After watching Zhao Fengyao go out, Sanniang also walked out. When he walked to the door, he paused at his feet, then turned around and walked back into the meditation room.

She looked at Wuji with heavy eyebrows: "What he just said, the four daughters of the Zhuo family are also the emperor's sign, but is it true?"

Wuji raised his head, looked at Sanniang standing in front of him, and then said softly: "Those who have the order of the mother of the king and the wind can also draw the emperor's lot." ”

Sanniang was relieved when she heard this, and slowly exhaled, and then glanced at Wuji with disgust: "Don't say it earlier." ”

Then, without waiting for Goji to speak, he walked outside the meditation room.

Autumn days are high and cloudy. After Zhao Fengyao and Sanniang went back, they began to arrange for the transfer of the Qingzhou Protector Army to lurk.

After a whole day, Zhao Fengyao didn't return to the house until night.

When he returned to the house, he went straight to the study, and after reading the letters written by several adults, he was extremely tired.

He leaned back, then let out a long breath and gently pressed his forehead with his hand.

The slanted sword eyebrows, the thin and lightly pursed lips, and the angular handsome silhouette became more and more arrogant and cold in the candlelight. He slowly sat down, picked up a piece of white paper from the table, dipped it in the ink that had not yet dried in the inkstone, and drew it with his pen.

After a while, the outline of a woman appeared inside, with a little red lips like peach blossoms, and a pair of Danfeng eyes that were cold but bewitching.

Zhao Fengyao put down the pen, then put his hand on the table to prop up his head, and looked at the woman on the painting carefully, his eyes were gentle like water, with affection.

swept away the usual coldness, and his gentle eyebrows and eyes looked quietly with sadness and affection.

Then, stretching out his slender fingers, he gently stroked the face of the person in the painting. At the moment when Mo was about to do it, he put his hands together and put it on his stomach half-ly.

Close your eyes and smell the scent of ink on them. A long sigh of mourning.

Since he fell in love with her, he seems to have changed as a person, his heart as hard as iron has become tender, and his perennial cold face has become like a child who loves to smile and love grievances.

In the past, he was also able to discuss the country and society with the ministers in a sharp manner, but now, thinking about the country, he is not as good as her smile.

It's like being enchanted, the fierceness and arrogance in the past have become clouds of smoke in front of her. Even though she rejected her countless times, and her heart was stabbed again and again, she is still in love, crazy in love.

Zhao Fengyao sat up and looked at the woman on the paper. He's probably gone crazy.

It's like praying, and slowly, I humble myself in front of her. Almost humbled to the dust, bruised all over his body, and then like a child, he likes to fight against what he can't get.

lived a life that even he hated.

is not familiar with the world, and does not distinguish between the important and the pretentious.

Zhao Fengyao was still quietly staring at the white paper on the table. Then he sighed softly, gently folded the drawing paper on the table, and opened the drawer of the table.

There was a thick stack of paper with the same portrait of a woman in the drawer, and he put it in it, then closed the drawer.

He now knew that it was impossible for her to be with him. She also made it clear.

No matter what the result is, in the future, they will probably be on their own side and forget about each other.

Zhao Fengyao let out a long sigh, got up and picked up the coat hanging next to him, and walked out of the study.

There are arbors in the south, which cannot be contemplated, and there are women like jade, which cannot be thought.

On the third day of October, Zhuo Yijia received an imperial edict granting her petition to return to the Northland.

When she got the imperial edict, the big stone that she had been pressing in her heart fell to the ground. At least I know that Hongshan and Zhihua are not fine works.

On Fanlin Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing, the army of the south had already begun to lurk under the arrangement of Beiliang and Beisheng. Tensions are rising.

On the seventh day of October, Zhuo Yijia was born.

Zhuo Yijia and Zhao Fengyao settled the first batch of sergeants who lurked into Beijing, and went to Zhuo's house together as soon as the time passed.

When I arrived at the West Wing, there was no one there. At this time, the west wing was different from the previous closed room, and the door of the west wing room opened a thin slit. It shows that the door that has been locked for many years has been opened.

The inside of the house, which was covered with dust, has become tidy. It seems to have been inhabited. Zhuo Yijia looked around and frowned.

What does Zhuo Shunwu mean by this, let her recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors to live in Zhuo's house?

That's probably crazy.

Zhuo Yijia didn't wear a mask, she stood in the west wing, and after making sure that there was no one in the courtyard, she pushed open the door of the west wing and walked out.

Zhao Fengyao silently followed behind him.

In autumn, the sky is always covered with colorful glow at dusk, like dyed satin. The whole half of the sky will shine red.

Even the whole earth was covered with a layer of warmth.

Zhuo Yijia and Zhao Fengyao entered the room, and the table inside had already been set up. Zhuo Shunwu and Hua Taijun were both sitting at the table, looking at the two and smiling.

"Lay it out, come, sit down. Hua Taijun pointed to the stool next to him.

Zhuo Yijia saluted the two old men, and then sat down.

Zhao Fengyao sat next to Zhuo Yijia.

"Si'er is ten or nine years old this year, and she is a big girl. Zhuo Shunwu spoke first, he looked at Zhuo Yijia and said kindly: "It's rare to spend my birthday with my grandfather and grandmother." We all fought in the Northland, and we had a good drink, so let's have a glass of wine first, and I would have a good birthday for Si'er at that time. ”

As he spoke, Zhuo Shunwu picked up the wine glass that had already been prepared on the table, and then raised it.

Hua Taijun next to him also raised his glass with a smile: "Yes, you are so big, your grandmother has never eaten with you." ”

"Can grandmother's body drink alcohol?" Zhuo Yijia picked up the cup and turned her head to look at Hua Taijun and asked with some concern.

"One or two glasses are still fine. Hua Taijun said with a smile, and then continued: "Come, let's make this cup first." ”

Anyway, take a sip of it.

Zhuo Zhuo Shunwu also drank it with a smile.

Zhuo Yijia turned his head and glanced at Zhao Fengyao, and the two of them also raised their glasses.

"Okay, come, let's eat. It's all what you both like to eat. Watching the two put down the cups, Hua Taijun said with a smile. Then he personally put the dishes in the bowls of Zhuo Yijia and Zhao Fengyao: "This, it's the stewed tofu you like, I asked Mama Cao to cook it herself, you can taste it." ”

Zhuo Yijia responded, smiling lightly and eating the tofu that Hua Taijun picked out in the bowl, and nodded while tasting it carefully: "Mama Cao's craftsmanship is very good." ”

"No, in order to cater to your preferences, your grandmother asked Mama Cao to prepare ingredients for two days. Zhuo Shunwu, who was picking vegetables next to him, looked at Zhuo Yijia, who was eating tofu, and said, "Don't eat more, I'm sorry for Mama Cao, who got up early today." ”

"That's what Grandfather said. Zhuo Yijia hooked her lips and nodded in response, picked another one for herself, put it in her mouth and ate it carefully, and then frowned slightly, and then let go, without saying anything.