Seeing that Zikou's lips were a little white from the wind, Du Weiwei's hand tightened, and pulled Zikou behind him: "The wind is so strong, next time, you don't need to wait for me." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zikou's body was already blown by the wind, but she stomped her feet again, and showed a bright smile at Du Wei: "It's okay, Zikou is willing to wait for the princess." ”

A helpless smile slipped across his mouth, Du Wei stretched out his hand, untied his wide cloak, and raised it towards Zikou: "Come." ”

Zikou was stunned for a moment, but did not react.

Du Weiwei didn't say much, turned around directly, walked to Zikou's side, stretched the cloak open, and wrapped Zikou in the cloak.

"Princess! How can this be ......" Zikou's eyes widened suddenly, and she hurriedly shirked it in her hands.

Du Weiwei's hand on Zikou's shoulder suddenly exerted force, smiled at her, and walked straight into the distance.

Seeing that the princess insisted on this, Zikou only felt a warm feeling in her heart, and a deep smile rose on her lips, so she walked out with the princess in a cloak.

Along the way, Du Weiwei was very close and careful, and a large part of the cloak was draped on Zikou's body.

Zikou didn't know, but felt that her body was getting warmer and warmer.

"Fenggu Festival, how long is it?" The two of them walked side by side, and Du Weiwei's words also fell gently in Zikou's ears.

Zikou blinked her eyes, looked in the direction of the sky, thought for a while, and then replied: "There should be ten more days." ”

"Ten Heavenly ......" lowered his head and groaned for a moment, and Du Weiwei was silent again.

Zikou still wanted to ask something, raised her eyes, and had already walked to the place where there was a house, ran out of Du Weiwei's cloak, and Zikou's crisp voice asked: "Princess, what do you want to eat today, Zikou will do it." ”

Du Weiwei was still in a state of keeping his head down, as if he hadn't heard Zikou's words.

Stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Du Weiwei's eyes, and Zikou's voice asked, "Princess?" ”

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Du raised his head slightly and looked at Zikou: "What?" ”

Zikou's expression became obviously playful: "The princess doesn't listen to Zikou well!" ”

With a doting smile on his lips, Du Weiwei stretched out his hand as usual to knock Zikou's head, Zikou's figure flashed extremely fast, and he ran out several steps at once.

Du smiled helplessly, but suddenly remembered something, the smile dissipated, and his voice was deep: "Go back and remember, allocate some silver taels from the dark pavilion to Lu Lang." ”

Hearing Du Weiwei's command, Zikou also put away her laughter and nodded in response.

When he raised his eyes again, Du Weiwei realized that he had already walked to He Xiao's study.

Instantly remembered that one day after he married He Xiao before, he complained to him that there were only military books in the room, but he didn't think that the next day, all the military books on the bookshelf disappeared, and all of them were replaced with dictionaries. At that time, I was also moved by a lot of emotion in my heart.

Raising his hand, he had already pushed open the door of the study.

Turning around, he smiled at Zikou: "I'm not hungry yet, you go back first to buy some clothes and eat something." When I'm hungry, I'll go back. ”

Zikou stood in place, her expression a little depressed, but she still nodded obediently and retreated.

In the study, there is a huge desk at the east end, a keel pen holder is placed upright on one side, on the plum-shaped inkstone, there is an ink strip inlaid with glass, and on the right side of the inkstone, it is a square fist-sized box.

Du Weiwei's eyes slid one by one, the bookshelves were extremely high, they had reached the roof, and on one side of the wall, there was a wooden ladder.

In the center of the room is a circular bookshelf, which is surrounded by paper books.

Du Weiwei walked slowly around the circular bookshelf and found the law of book placement.

On the circular bookshelf are all books written by ancient sages, on the left side is the military book, on the right side is miscellaneous talk, and in the front, there are all kinds of calligraphy and picture scrolls.

Looking around the bookshelf, Du Weiwei slowly paced to the desk at the east end and sat down, on the table, there was a calligraphy and picture album, on which the three vigorous and powerful words of "Beauty Volume" were written.

His brows furrowed slightly, Du Weiwei's heart tightened slightly, He Xiao, there is still such a habit?

Touching the album with his hand, but he didn't dare to open it for a long time, Du Weiwei struggled for a long time before he suddenly took a deep breath and opened the calligraphy album.

It's just that as soon as I opened the first page, my expression was stunned.

Because the woman on the first page is herself.

It was his appearance when he danced "The Old Man Encounter" during He Xiao's dust washing banquet.

The surprise in his heart was greater than the joy, and Du Wei became a little cautious and began to flip back.

On the second page, it's still me.

It's what it looks like when you add it yourself.

His hands were already trembling a little, and Du Wei no longer hesitated and began to flip back.

The third, fourth, fifth...... A full twenty pages of paintings, all of them, are myself.

Du Weiwei only felt a great regret in his heart, He Xiao actually remembered his appearance.

If you don't get moved, how can you say it's possible.

I only felt that my heart was pounding faster and faster, Du stood up slightly, stretched out his hand and slapped his already somewhat enthusiastic face, and when he turned back, he had already closed the album.

With his hand on the album, he rubbed the three characters of the beauty scroll for a long time.

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In a happy mood, Du Weiwei went straight to find a dictionary from behind him to read.

Nestled in a chair covered with a thick blanket, Du Weiwei's thoughts were all silent in the dictionary.

It wasn't until I finished reading the last poem that I put down the dictionaries, my body was up, my arms were wrapped, and my eyes fell straight on the small box next to the inkstone.

His eyes were empty for a long time, and Du Weiwei slowly came back to his senses, stared at the box, and finally stretched out his hand and picked it up.

The box was about the size of Du Weiwei's fist, not heavy, and before it was opened, Du Weiwei speculated that it might be a delicate brush wash inside.

But I didn't think about it, as soon as I opened it, my heart suddenly stopped.

Lying inside the box was a golden seal.

With a slight frown, Du Weiwei stepped out and took the golden seal out of the box.

It's just that as soon as Jin Xi started, Du Weiwei's eyes slid over Li Nim suddenly.

It's, it's fake.

Du Weiwei has been learning to know all kinds of things from Mu Dai since she was a child, even if there are some things that she can't do, but at least, she knows it.

As soon as the golden seal was held in his hand, Du Weiwei immediately knew that this was a fake, even if it was just gold of this size, it should be extremely weighty, but the golden seal in his hand was extremely light.

After weighing it in his hand several times, Du Weiwei put the golden seal back into the box again, it seems that he has to wait for He Xiao to come back and ask, is this golden seal being transferred? (To be continued.) )