Taking out the key, Lin Wan'er didn't figure out the lock that the key corresponded to for a long time, and said to herself with some annoyance: "Who hates it so much and locks so many locks on the door?" "It seems that he has completely forgotten that he locked these locks himself.

Zhao Qian waited a little impatiently outside the small courtyard: "Wan'er, hurry up, I don't wear much when I go out of the palace, it's cold!" ”

"Well deserved!" Lin Wan'er said fiercely, but the speed of finding the key in her hand was unconsciously faster: "You go back to the carriage first, I open the door and you come in." ”

"There was no carriage, I came running." Zhao Qian replied.

Lin Wan'er didn't believe it, the distance from the palace to the small courtyard was still a little far, and she ran over with her legs, but it didn't take a lot of time: "You just brag!" ”

Zhao Qian smiled, through the door, and revealed his true nature, the fault of chattering was committed, and he talked endlessly, saying that his people gave him the nickname "Shenxing Taibao Xiao Dai Zong", and the journey of one hundred and eighty miles was minute by minute, and all kinds of small jokes were like beans sprinkled on the ground, popping out one by one.

Lin Wan'er's hands trembled with laughter, and she didn't insert the key into the lock hole several times.

Feelings such a mysterious and mysterious thing, it takes time to precipitate and accumulate, accumulate thick and thin, and then show it in the subtleties of the details, Chong Guan is angry for the red face, the sea vows are feelings, and the natural expression of bits and pieces is also emotion, the spring breeze blows the face, moisturizing things silently, meticulously, not intense, but long.

Zhao Gan's voice suddenly disappeared outside the door, Lin Wan'er put her ear to the door and asked, "Zhao Gan?" Without answering, Lin Wan'er was surprised in her heart. It can't be that he was kidnapped by some assassin, and he couldn't even speak, so he waited for himself to open the door. By the way, he also caught himself.

Lin Wan'er asked again: "Zhao Gan?" ”

Still no one answered, but a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind and patted Lin Wan'er's shoulder, Lin Wan'er was excited, shouted "I'll fight", and then used both hands and feet, attacking with all her strength, and suddenly appeared behind her with a kick and a punch. That kick was dodged by the other party. But the angle of that punch was too tricky, and in the process of attacking, there was also an upward angle.

"Oops!" The man covered his bruised eyes. stomped her foot in pain: "Lin Wan'er, when will you be able to change this problem of beating people?" ”

Lin Wan'er smiled, hugged her fists, and looked at Zhao Gan, who had suffered from the unwarranted disaster again: "Hehe." Excuse me. Where did you know you were in. By the way, how did you get in? ”

Zhao Qian pointed to the courtyard wall: "Climbed in." ”

Lin Wan'er only found out at this time that Zhao Qian was wearing a white pajamas, and a little sweat was oozing from his brows, because he climbed the wall, and the white pajamas were stained with a lot of mud, which looked both wolf and funny. The pajamas on Zhao Qian's body were made according to the style before the crossing, and they should have been made by himself when he had nothing to do.

"I don't have pajamas yet, but you're on." Lin Wan'er muttered in her heart.

There was sweat on his brow though. But he couldn't hold back the small wind blowing, and Zhao Qian tightened the pajamas on his body: "Sister." Don't look at it, if you also want a piece of clothing that I will make for you, give me a warmer dress first, and I will freeze to death. ”

"Oh", Lin Wan'er turned her head and entered the room, it was late at night, everyone was already asleep, and as a last resort, Lin Wan'er could only take out a quilt and throw it to Zhao Gan.

Zhao Qian shook his head and began to take off his pajamas, his upper body was bare, and his lower body was only a pair of shorts.

Lin Wan'er screamed and covered her eyes with her hands, but the afterglow of her eyes could see one or two along the cracks between her fingers, and of course she would see one or two: "What are you going to do?!" ”

Zhao Qian rolled his eyes: "It's dirty, I don't want the quilt to be dirty." He took off his pajamas, threw them aside, wrapped the quilt around his body, stretched out two fingers and gently touched the eye sockets that were beaten by Lin Wan'er, and grinned in pain: "I still remember when I first arrived in Lanzhou, you gave me a stick, and then on the night of the Lantern Festival Poetry Meeting, you beat me with a stick again, plus today, a total of three times, but three things." ”

The past of Lanzhou is vivid, like a silent movie, with a different color, played frame by frame, Zhao Qian suddenly appeared on a rainy day, sick in bed, the silver money of the New Year, the publication of "The Legend of the West Chamber", go to the north of Lanzhou to collect silkworm cocoons, just like a different world, it is also very fun.

Lin Wan'er sat there and swayed back and forth, like a tumbler: "You forgot once, once the fifth child commented that you were only worth three copper plates, and you roared in the middle of the night, and I beat you with a stick." ”

"Ha, if you don't say it, I forgot this time." Zhao Gan's whole body was wrapped in the quilt, and he also swayed back and forth with Lin Wan'er, and then asked a question: "Wan'er, are you hungry?" ”

Lin Wan'er touched her stomach, she was really a little hungry: "What to eat?" ”

"Hot pot?"

"Good!" Lin Wan'er is a little lazy, but she is a hard-working little bee in terms of eating, not too troublesome, not too trivial, if Lin Wan'er can show a small half of her diligence in other things, such as writing "The Story of Stones", then Lin Wan'er at this time could have been renamed "Lin Gengxing".

Take out the hot pot from the kitchen, add water, set up a fire, Lin Wan'er put a few eggs in first, Zhao Qian wanted to help, just got together, most of the life on his body had fallen off, and he was busy wrapping his life around his body to avoid spring.

Lin Wan'er threw a cabbage in front of Zhao Gan: "Picked." Then he squatted aside to clean enoki mushrooms and small rape, cut sweet potatoes, lined up sausages, set a small plate of beef, put lettuce in it, and adjusted the slurry, Zhao Gan didn't eat the most delicious coriander in the world, Lin Wan'er made him a small bowl of coriander sauce without coriander, and fell down heavily in front of Zhao Gan: "Don't cook, it's quite a lot of requirements." ”

"Who said I didn't cook." Zhao Qian pointed to the cabbage not far away: "I picked them all." He pointed to the table again: "I wiped it." ”

Lin Wan'er rolled her eyes, lifted the lid of the pot, and a wave of heat rose, blowing hot air, scooping up three eggs with a spoon, wrapping them in a towel, and forming a ball: "Raise your head." ”

Zhao Qian asked rhetorically, "What are you doing?" You're going to stone me? ”

"Cut, smash you, with eggs? The beauty you want. Lin Wan'er said disdainfully, and then pulled Zhao Gan's head. Gently blew the bruises in his eye sockets: "Use a hot egg to warm it, and relive the meridians to remove the bruises." The people in the palace of tomorrow in the province saw that you, the three princes, had big bags under their eyes, and those who did good things pressed me with rules and wanted to cut off my head. ”

As he spoke, he carefully put the hot egg on Zhao Gan's eye socket, and Zhao Qian was so painful that he inhaled the cool air, and he was very obscene.

Lin Wan'er stopped her movements and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

Zhao Qian shook his head cheaply: "It's very comfortable." ”

At this time, Zhao Qian could see Lin Wan'er's big eyes flickering and blinking, and every eyelash could be seen clearly. A pair of small hands that are not slender and slightly chubby are holding eggs, no wonder they don't use a good brush, it turns out to be congenital insufficiency. The fingers are not slender enough, and it is not possible to play the guitar even if you want to. Lin Wan'er jumped out with one or two naughty hairs and dangled in front of Zhao Gan, like a naughty elf. Itchy.

The breath she exhaled also spread on Zhao Gan's face. Exhale the orchid, which makes people intoxicated.

As a result, Zhao Qian felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and a heat wave ran through his body, which was exciting and throbbing.

Lin Wan'er put down the egg and looked at Zhao Gan's eyes with satisfaction, and at a closer distance, she found that Zhao Gan's skin was too good. It is white and delicate, like an egg that has just been peeled. It's just a little red: "Why is your face red?" ”

Zhao Qian stretched out his hand and touched his face, and said with some panic: "Is there one?" It may be that the quilt is too thick and hot, hehe. ”

Lin Wan'er didn't doubt him, peeled the eggs, and handed them to Zhao Gan: "Don't waste it, a meal and a grain are not easy to come by, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Gan forcibly suppressed that impulse, although it could be classified as a normal reaction, but Zhao Qian still felt weird, as if he had eaten too much instant noodle seasoning, and the taste was too strong.

The two were eating hot pot together, and they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly in the mist, Lin Wan'er was very happy to eat, or the sweet potatoes were delicious, crisp and sweet, dipped in some of the sauce they had prepared, and the taste was excellent.

Like a penguin, Zhao Qian clumsily stretched out his arm from the quilt, fished out a piece of mutton in the pot, dipped it in seasoning, put it on a lettuce leaf, sprinkled some green onions and coriander on the mutton, rolled it into a circle, and handed it to Lin Wan'er: "What are the kings of Xiliang and the general doing in the small courtyard today?" ”

Taking the meat roll rolled by Zhao Gan, Lin Wan'er ate it beautifully: "King Xiliang came to the courtyard because he was curious, it seems that His Royal Highness Xu Yunfeng, the prince of Xiliang, has been to Lanzhou, so he came to the courtyard." The general, one is the second boss, and on the other hand, he is also a fan of "The Stone" who came to the courtyard as a guest. ”

"It can't be that simple." Zhao Qian fished out the fried tofu he had just put down in the pot, but he didn't find it after looking for a long time: "These two are famous generals in the world, and they didn't go to the palace to meet their father when they entered the capital, but they came to your small courtyard, which is unreasonable." ”

In the end, Zhao Qian still didn't find the fried tofu: "Besides, as soon as I arrived in the small courtyard, an assassin appeared, and things shouldn't be so simple." ”

Lin Wan'er couldn't care so much: "You people who have been in the palace for too long, you talk all day long, you can make conspiracy theories about everything, you eat at a Hongmen banquet, you smile with a knife hidden in your smile, and a sentence or two of flattering you is a honey-bellied sword." ”

Zhao Qian shook his head: "Maybe I'm too sensitive." "Or that it's a matter of concern.

Lin Wan'er was full, leaned on the chair contentedly, and for a moment in a trance, she looked at the Zhao Qian in front of her who was not Zhao Gan, but the person who kept saying that she loved me and abandoned herself ruthlessly-Gong Wei. She would feel embarrassed to get along with Zhao Gan, because sometimes she herself couldn't help but see Zhao Qian as Gong Wei and was at a loss.

At this time, Zhao Gan's every move was too similar to Gong Wei before the crossing, and it gave people exactly the same feeling. Lin Wan'er began to doubt very early, since when? Probably started from Lanzhou, Zhao Gan didn't give himself a reason, he believed him without hesitation, just like his trust in Gong Wei before crossing - when he felt that the time was ripe, he would promise himself ten miles of peach blossoms, the four seas as his home, and wander the world.

Lin Wan'er couldn't believe her eyes, closed her eyes and shook her head, opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Gan again, still like Gong Wei, she tentatively and cautiously asked, "Gong Wei?" ”

If Zhao Qian is really Gong Wei, he will subconsciously expose himself, such as subtle changes in his expression. Lin Wan'er has been observing his expression since she called out the name "Gong Wei".

But Zhao Qian was still concentrating on fishing for his own piece of fried tofu in the hot pot, without any fluctuations in emotion, calm as usual: "Wan'er, what did you just say?" I didn't hear clearly. ”

A little lost, but also a little relieved, Lin Wan'er shook her head and said in a casual and nonchalant tone: "Eat your hot pot." "Zhao Qian is not Gong Wei, he didn't know him before he crossed over, and his story was just: The person I love doesn't love me. (To be continued......)