I dress up as a poor noblewoman, and I bring my whole family home with my literary talent.

Chapter 12: A man’s infatuation can still be explained. A woman’s infatuation cannot be explained.

Halfway through the banquet, Song Lingyi could no longer bear the noble ladies' constant chatter and left Sifang Pavilion on the pretext of going to the toilet.

Changchun Garden is very large, with shade from trees. The scorching sunlight is mostly blocked by the branches, so Song Lingyi found a pavilion and sat down.

The pavilion is backed by a rockery and faces the pond, with flower and plant nurseries on both sides. Its location is relatively hidden.

As soon as she relaxed, she felt sleepy again. She held her head up and felt drowsy.
Suddenly, a clear male voice came from outside the pavilion: "Miss, your makeup is good!"

As soon as Song Lingyi opened her eyes
A young man in a crimson brocade robe walked out of the pavilion, only a few steps away from her. He was about twenty years old, with delicate features and a refined and elegant temperament. Just standing there, he looked as elegant as a star tower or a cloud platform.

Song Lingyi ignored her physical and mental fatigue and stood up politely, bowed, tilted her eyes slightly, and said politely, "I wonder if this gentleman has any advice for me?"

"I'm Xie Yanshu from Wu'an Marquis' Mansion. I heard from the maid in Changchun Garden that the fifth young lady of the Song family came here, so I came here to look for her." Xie Yanshu said.

Wu'an Marquis Mansion, Marquis Mansion, surnamed Xie
Could this person be the young Marquis Xie that Xiao Xuan and the others praised? ?

Song Lingyi raised her eyebrows and looked at him for a moment, then asked, "What do you want to do with her?"

"I admire Miss Song Wu's talent very much and would like to get to know her and learn a few things from her." Xie Yanshu smiled elegantly.

It turned out to be another Confucian scholar who wanted to discuss poetry with her. The feeling of drowsiness swept over her body again, as if she was in a math class in the classroom and was about to fall asleep.

Song Lingyi pointed in a random direction and said, "She went over there. Go find her, young master."

Xie Yanshu was stunned. He thought the girl in the pavilion was Song Lingyi, but he recognized the wrong person. He bowed and left: "Thank you for showing me the way, young lady." He went in that direction without looking back.

Song Lingyi looked at the young man's back as he left, and suddenly she felt guilty. This man was handsome and honest, so she felt a little guilty for deceiving him.

Forget it, it’s not advisable to stay here for long.

……

A maid hurried into the Sifang Pavilion and leaned over to whisper something in Xiao Xuan's ear. Xiao Xuan's face changed drastically: "Are you telling the truth?"

The maid nodded and said, "Thank you, young marquis, for asking Miss Song Wu where she was going. Then I sent someone to secretly watch her and saw them having a tryst in the pavilion with my own eyes."

Xiao Xuan had originally had a new respect for Song Lingyi because of those two poems, but now he no longer had any good impression of her. He gnashed his teeth in anger and asked, "Where is she now?"

"When I came to report, Miss Song Wu had already returned to Sifang Pavilion."

Xiao Xuan's conversation with the maid was neither too loud nor too quiet, and Song Changling, who was passing by, happened to hear it. Song Changling was trained by Zhou Xiaoniang, and he knew all the dignitaries in Chang'an City. How glorious is the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion! His ancestors were founding heroes, one of the twenty-eight generals of the Quetai, and the title was hereditary. As long as they abided by the law, their descendants would have no worries about food and clothing.

Fifth sister actually has such a mind, I really underestimated her...

Song Lingyi, who was walking towards Sifang Pavilion, had no idea that her casual conversation with Xie Yanshu had become a "tryst" in the eyes of some people. She hummed a little tune along the way and was in a very good mood.

When she reached a fork in the road, she suddenly saw a man and a woman on the right path ahead, pulling each other into the rockery.

The woman's back looked very much like my second sister Song Xianglan, especially the moon-white brocade skirt she was wearing, which was exactly the same as what my second sister was wearing today. Thinking of my second sister's slightly swollen lips on the Dragon Boat Festival...

"Ugh"

Song Lingyi frowned and sighed. She really didn't know whether her second sister was too bold or just didn't take the feudal ethics of Daliang seriously. She really admired her. This was in Changchun Garden, where people came and went. If a maid, eunuch or a noble lady saw it and spread it, the Song family's reputation would be ruined. Behind the rockery

With a shy look on her face, Song Xianglan was pulled into the rockery by the man. She lost her balance and accidentally fell into his arms.

The man had a strong chest, and it hurt her a little when he hit her forehead. She raised her eyes and wanted to say something scolding, but when she met the man's eyes that couldn't hide his smile, she lowered her head in shame.

"Knowing that you're late, you took the initiative to throw yourself into my arms?"

Song Xianglan didn't know it was such a coincidence. But she didn't deny it. She just blinked and said in a delicate voice, "Then, since I threw myself into your arms, Brother Yi, please forgive me for being late."

The man tapped her forehead with his finger: "Little bastard."

The sound of voices could be heard faintly from the rockery. Song Lingyi was stunned and her hair stood on end. Are all couples in the honeymoon period like this?

Thinking about her previous life, she "turned a deaf ear to the world outside the window and focused on reading the books of sages." She was flat in front and back like an underdeveloped bean sprout, and no one was interested in her. Now that she was in Daliang, let alone the freedom to fall in love, she should be thankful that Mr. Song did not marry her off for a few taels of silver.

Life is unpredictable.

Song Lingyi was afraid that someone would get close, so she stayed outside the rockery to guard them. After an unknown amount of time, her legs were sore from standing, and the people inside finally decided to leave.

Hearing the rustling noise, Song Lingyi quickly hid behind a tree.

The first to come out was a man

I only saw his back, with a slender figure and straight shoulders, which showed that he was not very old, but I didn't know what he looked like. However, he should have a good family background, with gorgeous clothes and jewelry around his waist, no wonder my second sister took the risk to "fall in love" with him.

After he had been gone for about a cup of tea, Song Xianglan finally came out from behind the rockery. She looked shy, as if she had not yet recovered from the beautiful scene.

At this time, Song Lingyi was no longer hiding behind the tree, but was leaning against the trunk and staring at her.

Song Xianglan turned around and the moment she looked into Song Lingyi's eyes, the smile on her face froze instantly, and her hands trembled slightly under her wide sleeves. If she could still get away with it last time, what about this time? What did the fifth sister see, and how much did she see?
After a long silence, Song Lingyi stood up and walked towards Sifang Pavilion, saying, "Second sister, aren't you going back yet?"

Song Xianglan took a deep breath and followed. The fifth sister has always been weak, so as long as she uses both kindness and force, she will definitely keep her mouth shut.

Without waiting for Song Xianglan to "use both kindness and force", Song Lingyi said softly: "I am not interested in my second sister's affairs, and I have no intention of spreading the matter."

“……”Song Xianglan breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still nervous inside.

"But I have something to say to my second sister."

"What?"

"When a man is infatuated, it is still possible to talk about it. But when a woman is infatuated, it is impossible to talk about it."

Song Xianglan frowned, her eyes confused, as if she didn't understand the meaning: "Liao Liao, where did you hear this?"

The two walked side by side, at a moderate pace, and the Sifang Pavilion came into view. While no one was around, Song Lingyi turned sideways and met Song Xianglan's gaze, her expression unusually solemn:
"Second sister, you don't need to know where I heard this. Second sister, you just need to know that the world's requirements for women are much higher than those for men."

"When a man gets tired of love one day, he can quickly get rid of it, forget the past, and continue to live a normal life, but when a woman is addicted to love, she can never get out of it."

(End of this chapter)