Madam, you are on top again

Chapter 297

"No." Yun Liangyin shook her head, turned and left, but her heart could not calm down for a long time.

Back in the room, I saw the purse that was torn in half by Chu Qingjue on the table.

Yun Liangyin stepped forward, held the purse in her hand, and stuck it to her heart, and then ordered the little maid to find a needle and thread for her.

But I found a needle and thread, how to mend it, she doesn't know how.

I don't want others to help me.

Afterwards, he had no choice but to look at the stitches on the thread on his clothes, and began to copy.

During this period, I don't know how many times I got stuck in my hand.

I don't know what's going on with this needle, it always wants to run into her hand.

Yun Liangyin endured it a few times, and wanted to leave it behind. Letting her do needlework would be better than letting her go out to kill people, but she still gritted her teeth and insisted on holding it back, and sewed it up.

At the same time, he cursed Chu Qingjue eight hundred times in his heart.

The purse was twisted by her sewing, but at least it was connected.

However, at this time, it was already dark outside.

It was only then that Yun Liangyin realized that she had maintained this posture for who knows how long?

My whole body was sore when I moved, and just about to stretch, I suddenly saw a dark shadow outside the window, like a ghost flashing past.

Then, the door was pushed open, and Yun Liangyin saw Jia Yun appearing outside. At this moment, his breath was warm, and his eyes were also warm.

Yun Liangyin was taken aback, but what was he doing here so late?
She also pushed open her door without any manners.

Suddenly, he saw that Jia Yun was still holding a gourd in his hand.

This seems to be the gourd that the ancients and Jigong used to hold wine, but now, few people use gourds to hold wine, so what is in his gourd?
"I just found a good wine outside, but it's boring to drink alone, so I came to see if you are free, and drink with me." Jia Yun said.

Yun Liangyin was speechless, high priest, are you serious?
He came here to drink with her in the middle of the night?

Before he could say anything, he suddenly saw Jia Yun staring at her, and asked curiously, "Liangyin, what is that? What were you doing just now?"

Yun Liangyin was startled immediately, and hurriedly pressed her purse under the pillow, and said flatly, "It's nothing."

"Oh." Jia Yun didn't ask much, and then Yun Liangyin saw that he conjured a cup out of nowhere, poured a glass of wine from his gourd, and handed it to her.

Yun Liangyin had no choice but to reach out to take it, and quickly drank it to send this great god away.

Suddenly, Jia Yun held on to the cup, staring at the little red spot wound on her hand and said, "What's wrong with your hand? You were using a needle and thread just now?"

His tone was quite surprised, he just felt that needles and threads should have nothing to do with Yun Liangyin.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yun Liangyin's face, and she nodded.

"Then what do you do with needle and thread? Here, do you still need to mend things yourself?" Jia Yun asked curiously again.

But Yun Liangyin snatched the wine glass from his hand, and gave him a look that wanted you to take care of him.

"My lord priest is talking too much."

Jiayun still looked at Yun Liangyin in disbelief, because in his opinion, those who can make clothes and cook are good wives and mothers.

Liangyin knows how to make roasted chicken with lotus leaves. He also knew about it before, so he was surprised a long time ago, but making clothes, no matter how you look at it, she has nothing to do with her.

After drinking this glass of wine, Yun Liangyin realized that it was fruit wine with a faint sweet aroma, so she drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing her act as if she was going to drink heavily, Yun Liangyin had already drank a glass of wine before Jia Yun had time to remind her.

(End of this chapter)