Chapter 23: Emerald Plate Crumbles, Fragrant Rouge Scatters

  The white young master has become a fragrant pastry that all the sisters are fighting for, but he still only gets along with Beiluo girl. This makes the other sisters so angry that they turn red-eyed and gnash their teeth in resentment. Seeing everyone's jealousy, Beiluo girl is even more proud and arrogant, looking down on others with a superior attitude.

  That day, Beiluo Girl said she wanted to go to the western suburbs to admire the flowers. The western suburbs are far away, and we need to bring some snacks on the road. Beiluo Girl was in a great mood, so she brought me along in the green oil carriage.

  As soon as I heard that I could go out and play, I was overjoyed. The flower sea in the western suburbs has been heard many times, but no one has taken me there before.

  The carriage swayed, I sat with Beiling's maid Xue Xi at the lower end, the curtain of the window was half rolled up, and the warm spring breeze kept pouring in, outside was a rolling piece of spring color, making people feel carefree and joyful.

  I stared blankly at the scenery outside, and Xue chuckled: "Today I really did bring good luck by bringing you along, little devil, to broaden your horizons."

  "I hastened to reply: 'Indeed it is, Mei Cai also had a stroke of good luck today and got on the sedan chair.'"

  Outside, the flowers are blooming beautifully, and the atmosphere is filled with the spirit of spring. Xue Xi and I are leaning against the window, intently watching and discussing. On the street, a few handsome young men occasionally pass by, and the carriages move slowly, allowing us to hear people outside commenting: "Whose young lady's carriage is fragrant inside and out?"

  The young master didn't seem to mind, only smiled slightly. The fragrance surrounding him was strong but refreshing and pleasant, making one feel comfortable and at ease. I took a peek and saw that the young master wasn't wearing any perfume sachet or pouch, just simply holding a fan. Could it be that some people are born with an extraordinary fragrance? The young master sat upright, while Beiluo's daughter leaned against him, laughing: "Young master's fragrance is truly liked by everyone, regardless of age or sex. I'll lean against you more often to absorb some of the fragrance and gain some personal connections." Don't give up on treatment, Holy Monk.

  The young master smiled and said: "Even if Beiluo's daughter had just come out of a fish stall, someone would still rush up to take a sniff."

  Beijiang's daughter was naturally smiling and scolding with a hint of resentment, her whole face full of affection for Bai Gongzi.

  After a while, Beiluo girl said she was thirsty, I quickly took out the rose dew from the food box and mixed it with honey water, poured it into a crystal cup and sent it over. The rose red liquid and the crystal cup reflected the flowing light, which was really beautiful.

  The young master didn't eat or drink, but instead half-closed his phoenix eyes, sometimes lost in thought and sometimes playfully teasing Beiluo girl.

  After noon, Beiluo's daughter smiled and said: "You must be hungry, don't be polite, help yourselves to some snacks."

  I nodded hastily, and Father brought me eight treasure buns. I gave half to Xue Xi, who smiled and said: "I'm also benefiting from your good fortune, aren't I getting to eat the rare private pastries that are hard to come by?" She nudged her mouth with her chin: "Look at that little boy, he seems very constrained, not saying a word. Why don't you give him some? With more people, the conversation will be livelier, better than just our two girls' private chat being interesting."

  That young master's child lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and didn't follow us to climb the window to see the novelty, but simply sat there, not speaking or making a sound.

  I hastily handed him a piece of rose petal and pea pancake: "Little brother, you must be hungry too, let's have some snacks!"

  Who would have thought that the child just smiled and shook his head, but didn't make a sound. Bai Gongzi said: "Thank you for your kindness, but he doesn't like sweet things." The joyful event of the farm family's embroidered silk

  "I hastily said: 'Sesame seed cake wrapped with sauce and mutton is also very fragrant, little brother, do you want to eat it?'"

  The young boy still smiled and shook his head without speaking, and the white gentleman laughed: "Miss doesn't need to care about him, he doesn't eat meat, doesn't eat sweets, has many taboos, and has already prepared his own dry rations. If Miss finds it annoying, this gentleman can send him outside to accompany the coachman."

  "Really? Really!" I hastily put away the food, and it was also embarrassing to continue offering him something to eat. Xue Xi said in a low voice: "Young master just mentioned this, and I suddenly realized that I seem to have never seen this child eat anything before."

  "I suppose it's because you're from the Western Frontier and aren't used to the local customs and flavors of the capital." I replied.

  "Who knows...?" Xue Xi furrowed her brow and whispered in my ear, "Upon closer inspection, that white gentleman doesn't seem to have eaten anything either. I and the young lady even secretly said, perhaps that white gentleman is some kind of immortal, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, cultivating a unique fragrance, no need to eat the impure food of the mortal world."

  "So that's what it is. Could it be that this White Young Master is actually a cultivator?" I stole a glance at the White Young Master, and felt even more that this extraordinary and out-of-the-ordinary White Young Master was different from the others.

  Arriving at the western suburbs, all that can be seen are mountains and fields of purple and red, with flowers of various colors competing in beauty and fragrance, like a sea of flowers. However, around White Boy, no other scent can be smelled.

  Beiluo girl was in high spirits, and the red embroidered shoes with golden thread were also trampled on the fragrant grass. She walked hand in hand with Baigongzi, admiring the surroundings, and agreed to go to the pavilion at the waist of the mountain to take a look. I and Xue Xi followed far behind, not wanting to disturb their fun. Beiluo girl turned around and said: "You two don't have to follow us anymore. It's rare for us to come out, so let's just enjoy ourselves!" Husband, aren't you going to lie down obediently for me?

  That little kid was even more knowledgeable and interesting, seeing a mountain stream pouring down, he went to play in the water with bare feet early on. The creek water was clear, and the stones and fish were visible, I and Xue Xi couldn't help but go to play in the water together.

  That little boy looked at us with a smile in his eyes, though he didn't speak, he also played to one side, Xue Xi asked him about his age and hometown, the little boy didn't answer either, only smiled silently. Xue Xi shook her head disappointedly: "It seems that this child is deaf and dumb, pitiful indeed."

  But I think that this child's pair of eyes can speak, it doesn't seem like he can't hear, maybe he just has a sore throat from illness, or perhaps he only knows the Western Frontier dialect and doesn't understand Beijing dialect.

  We three people, although there is some age difference, all have a childlike personality, and being together is also quite harmonious. Little Tong has left Baigongzi's side, but his body still carries a faint fragrance. When I sniff it carefully, I find that it's different from Baigongzi's scent, I don't know why, but I feel that the fragrance on Little Tong's body seems familiar, yet I just can't recall what it is.

  The three of us caught fish and shrimp, playing happily for a while, before we knew it, the sun was setting and the leaves were all dyed golden. White Langzi and Beiluo's daughter just returned, the two of them laughing and chatting, looking like a pair of golden boys and jade maidens that can't be found even in paintings.

  As I sat back in the carriage on our way back, I didn't see White Young Master and Little Tongzi eating anything. I hastily offered White Young Master some mountain spring water from upstream, and he smiled saying: "Miss is quite thoughtful." Only then did he drink it down.

  Compared with the real Dragon God Longjing Gongzi, this White Lord is more like a god who does not eat the smoke and fire of the mortal world.