The child ran too fast, leaned forward so much, and was about to be planted in front, Su Huihui bent down and grabbed the child's clothes violently, nipped the downside in the bud.

"Ouch, why do you say that the little girls now are more like children than the other, running so crazy, in case they hit their teeth, their parents will not regret dying. ”

Su Huizai carefully looked at the pink and tender ball in his hand, she was really an energetic little girl, she was suddenly stopped, and she didn't even gasp for breath. The child was about four or five years old, covered with a small lake-green shirt, and the short skirt was covered with brown mud.

The little girl twisted her body unhappily to break free from her hand, muttered a little, and raised her voice a little, and said in a straight voice:

"Don't touch me. After saying that, the apple-like face turned to the right, and even the ears began to turn red.

She spoke standard official dialect, her voice was crisp and loud, and she really had a bit of the majesty of a little chief. Looking at her cute Yuxue, apricot eyes and cherry lips, combing a complicated bun modeled after adults, she is undoubtedly a noble lady who loves beauty.

Chen Hua squatted down, looked at her and said, "This seems to be the little girl brought by the horse owner, did you just see her on the edge of the pond?"

The horse under the tree came to the ferry with Rong Jianchi, maybe it was his good colleague, so Xun Xiu took his family to relax. Su Huihui was not ashamed of infringing on other people's private belongings at all, and his cleanliness habit slipped away temporarily, and he pinched her little face a few times at □□the moment, like kneading cotton.

The little girl opened her mouth to scream, but she let go in time for a moment ago, and said half-coaxing and half-deceptively:

"The next time you run like this and you lose your teeth, your father won't want you. Walk slower in the future, remember?"

She motioned for Chen Hua to continue on their path.

The little girl ignored her at all, and said to herself, "I'm not watching the fish, I'm feeding the fish." ”

The two couldn't help laughing, Su Huihui couldn't help but look back, but saw that she had jumped to the horse under the willow tree, and wanted to take the beautiful flower basket she made.

The horse had a soft spot for the basket and avoided the child by holding it, but the other man chased after him and yelled after the horse's tail.

Su Huihui stopped, frowned and said, "Don't stand behind it, go to the front." The herdsmen of the steppe warned her not to go behind the horses, or one of them would kick them in fright.

Chen Hua looked around, his heart was relieved, and said, "The owner of the horse is here, we can leave it alone." ”

Su Huihui's gaze subconsciously went to look for the child's elders, but he saw a person standing not far from the left. She hadn't noticed that there was half a figure there, and that was too fast.

She glanced at it, her mind slowed down, and after a few steps, she suddenly turned around.

The half-masked man whistled, his fingers contrasting with the color of his lips. When he lowered his left hand, the silhouette of the side was clear and bright, like a spring soaked in the spring sun.

The black horse raised his neck and stood obediently, and the little girl quickly pulled the basket of flowers, cheered, and kicked the reins several times before she got herself into the saddle. The man gestured to her, and then walked leisurely towards Su Huihui, as if he knew her well.

Su Huihui doesn't remember faces, but he still remembers this ordinary half of the silver mask. She memorized the figure of this person for a while, and felt that it was not of much use, and she might not be able to meet it next time, and she might not be able to react quickly when she did.

In addition to the mask, she remembered the extremely plain wide-sleeved robe he wore in the restaurant at that time, the dark blue crown that bound his hair, and the extreme black hair color. Of course, there is also his strange pseudonym, I have never heard of anyone taking Yingshui as his surname. After staying for almost four months, she learned a little about the customs and customs of Qi country, Yingshui is the holy water of Southern Qi, which has been respected by the southern people since ancient times, and has a superb status.

Ying Zihao said: "Is the flower mask girl used to use it?"

His voice was low and his tone was slow, and he sounded extremely comfortable.

Chen Hua immediately decided: "I'll wait for you in front." ”

Su Hui had a headache today, a section of the road that could be completed with these two teas was blocked three times, and she really couldn't go back to the city if it went on like this.

"It turned out to be given by Childe, and it was very good to use, so I can't get used to it more. ”

Ying Zihao said: "It's not for the girl." ”

The corners of Su Huihui's eyes twitched, and he said politely: "How much does the son pay? ”

The room in the pharmacy was renovated by Rongfu, and the other tables and chairs did not ask her for a penny, because she thought that this flower cover that was forcibly removed from the restaurant was no exception, but he said that it was not given to her, and there was more than one meaning derived, maybe it was given to someone else?

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "But the girl doesn't have to pay for it now." ”

Su Huihui didn't bother to dig into why, and immediately said, "Thank you, son." ”

"Daddy!" shouted the little girl on the horse, "Shall we go find Uncle Rong?"

Su Hui glanced at the child, then at him, was silent for a moment, and said: "I still have some things today, I have to rush back, and I regret that I can't talk about it in detail with my son." ”

Ying Zihao answered casually, walked into the shade of the tree and took out the horse, and stretched out his hand to ask the child to give him the flower basket.

The little girl hugged the basket tightly, and missed a little osmanthus on the sandalwood wide sleeves facing her, and the flower grains were blown by the wind and fell on Su Hui's placket.

Ignoring the child's actions, he quickly got the flower basket, and then took out a blue silk handkerchief from his sleeve, wrapped it around the handle, and handed it to Su Huihui.

Su Hui was stunned for a moment, looking at the small basket that was first turned over by the horse and then robbed, and for the first time, he did not investigate its miserable appearance. His hand was raised in mid-air, and she pressed the handkerchief apprehensively, inevitably rubbing against his warm fingertips in the width of the sky.

She felt that her hands were getting colder and colder, and she must cook something to make up for it when she went back.

Ying Zihao said: "There are hosta flowers in the flower basket, the little girl once fed the horse with hosta flower sugar water, it remembers the smell, and it is close to the girl, so today it surprised the girl." ”

Su Hui warmed up and said in a cold sweat: "In this way, I won't bother with it or anything." ”

The corners of his mouth were like ripples on the surface of the lake, and a pair of eyes hid Miao Nebula under the mask.

"The girl only needs to change one preference, and naturally she won't bother with us. ”

Obviously, it means that she loves cleanliness too much, otherwise she wouldn't be surrounded by horses and couldn't turn out. Su warmed his handkerchief and forgave him for his sake.

She didn't say much, but perfunctorily agreed, and slipped to her friend with the soles of her feet.

Ying Zihao watched their backs disappear at the end of the grass path, turned back to face the water pavilion, and stared at it for a long time.

The little girl is usually tight, and occasionally lets the wind wild like a rabbit, and when she is snubbed, she yells at him to hug her. The child is still young and doesn't understand anything, and now he realizes that when he is so old, it is more worrying than that.

The five-year-old girl snuggled in his arms, calling her father softly and glutinously, but she didn't get a response, and after calling dozens of times, she changed to a series of older brothers, burrowing into his collar while calling. He was so annoyed that he carried the little rabbit down, and paced up the flat bridge alone, but when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped, and the little man dragged behind his feet snapped into the crook of his knee.

His eyebrows softened, and his mouth was still cold: "Walk well." ”

The little girl's spirit was shocked, and she changed her way to make him speak: "Ah, brother, did you write the words on that pavilion? It's so beautiful, it's really!"

He leaned over and said, "Go over there and wait for me, and I'll show you the moon at night." ”

"You apply - perfunctory, perfunctory me!"

He ignored her anymore, God knows where she learned such advanced words, whether she ran or jumped down the aisle, fell or fell, he didn't care.

Children will always judge the situation, he walked out of a distance, she was bored, consciously went ashore to fold osmanthus patterns.

Ying Zihao stood in the middle of the flat bridge, looking at the ripples that were pushed from west to east. The person standing on it looked at the water surface for a long time, as if he also floated into the distance with the sparkling water, a thatch, a fallen flower seemed to sink to the bottom of the water, and all he saw was the vast river water, which was extremely clear, but could not reflect the cold and lonely autumn light.

He came back to his senses from the endless circulation, and said with a straight eye: "You still have to accompany the waiter's daughter, I already have a problem to accompany." ”

Rong Jianchi had unconsciously walked to his side and said softly, "Lord Ling may not have a bad time in Nan'an. ”

He closed his eyes and said calmly: "Whether he is doing well or not has little to do with me now. ”

Rong Jianchi wanted to persuade him, but he answered:

"When I first met my husband, I was only two years older than Chu Ai, and I can't remember many things, but I can't remember what my husband was like back then. ”

After all, it's been about ten years now. Everything that should be done was done, and those who should have left left one by one, and he never felt that time passed quickly.

Rong Jianchi turned to say: "Although Nan'an doesn't let the Lord go, it shouldn't embarrass him, and Yue Fan is very cautious in doing things." ”

Ying Zihao said: "If he is really cautious, he will not let me find out about the head of the Tai Hospital." ”

Rong Jianchi had nothing to say, but still spoke: "We are in the light and they are in the dark, and it is not that we have no confidence to do it." ”

Ying Zihao smiled and said, "Mingzhou is becoming more and more careful, when will you drink your wine?"

Rong Jianchi replied: "Grandfather doesn't approve of me very much, and it will take some time, but it's not a bad thing." ”

"He's not a distant relative of his old friend? ”

Rong Jianchi said helplessly: "Weichen won't say anything." ”

If he didn't say it, he really didn't say it anymore, Ying Zihao was silent for a long time, and said:

"Speaking of which, my words are still taken by Mr., but I am destined to lose Mr. ”

Not only is it taking words, but also writing is taught by Ling Jieyu. In the cold winter, Layue held a very heavy porcelain, only wore a single coat, knelt and stroked with the seal body Mohua Yan Sutra, and started all over again if he made a mistake, often sweating profusely. This is the so-called unique method of practicing words in the cold door of Mr., at that time it was cold to the routine in his heart, he recalled it, only felt that he was very uncomfortable when he was young, and he did not want to practice several times.

He began to wear Canadian dollars at the age of twelve, and the guests at the crown ceremony chose the words presented by the new governor for him, but others heard that it was a gift from the saints, but they did not know how the first emperor was ashamed of him. Yue Fan put Ling Jieyu under house arrest, it is impossible to think that he will back down if he has a teacher who has a deep friendship with him, Nan'an is under house arrest is the three-rank master who has the right to appease the direct subordinates in the current dynasty, and he is the governor who returns to Beijing after the examination and is expected to return to Qingyun. The Yue Fan did not dare to clash with Fanjing head-on, and still treated the governor with three points of courtesy, but the river drum guard directly swept the dark line in the capital, and he knew best what the consequences were. Fanjing and Nan'an are like fire and water, and they can't be calm anymore after tearing their faces.

He thought there would be a day when he was glad he couldn't remember so many of his youth.

Xiao Wan saw that Rong Jianchi had been gone for a long time, so he couldn't bear to walk to the flat bridge and interrupted the silence.

Ying Zihao smiled and said, "Mingzhou has a good eye." ”

Rong Jianchi thanked him and glanced at Xiao Yun gently, and Xiao Yun immediately understood:

"I'm sorry to interrupt Childe's conversation. ”

At this time, the little girl who was playing under the wooden tree looked over here, jumped over with her legs open, turned around Xiao Wan a few times with her face up, and shook her shiny embroidered gold thread skirt.

Xiao Yun lowered his body and touched the child's soft hair: "Is this the ...... of the child?"

"The sister is spoiled by the family, and the girl is not strange. ”

Xiao Yun showed two dimples: "Little sister is so beautiful, how old is it, how do you want to call you?"

Rong Jianchi replied: "It's just past my fifth birthday. ”

The little girl hid behind her skirt and winked at her brother, and said loudly, "My sister calls me Yunyun...... It's hard to write a name. ”

Ying Zihao said: "Call it whatever you want." ”

The little girl ignored him completely.

Xiao Yun secretly said that this son has an extraordinary bearing, he came with Mingzhou with a mask, and he should be a very noble person; She wasn't used to digging deeper, and he didn't let herself ask for a reason, so he didn't think much about it.

"Sister and Uncle Rong don't go home at night? Are they at that inn......?

Xiao Yun's cheeks flushed when he listened to the child's words, and Rong Jianchi said softly:

"Did your brother let you live outside?

"I don't agree, but my uncle will take me and he won't be angry...... Isn't it?" she ran to the sandalwood robe, shaking the corners of her clothes with a repeat effort.

Rong Jianchi watched her grow so big, and treated her like his own sister, he couldn't help but be coquettish, and said to Ying Zihao: "Is it too late tomorrow?"

Ying Zihao couldn't see any emotion on her face: "She slept deeply in the middle of the night, and she wouldn't wake up no matter how she turned it." "I actually rode directly to the Chengqing Hall before the meeting.

Rong Jianchi admired his kung fu with children in his heart.

In the end, he said: "Ah Wan and I will go to the room first, Yunyun is here, let my brother take you around." ”

It was difficult for Ying Zihao to come out, and it was not a simple distraction to go to Pingshadu, and he didn't know how long to talk about at night. Before the matter in the palace was finished, he saw that he had an appointment, and it was not good to stay for a long time, so he took the little tail and followed him all the way to the outside of the city while he was resting.

He helped Xiao Yun get on the horse, the atmosphere of Nanqi was open, and it was not too out of place to ride together when there were few people, not to mention the girl he had set up in his heart. The horse walked slowly, Xiao Yun leaned on his chest and said sullenly:

"What kind of friend is it?"

He said softly, "From the palace." ”

Xiao Yun instantly understood a little, and exclaimed: "Then, that kid is ...... Eldest Princess Zhaoyi, still so young!"

He nodded and said, "The little princess is young and orphaned, but fortunately, her brother is in charge of the overall situation. ”

Xiao Yun pursed her lips and smiled: "Is it really difficult to write a name?"

Rong Jianchi said: "The upper and lower haze, the first clouds, children are really afraid of writing it." Last time, I saw that she didn't practice calligraphy well, and when she wrote, the last word became a cloud. ”

"So it's called Yunyun?" Xiao Yun suddenly remembered something, "...... Don't you shy away from it?"

Rong Jianchi said: "When the emperor was born today, the emperor issued an order, and the people don't need to avoid it, and he doesn't care about it. ”

Xiao Yun squinted at him and said, "Mingzhou, you are very ...... about your majesty."

He kicked the horse in the belly, speeding it up: "He never cares about these things, don't worry that you don't show him a courtesy." ”

When Xiao Yun saw him say this, his heart relaxed, and he planned how to let him spend more time with him at night and talk about his family.