Before dawn, several carriages drove out of the Zhuangzi where Yan Hui had fallen and headed in the direction of Tanglin. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Qingyun sat in the carriage, and behind him was Yan Zheng, who saw him off, and his titular great-grandson Yu Mo.

He didn't know if he brought an opportunity to the Yan family last night, or if he provoked a curse.

But all this seems to have been providential in the dark.

Yan Zheng stood there watching Yan Qingyun leave, and until now he didn't understand what Yan Qingyun meant by what he said.

"Grandfather, it's still a little cold outside, and my mother hasn't gotten up yet, so let's go in first." "It was his grandson who said this.

Yan Zheng looked at Yu Mo in front of him, compared with three years ago, he became more steady, humble and polite, but sometimes he felt an inexplicable awe in Yu Mo.

But why did his father deliberately instruct himself to help the person in front of him, was it because Yan Yan married into the Guogong Mansion?

However, just because of Yan Hui, he can also help.

"Go back. Yan Zheng said: "I have been here for half a month, and now it's time to go back to the city." ”

Yan Zheng said as he took the reins from the sword.

"Grandson asked people to survey the surroundings yesterday, although no suspicious person was found, but for the sake of insurance, I also asked my grandfather to allow Jian Yi to go with him, and let him take some filial piety instead of grandson. ”

Yan Zheng looked at Jian Yi on the side, he was agile and light in his actions, obviously a practitioner, although according to Yan Qingyun's speculation, that group of bandits was born in the military camp, and he should not encounter it this time, but he received Yu Mo's heart.

Yan Zheng turned over and got on the horse, and Yu Mo was about to send him away, but Yan Zheng, who was right away, spoke again.

"On the stove in the kitchen, there is the chicken soup I simmered for Yan Yan, when Yan Yan wakes up, you remember to send it to her. ”

Yan Zheng said that he was especially uneasy.

"She hates these soups and watery things the most, you must watch her drink them, and her tonics, you remember to let the lychees fry for her every day. ”

"The grandson obeyed. ”

Yan Zheng felt that there was nothing missing, so he waved his horsewhip and drove towards another road.

Jian Yi on the horse silently glanced at the master in front of him, and as soon as Yan Qingyun and Yan Zheng left, there were only two people left in this big Zhuangzi, the master and Yan Hui.

Isn't it a time and place where people are in harmony......

"Hehe~" Jian Yi couldn't help laughing, but saw Yu Mo glance at him lightly.

With just one glance, the distracting thoughts in Jianyi's mind disappeared in an instant, and he got carried away for a while, but he forgot where the master was still beside him.

"Master, Jian Yi left first. The sword clamped the horse's belly one by one, and followed Yan Zheng in front of him.

As soon as Yan Hui woke up in bed, he heard Lychee talk about Yan Qingyun's departure this morning.

"Grandfather is gone, why didn't you call me? Yan Hui just got up, and there was a seductive hoarseness in his voice.

Lychee knelt on the foot, cleaning her hands for Yanhui.

The fingertips are moist, the finger bones are thin and white, and the palms of a pair of hands are soft and tender, just a pair of hands is beautiful like this, not to mention the scenery on the bed that is more beautiful than the spring sleeping begonias.

Such a bewitching young lady, not to mention that the master doesn't want to disturb, even she can't bear it.

"Back to Mrs. Hui's words, it was the master who told the slave not to wake you up, he said that your injuries have not healed, it is not appropriate to move and be tired, if you can rest assured that the old lady will not be able to do so, and when your body is good, you can go to Tanglin to live for a few days. ”

Lychee put down the cloth towel in his hand, and after cleaning his hands, he picked up the agate grate on the side.

"Madame, what bun do you want to put on today?"

"I can't go out now, so just braid my hair. ”

Clear agate teeth, grate over the soft and smooth green silk under the hand, such beautiful hair, such a beautiful person, should comb a complex and delicate bun, with a light and gorgeous gauze skirt, go out in this season, laugh wantonly.

But Miss's years have been wasted in this small back house.

Lychee's fingers are as delicate as butterflies, dividing the green silk under her hand into several locks, starting from the heart of the swallow and continuing to braid to the end of the hair.

She took a cloisonné enamel clasp from the box and held the ends of her hair in place before picking up the jewelry case on the dressing table.

Lychee thought about it, and hugged the other box on the dressing table to Yan Hui together.

"Ma'am, do you want to wear that today?"

Yan looked back at the boxes full of jewelry, from tourmaline to diamond, from emerald to jade distraction, all of them are delicate and precious, but each one is more weighty than the other.

In the other box held by Lychee, there were a few light and thin palace flowers.

"That's it. Yan Hui pointed to one of the yellow palace flowers and said.

"Madame is really a good eye, yesterday the eldest young master only sent this palace flower, you fell in love with it at a glance today. ”

Yan Hui didn't want to refute it anymore, the reason why I picked it was just because it looked light and small, okay.

Lychee took out the palace flower, which was originally a little inconspicuous in the box, but now once it was taken out, even Yan Hui was a little surprised.

However, the thumb-sized palace flower is made up of more than a dozen goose-yellow flowers, each small flower is no bigger than a fingernail, and the center of the layered flowers is also inlaid with tender green and yellow tourmaline beads.

A small palace flower, but it exhausted the craftsman's mind.

Lychee took off the previous enamel hair buckle, and her fingers skillfully coiled the hair braid to the back of Yan Hui's head, and used a few small pearl hairpins to fix the bun, and finally pinned the goose-yellow palace flower.

Lychee took a step back and looked at Yan Hui carefully, her cheeks were like powder snow, her face was like peach blossoms, and her bright eyes were shining, which made people feel pity.

"Madam, what do you think?" Lychee took a picture in front of Yan Hui with a rhombic glass.

The original body was originally born Chu Chu moving, and now taking advantage of the goose-yellow palace flower in the hair, it was suddenly upgraded to a mixture of white lotus and green tea.

"Your wife and I are really as beautiful as ever. Yan Hui touched his cheeks and was both intoxicated and helpless, this face was born to be a woman's public enemy, and it had the effect of causing trouble.

Yan Hui looked like this, but he looked at the lychee opposite and laughed.

"Madame, you are much more beautiful than flowers. ”

Lychee lowered the mirror and opened the closed window on the side.

Although the breath was still a little cold, the morning light was bright outside the window, and a few magpies were jumping around on the branches that had already sprouted buds.

"Madam, the weather is really nice today, and when you have eaten breakfast, the slave maid will help you to walk in the courtyard." Although Yan Hui didn't say it, Lychee knew that Yan Hui had already suffocated.

Yan Hui is naturally a hundred willing in her heart, she is about to stay in this bed to grow mushrooms, they all say that it is not easy to recuperate, and it is very hard for her to pretend to be sick, if she can, she would have wanted to be like those magpies, bouncing outside.

It's rare that Yan Zheng is gone, and Lychee is so caring, she just wants to finish breakfast quickly and go out to let off steam.

"Lychee, what are you going to eat today?" Yan Zheng is gone, she doesn't have to drink those strange tonics anymore...... Right?

"The master made chicken soup for you in the stove this morning, and the slave maid will go and see how it is cooked. ”

Chicken soup?

Before Yan Hui could open his mouth to change dishes, he heard Yu Mo's voice outside the door......