways, yet blended seamlessly into one.
The silence was broken shortly after Xiahou Ling's voice outside the study requesting an audience.
Luo Cuiwei responded loudly without looking up, letting Xiahou Ling come in and speak on her own.
Early this morning, Xiahou Ling took Song Qiuqi to Huaihua Ferry to pick up the goods, presumably just a routine reply, and Luo Cuiwei's hands were still busy.
"Cuiwei," Xiahou Ling called softly, but out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Yun Lie behind the table next to her.
Yun Lie seemed completely oblivious, continuing to focus intently on the folded document in his hand, and even casually dipped his brush in ink.
Luo Cuiwei noticed something was off about Xiahou Ling's tone, paused in her hand, and looked up at her: "Is there a problem with the goods?"
The shipment we received today came from Yizhou, from Xu Yan's production line.
“The goods are nothing special,” Xiahou Ling shook her head, cleared her throat, and stared intently at the multi-treasure cabinet next to Luo Cuiwei’s desk. “Xu Yan came with the goods in person. He wants to see you.”
A crisp "snap" sounded.
Luo Cuiwei looked in the direction of the sound, but Yun Lie was still looking down at the memorial in front of him, looking completely unconcerned.
It was a pity that the wolf-hair brush in his hand was broken in two at the waist.
Chapter 81
At the ferry crossing in the height of summer in June, flowers bloom in vibrant colors, and green grass carpets the ground, bathed in sunlight.
Inside the cabin, the aroma of tea wafted from three celadon cups with crackled patterns on the table.
"I came here on someone's behalf," Xu Yan said with a slight smile, lowering his eyes, "to apologize for disturbing Your Highnesses personally..."
“Xu Er, neither of these two princes in front of you are idle people anymore,” Luo Cuiwei interrupted Xu Yan’s words with a light tapping of her fingertips on the side of her teacup. “Neither are you.”
Sitting beside her, Yun Lie silently picked up his teacup, lowered his eyes and took a small sip, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Xu Yan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and smiled, a smile tinged with a faint sense of loneliness and self-mockery.
After a moment, he seemed to have composed himself before turning back. Under the gaze of the couple opposite him, he slightly turned to the side and reached his right arm under the table to grope around.
When he sat up straight, he found a letter in his hand.
He handed the letter over, and Luo Cuiwei took it. She saw that the envelope was blank, and the wax seal on the back was intact.
It was a neat and exquisite oval-shaped jade-colored wax seal with two intersecting fork-shaped indentations at the edge.
"Uncle Luo asked me to bring this to you. He didn't give any other instructions, only saying that someone asked him to transfer it to Linchuan," Xu Yan paused, then continued, "After I left the capital, I stayed in Yizhou and Yuanzhou for nearly a month before taking a detour from Yizhou to come here."
His words were full of profound meaning, and Luo Cuiwei and Yun Lie's eyes turned stern.
If he had taken the official road directly to Linchuan after leaving the capital, the journey would have taken at most twenty days at a fast pace. However, by going from north to southwest and then detouring to the northwest, it took him more than two months.
The fact that he had to go through so much trouble can only mean that there were "obstacles" on the official road from the capital to Linchuan.
Judging from his words, this letter was not written by Luo Huai, but was sent to Linchuan through the Luo family.
Xu Yan calmly looked at Luo Cuiwei, "In addition, Luo San'er and my Xiao Jiu had a classmate surnamed Tang in the academy. His family was also a merchant in the capital. I wonder if you remember him?"
During the spring hunt that accompanied the emperor in the forty-second year of the Xianlong reign, the Luo family was the one that squeezed out the Tang family from the list. At the time, many people were surprised, since the Luo family of Jingxi had no connection with the court for several generations. Their sudden appearance on the spring hunt list inevitably aroused discussion and speculation.
It wasn't until later, when Prince Rui proposed marriage to the Luo family on behalf of Yun Lie, that the matter was finally settled.
“Since the Luo family was on the list for the spring hunt because of His Highness Prince Zhao’s… kindness,” Xu Yan said with a tactful smile, then added, “the Tang family’s inclusion on the initial list must not be due to luck either; there must have been some kind of support behind them.”
Luo Cuiwei quietly pursed her lips, lost in thought.
Yun Lie glanced at Xu Yan casually, with an expression that said, "I know, but you don't need to know."