Un joven enfermizo que viaja a la época de la dinastía Song

Capítulo 370

I stood aside, trying my best to suppress the arrogance I had cultivated over the past few days.

The dress she was wearing stunned the aloof fourth young master, and I was a little stunned too. She was so beautiful; the phrase "stunningly beautiful" was no exaggeration.

The pink-edged lotus leaves folded down to her waist, and the natural embroidery on her stand-up collar made her gender boundaries disappear.

The cyan silk dress made her look even more delicate than her sister, but the only thing that broke the atmosphere was the expression on the face of the dress's wearer. She frowned, squinted, and pouted: "Can you change it?"

I secretly observed the Fourth Young Master. He was probably just astonished. In his eyes, the young master's pranks were mischievous, his misbehavior was cute, his androgynous behavior was beautiful, his outrageous actions were bold, his lawlessness was true nature, his major troubles were accidental, and his blatant lies were unintentional. How did such a person view the young master? Was he still as tolerant of him as before?

He snapped out of his dementia: "What is Eleventh Brother trying to do?!"

I wonder if he noticed that his tone was heavier than usual, and his words were more aggressive than usual today.

"Oh! It's nothing, just that someone from afar is coming, I'll have Xiao Yi pick them up!"

The fifteenth lady's ambiguous agreement angered the fourth young master, who had been pretending to be a nice guy in front of her. He pressed her relentlessly, leaving her no room to maneuver. The fifteenth lady seemed to dislike the fourth young master and didn't give this master any face either.

I didn't speculate further, and I won't speculate further. Everything is predetermined; there's no point in speculating.

When they returned, the fourth young master was furious, and everyone in the mansion was trembling with fear, while she alone was carefree and happy.

I couldn't help but sigh: It's good to be carefree.

I don't want to think about anything, and I don't take responsibility for anything.

The Fifteenth Madam and she had a fight. I was standing by the window. They didn't avoid me, and I didn't deliberately leave.

I thought she would tone it down, but she didn't. She remains herself, the most talked-about and controversial figure.

She acted with a carefree attitude and lived an extravagant life. With a wave of her hand, she could command the people to follow her lead, and with a few sharp kicks, she could make life difficult for the officials.

It's really hard for her not to attract attention. Whether you hate her or envy her, the more people see her and pay attention to her, the more time I have to look at her.

"No fragrance, no towering height, I am a little grass no one knows..."

She likes to sing like this when it's just her and me. She sits on the swing, I push her, and she sings to me.

"Little grass, you are amazing, you can grow anywhere."

This statement is by no means a compliment.

"Little grass, are you a herbivore or a carnivore?"

I didn't reply.

"Little grass! Do you hibernate in winter?"

"Little grass, can you grow without seeds?"

"Little grass, how can you survive billions of years of changes?"

"Little grass, if you come down from space, is it possible for your seeds to mutate?"

"Little grass, is it because you spread through the masses that you are willing to be a living thing?"

I had no idea what she was asking. I pushed her figure higher and higher, and the more questions she asked, the wilder her laughter became.

Watching her fly and listening to her talk, I suddenly had a strong urge to take her down, to make sure she could never fly again.

"Little grass, do you know how long you've lived? You've gone through so many cycles of growth, big and small, but only you have survived. Aren't you proud?"

"Little grass, you're more precious than me!"

"Little grass! Haha!"

I pushed her up, and her smile widened, her laughter filled the air, and the light was blinding.

Thunder means rain -- oh dear;

You need to use an umbrella when it rains, okay?

It's cold, so I'm wearing a cotton-padded coat. Oh dear, oh dear!

When it's hot, just use a fan. Wisdom is that simple.

Why does it thunder and rain?

Why are there winter and summer? -- That's a difficult question.

There are countless mysteries we don't know; wisdom is simple, yet not simple at all.

There are countless unknown mysteries.

Lelele oh, lelele oh

Wisdom is simple -- what?

It's not simple either -- cough!

--Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

I'm a walking encyclopedia of questions! Ah! Ah!

--Bang-- A wooden stick flew by: "Don't make a sound!"

I chuckled, and she angrily covered her head, flying off from the highest point of the swing.

I caught her in a panic, and a cold sweat broke out on my back: wasn't she afraid of being thrown to her death, or was she so confident that I would save her?