At that time, Huan Jun had been sitting behind the desk in the small living room for a long time, and even the tea had been changed several times, when Fu Xuan was late, the maid was eating tea with him, Huan Jun glanced at Fu Xuan coming from the corner of his eye, and was naturally displeased, so he took a sip of tea and said jokingly: "Xie Gongzi is not harmed." I haven't seen www.biquge.info for a few days, and although I have added seven official products, I won't be so grand to freshen up for a long time before I come to see it. ”

"Let Gongzi Huan wait for a long time, Xie is rude. Fu Xuan said indifferently and sat down.

Huan thought that Fu Xuan had come for a long time because he wanted to make things difficult for him, and while drinking tea, he raised his voice to listen to Fu Xuan, and said: "How magnificent my Wang Xie family was at that time, I didn't even want the face of the family, and the tea for this hospitality was so simple, it was less than one-ten-thousandth of what I drank at the prince's place." ”

Fu Xuan glanced at his cup from a distance, it was the New Year rock tea used in ordinary mansions to entertain guests, although it was not extremely rare, but it was noble enough. The maidservant who was waiting for Huan Jun listened to Huan Jie's words on the side, and was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain to Fu Xuan, but asked Fu Xuan to stop it, and Fu Xuan said: "In Wuyi Lane, what kind of person will use what kind of tea, you Huan is here, naturally it is simple tea." ”

Huan was choked and speechless for a while, and then said: "Xie Fuxuan, I am here to deliver a post for the emperor's banquet today, how dare you be so contemptuous of me?

Fu Xuan took a cup of tea to drink, calmed down, and slowly confided: "How dare you." Master Huan doesn't want to buckle such a hat with me. Your Gongzi Huan only set up a banquet for the emperor to send invitations, and the banquet was held in the prince's mansion, not for the emperor to come up to deliver the holy decree, how can your Gongzi Huan represent the emperor? Could it be ...... Moreover, my Wuyi Lane has always admired virtuous people and disdained those who are not virtuous. Gongzi Huan didn't say it, but Fu Xuan forgot that a few of the worship works that were snatched back by Gongzi that day really had good products in them. ”

Huan snorted and said proudly: "In this way, fortunately, I was not blind at the beginning, and worshiped Wang Xie, and now I have given me the seven-grade prince Xian Ma for the emperor, and the Nanling palace is proud. ”

When Fu Xuan heard this, he laughed, he never provoked this ridicule and agitation of the general's words, but the talented people did not need to prove themselves, so he said calmly: "In the worship work that was recaptured in the hands of the prince before, there is a prince who has been raised as the eighth grade of the county, although it is not as good as the seventh grade of the son, but it is assisted by the county guard, and the Tao can receive a lot of real talents. ”

Huan Du naturally heard Fu Xuan's sarcasm of his crown prince Xian Ma as a false official, so he said: "What is the rarity of a noble son to get an official position, I Huan can fight a career in the monopoly of the gate valve, relying on real talent and real learning." ”

Fu Xuan knew that this Huan Du needed to boast about his official status when he came to Wuyi Lane today, and it was useless to talk to him more, so he said: "Thank you Huan Xian Ma for coming to deliver the sticker, Xie Jinting, the second son of the Xie family, will go that day." ”

Huan all snorted with a smile: "Xie Jinting is a concubine after all, the emperor set up a banquet, are you Xie family sons dead, only send a concubine son." ”

"Bold!" Qingqing, who was waiting on the side, scolded angrily.

Fu Xuan didn't get angry, he didn't even move his eyebrows, he only replied lightly: "Although Brother Jinting is the son of his aunt, he has always helped his father take care of affairs, and there is no difference between dignity and inferiority in Wuyi Lane. ”

"Why? Don't you Xie Fuxuan dare to come? I'm afraid that I'm more talented than you, so I don't dare to come?"

Fu Xuan is still sipping tea lightly: "Son's masterpiece, Fu Xuan has already read it, no need to read it again, second, Fu Xuan is being grounded by his father, it is inconvenient to go out of the house, please forgive me." ”

"The banquet set up by the emperor, you Xie Fuxuan dare to push it back, aren't you afraid of the emperor?"

Fu Xuan thought quietly for a moment, but he was afraid that Sima Xi would make a fuss about it, at this moment there was another fanning Huan Jie, the relationship between the two factions was always tense, if he went, he was worried about what conspiracy was brewing in the Nanling Palace, if he didn't go, he was afraid that Sima Xi would make a hindrance from it, but it was a dilemma, so he replied: "I will go back to Huan Xian Ma after I and my father have made a clear statement." ”

Huan Ji looked up to the sky and smiled: "Your weak-crowned son, you have to ask your father for permission in everything, hahahaha-"

Fu Xuan is still kind and pleasant, no matter whether Huan is sarcastic or laughing, his eyes are still looking at him steadily and deeply. Fu Xuan picked up the cup, took another sip of tea, and said, "If the son has nothing to do, please go back, Fu Xuan still needs to deal with other affairs, and he is out of company." ”

Fu Xuan said, got up and walked out of the small living room, leaving only Huan and Huan with a dignified back.

"Huan Xian Ma, please. Qingqing was still caught on fire by Huan Jie's previous words, and sent Huan Jie away angrily.

Huan Jie was a little deflated, he still didn't achieve the purpose of showing off this trip after all, the main family has left, is he sitting here drinking tea? Huan Jie had no choice but to get up and go back along the way he came.

Fu Xuan got out of the small living room and went to the procurement office in the front yard to get the flower breath pills, but Sister Wang, who was in charge of the procurement, told him: "The girl in the first dream has already taken the pills away." ”

The first dream is still the first dream after all, Fu Xuan smiled knowingly.

On the way back to the estate, passing by the garden lake, Fu Xuan accidentally caught a glimpse of the dream sand planted with Fang Xun in the previous time, with straight rhizomes and pretty flowers, reflecting the sun. Fu Xuan lowered his dark eyes and stared at the delicate stamens.

After a long time, the corners of Fu Xuan's lips pursed into a faint smile, and he smiled helplessly, and his eyes that were as black as the stars also dimmed, Fu Xuan knew that he was no longer alone in the world in this life, but his heart that he thought that he was not eroded by wind and frost has become extremely soft because of the current "female assassin", and has a soft underbelly, and no longer decisive.

Fu Xuan looked up at the skewed sun, and walked towards his house with a tight step, only this step was heavier than when he came. He was gloomy, and quietly took the side door of the house and walked into the bedroom, the fragrance of Guanghuo incense was not as strong as before, Fu Xuan opened the curtain, and the bedroom was still bathed in daylight, but the sun converged, and it seemed a little more innocent.

The house was empty.

Fu Xuan slowly approached the bedside again, picked up the gauze tent, but found that the light veil at the head of the bed was also empty, and there was no beautiful woman lying down.

Somehow, Fu Xuan's heart was a little anxious, looking left and right, sweeping around the inside and outside of the house as far as his eyes could see, his eyes were locked on the figure standing under the porch outside the door, the slender figure leaning gracefully on the railing, although there was no sunlight on the body, the plain white nightgown was gorgeous, Fu Xuan had such a ability and thousands of scenery to recognize the first dream at a glance.

Seeing what he was thinking in his heart, Fu Xuan was instantly relieved, smiled at the top of his eyebrows, and raised a shallow vortex. He quietly stepped up from behind, wanting to give Chu Meng a hug behind him. Fu Xuan's movements were very light, for fear of exposing himself in advance, but when he walked behind Chu Meng, he was surprised to find that Chu Meng's shoulders trembled slightly, and there was a sound of rapid breath from her throat, as if she was immersed in it, and she was very deeply emotional, and she didn't even realize that Fu Xuan was standing behind her.

Fu Xuan smiled, and followed her line of sight suspiciously, but saw Huan Jun wearing the red satin spider pattern robe, fluttering away from the porch of the house not far away.

The snow falls like a dream, Mei Kai just like an old friend, and Chu Meng just wants to thank him and remember her most miserable years.