Xiao Zimo got up early in the morning, dressed neatly, dressed appropriately, and took a deep breath in the mirror. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Carrying the two boxes of snacks that Cui Niang had prepared yesterday, she trotted all the way, she was more nervous today than the first time she went to the battlefield.

"Changgong, here, here!" the coquettish eldest brother Gao Xiaoyu reclined beside a horse incense cart. As soon as she stepped out of the gate of Gaofu, she waved her white and well-proportioned arms that emerged from her wide sleeves, and called at her with slender phoenix eyes.

Cough...... It's just an April day, and the apricot hibiscus satin robe on the eldest brother is too lively.

Xiao Zimo has always had a very staggering taste for Gao Xiaoyu. However, the aesthetic taste of the girls in Yecheng seems to be much more open than her, according to the maids of Gaofu, Gao Xiaoyu's outfit can lead a trend in the city every time, setting off a grand occasion of Yecheng men competing to imitate.

Well...... About 99% of the men in this dress can't control it, and it seems that in a few days, you can see a lot of young men on the streets.

Gao Xiaoyu waited for Xiao Zimo to get into the carriage, and drove the carriage away from Gaofu with a wave of the whip.

The spring sun is so good, Xiao Zimo was a little worried when she thought that she was going to Changguang Palace's mansion to apologize to Uncle Jiu, listening to the horses ringing, but she had returned to the childhood days when she went to the spring outing with her father.

At that time, they were all young. Xiao Zimo still thinks that she can go back to the time when she blows the air conditioner and plays the computer, so this Yecheng, this Gaofu, the young father, Xiaowan, Xiaoyu, this era of more than a thousand years ago is just a passing image for her. She is a passer-by here, she is a bystander, so everything is superficial, for her, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch。。。。。。

Until I lost my young father。。。。。。 The man who had always let her rely on and let her live in his own world in peace was lying in a coffin like this, motionless, once one person was above ten thousand, but when he died, even his face was mutilated。。。。。。。 At that time, she suddenly realized that she might really be Gao Changgong, the father who let her brother love and care for her brother before his death, respectfully became a gentleman, and was gentle and long-cherished.

So, the second uncle said that he wanted the prince of Changfang to fill the army in Beisai, and she went.

No complaints, no complaints. Because, she has to be a good Gao Changgong。。。。。。 But God knows, how she killed someone for the first time with a knife before she had never killed a chicken in her previous life, red, everything was red.

She used to be Xiao Zimo, and now she is Gao Changgong.

The former can only be used for nostalgia. Is the latter her fate or a shackle? I don't know, but they are all willing.

Father... All she did was to hope that when we met again one day, she would be able to say that the child would live up to her father's trust, and hope that he would forgive her for her indifference and hard-heartedness.

The spring breeze rises, and the pear blossoms bloom all over the street.

The green wall is tiled, and there is a person standing lightly in his clothes next to the half-closed vermilion bronze door.

Xiao Zimo looked at it in a daze, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

She knew that it was Ninth Uncle Gao Zhan, so she lowered her head and hoped to hide her sentimentality.

"Ah Zhan, are you here to meet us?" the eldest brother happily whipped a few times in mid-air, and the trailer horse ran faster.

Xiaoyu and Uncle Jiu are the same age, and the two seem to be like brothers. Ah Zhan, Ah Zhan, Xiao Zimo wanted to laugh a little when he heard it. The nose was sour, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching because of the eldest brother's deviant behavior, he was really crying and laughing, Xiao Zimo was quite embarrassed.

She doesn't like to get close to Uncle Nine, because Uncle Nine is like the reflection of that person, just seeing it can make her hard shell that she is accustomed to camouflage peel off silently and invisibly.

Gao Zhan smiled at Xiaoyu, but his vision was completely occupied by Xiao Zimo.

He caught the slightest expression of his face. How did his eyes redden, how he hid his tears, how he was amused by Xiaoyu, and when the carriage drove in front of him, he only dared to bow his head respectfully and salute without staring at him as if he was out of reach.

"Changgong, you're finally here. Gao Zhan personally stepped forward, took Xiao Zimo's hand, and helped her get out of the carriage.

"Uncle Nine, my nephew is really scared。。。。。。 I only came to the door today to disturb me. Xiao Zimo was a head shorter than Gao Zhan, she rolled her eyes, her hands were folded, and she didn't know how to put her eyes after the salute, so she simply put it on the stone pier at her feet. Respectful, like a child waiting for criticism in kindergarten, Gao Xiaoyu squinted his fox eyes and began to take out a folding fan to make fun of.

"Chang Gong, Fei Ah Zhan is your nemesis! You look like this, Xiao Wan, who has been bullied by you since childhood, will hate you to death when you see it~~~~"

Xiao Zimo knew, she blushed!

Gao Xiaoyu: You can't shut up, you can't ~~~~~~~~~~~

Xiao Zimo didn't know how many years she hadn't felt like she was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground, she thought she was old and thick-skinned, but she didn't know that she hadn't met Gao Xiaoyu, a young man, and King Changguang.

Gao Zhan laughed sullenly, seeing that Xiao Zimo was teased by Xiaoyu like this again, it is estimated that next time he will never dare to come to Changguang Wangfu with her eldest brother, he hurriedly threw down his eyebrows and smiled, and stood at the door of the prince's mansion and began to shake the incense fan Gao Xiaoyu, who was in a wild bee wave and butterfly posture, led Xiao Zimo into the mansion.

Uncle Nine loves purity.

Xiao Zimo's Changguang Palace, which Xiao Zimo saw, was much more streamlined than Gaofu. There are not so many intricate carvings, and there are no precious flowers and trees. Indifferent orchids, faint and fragrant, Xiao Zimo took a deep breath, and his liver and spleen were very comfortable.

The faint orchid fragrance is refreshing. It seems that Uncle Nine not only loves the bitter fragrance of this cold plum, but also the gentleman in the flower is very much loved by him.

The delicate orchid was delicate and green, and Xiao Zi couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"Don't move!" An Rui stepped forward nervously and protected the nine-headed orchid, "Don't do it, this orchid is very expensive, and my prince has spent a lot of effort to bring it back from the Jiangnan Mountain Mausoleum." This flower is difficult to raise in the north, but the prince has been waiting for a long time with the golden branches and jade leaves, so that it can bloom, people's hands are hot, His Royal Highness Changgong must not 。。。。。。 ”

"An Rui, when did you talk so much!" Gao Zhan pursed his lips and looked at the slave unhappily, An Rui saw that his master's face was ugly, so he could only retreat with interest.

Ay... This nine-headed orchid grew up drinking the morning dew he picked every day, and his own master was too eccentric, who usually dared to touch his flowers, he wouldn't pick that person? An Rui pouted.

"Uncle Nine Nine, this flower is so beautiful, I didn't know it was so expensive, so 。。。。。。 ”

Since Xiao Zimo entered the palace, he consciously took advantage of the scenery of the garden to walk a few steps faster, but let Xiaoyu and Gao Zhan fall behind.

Without him, Uncle Nine took her hand and walked all the way, the same man, taller than her, his hands were bigger than her, and he wrapped her hands tightly in the palm of his hand. Xiao Zimo doesn't like such a situation of being controlled by others.

She has fought for her life and killed people, thinking that although she is not a strong man, she is definitely not a woman anymore.

Every move was carefully towed, tolerated, and even protected by Uncle Jiu, and she was not used to it at all.

It seems a little strange to say this, but although Uncle Nine is by no means a big man, his cold and compelling spirit is even more shocking when he gets closer, making Zimo feel as if he has been overwhelmed in front of him. Could it be that a natural emperor is like this?

Xiao Zimo is no longer a weak and slender boudoir woman, so she is at a disadvantage, Zimo feels inappropriate.

For example, when Uncle Nine talked to her, he lowered his head and approached her cheek intentionally or unintentionally, Zimo began to feel uncomfortable again, and took a step back. Why when she was with Xiaoyu Xiaowan, she never felt that the height difference was embarrassing.

"It's okay, if Chang Gong likes it, then I'll take it off and give it to you!"

"No, no, Uncle Nine don't pick it. Changgong is a rough person, although he does not know flowers like Uncle Jiu, but he also knows that if you love flowers, you must cherish them. Just watch, just watch。。。。。。 ”

Xiao Zimo looked up and saw Gao Zhan's obsidian-like eyes, and his heart actually twitched.

The ninth uncle is like a father, but he is not like a father.

"If you love flowers, you should cherish them, right。。。。。。 Changgong said that he would not pick it, then he would not pick it. Uncle Nine took back the hand that was pinching the stamen and smiled slightly.

"I said, Ah Zhan, this flower is the little seedling that your grandfather brought back from Jiangnan when he was on the southern expedition?

"Yes, I've been raising it for thirteen years. He took Zi Mo's hand again, arranged refreshments and sat down on the pavilion in the garden, "Does Chang Gong feel cold?

Xiao Zimo stroked the windblown hair next to his cheek, shook his head and smiled childishly: "How can Changgong be so valuable, but Uncle Nine doesn't want to catch a cold." ”

Gao Zhan's body has always been sicker and weaker than other brothers, and when he heard Xiao Zimo's mention at this moment, his face immediately changed.

Gao Xiaoyu knew that Chang Gong had no intention, but Gao Zhan was the listener, so he hurriedly said: "Ah Zhan~~ You are favoritism! I am the one who grew up with you!Ah~~~~~ Ah Zhan~~~ I'm so cold~~~~" Xiao Yu covered his chest and pretended to be, which made Xiao Zimo and Gao Zhan can't help laughing.

An Rui served lotus root soup. Uncle Nine gave a bowl to Zimo: "You love to eat Jiangnan dishes when you go to Shanhailou, I think you must also love to eat this." ”

Zi Mo was speechless again, and looked at the bowl of soup in a daze, but he didn't pick it up, and he didn't pick it up.

"Oh, what are you polite about!Uncle Nine, I also love this soup, you can give it to me first!" Gao Xiaoyu is about to die today, and a frost appeared on Gao Zhan's face.

"An Rui, ask Xiao Tao to bring the osmanthus cake. Gao Zhan glanced at An Rui, and An Rui knew it.

"Hey, Xiao Tao is back, didn't she go out to visit relatives?!"

Zi Mo looked at Xiao Yu's question that he didn't know what he was looking for as soon as he entered the mansion, and it was solved at this moment.

"It's back. If she doesn't come back, I dare to call you?" Gao Zhan put another bowl of soup in front of Zi Mo.

"Uncle Nine, nephew, I'll go to Xiao Tao to catch up with the old days first, and I'll immediately help your old man bring the osmanthus cake later!!You eat first, eat first!" Like a gust of wind, Gao Xiaoyu raised his ass and ran away。。。。。。

"Big brother。。。。。。 Eldest brother...... Xiao Zimo was even more embarrassed, scooped a spoonful of lotus root soup and put it in his mouth, which was really emotional. Gao Xiaoyu is reliable, and sows can climb trees. She also counted on her eldest brother to help her relieve the awkward atmosphere, which turned out to be a dream.

"Uncle Nine... My eldest brother is 。。。。。。 ”

"It's okay, I'm used to him like this. ”

"Eun。。。。。。 Xiao Zimo nodded and smiled.

"Chang Gong seems to be nervous in front of me, or am I mistaken?"

。。。。。。 Uncle Nine really can't open any pot!

"No, Chang Gong is just visiting for the first time, so it is inevitable that he will be a little restrained. Uncle Nine is not strange。。。。。。 ”

"No blame, no blame. I like Chang Gong very much when he came here today, although you and I are not too close in the past, but we have known each other since childhood, don't we? I remember that Chang Gong called me dad three times。。。。。。 Gao Zhan's expression was indifferent, and he said quietly.

Xiao Zimo almost ate a mouthful of soup on his nose.

As soon as she talked about the past, she patted her head and remembered what she was doing here!

Hey, what about her two boxes of small gifts? Xiao Zimo looked around.

"I 。。。。。。 Uncle Jiu, I specially came to the door today to apologize, my nephew lost his temper after drinking, and he was offended three or four times. I wanted to give a thin gift, and I hope Uncle Nine will forgive me。。。。。 But...... Xiao Zimo instantly thought that the two boxes of dim sum were cumbersome in her hand when she was admiring the garden just now, so someone came to pick them up, and she handed them out.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Bo Li is gone?"

“。。。。。。 It should be when I was admiring the garden just now, I don't know which person in this house I handed it over。。。。。。 Xiao Zimo was abrupt again.

Seeing that he was so messy even to apologize, while saying a thin courtesy, he looked at himself empty-handed, and suddenly, his face turned red.

"Hahahaha!" Uncle Nine actually laughed when he saw her embarrassment, and his laughter was hearty.

"Nine... Ninth Uncle!" Xiao Zimo knew that she was specifically making a fool of herself today, and her face was even redder.

"Okay, okay, don't laugh at Changgong. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid Changgong won't dare to come to the door in the future. Gao Zhan looked at her fixedly.

Zi Mo smiled embarrassedly: "The things in Uncle Nine's Mansion are so delicious, Chang Gong is afraid that he will be worried about following the eldest brother in the future, but Uncle Nine should not be disgusted at that time." ”

"Okay! That's what you said, it's a deal!"

“。。。。。。 A word is a certainty!" As soon as the hands were shaken, Zi Mo's hands were held in the palm of his hand like this.

Gao Zhan's black hair was like ink, and his expression was arrogant. is very similar to the facial features of a young father, but his expression is a lot lighter.

He looked at her with anticipation and doting, and sure enough, Zimo couldn't say a word "no".

Gao Xiaoyu and Xiao Tao Chunfeng once came back with osmanthus cake with satisfaction.

I saw that in the pavilion, King Changguang was depicting something with a splash of ink. The fourth brother had nothing to do, so he took a long sword and danced like a dragon not far away. The sky is full of peach blossom petals blown off by the wind, which is really intoxicating with the colorful scenery of falling flowers.

"Uncle Nine, the peach blossoms have fallen, can you still depict the spring scene?" Changgong himself is not good at painting, but he still has this heart.

"Well, how can the falling flowers be ruthless? ”

Danqing Zhu pen, slowly outlined.

Xiaoyu approached, only to see that the paper was the figure dancing gracefully in the peach blossom rain。。。。。。