What is this expression
Jiang Xuening glanced at him suspiciously, inexplicably a little cowardly, and only suspected that he had said something wrong: "Then I will eat one?"
Xie Wei: "…"
Jiang Xuening immediately changed his mouth: "Then don't eat it."
Xie Wei suddenly felt a little funny.
Not to laugh at Jiang Xuening.
Instead, laugh at yourself.
He shook his head inexplicably, looked at the cup of tea in his palm, but remembered Yan Linlai, and said, "He has a stubborn temperament and a bad temper. I haven't seen the eyes yet, and I don't know what kind of devil Yan Lin has."
How to mention Yanlin in a good way
And also wondered why Yan Lin took a fancy to her
Jiang Xuening twitched the corners of his mouth and whispered, "So Yan Lin is loved, and you don't have a wife."
But as soon as she said the words, she saw Xie Wei's eyes lifted, and she immediately said, "You are right, I am inexperienced, and I am not worthy of Yan Shizi."
"… "
There was a complaint in his heart, and he didn't dare to care about him, which made people laugh, but the corners of Xie Wei's lips just curved up a little, but for some reason they sank.
Yan Lin.
Brave House.
Crown ceremony.
Before you know it, the day is drawing near.
After Jiang Xuening said what she just said, she realized it almost at the same time, and the relaxed and affectionate expression on her face fell silent.
She still remembered the crown ceremony of the previous life.
At that time, she didn't know anything about the situation of the government and the opposition, and she didn't even know that Yongyi Hou's mansion was in danger at that time, and she had already made up her mind to work hard to become a queen, but before it was time to put it into practice, it was still very good. Playful and childish, thinking about finding a special birthday gift for Yan Lin.
As a result, I didn't expect that the hour was missed halfway that day.
She is late.
By the time her car arrived at the Hou Mansion, the entire mansion was already full of blood, the soldiers were cold, and there was a lot of crying and screaming. .
She grabbed the person and asked, "What's the matter, what happened?"
No one answered her.
She brought the birthday present she had prepared and wanted to go in and find someone.
But the soldiers stopped her.
She wants to go in.
However, at this time, a head rolled out from the inside and fell on the steps, spattering the ground with blood, and she was immediately terrified. Then she turned around and saw that those with swords were looking at her coldly.
I don't know who pulled her, but finally pulled her back.
After returning home, she fell ill.
That is to say, in the last life, she was not even able to attend Yan Lin's crown ceremony.
Later, Yan Lin misunderstood that she was seeking profit and avoiding harm, knowing that the Hou Mansion was in distress, so she deliberately did not come.
After all, she told him not long after that she was going to be the queen.
Later, the old boy, who had already experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, and returned to Beijing as a general in glory, stood in her splendid palace, lightly held her shoulders, helped her take off the golden step on her head, and told her Said: "That day, I waited for the goddess for a long time. Standing in the hall, watching every guest who stepped in, full of anticipation, I always thought that maybe the next one would be you. But I waited one after another, and saw one after another. "The King of Linzi came, but you didn't come; Mr. Xie came, but you didn't come; even Xiao Shu came, but you didn't come. But I think, Ning Ning promised me, and he would definitely come. So I waited and waited. , wait, wait, wait until the mansion is surrounded by heavy troops, wait until the imperial decree raids the house, wait until the steps bleed, and did not wait..."
Jiang Xuening had no way of defending herself.
Or, for the old boy who fell into hatred and darkness, all the excuses seemed pale.
She could only close her eyes silently.
In the past life, all kinds of sudden surges were like a tide, Jiang Xuening took a while before slowly looking at the tea cup in his hand.
The calm tea soup was like a small water mirror, reflecting the figure of Xie Wei sitting opposite her.
She asked, "Yan Lin Guanli, I heard that Mr. Xie wants to pick up characters for him."
Xie Wei said lightly, "Yeah."
Men are crowned at their twenties, and only after that can they start a family and start a business.
There are characters in the crown, which are used to explain names and clear ambitions.
Men from a noble family would basically invite a high-ranking scholar from Hongru to pick up a script for themselves when they came to the crown ceremony. Although Xie Wei was not as old as other scholars in Shilin, he was the prince of Wenyuan Pavilion who presided over the feast day. Young master, I have never heard of anyone who can invite him to open a door or write a character for whom.
Yan Lin seems to be the first.
Also the only one so far.
But Jiang Xuening didn't know what the character of Yanlin in the previous life was, did he get it
After the Marquis of Yongyi was killed, all topics related to the Yan family became taboo, and no one dared to mention it.
When Yan Lin returned to court, no one would be close enough to call him.
Maybe there is, but she doesn't know.
Xie Wei looked at her for a moment, and said: "Now all the high schools in Beijing know that the situation of Yongyi Hou's mansion is not good. Although the invitation to Guanli has been posted, there are very few people who respond. You don't seem to have any kindness. Are you going?"
Jiang Xuening looked at him and said, "Yan Lin is my best friend."
So no matter what the situation is, she is going, and in this life, don't be late again, don't miss the time, and don't let the boy down again.
Xie Wei raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and snorted softly.
best friend
He didn't know if he had something to say, but he shook his head anyway, but he didn't say anything after all, and he didn't seem to have any interest in drinking tea, so he just put down the tea cup in his hand and said, "Let's practice the piano."
In fact, Jiang Xuening tea hadn't finished drinking, but he wasn't thirsty at first. After talking about this topic, the anger that he had quarreled with Yao Xi earlier disappeared easily.
Instead, it's heavy.
She put down the tea cup, sat down at her desk to practice the piano, and even played "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon".
I played well yesterday, and it stands to reason that today will be better.
Unexpectedly, there is no smoothness like yesterday, stagnant and stumbling, and only a few words are played wrong.
Xie Wei turned to look at her.
Jiang Xuening stopped and looked at the slender fingers that were pressed against the strings. They were shaking slightly out of her control, and even the strings that were pressed under them also trembled.
She slowly removed her fingers, folded them in front of her, and clenched them hard.
But that trembling feeling was transmitted from the fingertips to the apex of the heart.
She lowered her head and closed her eyes.
For the first time, Xie Wei didn't scold anything, just said lightly: "If you can't be quiet, don't play."
Yan Lin's crown ceremony is imminent...
It's fine if you don't mention it, but once you mention it, how can you meditate
However, Jiang Xuening felt a cold heart in his heart. He was pressed by something heavy, and he couldn't breathe. Even the flying eyebrows when he quarreled with Yao Xi just now disappeared, and he replied in a low voice: "Yes."
There was no sound in Fengchen Hall again.
Xie Wei looked at the official document in front of the book desk, but he didn't seem to be able to read it very well.
Jiang Xuening was in a daze in front of the piano table, and after a while, he wandered the world.
Two minutes later, another eunuch came from outside, reporting something to Xie Wei.
But seeing Jiang Xuening inside, he didn't speak.
Xie Wei got up and said to Jiang Xuening, "Make tea and read a book by yourself, and take a break."
After he finished speaking, he walked out of the temple.
The little eunuch followed him to the porch, lowering his voice and reporting something.
Jiang Xuening could not hear clearly.
She didn't dare to listen to Xie Wei's matter.
Sitting in front of the piano for a long time, I didn't feel it when I was in a trance, but when I came back, I felt that my body was a little stiff.
This Banana Nunnery was a gift from Yan Lin.
The fiery and sincere face of the young man was still floating on the surface of the memory, but the more she looked at this violin, the more oppressed she felt, so she stood up and sat down at the tea table, and boiled water again to make tea.
The plate of peach cake was still in its place.
Jiang Xuening just happened to see it.
When she drank the first cup of tea, she didn't touch it; when she drank the second cup of tea, she felt a little bitter in her stomach; after the third cup of tea, she finally felt that she had to eat something, so she went to the plate of peach cake. Reached out.
Pieces of snow white, dotted with some pieces of peach kernels in the middle.
At first glance, it looks like it was yesterday.
But if you look closely, it seems that each peach kernel is bigger than yesterday's
The chefs in the palace can't do anything else. All kinds of cakes look good and smell delicious, although the feeling after eating them may not be the same as what you think.
But after all, it is in the palace.
Who cares if it's actually delicious
Holding a thin slice of peach cake in his hand, Jiang Xuening stared at it for a long time, snorted, and finally shoved it into his mouth casually.
The glutinous rice is all kneaded together, and it is soft and soft.
Sweet but not greasy, clear but not bitter.
This taste...
I didn't care at first, but when the taste melted on the tip of the tongue, Jiang Xuening's eyelids jumped, and he almost choked to death with fright, and his hand trembled almost overturned the tea cup!
Never mind what this peach cake tastes like!
In short, it will not be made by the chef in the palace!
In her previous life, all the chefs in the palace that she called to make pastries have tried it, but none of them could make the taste she wanted!
It is even more impossible for a chef who has not changed in this palace!
Then this disc...
Jiang Xuening only felt that what he just ate was probably poison, so he raised his hand to press his eyelids and his heart, and wished he could spit out the piece he just ate!
God what the hell did she do!
Again, how could she even eat Xie Wei's food! ! !
Maybe it was this plate of peach cake to test if she still remembered those events four years ago
Xie Wei, this man has a ruthless heart.
It's all to blame that he's been so kind recently, so that he's habitually making progress and losing his vigilance!
calm.
calm.
Just ate a slice.
Xie Wei may not have counted them.
To the unaided eye, this disc looks the same as before.
If you fiddle with it again, you won't be able to see it.
Jiang Xuening hurriedly stretched out his hand and fiddled with the plate of peach sliced cake again, covering the gap that he had just taken away.
Then wait for Xie Wei to come back.
But after waiting for a long time, Xie Wei has not come back.
Jiang Xuening faintly smelled the faint sweet aroma again. The eyes that had been looking down at the tea turned to look at the peach cake, and then turned back; he turned to look at it again, and then turned back.
actually…
Does this disc look a lot
If you eat another slice, you may not be able to see it.
She turned her head and glanced outside the side hall door. After listening to the shrill voices, she became a little more courageous. She reached out her hand secretly, pulled a piece out of the plate, and quickly put it in. mouth.
Look at that plate of peach cake.
Well, very good, there is no flaw, just the left side looks a bit abrupt, inexplicably a little eye-catching.
Jiang Xuening felt that it couldn't be left alone, it would be bad if it attracted Xie Wei's attention.
throw away
That's too wasteful.
So let's eat it. It's not that she stole it, and it's not that she really wants to eat it. It's to make this plate of peach cake look normal!
She swears that after eating this slice, she will really stop eating it, and she will die if she eats it again!
You can steal this kind of thing...
If you have one, you will have two, if you have two, you will have three, and if you have three, you are not far from being addicted, and eating them one by one, you really can't see the difference between this plate of peach cakes and the previous ones...
The sinful little claws stretched out again.
"Really, the last slice, the last slice!"
Jiang Xuening vowed to the tenth slice of peach cake in his hand, and then bit down.
Xie Wei happened to come in from outside the door at this time, and he didn't hear clearly, only said: "What's the last?"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Jiang Xuening shivered with fright, and the peach cake she had just eaten choked before she could swallow it!
She hurriedly poured herself half a cup of tea to avoid the risk of choking to death. She turned around and said, "No, it's nothing, I said that the last tea is brewed, and I asked Mr. Xie why you haven't come back yet."
Xie Wei took a closer look, she did make tea, but...
This plate of peach cake was originally so little
He looked at Jiang Xuening with a half smile.
Jiang Xuening followed his gaze and saw the small plate that originally contained the cloud cake...
When did the platter become so sparse
It's okay, it's okay!
Maybe Xie Wei is lame!
She shyly smiled: "I was a little hungry just now, I ate a little, just ate a little..."
Xie Wei raised his eyebrows: "When I'm lame?"
Jiang Xuening gritted his teeth: "A little more than a little."
Xie Wei then said "Oh": "How did you taste?"
Jiang Xuening thought that he couldn't remember the taste of the past, and opened his eyes and said nonsense: "It's almost like yesterday, the chef in the palace is just bells and whistles. It looks good, but it's not good to eat. It's okay to drink tea and eat."
Xie Wei suddenly felt—
This girl film may be really tired of living.
As soon as he thought about it, he stepped forward, and pretended to serve the plate, saying: "Since it's not delicious, don't feel wronged, just throw it out, and ask the chef in the palace to make another plate for Ning Er girl."
threw? !
Jiang Xuening blurted out: "Don't—"
As soon as the words came out, she wanted to slap herself twice.
Xie Wei stopped and looked at her with interest.
Jiang Xuening finally knew that he was not only a person with reverse scales, but also a person with a dead end.
From luxury to thrift is difficult.
Growing up in the countryside, I can’t satisfy my appetite, so I have tasted good things, and I will never forget them.
Her heart was bleak, and she simply gave it up. The dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, her face was expressionless, she was staring at the other party, her face was not red or her heart was beating, and she said earnestly: "It's not that bad. ."
Then he took the plate of peach cake from Xie Wei.
Xie Wei: "…"
If I had known that a plate of peach cakes would be able to clean up this ancestor obediently, I had spent so much effort before, coaxing and training, worrying that she would not learn well, for what...
Suddenly a little doubt about your ability to see people
He laughed inexplicably.