The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 83 Returning the Gift
Thinking of her poisoned sister, Luo Jiaojiao's heart froze.She left her father's study and walked slowly on the gravel road back to the boudoir.

The wind blew the trees on both sides of the path, making whimpering sounds.

Luo Jiaojiao walked against the wind, trying to let the wind blow away the melancholy in her heart, but only the hair on her forehead and dress fluttered with the wind.

"Master! Where are you?" Luo Jiaojiao stopped under the osmanthus tree in front of her house.

The sweet-scented osmanthus fell, making Luo Jiaojiao even more sad.She remembered that she hadn't visited her mother's grave for a long time.

"Li'er! Let's go see my mother tomorrow!" Luo Jiaojiao's voice was full of sadness.

"I'm going to buy things for the grave now!" Li'er turned around and went to buy things.

Xuan'er helped Luo Jiaojiao into the boudoir.It wasn't until Luo Jiaojiao entered the room that she realized that her body was completely cold.She climbed onto the bed and shrank in the quilt.

Xuan'er took out the porcelain pot in the quilt, refilled it with hot water and gave it to Luo Jiaojiao to hold.

"Master! Mr. Bo Lang sent you some clothes yesterday, so he should return the gift!" Xuan'er came from the palace, so she knew these things quite well.

"I don't have anything valuable in return!" Luo Jiaojiao said disapprovingly.

"Things don't depend on high or low, but on the heart!" Xuan'er touched Luo Jiaojiao softly.

"Apart from my own clothes and jewelry, where else do I have extra things to give away?" Luo Jiaojiao felt sleepy as her body warmed up.She yawned and lay down on the couch.

"Aren't there many small things in the master's box? Why don't I help you choose a gift in return?" When Xuan'er helped Luo Jiaojiao organize her closet, she found some little things she brought back from the capital.

"Okay! You can pick one or two and send them over!" Luo Jiaojiao closed her eyelids in difficulty.

Xuan'er went into the inner room, opened the closet, took out a box and began to look through it.A pair of exquisite little clay figurines fell into her eyes.

Just send this!Xuan'er found a piece of handkerchief, wrapped the clay figurine in his hand and went out.

When Jiang Yu heard from the porter in the mansion that an aunt had come to look for him outside the mansion, Jiang Yu came to the door suspiciously.Seeing that the person coming was Xuan'er, he hurried over to salute.

"This is my master's wish!"

When Xuan'er saw Jiang Yu coming in front of her, her face turned red somehow.

"Okay! I thank Luo Xiaoniang for Mr. Lang!" Jiang Yu took the two clay figurines and smiled.

Yesterday Mr. Bo Lang had been waiting for Luo Xiaoniang's return gift, but there was no movement, and he was so angry that he didn't even eat well.This morning, when he came back from court, he sat behind a few desks in a daze, which made Jiang Yu dare not show his anger.

This time it's better, Mr. Lang should be in a better mood!Jiang Yu walked into Bo Langjun's study with a look of joy.

Sitting behind a few desks, Mr. Bo Lang raised his head when he heard Jiang Yu's footsteps.

"Is there anything good?" Mr. Bo Lang couldn't help asking when he saw Jiang Yu walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"Xuan'er sent this!" Jiang Yu put the clay figurine wrapped in a handkerchief on Bo Langjun's case.

Mr. Bo Lang gently unfolded the veil, revealing the pair of delicate clay figurines.

Jiang Yu was taken aback when he saw Bo Langjun, then pursed his lips tightly.Could it be that Mr. Lang despises this clay figurine for being worthless?Jiang Yu obviously felt that his master was a little displeased.

"You go to see Luo Xiaoniang in person! Let her properly dispose of all the things she brought back from the capital! Don't keep any of them!" Bo Langjun frowned and ordered.

"Yes!"

Only then did Jiang Yu understand why his master looked at the clay figure sent by Luo Jiaojiao not only did not smile, but had an ugly expression on his face.

Not long after Xuan'er returned to Luo Mansion, Cheng Xiao heard that Jiang Yu was here.Luo Jiaojiao looked at Xuan'er suspiciously.Xuan'er walked out of the house and asked Jiang Yu what's the matter?
Jiang Yu said that he had something important to talk to Luo Jiaojiao face to face.Xuan'er went into the room and reported the truth.Luo Jiaojiao sat up and asked Jiang Yu to come in and talk.But Cheng Xiao refused to let Jiang Yu into the house.

Luo Jiaojiao had no choice but to put on her cloak and walk out of the house.Jiang Yu asked Luo Jiaojiao to move under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and then told Luo Jiaojiao what Bo Langjun wanted.

Luo Jiaojiao listened and nodded.After Jiang Yu left, Luo Jiaojiao returned to the house and went straight to the inner room.She asked Xuan'er to take a fur skin, poured all the little things on it and finished breading.

"Remember to bring this burden with you tomorrow!" Luo Jiaojiao instructed Xuan'er.

"Yes! This servant has written it down!" Xuan'er seemed to have figured out something!
Lier is back too.She entered the room with a chill.She said everything was purchased.

Luo Jiaojiao held Li'er's hand and asked her if she was cold.Li'er shook her head with a smile and said, "It's not cold!"

Xuan'er has already gotten used to this pair of Luo Jiaojiao and Li'er who are on good terms who are not like masters and servants, who wish they could wear a pair of trousers.

If this was in the palace, Li'er would have died long ago!Xuan'er thought silently in her heart.However, she likes to be like them, but she has already developed a habit of distinguishing between superiority and inferiority. She can only watch enviously, but she still can't get into it.

Luo Jiaojiao rubbed Li'er's little blue hands, rubbing them, and the two of them got into a fight together.In the end, it was Xuan'er who stood between the two of them, and they gave up on each other.

As the sky gradually darkened, Luo Jiaojiao and the three had a hasty dinner, and then they went to rest early.

Luo Jiaojiao sat on the bed in the bedroom, staring at the package on the table lost in thought.She really hated the gadgets she had personally picked out.If I had known that it would have to be destroyed if I brought it back, I might as well have stayed in the tea art workshop.

In fact, keeping it may not be a problem!But Luo Jiaojiao knew that Bo Langjun's caution was not unreasonable.If someone finds out that she has been to the capital through these small things, then it is very likely that Bo Langjun's plan will be ruined, and her life may not be guaranteed at that time!Luo Jiaojiao can still distinguish the importance and the pros and cons of this.

During those days in the imperial city, Luo Jiaojiao had personally experienced the treacherous and changeable situation and intrigues and battles. If there were no extremely special circumstances, she would never want to set foot there again.Because there is both heaven and hell.Many forces are entrenched and the situation is complicated. It is difficult for capable people without foundation to survive.

It was cold at night, Luo Jiaojiao curled up under the quilt and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.Everything she and Mr. Bo Lang experienced in the imperial city is still vivid in his memory.

What else do I want to do with these?We are just acting on the spot, we can't take it seriously!Now that I am back, everything has passed like a dream.He is still the lofty Bo Langjun who can cover the sky with one hand in Dai Kingdom, but he is just a little boudoir girl.

Luo Jiaojiao tossed and turned unable to fall asleep, she simply sat up hugging the quilt.

After the end of this year, I will be 15 years old.At my age, my daughter should have been married long ago.Luo Jiaojiao rested her chin on her knees and closed her eyes.

Yang Zisheng seems to be frivolous, but he is a kind of love.He has fully revealed his sincerity to himself, but it is a pity that the person he likes is not him!
Luo Jiaojiao tilted her head thinking, but her heart gradually became irritable.The Bo Langjun who made her heart flutter only wanted to take her as a concubine, which made her furious when she thought about it.

"Even if I don't get married in this life, I will never be your concubine Bo Langjun! Hmph!" Luo Jiaojiao lay down angrily.

(End of this chapter)