Yan Qing put on his clothes and got out of bed, walking unsteadily to the washbasin to wash his face.
Ling Hua followed, handing him a towel while asking, "Brother, why did you send me back to Begonia Garden yesterday and then return to Purple Garden yourself? Why didn't you sleep with me in Begonia Garden?"
Yan Qing's movements paused, "Begonia Garden is uncomfortable."
So that was it!
Ling Hua laughed, "Then I will move to Purple Garden."
"No."
The smile vanished from Ling Hua's face, "Why not?"
Yan Qing kept silent.
Ling Hua tugged at his sleeve, "Did I offend you in some way?"
Yan Qing wanted to say no, but if he said no, what reason would he have for them living in separate courtyards? He could only say, "Don't you know how you offended me?"
Ling Hua honestly didn't know; she scratched her head, thinking carefully, "Did I do something yesterday after I drank too much?"
