Chapter 12 Entering the Small Building at Night
The little Hou Ye did not return overnight, and the Hou Mansion also turned the sky upside down.
Bai Geyue stood in the hall angrily, the mighty Marquis was as worried as a child who had done something wrong, you know, although he was not a biological child, but the family affection of the past ten years was not ordinary.
"It rained heavily last night, and if it rained and got sick, what would be good? Complaining, Bai Geyue glanced at her husband and made up her mind to ignore him.
"I'll look for it again. Shaking his head, Meng Changlong let out a long sigh and walked away.
Nangong Rehe was chattering, but he didn't say it in the end, all the inns were rummaged through and found nothing, then, the most likely thing for the little marquis at the moment must be that place.
The footsteps quietly moved out, but when he turned around, he collided with a body.
"What's so funny, so in a hurry. A laugh rang in his ears, and the little marquis leaned over narrowly.
"My lord, you have finally come back, if you don't come back, this Hou Mansion is up and down, I'm afraid that it won't be peaceful. ”
The little Hou Ye was startled, as if he thought of his situation at the moment, as soon as he turned around, he actually wanted to slip away, how could Nangong let him go, he suddenly grabbed it, and shouted: "Madam, Hou Ye, Xiao Hou Ye is back." ”
"Let go and let go. "The little marquis is a little bit of a body, drifting away, where is Nangong Rehe willing to put it, a leaning body, chasing straight up, only to see the huge mighty Hou Mansion two figures one after another, one is on the run, the other is chasing, it is difficult to distinguish, for a time everyone looked up, and there were many discussions.
"The little marquis is very skilled. Nangong Mo touched his beard and sighed with a smile.
"He'er has never been different, the two have practiced martial arts together since childhood, and their talents are similar, although they are willful and reckless on weekdays, they are still diligent and will not be wasted. The mighty marquis smiled and bowed, his face could not hide the look of approval, but he had already forgotten the hatred that had worried him all night.
"Yan'er, if you don't come down again, the mother will go up and beat you in person. With a coquettish shout, Bai Geyue stood in the courtyard with a cold face.
That's it, the little marquis paused helplessly, and his body fell straight down.
"Come in with me. As soon as she turned around, Bai Geyue walked towards the room.
The little marquis looked back at his father, although his father basically sang blackface on weekdays, but once his mother was angry, even his father blamed him. The son's begging eyes, but the mighty marquis pretended not to see it, looked up at the sky, looked at the past again, and even Nangong Mo pretended to look aside, no one dared to help.
The little marquis glared at Nangong Rehe fiercely with murderous eyes, and finally reluctantly followed his mother into the room.
There were many things neatly placed on the round table in the room, Bai Geyue sat on the stool with a cold face, the little marquis walked in front of his mother and squatted, stretched out his hand to pull up his mother's clothes and shook it, and said, "Mother, Yan'er knows that she is wrong, and she will not dare to act so willfully in the future." The eighteenth young man who was unruly outside, but at the moment he was as coquettish as a child, and that whispering made Bai Geyue's heart warm, and he endured it again and again, and finally grabbed his son's hand and pulled him to the stool to sit down.
"Your father said, from now on, I will no longer object to you stepping into the barracks, so from now on, you must no longer be foolish, you are the son of the mighty marquis, the son of my Princess Yunjin, you must not be looked down upon. ”
"Really, my father and mother really no longer oppose Yan'er stepping into the military camp and fighting horses?"
Alas, Bai Geyue sighed in her heart.
Oppose, how can you not object, I would rather you be an ordinary little marquis and live by my side well, but, as Mr. Nangong said, that fate can't be suppressed!
"What are these?" asked curiously, picking up the things on the table.
In his hand, there is a white silk handkerchief, and the corner is embroidered with a Yan character.
"Did my mother give it to Yan'er?"
"These are all the things you brought with you before you were eight years old, all of them are carefully collected by your mother, every item is intact, your mother is afraid that after you lose your memory, you will also lose your identity, if one day, you can know your identity, these, maybe there are things that can be proven. ”
Silk handkerchief, brocade, clothes, and a red scarf, the little marquis's hand paused on the red scarf, and the red scarf, in this pile of things, seemed so abrupt.
"This is the red scarf that was wrapped around your injured arm, perhaps, left by someone who saved you. ”
The hand picked up the red scarf, the soft texture, indicating that the red scarf is worth a lot, unfolded, but saw a peach blossom embroidered at the corner of the scarf, and next to the peach blossom, embroidered with a flawed word!
Somehow, what came to the mind of the little marquis was actually Miss Ji in the Leng Xiang Building.
The peach blossoms, the petals flying in the sky, the people who stand quietly in the fall, pure and flawless.
The faint smile that appeared at the corner of his mouth surprised Bai Geyue's heart, this child, with spring in his eyebrows and eyes, who was it, without knowing it, who had already entered this child's heart?
"Mother, give this red scarf to Yan'er, if I can find the person who saved me back then, I will definitely repay him. ”
"As it should be. ”
The little marquis picked up the red scarf, looked at it, but did not stuff it into his arms, put his backhand on his shoulder, stood up with his long body, and said with a smile: "If one day, I meet the woman I like, I will give this red scarf to her, so that she can remember the person who was kind to me back then, and leave such a peerless good man to her." ”
"Poor mouth. Bai Geyue covered her mouth and smiled: "Go, your father still has something to tell you." ”
"Yan'er retired. Holding his fists lightly, the little marquis bowed respectfully to his mother: "Mrs. Xie Bai spared Xiao'er this time." ”
"Still poor!" raised his hand to beat the naughty child, but the little marquis's body only flickered, and he disappeared into the spring outside the door in an instant.
The drizzle was like silk, and after a short pause, the rain fell again and continued endlessly.
Xian Yi fiddled with his fingers boringly, Childe was bathing, but he had nothing to do, he hadn't played with a sword for a long time, and he couldn't help but itch. The body stood up, tiptoe lightly, and when the body came out of the window, there was a three-foot long sword in his hand.
"Don't push, don't push, you're going to fall. Under the slightly dim night, the two figures were crowded together, pushing each other, a cold light swept by, the two shouted badly, their bodies separated instantly, but they saw the long sword with cold light approaching.
"Bold thief, dare to break into my Leng Xiang Building, look at the sword. ”
Nangong Rehe cried bitterly, and his mouth was just blocked by the sour fruit stuffed into the little marquis, and the sword came surgingly, not giving him a chance to speak at all, and the moment he dodged his body, he saw that the little marquis who disregarded morality was already gone, leaving himself alone in the wall.
"Girl, I'm sorry!" The sour fruit in his mouth was bitten open, and suddenly a sour taste rushed into his head, Nangong Rehe couldn't help but stick out his tongue and shake his head, but Xian Yi listened to the current person who did not repent, and dared to provoke, and suddenly the long sword in his hand was no longer merciful, and stabbed away.