C234 Warm Jade Scented Fragrance

Jiang Ting came out of the Gu Village and rushed there.

Mian Niang looked out of the window into the darkness, and knew that the light in the room next door had already gone out. Song Zhien did not need to stay up late to finish his homework, and Madame Song would not stay up to work on her needlework.

Lamp oil also required money. If he could save a bit, then that would be a bit.

Mian Niang lied on the brick bed. She was clearly very tired, but she couldn't fall asleep. Even with her eyes closed, her mind was still thinking about those messy images.

He warned himself time and time again that he should go to sleep. When the time came, she would get up to make tofu. She hadn't been able to sleep well these two days, and her body was already starting to feel uncomfortable.

After lying down for who knows how long, Mian Niang was still completely awake.

The window was knocked, Mian Niang was startled, she immediately took out the dagger Jiang Ting gave him from under her pillow and climbed out, then asked: "Who?"

"Me."

A deep male voice came from outside the window.

"Mr. Jiang?" Mian Niang asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's me." The other party seemed to have offended him, "I know I did, but I still want to ask you if you want to come out and have a chat?"

Talk, talk about what? In the middle of the night?

Mian Niang felt that this suggestion was unbelievable.

However, after a short moment, she actually put on her clothes and went outside the door.

The night was dark, as if a thin layer of gauze was covering each other's faces, and their expressions could not be seen.

Mian Niang held onto her clothes, looked at the room next door, and asked softly: Mr. Jiang, why have you come?

Jiang Ting noticed the look in her eyes, and said softly: "Don't worry, Your Mother and your brother slept very well."

Mian Niang was surprised, Jiang Ting's eyesight was extremely good, he could see every single change in Mian Niang's expression clearly, and immediately explained: "If I use a little thing, they will sleep very well, but don't worry, it's not the harmful one."

He rarely gave any explanations, and his panic and helplessness were concealed under the moonlight.

His usually emotionless voice sounded calm.

Mian Niang was naturally unable to sense anything, and upon hearing his words, she did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Then you shouldn't have done that."

They were his mother and brother. Doing so would give him the feeling of sneaking around and not daring to meet anyone.

Unselfishly showing their selflessness in private, it was clearly nothing. On the contrary, it made people feel guilty.

Jiang Ting thought that she was blaming him and he was momentarily dumbstruck, not knowing what to say.

In the end, it was Mian Niang who spoke first, "Is that thing really harmless to my mother and brother?"

He hurriedly nodded, and quickly realized that it was very likely that Mian Niang could not see everything clearly from the darkness, and responded with a sound.

Mian Niang thought that it was strange. This Mr. Jiang had a cold personality, why does he look different today?

Jiang Ting thought for a moment, and said straightforwardly: "I came back with Gu Xin as my guard this time, and am currently living in the Gu Mansion."

"Oh." Hearing this explanation, Mian Niang responded faintly.

If he did not say it, she would have forgotten about this man and his ties to the Prince Rong's Mansion.

He also didn't expect that this person would actually become Gu Xin's guard.

As a secret guard, how could Jiang Ting not sense the change in Mian Niang's emotions?

If it was anyone else, he would never care about it.

But facing Mian Niang, he was unwilling to be misunderstood by her and wanted to explain, but she couldn't say too much. After thinking for a long time, he could only say, "It's not what you think."

"As I thought?" Mian Niang laughed at him and asked again: "What am I thinking?"

As soon as he asked, he felt like he was being disrespectful, so he quickly corrected himself, "You don't have to take it to heart. I understand."

"Call me Jiang Ting!"

"Huh?"

"You — don't be so courteous, just call me Jiang Ting."

Mian Niang laughed and refused: "How can I do that, you are my benefactor, how can I call you by your name?"

"The name is meant for people to call."

"That's not something I can call." Mian Niang laughed.

"You can." Jiang Ting spoke in a concise and straightforward manner. He did not say the reason, and only insisted on it.

Mian Niang was helpless, and could only agree with what he said.

"Alright, Jiang Ting." She looked straight into Jiang Ting's eyes and sincerely said: "I naturally understand the things that you have done. You are different from them, but I just don't know what secrets you have or what things you want to do, and you must let them order you around. I have seen your abilities before, but you can live a life of freedom without needing to serve anyone else."

Jiang Ting was locked on by those two clear eyes, and his ears gradually grew hot. He said softly: "There is naturally a reason behind this, and hiding from you, is not a taboo. It's just that I do not want to involve you in any danger."

Mian Niang felt that Jiang Ting's tone and words were a little strange, but she was unable to figure it out for a moment. She scratched her head and laughed: "If that's the case, then I won't ask, but I still have something I need to tell you — — Tell me, Jiang Ting, for my safety, don't take me, Song Mian, as an outsider, because if you encounter any danger or difficulties in the future, don't worry about not implicating me, you must tell me. I don't know what I can do to help you, but I don't know when you're in danger. "Okay?"

Her tone was filled with concern and worry, making people's hearts beat faster.

The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth slightly rose as he softly replied, "Okay."

He did not refuse, but agreed.

This kind of equal treatment made Mian Niang happy in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face. The corner of his mouth curled up, but he couldn't see it.

Jiang Ting looked at her smile and felt his heart warm up.

His expression became gentler, and his voice became softer.

"Now, let's talk about you."

"My business?" Mian Niang was astonished, she did not know how the topic had turned to him.

Jiang Ting nodded his head: "That's right, the reason I came to find you, is also because of these things."

Half an incense worth of time later, Mian Niang sat on the rooftop, looking at the moon in the sky.

She still didn't understand why she was sitting here with a man.

That's right, she had to admit that the courtyard was not the place for them to talk, not to mention the mother and brother inside the house, it was even the adjacent A Yun's house. Although the lights had already been extinguished, there was no guarantee that no one would suddenly come out.

But even so, she had never thought that she would sit here.

At that time, Jiang Ting had only said "Sorry" while holding her arm, and with a leap, he brought her up to the roof.

The two of them sat on the rafters, an arm's length apart.

Jiang Ting was a very noble man; even when he held her arm at that time, he would not have let her feel any form of frivolous offense.

However, even though this was the case, it was still very strange for a man and woman to be sitting here alone.

"Jiang Xian — —" Mian Niang thought of this person's serious manner and changed her words with a trembling voice, "Jiang Ting, let's go down. I think — I want to go back and sleep."

She didn't even dare to move in this broken tile room of her own, afraid that a large part of it would collapse with a single step.

Also, is it really not okay to sit here all the time?

A hand stretched over. Mian Niang thought that Jiang Ting was going to bring him down, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. But before she could even get ready, his hand had been stuffed with a slippery thing. The temperature began to rise.

Borrowing the moonlight, Mian Niang took a look, and only felt that it was a piece of jade, its shape extremely complex.

Mian Niang did not want to say that she wanted to go down, but such a precious thing had already been stuffed inside, so she quickly extended his hand and returned it back.

But Jiang Ting did not answer: "Aren't you cold?"

"This is too precious. I don't care how heavy it is. If it is placed in my hands, what should I do if it is shattered?"

"So what if it's broken? It's not like it's something rare."

"You lied to me again. Back then, you only said that this dagger was ordinary. How could such a common dagger cut through metal like mud?"

Mian Niang accepted the dagger, feeling very apologetic in her heart. It was just that this thing could not only defend herself, it could also intimidate people. She had selfishness in her heart, and did not want to return it for the time being.

Jiang Ting didn't think much of it: "I'm its master, if I say it's normal, it's naturally normal."

Mian Niang laughed involuntarily: "How can you calculate that?"

The value of items depends on the owner's thoughts. It's like I hid a person in my heart, I feel that this person is very important, but others feel that this person is not important. Do you think that person is important to me, or is it not?

Mian Niang was confused by his series of unimportant words. After thinking for a long while, she finally got an answer: "Probably what is important."

"Isn't this it? Then, now, I don't think these two items are important anymore. In my eyes, they look like grass, leaves, and ash. Do you think they are still valuable?"

"It's not the same."

"What's different? Isn't it all mine?"

Mian Niang realized that she had nothing to say and found it hard to say a single word.

Jiang Ting pulled her hand back and told her: "Put your hand in your chest."

The darkness of the night gave Jiang Ting cover, so Mian Niang could not see his distress nor his face turn red from embarrassment.

This time when he returned, he specially brought this item from the Jiang family's old mansion in order to give it to her.

Now, he could finally let out a sigh of relief.

She held her ancestral jade pendant in her hand, and the dagger she had been using to protect herself was also in her hands.

Jiang Ting lowered his head, and guiltily covered up his sight. Even if the moonlight was dim, he was still worried that she would see through his weakness.

Mian Niang naturally couldn't tell, even though her eyes had already adapted to the darkness, it wasn't as normal as Jiang Ting's.

She was holding the jade in her arms, almost pious and devout. Towards Jiang Ting, Mian Niang respected him from the bottom of her heart.

This man had always been making up for his mistakes.

Having done so much, it had long since exceeded the amount he should make up for it.

Gradually, his body felt a sense of warmth. Mian Niang was no longer shivering, but instead, he was hugging his clothes tighter.

Even if he had no more experience, he could tell that it was probably because of this piece of jade.