The first time they met, Lei Shaoxuan called Timuran sister, which had already left a cordial feeling for Timuran, and at this moment it attracted Timulan even more.

"Will you read the books of the Northern Wei Dynasty?" said Timulan softly.

"Sister Timuran, Sister Axiang. Hearing this, Lei Shaoxuan put down the book, saw Timulan and Ah Xiang standing beside him, and hurriedly stood up to say hello.

"I know a little bit of Northern Wei script," Lei Shaoxuan explained, "and I can barely read the book." ”

"You can read the book?"

"I can understand most of it, and the rest is guessed. Lei Shaoxuan didn't dare to say that he understood everything, "I have read too few books in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and I don't learn much." ”

"How do you know the Northern Wei script?" asked Timulan a little strangely.

"My grandfather is a shaman, and there are many books in the house, most of which are books of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Lei Shaoxuan's face was a little ashamed, and he didn't know if it was because he deceived Timur and Ah Xiang, or because he was a Hu man but didn't know Hu Wen.

"Why did your grandmother let you study the books of the Northern Wei Dynasty? If you want to become a warrior of the tribe, you should learn martial arts. "Ah Xiang is a little strange.

Hu men don't like to read, most of them like to practice martial arts and become warriors, no wonder Ah Xiang feels strange and asks.

"Grandma said that a warrior can only conquer one person with a knife, a hero can conquer a tribe with a knife, and a sage can conquer a world with a book!" Lei Shaoxuan said.

"What a wise man," exclaimed Timuran, "where is your grandmother?"

"Grandma?" Lei Shaoxuan muttered, his heart drifted to the moment of separation in the wind and snow outside Beichuan City that year, looking at Timulan and Ah Xiang, bursts of sourness welled up in his heart.

Yes, what about Mom? I haven't seen my mother for many years, my sister's immature face has slowly blurred from my memory, how many times I have seen life and death, how many times has the sun risen and sunset, and now my mother is it?

Lei Shaoxuan couldn't hold back any longer, his eyes were slowly filled with tears, and after a while, tears dripped down, his shoulders shrugged, and he sobbed, slowly, Lei Shaoxuan's cry became louder and louder, and he gradually began to cry.

"Grandma, Grandma is far away, I will never see each other again, I am only one person now. Lei Shaoxuan held back tears.

Looking at this grief-stricken teenager, Timuran's heart was deeply stabbed. The rise and fall of steppe tribes is a common thing, and each time it is accompanied by countless lives and deaths.

Ah Xiang also burst into tears, suffering misfortune for Lei Shaoxuan's aunt and the tribe.

Every time the tribe rises and falls, it is the women and children who suffer the most from misfortune and suffering, and Ah Xiang is also the tribe that was wiped out, and then settled here to be taken in by Timuran, and can't help but feel sympathy for Lei Shaoxuan.

"Don't be sad. From now on, you will be my brother, and you will make this place your home. Timulan said softly.

Timulan and Ah Xiang thoroughly accepted Lei Shaoxuan.

I can't help but say that women see things emotionally, as long as you accept you emotionally, all your shortcomings are gone. Ah Xiang put the feelings of being a sister on Lei Shaoxuan's body, everything she could think of in food and clothing was thought of by Lei Shaoxuan, but she turned a blind eye to Lei Shaoxuan's unknown origin, few words, living customs and other slight abnormalities, and had no doubts.

There are not many Hu people who read, and women who read are even rarer, but Timulan is a person who reads, so she naturally regards Lei Shaoxuan as the same kind of person, not to mention that Lei Shaoxuan is still a descendant of the tribal leader, and he is naturally superior, Timulan vaguely does not regard Lei Shaoxuan as an ordinary Hu person in his heart.

Every girl is born sympathetic to the weak, and she has a plot of a prince in distress in her heart, Timulan and Ah Xiang fell in love with Lei Shaoxuan, which is the kind of unguarded like, maternal like. As the saying goes, the eldest sister is like a mother.

Timulan asked Lei Shaoxuan to go up to the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion at will, this is Timulan's exclusive living area, even her father can't enter at will, only Ah Xiang can go up to clean up the room.

There is a small study room upstairs, Timulan likes to read, and has collected a lot of books, in addition to working in the warehouse every day, as long as he is free, Lei Shaoxuan likes to stay in the study and read.

There are few women in Tianxiang Pavilion, and there is nowhere to say if there is anything to say, only Lei Shaoxuan can still talk to Timulan and Ah Xiang, slowly, Timulan and Ah Xiang like to chat with Lei Shaoxuan, in order not to expose themselves, Lei Shaoxuan just listened quietly most of the time.

has a good person to confide in, Timulan likes to confide her joys, sorrows and sorrows to Lei Shaoxuan. Timulan is a special existence in the tribe, high up, no one to communicate with, can only close himself, seems quite arrogant and cold, now there is a person to talk to, and his personality seems to have become much gentler.

Lei Shaoxuan also likes to listen to Timulan and read books with Timuran, the bloody days on the battlefield seem to be drifting away from yesterday's wind, and there is only tranquility and warmth here. Lei Shaoxuan was deeply intoxicated by this kind of calm and boring days.

Hu people like to drink tea, but they don't know how to make tea, Lei Shaoxuan has followed his mother since he was a child, he has been exposed to it, he has seen a lot, his vision is quite high, and he has been getting along with Mei Xiang for a long time, and he has made good tea.

Timulan likes to watch Lei Shaoxuan make tea, and specially found a set of fresh white porcelain tea sets for Lei Shaoxuan, the white glaze is warm and delicate, like white jade, which is said to be a tribute.

Watching Lei Shaoxuan make tea is a pleasure. Pieces of tea leaves, in Lei Shaoxuan's flowing movements, stretch out, such as budding magnolia, the color is tender green, the tea fragrance refreshes the spleen;

Lei Shaoxuan's focused appearance looked so holy in the warm sun, and a faint warmth permeated Timuran's heart.

Lei Shaoxuan taught Timulan to taste tea. Sipping the lightly aromatic tea soup, there is immediately a refreshing feeling between the lips and tongue that spreads along the tip of the tongue to the cheeks, until the whole heart and spleen are washed as if they are clear, and a kind of comfort arises spontaneously.

Drinking tea with Lei Shaoxuan can make Timuran's tired body and mind after a day of hustle and bustle instantly unfold, and it seems that he can revel in the past and do not want to wake up.

Slowly, Timulan also let Lei Shaoxuan eat with her.

In Tianxiang Pavilion, Lei Shaoxuan gradually became a special existence, and everyone regarded Lei Shaoxuan as Timulan's brother. However, Lei Shaoxuan still works hard every day, and his attitude towards people is still very humble, and he is not pampered because of this, and everyone in Tianxiang Pavilion likes him.

Timulan was of noble origin, young and beautiful, spoke elegantly, had a very good relationship with the Lu Cheng Hu nobles, and was often invited to various events.

"Sister Ah Xiang calls Sister Timulan Miss, why don't you call her princess? Isn't the princess more noble?" Lei Shaoxuan once asked Ah Xiang suspiciously.

"Timulan is only a princess for the sake of the tribe and does not take the princess seriously. Ah Xiang warned, "It's just that you don't talk nonsense about this matter." ”

Lei Shaoxuan immediately understood that there was an unknown secret behind the identity of the princess.

"Brother, what are you chewing on here?" I don't know when Timulan has come to the front hall.

Hearing Timuran's words, Lei Shaoxuan understood that Timulan did not hear the conversation between him and Ah Xiang, and breathed a sigh of relief, he liked Timulan in his heart, and did not want Timulan to be unhappy.

"The second son of the city lord of Lucheng, Mrs. Tuoba Ye, is on her birthday, I'll go and give some gifts, brother, follow me to give gifts. Timulan commanded.

Only then did Lei Shaoxuan notice that Timulan was holding a delicate small wooden box in her hand, and she was specially dressed up.

Timulan was wearing a white fox fur coat and a white fox hat, which set off a white and delicate face, Xiao Qiong's nose was crystal clear and handsome, her bright and smart eyes were full of cunning, full of charming temptation, her cherry mouth was delicate and bright red, and her knife-cut shoulders were weak and distinct.

He is not a teenager who doesn't know anything, but a man, Lei Shaoxuan felt his heart pounding, and said, "Sister Timuran, you are so good-looking!"

"Phew!" Timulan snorted lightly, but her heart was sweet.

Seeing Lei Shaoxuan's somewhat demented expression, Timulan couldn't help but say a little proudly: "What nonsense? ”

The Lord's Mansion covers an extremely large area, stretching several streets, and has a large garden in the backyard. Walk through the promenade, walk through the Moon Gate, and enter a garden. Small lakes, rockeries, sparse bamboos, and green bananas in the park...... It is like a garden landscape in the south of the Yangtze River. The childhood memory has been blurred, but the feeling is still the same, Lei Shaoxuan can't help but have a sense of intimacy.

The courtyard was already filled with chairs, and the surrounding area of the courtyard was filled with guests who had already arrived first.

Seeing Timulan and Lei Shaoxuan enter the door, a woman in gorgeous costumes looked over in surprise, this is Tuoba Ye's wife Boryan, TiMulan's good friend.

"Timuran, come this way!" Boeryan beckoned.

Bolyan was wearing a tight-fitting tunic fur skirt, her jet-black hair was combed into a big braid after a few coils, her round face and big eyes, and she exuded the charm of a mature woman.

"Sister, happy birthday!" Timulan went up and shook Naboryan's hand.

Lei Shaoxuan hurriedly stepped forward, saluted the woman, handed over the gift, and then stood beside Timuran.

"This is Temuadi. Timulan said to Boryan.

Timulan rarely introduced the people he carried, and Bolyan couldn't help but glance at Lei Shaoxuan.

Lei Shaoxuan is younger than Timuran in age, he looks clear and beautiful, and his body is clean and tidy, which makes people feel very comfortable to watch, obviously this child is someone close to Timuran.

"Good boy, meet in a hurry, my sister has nothing to give you, you can play with this. ”

Bolyan took off a string of wolf tooth chains in his hand and handed it to Lei Shaoxuan.

Where did Lei Shaoxuan dare to take it, and when he was about to excuse himself, a yin and yang strange voice sounded next to him.

"Wow, Madame dares to refuse the gift she gave. Timuran, the people you brought are really rude. ”

Lei Shaoxuan looked back, and a tall bearded man in a leather jacket and a big coat looked at them with a smile.

Lei Shaoxuan immediately understood what he was wrong, the etiquette of the Hu people was different from that of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the elders gave gifts, and the younger generations could not just excuse themselves.

"Noble courtesy, no merit. Lei Shaoxuan was neither humble nor arrogant.

When Timulan heard this, she was furious and shouted at the tall man: "Shut up!"

The man sneered, "Is that what you said about my brother?"

With a smile, Bolyan stuffed the wolf tooth string into Lei Shaoxuan's hand, and said, "Timuran, when will I give you a big gift? Drink your wedding wine? You see that before you get married, Bolxiong has begun to help you manage people, what a good person!"

"What's the use of a man relying on knives and arrows, and his mouth on his mouth?" a voice sounded.

Lei Shaoxuan turned to look, and a stocky, thick-eyed bearded man stood up.