Lady Miao's long eyelashes trembled, and this time she finally stopped avoiding Feng Yan's eyes.
does it worth? She asked in her heart, but she didn't say it after all. If Feng Yan asked her this question, she thought, the answer for both of them is the same. The two were relatively speechless, and Lady Miao finally asked, "Isn't Xie girl just wanting to invite you up for tea?"
Feng Yan and Xinyue's girl were staying alone in the same room, their hearts swaying, their expressions could not help but become solemn when they heard Miao's words.
Lady Miao was no longer familiar with Feng Yan, but when she saw him like this, she hurriedly asked.
Feng Yan remembered what Xie Yunqing had said to him.
"Mr., as the only remaining blood of King Chang, don't you want to avenge your loved ones? Would you like to be a teacher for the rest of your life and work for your enemies?"
Frankly speaking, when Feng Yan heard Xie Yunqing's words, his heart trembled.
Naturally, he was not reconciled. He knew his life experience since he was a child, and he knew that he was a "rebel and thief". However, he couldn't do anything.
Rebellion? His current identity is just a commoner, who would believe that he is of royal blood? Where do you recruit troops
Assassin the emperor? The emperor is the most sensitive and vigilant, and there are many people who guard him overtly and secretly. Where did Feng Yan's chance come close to the emperor's body? I am afraid that he will die on the spot before he reaches the emperor.
It was because he was unwilling to do anything for his enemy that Feng Yan stayed at Donglin Academy to teach. However, the winged bird does not know the ambition of the swan, and knows that the blood of the royal family is flowing in his body, how can he be willing to be mediocre
People are really a contradictory community, and Feng Yan laughs bitterly.
Seeing his look, Lady Miao moved her thoughts and asked, "That girl is strange, she won't be able to see any clues?"
She just asked casually, but Feng Yan nodded unexpectedly.
"Even though she is smart, she is just a little girl. Where can she know so much inside information?" Miss Miao did not expect her to ask her casually, but she got Feng Yan's affirmation. Ms. Miao went on to say: "Look, the little prince said She looks very caring, and maybe you can marry the palace as the princess in the future. You also do things for the little prince, so she knew it earlier."
Feng Yan looked at Miao Niangzi suspiciously, as if thinking about the meaning of Miao Niangzi's words.
Lady Miao realized that she wanted something wrong, but could Feng Yan have any other secrets
Lan Xi dumbly followed Xie Yunqing downstairs, then looked back at the wing room.
"Are you still worried about Mr. Feng being unruly towards Sister Miao?"
"Of course not." Lan Xi blurted out, then his face turned reddish.
Thinking of Miao Niangzi and Mr. Feng, the two hearts are clearly happy. After so many years, now they have finally made progress, Lanxi feels very pleased.
She waited close to Mrs. Miao, how she seemed to care about Mr. Feng, always tossing and turning every night.
Lanxi glanced at Xie Yunqing in gratitude. Anyway, if there was no such girl in front of her, Lady Miao would still be unhappy at this time.
It would be a shame if Miss Miao and Mr. Feng are so well-matched two people if they missed it.
Xie Yunqing entered Baihuazhuang and picked some powder, and then returned to Xie's house with his entourage. Xie Yunqing was called by Xie Yong as soon as he got home.
She took Qingluo alone, and as soon as she stepped into her father's study, she looked at her father's back sitting depressed in front of the window.
Xie Yong has been practicing martial arts for many years and is not afraid of the cold and heat. The cold inside the house is no different from the outside. Seeing his daughter come in, Xie Yong quickly ordered the young man to bring a charcoal basin.
"What's the matter with the father calling his daughter over?" She thought to herself, how could she look at her father full of displeasure? Could it be that you ate it with your mother
Xie Yong had just received a letter from Master Tai Shan, and Master Tai Shan severely scolded him in the letter, and planned to make an appointment to scold him face-to-face.
Xie Yong, who thought he was extremely filial to Master Taishan, was immediately aggrieved, and really couldn't understand when he had offended Taishan.
Xie Yong, who had been troubled for half an hour, thought of his ice-snow and smart daughter, and immediately ordered the young man to guard at the second door, and when the girl came back, he immediately invited the girl over.
Xie Yong drooped his head and handed Gu Pingzhang's letter to Xie Yunqing to read.
Xie Yunqing saw from the beginning to the end and laughed blankly. Her grandfather was obviously trying to make things difficult for his father.
It was written in the letter that it was actually accusing his father that he had not visited him for a long time. Xie Yunqing clearly remembered that his father had just obtained a calligraphy and painting from the people the day before, and he gave it to his grandfather like a treasure.
Grandfather can't find an excuse to play this, right
"Don't patronize and laugh, give me a fulcrum, right?" Xie Yong scratched his hair.
"Isn't it easy? Grandpa is most afraid of mothers. You only need to bring your mother with you. Isn't your grandfather scolding you in front of your mother?"
"But, will I lose face in front of your mother?"
Xie Yunqing resisted the urge to roll his eyes, thinking, father, do you still have face in front of your mother? He said: "My mother hasn't seen my grandfather for a long time. You do this because of your care and consideration for your mother. If your mother knows your good intentions, she will only be moved in her heart. How can she lose face?"
It was still his daughter's words to press the post. Xie Yong immediately became more relaxed and happy. With a big wave of his hand, he gave Xie Yunqing a pair of mutton fat jade bottles and a thick stack of banknotes.
"Father, how can there be any reason for giving away such vulgar things as banknotes to his daughter?" Xie Yunqing said helplessly.
It's not that she doesn't like silver, but throughout the ages, there has been no saying that the rewards of fathers to daughters are money.
Xie Yong was upset again. He loved his only daughter like eyeballs, but he really didn't know what his little daughter liked, and he didn't know what gift to give to his daughter.
He is a big man who can't give away rouge gouache, hairpin ring jewelry, the Four Treasures of the Study, Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, and his daughter has no shortage.
Xie Yunqing was silent for a while, thinking of the heavy gold that his father once gave to his mother. For his father's taste, forgive him.
Back to Wei Ranju, Xiao Xuanzi teased for a while, Xie Yunqing instructed Forsythia to rub the ink.
"Girl, the maidservant will come and take care of you?" Kikyo walked over.
Xie Yunqing just laid out the stationery, ignored the bellflower, and he walked over and took the ink.
"Didn't you hear me talking?" Xie Yunqingyang said in a high voice, obviously speaking to Forsythia.
Kikyo bit his lip, and gave Forsythia a bit unwillingly.
Xie Yunqing had never paid much attention to the fights between the maids, but if it was for favor or status and ignored her orders and made any ugly deeds, Xie Yunqing would never tolerate it.
Qingluo looked at Kikyo. Kikyo has been serving Weiran for a few years, so why couldn't she figure out the girl's temper when she was born? The girl has a gentle temperament and seems to be easy to talk, but in fact she has her own ideas and persistence.
These days, Kikyo has become impetuous and has done several times to squeeze out Forsythia.
All the girls were watching. Not only did the bellflower not converge, but it got worse. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will make the girl more unhappy.
Qingluo summoned Kikyo out and talked about the truth for a long time, but Kikyo said she remembered it, but she didn't agree with it in her heart. She didn't believe that if Qingluo hadn't calculated, how could Aster be disgusted by the girl, and how could Qingluo become Wei Ran's only big maid
Seeing Kikyo's nonchalant appearance, Qingluo knew that it was all there, so she didn't say more.
Among the two maids of Forsythia and Campanulaceae, she is a smart girl who likes Campanulaceae, but now it seems that Bellflower is really unclear.
When Cheongna turned and entered the room again, there were only girls and forsythia in the room. Forsythia rubbed the ink quietly on one side, and the girl was holding a pen to write. The fragrance of ink slowly overflowed from the room, and the room was quiet. Qingluo really doesn't want to break this quiet and beautiful. She only hopes that the bellflower will live more peacefully, and not to spoil Wei Ranju's peaceful days.
There was heavy snow outside, Xie Yunqing stopped writing, and when the handwriting was dry, he folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope.
She walked to the window, set it up, and looked at the heavy snow outside. The capital was already so cold, and she didn't know how bad the environment in Donghai County should be.
Xie Yunqing stretched out his hand and took a piece of white and glittering snowflakes, Xie Yunqing stared at the glitter in his hand.
It should have snowed in Donghai County at this time. They couldn't meet, and she didn't know if Xiao Xuan could feel it. She missed him very much in her heart.
Habit is really a terrible thing, Xie Yunqing thought. In the past, Xiao Xuanzhen was harassing her daily in her ears, and she was so annoying. Now that the person was fighting against the Japanese in Donghai County, thousands of miles away, she began to miss his noise again.
Xiao Xuan, if you could return earlier...
When Xie Yunqing thought of this, her face couldn't help but stained with blush. Xie Yunqing raised her hand to cover her cheeks. There must be a charcoal bowl burning in the room. Her cheeks would only become hot when the temperature was too high. Xie Yunqing thought surely.
When Xiao Xuan received Xie Yunqing's letter, it was already three days later.
Obviously, it was less than half a month apart, but Xiao Xuan felt as if it had been half a lifetime apart.
Luo Yin stood at the door, looking at the door with worry.
The master has been smirking in the room, what exactly did Miss Xie write to the master to stimulate the master like this
Xiao Xuan read Xie Yunqing's letter over and over again, and in the end, closing his eyes, Xie Yunqing's handwriting was already imprinted in his mind. Xiao Xuan was holding a thin piece of letter paper, which carried the concern and expectation of his delighted girl for him. How could this affection be spelled out clearly in a few hundred words? Xiao Xuan stroked every word with his fingertips. Finally, he folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope, put his purse into his pocket, and put it in his arms.
Just as Luo Yin was leaning on the door panel and worried about Xiao Xuan's mind, the door was suddenly opened. Luo Yin was caught off guard and fell to the ground all of a sudden. He rubbed his waist and grinned, painful.