The old general left, and Yan Gui finally moved to the right seat, and said excitedly: "How about we play a game?"
"I'm tired." Wei Yang was extremely honest.
"Then you sleep here for a while, it's warm here." Yan Gui said as he stretched out his hand and pulled out a curtain to block the view of the maids outside.
A curtain just happened to cover the soft couch next to the chess table. Wei Yang tilted his head to take a look, lowered his head to take off his shoes and climbed up.
This soft couch was not smaller than the bed in Weiyang's room. It had a brocade quilt and soft pillows, and exuded a familiar faint fragrance. Weiyang soon fell into a deep sleep.
She was indeed tired. She had been sick the night before and had not yet recovered. She had also played a game of chess with the old general. She was now exhausted both physically and mentally.
Yan Gui held the chess piece in his hand and looked at the girl on the couch opposite him. He suddenly felt a sense of belonging in his heart.
He was already an adult, but she was still young. He was not in a hurry at all, he just wanted to be with her all the time, watching her grow up little by little, and grow up for him.
Yan Gui stood up, leaned over and kissed Wei Yang's forehead gently. He stroked her soft hair, and finally couldn't resist the temptation, so he took off his shoes and lay down on the bed. Perhaps because she felt that there was a warm place beside her, Wei Yang turned over, moved around, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep again.
The sun gradually sets, reflecting seven colors of light in the pond outside the greenhouse.
Yan Gui leaned against Wei Yang and took a short nap. When he opened his eyes again, he was full of energy.
He gently pushed away Weiyang's hands and feet, stepped down lightly, put his clothes in order and walked out, and saw Xiaocao standing outside with a strange expression on his face.
"What's the matter?" Yan Gui closed the door and asked softly.
"That Xiaohua and Mother Sun are still kneeling in the girl's room," Xiaocao whispered.
Yan Gui said calmly: "Then just let them kneel down."
"But the girl will be unhappy when she comes back to her room and sees it." Xiaocao said bluntly.
Yan Gui looked at Xiao Cao strangely. What was there to be unhappy about, girl
Xiao Cao bit her lip and whispered, "The sisters in the courtyard said that Miss Xiaohua is the maid that the old general prepared for you, the general. What's the point of sending her to the girl now so that she can be promoted to a concubine in the future. Our girl has no status, how can you, general, put your maid in our girl's room."
I'm so scared. The general looks so scary. Will he hit me? I must ask Sister Konggu later what a maid is.
Yan Gui's face turned from black to blue, then to red, and then even darker. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who taught you to say that?"
"I heard the two sisters talking when I passed by the yard. Xiaocao didn't recognize them."
"Really?" Yan Gui's expression gradually calmed down, looking at the snow scene in the yard: "If they like to kneel, then let them kneel in the yard."
Mother Sun was getting more and more unbridled, even wanting to put her own daughter into his bed. If his bed could fit another woman, why would she have to wait until now
I don't know what it means.
Looking at the general walking away, Xiao Cao opened her mouth in confusion. Is this the end? I haven't finished using what Sister Konggu taught me yet!
Xiaohua and Mother Sun were forced by Xiaocao to kneel in the yard. They knelt until the moon was at its highest point in the sky, but they still didn't see Weiyang and the general, so they had to limp back to their room.
Wei Yang slept until the sunset and was dragged by the old general to continue playing chess in the glazed flower room.
When Yan Gui came back from outside, he saw from afar that the greenhouse was brightly lit. The soft light reflected on the snow, warming his heart.