Brother Mao's chubby hands were stained with red, green, and black paint, which could not be washed with water. Qiuyue brought a pot of wine, and Mrs. Lin rubbed her son's hands. Song Jianing instructed his brother next to him: "Look at how dirty your hands are. Next time you play around, mother won't help you to wash it, making you a little black hand. When you grow up, no girl likes you."
Brother Mao was sitting on the couch in his middle clothes, grinning and smiling at his sister, not only did he not know his fault, but he seemed to be quite proud.
Song Jianing pinched his brother's little nose in anger.
After washing the two waters, Brother Mao's hands were slightly red, and the paint on them had not been washed completely. The little maid took the copper basin to change the water. Mrs. Lin helped her son dry her hands for a while, and was carefully inquiring about her daughter's stay in the Shouwang Mansion. In this situation, a little maid outside ran over and said in surprise: "Madam, the prince is back!"
Lin Shi's heart skipped a beat, and a burly and strong figure immediately appeared in his mind. The son-in-law is back, that Guo Boyan...
Song Jianing's heartbeat was also chaotic for a moment. It is undeniable that even if she became a brother and sister, she always had a little bit of physical defense against Guo Xiao, worried that Guo Xiao would like her again, even though Guo Xiao should never be tempted by her from etiquette. In the year that Guo Xiao left Beijing, Song Jianing lived extremely at ease, and slept better at night than when Guo Xiao was in Beijing.
Now that Guo Xiao is back, Song Jianing doesn't feel any joy, but this is Guo's family, and Guo Xiao's father and son's Duke Wei's mansion. Song Jianing just doesn't like it, but he doesn't have any resistance or dissatisfaction.
"An An will go talk to your elder brother first, and mother will change Brother Mao's clothes." Lin shi said in a flustered voice, she sent her daughter first, and then she asked the maid Guo Boyan whether she was back. If she did, she would have to change too.
Song Jianing nodded, patted his brother's head, and led Shuang'er to the front yard of Linyun Hall.
In this hall, Guo Xiao was sitting on the chair on the left, asking his sister and aunt to come today. We met at the door just now, and Aunt Tan wanted to come back to accompany him more. Guo Xiao just wanted to reunite with his relatives in the Guogong’s mansion, and found a reason for Aunt Tan to go back first, and he would come to the door with Li to visit him another day.
"It's nothing, just come and see me." Tingfang said with a blushing face, embarrassed to tell her brother that her aunt was here to find out how her dowry was being prepared.
Guo Xiao glanced at his sister and vaguely guessed it. He heard two light footsteps outside. He rolled his throat, raised the tea bowl, and lowered his head slightly to drink. His thick eyelashes were raised secretly, and he stared at the door imperceptibly. When the light dimmed, a girl in a white dress stepped in alone. Under the skirt were a pair of light pink satin embroidered shoes, which were exquisite and small. Guo Xiao's gaze slowly moved upwards, seeing the lotus red shirt she was wearing, and then...
"Cough..."
The man who was indifferently drinking tea suddenly choked on the water, immediately put down the tea bowl, punched his lips, closed his eyes and tried to calm down. In order to stop coughing, the 19-year-old Shizi Ye Jun's face turned red, and Song Jianing was embarrassed to say hello at this time to affect him, so he walked to sister Tingfang and waited for a while, silently observing man.
This year, she has grown up, and her appearance and figure are more and more like the concubine who first met the eldest son in Liangshao County. Guo Xiao has also changed. After a year of battle, his pale jade-like face tanned. Layer, thin, appear angular and dignified. Such Guo Xiao, as if the sword has been opened, is aggressive, like the next door Shou Wang Ye, who has grown into a big man, but the Shou Wang indifferently becomes more and more immortal, and Guo Xiao's sharpness makes people dare not dare Violate.
Just as Song Jianing was about to withdraw his gaze, Guo Xiao finally suppressed the urge to cough, his face returned to fairness, he put down his fist, raised his eyes to look at her, his black eyes were deep. Song Jianing forcibly endured the panic embedded in his bones, smiled generously at him, and said politely, "Big brother is back, it's been hard on the road, isn't it?"
She stood in the back light, but her cheeks were white, just like the early spring peach blossoms he saw on the road. She was bright and pretty, and her moist almond eyes sparkled like sparks, making him unable to see what she was thinking for a while. Even though he could see it clearly, Guo Xiao didn't have time to think about it. He was already shocked by the beauty of his stepsister and couldn't take it back.
After being away from home for a year, fighting during the day and quiet at night, Guo Xiao will miss his grandmother, his sister, and occasionally his younger brother, but of these relatives, only his stepsister has entered his dream. In her dream, she was not afraid of him at all. She would smile at him like she would treat her two cousins, and call his brother sweetly. He smiled so beautifully that his heart was about to melt and he was reluctant to wake up.
Mengwai step-sister was afraid that he would be far away from him. The more he did, the more he wanted to be closer to her, but she pretended not to be afraid when she saw her timid eyes. She liked the grievance that she wanted to be angry but did not dare to be angry after his cold words. She smiled at him in the dream, Guo Xiao stopped bullying her, and gave her all the good, seeing her happy eating, he was more satisfied than his own.
Why is it the same sister, only the stepsister will let him have such a dream
Guo Xiao didn't understand, he didn't think about it, he only knew that he was on his way into the city, and the person he wanted to see the most was this stepsister, so when he misunderstood that the girl behind the shadow wall was a stepsister, he came out unexpectedly. Guo Xiao was only disappointed when he was a cousin outside of him, and even a little angered his cousin who had disappointed him.
But Guo Xiao never expected that after only one year of absence, his stepsister suddenly changed from a fat girl to...
Glancing at the little girl's bulging chest, Guo Xiao suddenly didn't know how to face this little sister.
He hummed in a low voice, his expression even colder than before.
If the twins met her after a long absence, Song Jianing would probably be angry, but the more Guo Xiao gave her a cold face, the happier Song Jianing was. He sat next to Tingfang and briefly explained why his mother wanted to come back later. Guo Xiao nodded and continued to ask Tingfang what was going on at home.
While we were chatting, Mrs. Lin came over with Brother Mao, because she knew that Guo Boyan hadn't come back together, Mrs. Lin was still wearing the previous dress. Guo Xiao stood up long ago when he heard the footsteps, and respectfully saluted Lin: "How is your mother? My father is leading the army slowly, and it may take another half a month."
Lin Shi smiled, but did not show his disappointment, and said to his son's little dirty hands, "This is brother, Brother Mao is called brother."
When Guo Xiao and his son left Beijing, Brother Mao was only five months old. After a year, the boy had already forgotten about his father and brother. Staring at Guo Xiao for a while, seeing that this man didn't smile at him and didn't reach out to hug him, Brother Mao was a little scared, turned his big eyes around, stretched out his hand to Song Jianing who was sitting next to him, and said crisply: "Hold !"
Lin pressed his son's hand and insisted that he call Brother Guo Xiao.
Brother Mao shouted reluctantly and continued to look for his sister.
Song Jianing reluctantly took his brother over. Brother Mao didn't give Guo Xiao a hug, but still stared at Guo Xiao curiously with big eyes. He successfully hugged his sister's neck with one hand, and when he put the other hand on her right shoulder, it couldn't reach her. The little fat hand rubbed his shoulders and slipped down, unintentionally putting it on Song Jianing's chest. If Song Jianing's figure was not that good, Brother Mao's hand would definitely continue to fall, but Song Jianing... So, when his little hand hit something, Brother Mao instinctively flexed his fat fingers and covered it.
It was a place that was too embarrassing to be touched. Almost only when his brother's hand came up, Song Jianing took that little fat hand away. The time was too short. Song Jianing felt that no one should see it, so he naturally hugged his brother and walked to the seat. , let her brother sit on her lap. Lin shi walked towards the main seat while inquiring about the situation in the frontier with Guo Xiao, only Guo Xiao, with black eyes staring at the ground, all in his mind was Mao Ge'er's hand, and it was the piece of clothes that Mao Ge'er was covering.
A fire suddenly burst out of his body, burning his mouth dry.
Guo Xiao returned to his seat and drank the half bowl of tea he had just drank, secretly reminding himself that it was his stepsister, how could he be thinking nonsense
Next, Guo Xiao didn't even look at Song Jianing, and chatted with Mrs. Lin for a quarter of an hour. Guo Xiao went back to Yihexuan first, citing physical exhaustion. His two maids had already prepared hot water in the tub, Guo Xiao took off his robe and stepped directly into the bathroom, and the two maids skillfully changed his clothes.
Guo Xiao lost his mother in his early years, and the maids of Yihexuan were all arranged by Mrs. Tai. They behaved according to their duties. They have changed maids several times over the years. It's a match. The maids are honest, Guo Xiao has never had any thoughts, but today...
Guo Xiao's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the maid who was undressing him. He was of medium appearance. He looked down and saw that this thin and shriveled maid was obviously sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was not as good as a thirteen-year-old girl.
"Go out." Guo Xiao was inexplicably irritable, chasing people away in a cold voice.
The two maids looked at each other, bowed their heads and retired.
Guo Xiao pulled his clothes and stepped into the tub. The water was warm, and the more he soaked it, the hotter he got, so he remembered the book that his cousin Guo Shu gave him. The image of a pair of men and women embracing poured into his mind, Guo Xiao's breathing became thicker and heavier, and he closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the barrel. After a while, the calm water suddenly rippled, like waves hitting the shore.
In the second half of the afternoon, Mrs. Tai and Mrs. 3 returned from worshiping the Buddha and learned that the prince had returned to the mansion. Mrs. Tai was overjoyed, and went directly to the Yihexuan. Seeing her grandson, she asked him warmly, and then instructed the kitchen to hold a big feast at night, with the three people together. Catch the wind and wash the dust for Guo Xiao. The Guogong Mansion, which had been quiet for a year, suddenly became lively. Next door to the Shouwang Mansion, Fu Gonggong came out of the study and sent a little eunuch to inquire about what was going on.
The little eunuch found out when he asked the guard of the palace, and came back to report: "The prince of the prince's palace has returned to Beijing."
Eunuch Fu didn't take it seriously, but when he entered the study, he whispered to the master.
Zhao Heng continued to read the book in his hand as if he had not heard it. Eunuch Fu stretched his neck and looked at the pages of the book, and he became more and more unpredictable about the master's mind. What if he learned to make a kite? With the master's temper, he would not send it out when he did it well. It was ruined. Except for him, no one could appreciate the master's good skills.
In the evening, the three rooms of the Duke's Mansion were eating and chatting in a cheerful atmosphere. In the King Shou Mansion, Zhao Heng sat alone at a table, which was accustomed to it.
But this night, Guo Shizi, who enjoys the care of his family, and the lonely and desolate Lord Shou had a similar dream. Thin, with bulging clothes, standing in front of her pretty and lively, hooking someone to hug.