When Geng Xiwu returned to Beijing yesterday, he first entered the palace to resume his life, because he went to the camp in the western suburbs to test the newly arrived batch of armaments, and by the way, he trained a soldier, and the effect was not bad, so the Zhenwu Emperor Longyan Dayue rewarded him again, and mentioned the banquet of the Qi Palace, so that he could go to join in the fun if he had nothing to do. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Moreover, he probably knew that he would inevitably drink when he went to socialize, and he deliberately exempted him from the early dynasty, so he was still in the house at this hour.

Lan Xi secretly said, I am afraid that Geng Xiwu is not the only one who went to the Qi Palace's mansion to entertain yesterday, is it possible that everyone's early dynasty is exempted today? Naturally, it was impossible, so Lan Xi thought that it seemed that this time the saint was really very happy, and he was concerned about whether he would be drunk or not, and he would not be able to go to the early dynasty, but he was afraid that the saint's own sons might not have this treatment!

However, Lan Xi is very grateful for the grace of the saint, after all, they have not seen each other for several days, and they are really happy to be able to get along with each other today with a breakfast.

After breakfast, Geng Xiwu still had some things to deal with, so he went to the yamen. Lan Xi was also busy dealing with family affairs, Qingpingju was fine, and it was also a routine trivial matter, but because Geng Xikai married a pair this time, since it was a flat wife, and both families could not afford to offend, this dowry naturally could not be distinguished, and the result of a bowl of water was a morning time, and Lan Xi was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground. When he was finally able to rest and take a breath, Lan Xi sighed while pounding his sorely calves, didn't the Shen family expect that there would be today, so he threw this mess to her early?

Just thinking wildly, there were two figures walking quickly one after the other, it was Yuexiang beside Fangcao and Geng Xiwu.

Lan Xi excused the two of them from the courtesy, and naturally looked at Yue Xiang first, "But what's the matter?" ”

"If you go back to Mrs., you have a party that you can't push away today, I'm afraid I'll come back later, so I deliberately came back to inform Mrs. that you don't have to wait for her."

Lan Xi smiled at the corner of his mouth, what do you want to do to report it, this is also a good progress! While thinking about it, he already asked Fangcao to reward Yuexiang. Yuexiang was not ambiguous, and simply thanked the reward, saying that the master was still waiting for him to serve, and left in a hurry.

Lan Xi turned his head with a smile on his face, looked at Fangcao and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Fangcao took out a letter from her cuff and replied, "Madam, I don't know who sent a letter." ”

The envelope was written with a few words written by Mrs. Hou Shizi of Jingbei, Lan Xi looked over, her eyebrows frowned slightly, although she and Zhao Yu were at most respectful in her previous life, but she had been a husband and wife for so many years, it was impossible for her to not even recognize his handwriting. What did he want to do?

To be honest, now Lan Xi doesn't want to meet Zhao Yu again, and for a moment, she was almost about to open her mouth to ask Fangcao to burn the letter, but when the words came to her lips, after thinking about it, she hesitated again.

Fangcao took the letter and felt a little strange, although her wife looked weak, but her temperament was tough and resolute, it was rare to see her hesitate for so long in front of a letter. Isn't it...... Is this letter a bit tricky? Fangcao regretted it a little, she thought it was just a letter, nothing to worry about, so she took it directly to Madame, knowing that she should have discussed it with Mother Qin first.

As Lan Xi was silent for a long time, Fang Cao's expression became more uneasy, and after a long while, Lan Xi finally spoke, "Give it to me!" ”

Open the letter, the snow-white letterhead, no matter how ordinary, there is only a line of ink on the note, it is really Zhao Yu's handwriting, a decent line of writing, only in the pen looming sharp, the words are like their people, as expected.

Lan Xi put away his chaotic thoughts and looked quietly, but in one sentence, "In Wutong, Xianyue Tower, Pan Qing will meet." ”

He actually asked her to meet? Why did he think that she was a married woman, and that he could see her if he wanted to? And why did he think that after all that had happened, she would see him again? Lan Xi could hardly resist tearing the letterhead to shreds, but she couldn't.

The phoenix's eyes widened, staring at a flower painted with cinnabar at the bottom of the line.

In his previous life, two years after marrying Zhao Yu, forehead makeup became popular in Beijing. Once, Zhao Yu was interested for some reason, and he took a pen to describe such a flower for her. Du Ruo, that is a flower that only exists in the south, Lan Xi has not been disappointed in him again and again at that time, and there is still a trace of thought in his heart, at that time he thought that he had her in his heart, because she grew up in the south. Therefore, she learned to copy the flower vividly, the same as what he painted, and wore makeup on his forehead every day, but he never looked at it again. Lan Xi only came to a trance at that time, he grew up in the capital since he was a child, but he knew Du Ruo, who grew up in the south, I am afraid that it was because he wanted to go back to his father's fiefdom, right? Where does it have anything to do with her?

However, she had copied that flower thousands of times, and she had seen it countless times in the outer mirror on her forehead, and at this moment, she recognized it at a glance.

But...... What did he mean by drawing such a flower on this letterhead? There is a chill running up the spine. Some ideas were about to come out, but Lan Xi shook his head vigorously, shaking it away before it could take shape. No! That's ridiculous, it's impossible. What's more, in the few meetings with Zhao Yu in the past, he didn't have the slightest abnormality. It should be impossible. Maybe...... It's just his habit to paint this flower.

"Ma'am?" When Lan Xi was trying to convince herself, Fangcao looked at her suddenly pale face without a trace of blood, and was frightened, and hurriedly shouted in a low voice.

Lan Xi could still hear the sound, and raised his head in a daze, but his eyes were scattered.

"Ma'am? What happened to you? Is there something uncomfortable? Fangcao asked worriedly.

Lan Xi didn't answer, she lowered her head and looked at the letterhead in her hand, her eyes were still dazed and afraid, but her face calmed down a little.

Fangcao was scared in her heart, feeling that Mrs. was too wrong, and was about to turn around and go out to call Qin's mother, but Lan Xi opened her mouth again. The voice was faint, a little unreal, "Fangcao, you go and ask someone to prepare the carriage, I have something to do, I want to go out." ”

Fangcao hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and quickly retreated. She knew that something must have happened, but after serving by her wife's side for so many years, she had at least learned that she should not ask, so she kept her mouth shut.

And Lan Xi, squeezed the letterhead in her hand tightly, the flower wrinkled in her palm, she raised her face, although her face was still pale, her eyes slowly condensed because of firmness. Although she felt impossible, she was really relieved not to be sure. Moreover, she also wants to know, try your best, Zhao Yu, what do you want to do? Isn't it because you still refuse to let me go?