Xiaohe talked with Mama Qian all the way, and by the time he arrived at Lao Dingguogong's study, the two were already very familiar, and Xiaohe even invited Mama Qian to have the opportunity to go to Tianyi Pavilion for dinner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mama Qian was very happy.

She was married, but unfortunately she was unlucky, and her husband was killed by a cold in the first half of her marriage, and she did not leave any children.

Mama Qian didn't want to go through the same pain again, so she has been by Princess Changle's side since then, and she has rested on getting married.

She also wanted to accept a righteous son or daughter, but after being with the princess for a long time, her vision was taken too high, and the children she fancied were very outstanding, and her parents were reluctant to do so.

Somehow, today Mama Qian and Xiaohe fell in love, and in just such a way, they already regarded Xiaohe as a granddaughter.

Mama Qian said in her heart that it was a pity, why couldn't she meet Xiaohe like this, smart and caring, and there was no drag.

Xiaohe felt even more pity, why was this road so short, she had already gone around the palace, but the study of the old Dingguo Gong had also arrived.

The sharp-eyed little guy had already seen the two of them, and greeted him and asked Xiaohe to follow, and politely said to Mama Qian, "Mama should go by herself, the old grandfather said, wait a minute, I will send someone to send Miss Xie Biao back." ”

Mama Qian greeted Xiaohe, turned around and went back to the princess.

Xiao He followed the little girl into the house, and a large bookcase was placed in the middle of the spacious study, which was full of paper and ink, and on the wall behind the bookcase, there was a picture of Lao Song welcoming guests. In front of the bookcase, there are two chairs on each side, and a coffee table rests in the middle. The bookcase and chairs are made of sandalwood, which is simple and precious.

Lao Dingguo Gong was dressed in a dark purple dark pattern thick robe, sitting in front of the bookcase and writing.

"Little Crane greets his great-grandfather. Xiaohe didn't dare to slack off, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Get up!" "Grandpa Lao Guo put down his pen and motioned for Xiao He to get up, "Good boy, let me see you." ”

Crane stood up and walked over to the bookcase.

Lao Dingguo has passed his seventieth birthday, and he passed the title to his eldest son ten years ago.

Xiaohe made a fuss, it was a coincidence, it was ten years ago, and it should have been after Xie Caiwei left Beijing. I don't know if it's a coincidence or something else.

Although the old Dingguo Gong is old, his spirit is good, and the deep lines on his forehead are engraved with the vicissitudes of time.

He smiled lovingly at the crane, his eyes full of memories.

Yes, another empathetic old man, since he arrived in the capital, the dead adoptive mother doesn't know how much convenience it has brought to herself.

Xiao He also smiled at the old man, laughing sincerely and frankly, laughing so that the winter became warmer, and for any kind old man, Xiao He was willing to pay sincerely.

There was wetness in the eyes of the old Dingguo Gong, Wei'er, who was once so smart and beautiful, was the pearl of her daughter's palm, and she was also her own treasure, and there were few in the entire capital that could compare with her, but ......

"Great-grandfather," Xiao He saw that it was broken, the old man couldn't be too sad, and hurriedly put his face forward and pretended to be stupid, "Xiao He is not cute?"

Lao Dingguo was stunned, is there such a boast?!

Xiaohe made a very proud movement, turned his face up, and continued to entertain his relatives in colorful clothes, "How can there be a lively, beautiful, and intelligent little girl like me in the world?"

Old Dingguo Gong finally laughed out loud, this little girl is so interesting! More than his great-grandson Shihao, she will make the old man happy.

Xiaohe put his mind at ease, and then he felt that he seemed to have gone too far, as if he was a little shameless, but fortunately the little guy had already gone out.

Suddenly, there was a "poof" sound, followed by laughter.

"Let me see how beautiful and wise my little cousin is!"

Xiaohe Huo Ran turned around, only to see Liu Shihao striding in, his face more handsome than a woman was full of smiles.

The little crane was embarrassed and was bumped into by someone. That's it, there was actually a Zimmer cloud behind.

There is no need to look at Qi Moyun's teasing smile, Xiao He's face exploded red for the second time today, Xiao He stepped back to the side, retreated, retreated, retreated, retreated until the corner, and then lowered his head and pretended to be quail.

The three people in the room looked at her with interest, and the little girl smiled! The sadness of the old Dingguo Gong had already been thrown into Java.

Although Zimmeryun also has a bad taste, he can't bear to embarrass his little girl, hey, may I ask this son, who is your little girl?!

"Old Grandpa, Mo Yun is polite. Zimmeryun bowed and saluted, "I don't know if the old grandfather has been in good health recently, but my grandfather often talks about it!"

"Good boy, come and sit!" Old Dingguo looked at Zimmeryun and smiled, "I'm in good health, I'll see your grandfather go in a few days." In addition to his great-grandson, he admires Zimmeryun the most.

Wen can govern the country, and Wu can be anbang, this is the evaluation given by the old Dingguo Gong to Zimmeryun. Twenty-five-year-old squire, a real national talent, and a good martial arts, the old Dingguo Gong once saw a piece of Qi Moyun's strategy on the art of war, and concluded that if he was allowed to go to the battlefield, within two years, another god of war would be born.

The little maid walked in briskly and poured tea for the four people in the room.

Lao Dingguo Gong sat on the left chair, Qi Moyun sat down opposite, Liu Shihao withdrew his gaze from staring at Xiao He, and sat next to Qi Moyun with a smile.

"Little Crane come over and sit next to me. Lao Dingguo looked at the little crane hiding in the corner and pretending not to exist again, which he dared to say and didn't dare to bear.

Xiaohe raised his head, lowered his head again, and replied weakly: "Or, if you talk about things, I'll go back first?"

"Haha!" Liu Shihao felt that he was smiling a lot today, "Little cousin, come here, you are so flattering." ”

Xiao He was helpless, comforting himself, what is this, which modern girl and guy has not praised himself like this, no matter, Xiao He raised his head and walked to the old Dingguo Gong and sat down.

As everyone knows, this look is even more innocent and cute, making people laugh, the forced calm expression, and the pink March peach-like face, which is directly reflected in people's hearts.

In the following time, Xiao He was always a little absent-minded, maybe because of what happened just now, Xiao He always felt that Liu Shihao and Liu Xiaogongzi opposite were looking at her and laughing.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that Zimmeryun's gaze stayed on her from time to time, and Xiao He felt that she was feeling weak, as if her hands and feet had been put down somehow, and her palms were a little damp.

Grandma's, isn't it just that there are two handsome guys sitting opposite, look at your appearance, Xiaohe secretly scolded himself.

However, what if she still doesn't feel comfortable?

Fortunately, Zimmeryun is really a master of observing words and feelings, he sees that Xiaohe is absent-minded, and naturally leads the topic to the major affairs of the court, although the old Dingguo Gong has not been concerned about things for many years, he is still very concerned about the major affairs of the court, and gradually his attention is attracted, and he no longer cares about Xiaohe.

Xiao He let out a long breath, and was finally able to listen to the three of them quietly.