The sheets of rain rushed the three of them into the village entrance, and the copper bell on the old locust tree jangled in the wind. Ye Fan wiped the rainwater from his face, his gaze sweeping over the row of fences woven from green bamboo—Su Qingxue had deliberately made them this morning, saying they were meant to keep out wildcats.
At this moment, a half-cut crimson tassel hung from a bamboo branch, the very pendant from the coral ornament at her waist. His heart settled just a bit, and he turned to say to Lin Zhaoyue, "Go to the west wing room; Chǔ Hóngzhuāng should be mixing medicine there. Zhaoyue, please also inform Qín Wǎnshuāng; she might be observing the terrain at the threshing floor."
Although Lin Zhaoyue's sword tassel was still dripping with water, she did not leave immediately. Instead, she reached out and gently smoothed back Ye Fan's wet bangs from his forehead. "You go to the main house first; Senior Moyunzi needs to change into dry clothes." Her fingertips brushed lightly against his earlobe and gave a playful pinch. "Stop frowning. Everyone is right here."
Chapter 383