The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 441: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (57)

Don’t say good things a second time!

Su Xiangran did not repeat what she had just said, but gently pushed Fei Tao, who was already stunned.

After Fei Tao came to her senses, Su Xiangran leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear, then pushed open the door and walked into the guest room.

Ling Moqing took in everything that was happening before his eyes and was extremely anxious, but he was afraid of offending his beloved. He wanted to chase after her to find out what was going on, but he was worried that Su Xiangran would never talk to him again.

At this moment, he was like an ant on a hot pan, feeling uneasy.

"Mr. Ling, please stop looking." Fei Tao walked to Ling Moqing's side, carefully examined him from head to toe, and then said, "My mistress said that the evening lantern festival in Yuncheng will be held in a few days, and you two can talk about everything clearly by then.

During this period of time, you should also think carefully about the future and figure out how you should act.

Oh, by the way, my lady also specifically asked me to tell you that you don’t need to learn how to butcher pigs and sheep anymore, and put aside rough work like chopping meat for now!"

After Ling Mo listened to what Fei Tao said, he finally felt relieved.

He thought to himself: Could it be that Su Xiangran is not completely devoid of affection for me? Perhaps, as she said, in a few days, when the Lantern Festival comes, she will give me the answer.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation in my heart, but at the same time it was also accompanied by a hint of indescribable uneasiness.

When talking about the upcoming Lantern Festival, we have to talk about Yuncheng’s unique traditional customs.

The lantern festival held a few days later was not a simple gathering in the ordinary sense.

Yuncheng is located in a remote area. Although the people here are generous and tough by nature, the vigilance between men and women is not as strict and restrained as that in the capital.

This lantern festival happened to be held on the day of Yunxi Festival.

You should know that the Yunxi Festival is a special festival that provides young men and women with an opportunity to get to know each other, or for young men and women who like each other to meet and date.

Su Xiangran chose to invite Ling Moqing to visit the lantern festival during this festive occasion. The deep meaning behind this is self-evident and her intention couldn't be more obvious.

In the next few days, Ling Moqing really followed Su Xiangran's advice and stopped slaughtering pigs and sheep.

Moreover, Ling Moqing did something that made Ling Jiu look sideways.

After returning to Juxianfang that day, he looked through all his clothes but still couldn't find anything that satisfied him.

"Ling Jiu, call Hua Qianshu's people here, I want to make new clothes for them." Ling Moqing said to him anxiously.

Ling Jiu looked at the clothes that his young master had spread out on the bed, and was very puzzled: "Young master, don't you always like black clothes? And you have been wearing these styles for several years."

"I've been wearing this for several years, so I need to change it." Ling Moqing picked up a piece of clothing and said, "I'm going to attend the Lantern Festival. The Lantern Festival is at night. If I wear this, what if Miss Su can't find me?"

"Young Master, this is ordinary clothing, not night clothes." Ling Jiu was troubled. "Besides, this clothing has embroidery patterns on it, so it's not that hard to recognize."

Ling Moqing disagreed with his statement and insisted on making new clothes: "These are the styles for traveling around the world. I want to make a few clothes that I used to wear when meeting guests at home in the capital."

Then he added, "I can pay them more money to hurry up and make them do the work. But no matter what, they have to bring one to me on the day of Yunxi Festival."

Of course Ling Jiu also understood the significance of this festival, so he could only follow the request of his young master and go to Hua Qianshu to invite people over.

Fortunately, a young man canceled his order, so Ling Moqing could take over. This ensured that he would have suitable new clothes to wear on the day of the Lantern Festival.

He was looking forward to the Lantern Festival and hoped to have further development with Su Xiangran.

Finally, the day of the Lantern Festival arrived.

As night falls and the lights come on, the entire Yuncheng is illuminated by bright lights.

Ling Moqing changed his usual dressing style, wearing a flowing green shirt, holding a folding fan, and arrived at the agreed place early.

He looked around from time to time, looking for Su Xiangran.

Soon, a beautiful figure came into view in the distance. It was Su Xiangran, whom he missed day and night.

With a smile on her face, she walked towards Ling Moqing step by step.

"Mr. Ling, you really impressed me today!" Before Su Xiangran could say anything, Fei Tao, who came with her young lady, spoke in surprise.

In fact, it’s no wonder that she was surprised. Ling Moqing usually liked to wear black clothes, and most of them were neat and clean shorts.

Now he is wearing a blue shirt, the robe of a young master from a noble family, and even the weapon in his hand has been changed into an elegant folding fan, which is really surprising.

Compared to Ling Moqing's cautiousness, Su Xiangran seemed a little casual today.

Since she was going out at night, she didn't wear overly bright clothes, and even her jewelry was slightly less than usual.

"Miss Su's outfit today is quite elegant." The few times they met, Su Xiangran always had her hair full of pearls and jade, looking extremely gorgeous. It's not that she was ugly, but after getting used to her previous appearance, looking at her now, one instead has a feeling of "a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally without any embellishment."

In fact, this is the truth. For people who like you, they can say that you are elegant and different even if you wear a sack; for people who don't like you, even if you dress up, you are just asking for trouble.