The place where Li Jing lives is a poetry and painting boat, and it is a little secluded, and when it comes to late autumn, it freezes so much that people want to make a stove. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, it was colder when there was no one popular, but now because Wei Mingxu is coming over tonight, it is not yet the season to make a stove, and Li Jing's house already has everything.

The small kitchen sent dishes according to Li Jing's preferences, because Wei Mingxu had not yet had dinner, so he had to prepare Wei Mingxu and Li Jing's meals.

Li Jing was surprised and delighted when she first heard the news, but she was a little hesitant in her heart, afraid that Wei Mingxu would not come over at all.

It wasn't until later that Wei Mingxu had already gone this way when he heard the rumor from a maid. Li Jing's face showed joy, and she asked the people in the house to quickly clean up and arrange the dishes.

When Wei Mingxu really appeared in the small courtyard of the poetry and painting boat, Li Jing stepped forward and gave Wei Mingxu a salute, even with a smile between her eyebrows.

It has been nearly a year since she entered the mansion, and this is the first time Wei Mingxu has entered her door, and it is also the first time that Li Jing has been able to look at Wei Mingxu like this and be alone with Wei Mingxu.

Li Jing was a little uneasy, and she couldn't wait to step forward in person to give Wei Mingxu cloth vegetables, and stood aside to serve.

Wei Mingxu couldn't say what it was like in his heart, but he felt that he had mixed tastes.

Originally, it was just a concubine's room to have a meal, and it should be an ordinary thing.

But Wei Mingxu was uncomfortable.

He hadn't been close to a woman for many years, and he hadn't eaten in the concubine's room again, and only occasionally sat in Meng Zegui's room in the past. Later, after marrying Lin Zhixuan, he was close several times, and he was already used to it, and he was only the same as others, but now, he realized the difference.

Wei Mingxu looked at Li Jing, who was standing aside to give him vegetables, his brows couldn't help frowning, and said, "You can sit down." ”

He always felt that he was sitting here alone to eat, and it was very uncomfortable for everyone else to stand.

Li Jing saw that Wei Mingxu was so considerate, and her heart was also warm, so she resigned and said, "The concubine doesn't dare." ”

Wei Mingxu's heart was inexplicably panicked, pursed his lips and stopped talking, looking at the dishes on the table was also very unappetizing, as if it was because of the noon wine and stamina, Wei Mingxu felt a headache, so he put down his chopsticks and said he wouldn't eat.

Li Jing was a little surprised, Wei Mingxu had only eaten a little, it was really too little, and hurriedly said: "Lord Wang, is the food unappetizing? ”

Wei Mingxu said indifferently: "No." ”

Looking at the shabby and simple poetry and painting boat, his brows frowned slightly, and said: "The princess said that she would give you a promotion position at the end of the year, and it is not suitable to live here, so you can go to Chenghuai and pick up the show." ”

Li Jing was overjoyed in her heart, Chenghuai Zhuxiu is the main house of the Huxin Pavilion, where Concubine Cai lived in the past, spacious and bright, which is countless times better than the poetry and painting boat.

Li Jing hurriedly stepped forward to kowtow to Wei Mingxu to thank her.

Wei Mingxu only wrinkled his brows and hummed, without any other words, he ordered someone to take the fold, and he wanted to see the fold.

Li Jing accompanied her, the lamp and candle of the poetry and painting boat were very dim, and the lampshade was not the gauze silk of Xijin Zhai, which was as bright as glass, but the clear paper, and it was very dim and hurtful to look at the fold.

Li Jing was helping to grind and serve the tea on the side, but somehow, Wei Mingxu thought of Lin Zhixuan inexplicably.

In the past, when she looked at the folds by herself, she would either do embroidery on the kang, or lie on the bed reading her scriptures, or hold the ninth sister and coax her to play. I was tired by chance, and when I raised my head, I saw either her demure appearance like water, or a vivid and interesting picture.

And now, she is still sick, lying in bed tossing and turning uncomfortable, and today is the 100-day banquet of the ninth sister, such a petite and pitiful little person, his Ah Zhi used half his life to give birth to him.

Wei Mingxu missed Lin Zhixuan very much, but he was angry, I don't know what happened to her, she would make such an arrangement today. Suddenly figured out something, did the news of Li Jing and their body inspection reach her ears?

Wei Mingxu remembered that she was so sick last night, and she didn't know how to think about it today, so she drove him out.

Wei Mingxu's brows furrowed more and more tightly, closed the fold in his hand, and looked at the poetry and painting boat in front of him a little stunned.

Wei Mingxu only felt uncomfortable in this room, everything in front of him was unfamiliar, he was used to living in Xijinzhai, as if in this palace, there was his home. Outside, even the temperature of the tea served by Li Jing was not what she liked and was used to.

Wei Mingxu suddenly didn't understand what he was doing here, just because he was angry with Lin Zhixuan?

Alas, what kind of anger did I bet with her at this time, she was sick, it was inevitable that she would be overly worried, her body would be uncomfortable, and her mood would become more and more boring, so she was so petty with him.

Besides, he just had a flash of thought when he got up early, and now is really not the right time to have a child, and he doesn't know it. Although I secretly miss it in my heart, it is just a thought.

If he really had a child with his concubine, where would he put Lin Zhixuan.

Wei Mingxu originally wanted to endure the excerpt to read it, but he opened the excerpt, and felt that he had to embarrass himself, so he closed the fold again, got up, and ordered someone to send the excerpt back to Xijinzhai.

He also raised his feet and walked away without looking back.

Li Jing was a little at a loss, stepped forward and chased after two steps, and Chu Chu called pitifully: "Lord Wang." ”

Wei Mingxu's footsteps did not stop, and he walked out of the poetry and painting boat.

Striding towards Xijinzhai in the back garden, the autumn air outside was cool, and Wei Mingxu felt a lot more relaxed.

From the winding path to the arrow path, Wei Mingxu suddenly remembered the first time he led Lin Zhixuan from Anshan Hall back to Baoyue Building, at that time the two were strange and estranged, one had a thought, but they wanted to get closer, and they could feel pity for each other all the time, and they always felt some strange throbbing in their hearts.

And now that Xu is too deeply aware, that strange and mysterious throbbing has become a habit, but it is not easy to detect it anymore. But this kind of warm storage of a long stream of water may be more precious and long-term.

Wei Mingxu returned to Xijinzhai in three or two steps, and the lights were still on in the house, as if she came back from going out to socialize every night, even if she slept, she still left the lamp for herself, dim and warm.

Wei Mingxu took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was so strange to him, but unlike the poetry and painting boat, it was this situation and this scene, which gave him not discomfort, but peace of mind.

He lived to this age, and he never imagined that he would like someone like this way. would be so good to a person, he would think about her all the time, and he couldn't bear to make her sad.

It's ridiculous, but it's right in front of you.