At this time, Ning Su had no time to pay attention to Xiao Yu's resentful eyes.

He is on Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, you'd better advise Tang Yazi. Prince Nan solemnly invites you. It won't be a good idea if you don't go!"

After saying these words, Ning Su left the elegant room and returned to the military camp.

On the table, Yang Ruoqing looked at Luo Fengtang.

He picked up another scallop with garlic sauce and was picking out the meat and putting it into her bowl one after another.

Looking at the mountain-like pile of vegetables in her bowl, she couldn't help but laugh or cry.

She agreed to give him half of the celebration banquet, but she became the protagonist, enjoying his service from beginning to end.

"Tangyazi, do you really not want to go to Licheng to attend the celebration banquet?"

she asked seriously.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Not interested."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Maybe this will offend Prince Nan..."

Luo Fengtang curled up the corners of his lips and shook his head.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, I won't go if I don't go. I'll write a thank you later and be more sincere. If Prince Nan is really as open-minded as the rumors say, he will definitely understand."

The matter was decided happily, and everyone enjoyed a sumptuous meal.

After lunch, Luo Fengtang asked Bai Laowu and the others to go back to the military camp first, while he took a detour to send Yang Ruoqing back to his residence to rest.

She was washing her face, while he stood beside her bed, looking at everything on the bed, as if he was memorizing something.

Seeing him like this, she found it funny.

He put the veil back and walked toward him.

"Why are you staring at my bed like that? There are flowers on my bed?" she asked jokingly.

He came to his senses and grinned.

"Just take a look, it's nothing," he said.

She didn't ask any more questions, sat down at the dressing table, took out a little of the flower petal water she had collected some time ago, poured it into the palm of her hand, and then patted it gently on her face.

The faint fragrance of flowers spreads in the room.

He came closer and said, "Today is the second day of July, and in five days it will be Chinese Valentine's Day."

"I heard that on Chinese Valentine's Day and Valentine's Day here, young men and women go to the riverside outside the town to place lotus lanterns."

"Qing'er, I'll come to pick you up at night, and we can also go and let you go, okay?"

The fingers that were applying the "petal water" on the face paused.

She looked sideways at him, seeing the anticipation and excitement in his eyes.

As if she understood something, she smiled.

"You kid didn't go to Prince Nan's celebration banquet because it was on the sixth day of the lunar month and you couldn't come back in time to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day, right?"

His thoughts were revealed, and he felt a little guilty.

Then he stepped back, scratched his head, and smiled.

She smiled and gave him an angry look: "Hey, okay, okay, since Lord Commander Wei has spoken, then the little girl has to be respectful and obey his orders. See you there or see you later on Chinese Valentine's Day."

He was even more happy to get her promise.

Even when he left, the smile on his face did not disappear.

This is the hottest and unbearable time of the year.

At night, Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned and slept very restlessly.

The cattail leaf fan in my hand is of no use either.

The sheets lying underneath him were also damp with sweat.

She originally wanted to go looking for a mat on the street, but she searched all over the town and found no one selling mats.

It should be said that there are also mats.

It's just that the raw material of the mat is not the moso bamboo in the mountains, but the soft reed grass.

This has something to do with the climate and topography of this area.

There is a lot of water and a lot of reeds, and many daily necessities are inseparable from reeds.

It is not easy to find a bamboo.

Going north, you have to travel dozens of miles to the foot of Mianniu Mountain to cut down the trees.

To the south, there are low hills and rivers.

There are also moso bamboos, but the mountains where they grow are within the boundaries of Nanmanzi.

As a result, the people in this area of ​​Xiushui Town sleep on beds made of reed leaves folded into virtue mats.

I haven't slept for two nights and I'm already wet.

Let it dry naturally in the shade, as it is prone to mold and bugs.

Take it to the yard to dry in the sun. The reed leaves are soft, absorbing the full sunlight, and releasing it all at night.

Lying on it is like lying on a pile of straw. The more you sleep, the hotter you get.

Tonight, it's very hot again.

Yang Ruoqing was tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She felt like the fan was blowing out all the wind.

However, at this moment, she heard a noise outside the house.

Could it be that Xiaoyu has come again?

Just as he was about to ask, Luo Fengtang's lowered voice came.

"Qing'er, are you asleep? It's me!"

Why did he sneak out of the military camp at this time?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, then went down to the ground and opened the door.

Luo Fengtang entered the room with a roll under his arm.

He walked straight towards her bed over there.

Yang Ruoqing followed behind and saw clearly that what he was holding under his arm was a roll of mat made of bamboo!

"Qing'er, don't be stunned. Hurry up and clean up the bedding and pillows on the bed. I'll spread out the mat for you," he said.

She came back to her senses and was immediately ecstatic.

While busy taking out the pillows and piling them on the stool nearby, she helped him put the mat on the bed.

The length and width are just right.

It's as if it was made according to the measurements of the bed.

When you touch it with your fingers, it's smooth and cold.

The faint fragrance of bamboo wafts into your nose, making you feel relaxed and happy, as if the temperature of the whole room has dropped several degrees.

"Tangyazi, where did you get this mat?" She sat down on the bed and asked excitedly.

He smiled and said: "There are a lot of moso bamboo growing on the mountainside of Mianniu Mountain in the north!"

I came back from Licheng a few days ago and came to see her.

Seeing that her sheets were extremely damp, he knew that she had a hard time sleeping at night.

So these few nights he slipped out of the military camp to cut bamboo.

His concise and concise words reached her ears, and she understood the hard work contained in them.

With a smile on her lips, she stretched out her hand to hold him: "Don't leave, let's sleep together on such a cool bamboo mat tonight!"

"ah?"

He was startled for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.

The next moment, his whole body was pulled into the tent by her.

She was wearing sleeping clothes, which were made of the slippery and thin floral silk fabric in this area.

He doesn't wear much either.

The two of them lay down together. At first, the bamboo mat underneath them did feel cool.

However, after a while, both of them became even more passionate.

He is hot.

There was an imminent movement coming from deep inside my body, as if the blood in my whole body was about to boil. I lay there without daring to move.
To be continued...