Chapter 397 Tang Xin's Worries
"Miss, profile for the cold, why you out of the house."
Seeing Tang Xin standing outside the door, Mo Shu quickly fetched a coat from the room and put it on her.
"Mo Shu, look, it's snowing."
Tang Xin spoke in a low voice, her eyes were so calm that no one could see her emotions.
"It's snowing, it's going to be colder."
Mo Shu muttered, his face full of sorrow, the eldest lady is weak, and every time she catches a cold, it takes ten days and a half months to recover.
"Grandpa and the others..."
Tang Xin blinked lightly, and thoughts appeared in her eyes.
She had never been so far from home, nor for so long.
I don't know if Ling Yi sent the letter she wrote to the elder brother.
The suddenness of her departure this time and the assassination she encountered, grandpa and father must be very worried.
Thinking of Mr. Tang's body, Tang Xin's thoughts became more and more uncontrollable.
"Miss, the wind is strong. It blows on your face like a knife. If you catch a cold carefully, let's go back to the house." Mo Shu whispered beside Tang Xin.
Tang Xin nodded slightly, and was about to turn around when Caishuang walked into the courtyard.
"Miss Tang, the young master is here to invite you."
Caishuang bowed to Tang Xin with a respectful tone. She used to be Ling Yi's close servant. After Tang Xin came, she was assigned to the manor to take care of Tang Xin's daily necessities.
Anyone with a discerning eye can understand the young master's thoughts.
If there is no accident, this Miss Tang family will be the Young Madam.
"Today I..."
"Let's lead the way."
Tang Xin originally planned to refuse, but was worried that Ling Yi would come here.
Being trapped in the manor was already depressing, Tang Xin didn't want to lose the last quiet place.
"I got a good painting today. Look at it, I must be happy."
Seeing Tang Xin coming in, Ling Yi got up from his chair and spoke with a smile on his face.
"Wu Yangzi's landscape painting is an extinct work, and it is hard to find a second one in the world."
Ling Yi unfolded the painting and shared it with Tang Xin, looking at her with joy.
Tang Xin glanced at it briefly, then looked away, "Mr. Ling, I heard that the Zhenhua Temple in Qin Kingdom is the most effective."
"Grandfather is old and frail, I can't serve around, I feel so guilty, can you allow me to go to Zhenhua Temple to pray for grandfather."
"Young Master Ling will not refuse this request."
Tang Xin looked at Ling Yi, lightly parted her red lips, her posture was elegant and generous.
Ling Yi smiled and said, "I'll arrange it in the next two days." "Thank you very much."
Tang Xin saluted.
"If nothing else, I'll go back."
Staring at Tang Xin's walking figure, Ling Yi stroked his forehead. This is a woman who makes people want to get closer the more they get along.
Character, talent, and appearance are all unmatched by other people.
Ling Yi has always been self-sufficient, but this time, he was tempted.
Facing Tang Xin, there should be few men in the world who can control him.
It wasn't until Tang Xin's figure completely disappeared that Ling Yi looked away, looked at the painting in his hand, and sighed quietly.
The painting is not the real one, but copied by him. He added tangled vines to it, and with Tang Xinjian's level of painting, she could definitely see it at a glance.
However, her attitude is to avoid talking about it.
Putting away the painting, Ling Yi looked into the distance with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
They've been together for some time, and she really has no affection for him?
In terms of talent and knowledge, he should not be inferior to Liao Ji.
Tang Xin, oh Tang Xin, is a heartless and ungrateful person really worthy of your nostalgia? Shaking his head, Ling Yi explained a few words to the attendants, and then left from the manor.
"Miss, Mr. Ling is coming more and more frequently. If this continues, it's hard to guarantee that he won't be distracted, especially since this is still his place."
The more Mo Shu talked, the more worried he became, walking back and forth anxiously.
"Mo Shu." Tang Xin called to stop her, "We will go to Zhenhua Temple in these two days."
"When you arrive..."
Hearing footsteps outside the house, Tang Xin stopped talking.
"Miss Tang, the weather is getting colder and colder. This is specially sent by the young master."
Caishuang put down the box, "Silver bone charcoal is used by the emperor in the Qin Kingdom, but the son is valued by the emperor, and this is one of the rewards."
"There are still a few big boxes in the warehouse, enough for Miss Tang to spend the winter warmly."
If it was an ordinary girl, she might be touched by someone who treats her with such care.
But Tang Xin, the Tang family didn't give her any treasures, and silver bone charcoal was not a rare thing to her.
Before Tang Xin could refuse, Caishuang put down her things and stooped to leave.
Looking at the silver bone charcoal, Tang Xin frowned, she couldn't stay here any longer.
Ling Yi has already thought about her.
She must communicate her whereabouts as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)