Chapter 123
Chapter 123
There is no news about the music score yet, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is here first.
Li Yun sent invitations to them all, inviting them to her house to appreciate the flowers. Other noble ladies would also be there.
Xia Chu wasn't particular about clothes, but she had to prepare a new outfit, fearing she'd embarrass her friends. But choosing a gift was difficult; Li Yun rarely lacked anything. If she spent money on a gift, not only would she be unable to afford it, but Li Yun's gift would just end up gathering dust in a warehouse.
She likes reading, poetry and writing.
Then he could only ask his second brother for help. Zhang Zhou borrowed a book from the teacher, copied some excerpts, and asked Xia Chu to take it to him.
The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Dong Xiaohuan carefully combed her daughter's hair into a fairy bun, praised her several times with satisfaction, and then sent her out.
Xia Chu didn't rent a car and planned to walk. As soon as she walked out of the alley, she saw Lin Lang's carriage. Xiao Guang just happened to lift the curtain and saw Xia Chuxian smiled, "Madam Wang, my young lady has come to pick you up. Please get in this way."
The driver stopped the car and moved a stool to the side of the car.
"Why are you here?" Xia Chu asked in surprise after getting in the car.
"I came specially to pick you up." Lin Lang looked at her with a smile, "You look even more beautiful today, don't you?"
The two chatted and laughed all the way to Li's house. Li Yun's father was a minor official under the prefect, and his mother's family had been merchants for generations, so the family had some power and was not short of money.
Unfortunately, her mother only had her as a daughter. She had a son earlier in life, but unfortunately, she didn't raise him. Later, she gave birth to a sister, but she also didn't survive. She had a younger brother and sister who were both born out of wedlock, both of whom were not very old.
Lin Lang was well acquainted with the Li residence, and every servant she encountered on the way greeted her with a bow. Li Yun was in the flower hall. After turning thirteen, she had taken over the mansion's banquets, big and small, with her mother assisting and checking for omissions. This time, Li Yun was in full charge, and her mother did not interfere.
Fortunately, we only invited the ladies and girls who are close to us to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival in advance, so even if something goes wrong, it’s not a big deal.
"Sister Yun." Lin Lang bowed playfully.
"You're naughty again. Come in and sit down. Xia Chu is here too. Come and sit down." Li Yun pulled them to sit down. "You came early. Others haven't arrived yet."
"Sister Qingmei isn't here yet? She deserves to be punished." Lin Lang smirked, and a bad idea came to his mind, "Let's punish her..."
"What's the punishment? Tell me in person." Before he could finish his words, Mo Qingmei had arrived and looked at Lin Lang with a smile.
Lin Lang immediately changed his words, "No time for punishment, let's do a sword dance!"
"Who wants a sword dance? Lin Lang's sword dance?" Bai Wuxia's words came out before he even showed up.
Lin Lang stuck out his tongue, picked up the teacup and took a sip, pretending that he knew nothing.
The others looked at Lin Lang and smiled. If Xia Chu herself hadn't been there, they would have suspected that this was a performance. How could it be such a coincidence?
Lin Lang was feeling extremely embarrassed when a woman walked in. She had gentle features and a soft smile on her face. "Yun'er, why don't you call me mother when guests arrive?"
"Lin Lang/Wuxia/Qingmei, greetings to my aunt." The three of them bowed quickly.
Xia Chu came here less often, so he had never met her. "Xia Chu meets Madam."
"Okay, you're all good kids." Mother Li looked at Xia Chu, feeling a little unfamiliar with her. "Is this Xia Chu? What a pretty girl! I've heard Yun'er mention her before. Stop being so polite and sit down. Since you're Yun'er's good friend, just call me auntie, just like Qingmei and the others."
"Aunt." Xia Chu said readily.
"Be good." Mother Li extended her hand, and the nanny behind her handed her a long wooden box. "It's our first meeting, and I haven't prepared anything. I'm giving this hairpin to you for fun. Don't be disgusted."
"Thank you, aunt." Xia Chu took it respectfully with both hands.
"Okay, then you guys have fun." Mother Li was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable around them, so after meeting the guests, she left again.
They were all familiar sisters, so Li Yun didn't hesitate and said, "Then you guys go play in the garden. I have something to do here."
"Okay, it's a good opportunity to see Lin Lang's sword dance." Bai Wuxia teased.
"Oh, Sister Wuxia, please forgive me." Lin Lang said coquettishly.
"This way, please." Mo Lian was an acquaintance, and she led them to the garden. She had the maids serve tea and snacks, and also brought a pipa and a sword. Lin Lang pouted angrily at the sight of the sword, "How could Sister Yun be so mean? Why did she send me a sword? She really wants me to dance with it."
Bai Wuxia laughed and insisted on giving her the sword and asking her to dance.
"Xia Chu and I will accompany you with music, go quickly." Mo Qingmei took off the flute and said with a smile.
Lin Lang was forced to do something, so he went to the open space and swung his sword around. Mo Qingmei glanced at Xia Chu and asked, "Fei Yang Ge?"
"Come." Xia Chu took the pipa, tried the tone first, adjusted it slightly, and signaled to Mo Qingmei that it was ready.
Lin Lang was still swinging her sword when she heard a familiar tune. She paused, but she still couldn't do it. Glancing at Bai Wuxia, she simply followed the rhythm of the music, dancing to her heart's content, and surprisingly, she felt a sense of harmony and beauty.
Bai Wuxia was a little tempted, so he took the scabbard on the table, jumped out of the pavilion, and started dancing.
Lin Lang felt tired after a while, rubbed his arms, and asked Xiaoguang to get the painting supplies.
Li Yun had just received Mrs. Fang and Miss Liu, who arrived first, and brought everyone to the garden, where she found them having a great time.
Amidst a riot of blossoms, Bai Wuxia, dressed in white, danced with her longsword, like a spirit among the flowers. Lin Lang sat beneath the porch, absorbed in his painting, oblivious to the surrounding music. Mo Qingmei stood in the pavilion, the sound of her flute resonating like a solitary, proud bamboo. Xia Chu sat clutching her pipa, her eyes slightly closed, as if absorbed in the music.
"Madam Li, let's wait a while." Miss Liu said in a low voice. The scene was like a painting, and no one dared to disturb it.
Mrs. Fang frowned slightly, "Then let's go to the flower hall."
"Aunt, I want to stay here for a while." Liu Qingqing pleaded in a low voice.
"Okay." Mrs. Fang was reluctant and felt it was a bit embarrassing to stand here, but she insisted, so let her be.
Li Yun had some impression of this Miss Fang, but they hadn't interacted much. She seemed to be the daughter of Madam Fang's younger sister, but her sister and brother-in-law had both passed away. So, she adopted her. Since she had no daughters of her own, she was quite fond of her younger sister's orphan.
"Miss Liu, you can go in directly. They won't mind." After saying that, Li Yun took Mrs. Fang to the flower hall.
Liu Qingqing thanked him but did not go in. She stood under the hanging flower gate and admired it quietly.
"Miss, can I get you a chair?" Pingping whispered.
"No need, it's almost over." Liu Qingqing shook her head gently, her eyes full of envy. It was really enviable to have several close friends who shared the same ideals.
Soon after she finished speaking, the music stopped. The sword dancer, holding her sword, bowed playfully, making the others laugh.
"Someone's here," Mo Lian softly reminded her. She was Li Yun's head maid, having been with her since childhood. Most of the servants in the mansion had to give her face. She could handle anything on her own. Li Yun trusted her deeply and was confident in letting her take care of her sisters.
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