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At this moment, sparks of expectation shined in the eyes of Shangguan Linglan.

“It will be wonderful if we can encounter the one we love at that day.” Shangguan Linglan and Ning Xiangyuan blushed with excitement.

“Emm…, is it called The Cowherd and the Girl Weaver, the Magpie Bridge Meeting or The Double Seventh Festival?” Jing Yue touched her forehead speechlessly as she was unfamiliar with these different addresses for Valentine’s Day in ancient time, but she knew the meanings were the same. In ancient times, girls seemed to weigh this festival very much.

“Speaking of the Begging Festival, we’d better hurry back home for pouch embroidering.” Shangguan Linglan said to Jing Yue with a serious look. “When it is time, we can go to the Begging Peak to make a knot with red rope and pray for our good marriage.”

“Uh-huh. I will embroider two red plums branches growing together.” Ning Xiangyuan blushed slightly with her eyes full of expectation.

“Then I will embroider a pair of lotuses,” said Shangguan Linglan as she squinted with a smile. Finally, they two focused their eyes on Jing Yue. Blinking her eyes, Jing Yue noticed their questioning gaze and said with a wave of her hand, “I can’t embroider anything. Don’t expect me to do that.”

“That’s unacceptable!” Shangguan Linglan jumped on hearing this, and continued in a serious tone, “Ninth Imperial Uncle is your fiancé. As his fiancée, how can you not make him a pouch at The Begging Festival?”

“Why should I? I won’t.” Jing Yue bristled with anger.

“You should.” Shangguan Linglan stared at Jing Yue firmly.

“No!”

“Yes!”

…

Ning Xiangyuan drooped her head quietly as they quarreled, “Emm…, do not argue any more. How about I embroider a pouch for Yueyue so she can give it to him?” As those words were spoken, Ning Xiangyuan’ cheeks blushed.

“Well. Yuanyuan is the kindest of all. It is a good idea!” Jing Yue’s eyes brightened as she nodded repeatedly with much satisfaction.

“This will not do!” Shangguan Linglan shook her head after a moment of daze, “No way.”

“Why not?” Jing Yue stared at Shangguan Linglan.

“As the fiancée of Ninth Imperial Uncle, how can you give him a sachet made by others? Giving sachet on this day means how much importance you attach to the other. If you cannot make one by yourself, it’s better for you to simply buy one.” Shangguan Linglan pursed lips while looking at Ning Xiangyuan, “It is forgivable for Yueyue who doesn’t know the tradition. But Yuanyuan, you know it. How can you propose such an idea?”

“I…I just wanted to help Yueyue.” Ning Xiangyuan’s face turned pale. Holding her hands tightly, she raised up her head and looked at Jing Yue and Shangguan Linglan in apology, “Sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

“Alas, it’s alright. We didn’t blame you.” Jing Yue comforted her immediately. She then stared at Shangguan Linglan saying, “Yuanyuan, you should know Linglan is outspoken, so never mind.”

“I did not mean it like that.” Shangguan Linglan seemed to have realized she was too harsh by saying that, hence she said to Ning Xiangyuan with an apologetical smile, “We can teach Yueyue how to embroider. That’ll solve the problem.”

Xiangyuan signed with relief before she nodded in approval.

“Alas, why didn’t you ask my opinion?” Jing Yue stared at them in a huff. She didn’t say anything about learning to embroider!!

Jingyue failed combating with them as her words were directly neglected by Shangguan Linglan and Ning Xiangyuan delightfully. They ate a lot before they rested on the soft bed idly. When Shangguan Linglan and Ning Xiangyuan were talking, Jing Yue narrowed her eyes and looked at the lake below.

“What’s happening there?” Her boredom was interrupted when she saw yamen runners carrying many things out from a house in the distance.