Is it for the happiness of her daughter, or for the future of the Hou Mansion? Looking at the bright and clear eyebrows of the concubine star, he slowly got up, helped the old lady, and came under the altar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Son, is this the Lord of the Watch?" The old lady stood under the altar, looking at Xi Yu, who was carefully explaining things to Yan Xiaoqi, only to feel that the legend in the market was a bit exaggerated, didn't it say that the face of the Lord was like a crown of jade, and the eyes were like a celestial man? How does it seem so ordinary?

"Yes." Zhao Shuguang put it on Yan Xiaoqi, and he didn't think much about the true meaning of his mother's words.

The old lady was very disappointed in her heart, originally, she also wanted to take advantage of this ceremony to have a good relationship with the viewer, and after she went back, she would have more conversations with the old sisters when she showed off, but the face of the viewer seemed to be able to melt into the world at any time, how could she have a clear conscience and boast?

The mother and son waited under the altar, just waiting for Xi Yu and Yan Xiaoqi to finish explaining the matter, and went over to express their gratitude and respect.

"The apprenticeship has ended, you can go home with your family later, or you can continue to stay in the temple."

Xi Yu had some understanding in his heart because of Yan Xiaoqi's previous words, and there were too many questions to seek answers, and he didn't want to wait for a moment. So even in this mortal realm, he couldn't wait for a short retreat.

"Has the master been watching?" The word master always makes her feel inexplicably intimate, and the more she screams, the more smooth she becomes, and she has to bring these two words every time she speaks.

"I'll be in the view, but I have some feelings in the near future and need to retreat," Xi Yu seemed to know what she was thinking, and added: "Don't worry about your family affairs, it's too late to talk about it when I get out." ”

"Good. Then I'll go back to my house with my father in the afternoon. "She can walk sideways in the view, just because she is covered by Xi Yu and people are in retreat, so it is better for her not to continue to be an eyesore here.

The master and apprentice discussed the follow-up arrangements, stepped down from the altar one after the other, and Zhao Shu, who was standing below, helped the old lady to hurry over.

There was no difference between the Hou Mansion and when she left, only half a month, even the cloth towel on the head of Mrs. Xu, who was the gatekeeper, had not been changed. Yan Xiaoqi returned to the courtyard, and before she had time to drink saliva, she received a rumor that the legendary grandfather wanted to see her.

Yong'an Hou? Yan Xiaoqi looked at the Taoist robe on his body, thought about it for a while, didn't change it, only put the Taoist bun back up, and followed the little girl to the front yard with Xiangling.

The study room where the male master of the house reads and studies and deals with affairs is in the front yard, Yan Xiaoqi followed the little girl along the path in the house, turned left and walked around for a while, and then entered a yard with a few green bamboos.

"Miss Seven, Master Hou is waiting for you in the house." Standing in front of the door, the little girl bowed slightly to her very respectfully, and raised her hand to signal, this kind of treatment had never been seen before her apprenticeship.

Yan Xiaoqi clenched his fists a little nervously, pushed the door and walked in, and saw Yong'an Hou Zhao Xing sitting behind the mahogany bookcase, holding a pen and writing something on the bamboo paper with the width of his palm.

She stood a few steps away from the bookcase very well, waiting for Zhao Xing to finish writing the note in her hand. It's just that after the time of a cup of tea passed, Zhao Xing finished writing the note, took out a brocade box from the bookshelf, took out a volume from it, and studied it carefully.

Yan Xiaoqi stood for a while and felt that her feet began to sore and sore again, she had eaten too well in the Taoist temple during this time, her whole body was a lot fatter, and the weight of her whole body was pressed on her feet that had fallen over the root of the disease, and when the time of incense passed, the soles of her feet had begun to sting.

She just felt that it was too stupid to wait like this, and that things like impressions and favorites were always too vague, and she didn't seem to be able to get them at all.

Cocking the corners of her mouth with self-deprecation, she moved her feet to let the soreness go a little, and then raised her head to look at Zhao Xing, the Marquis of Yongping, who was looking at her.

She bowed slightly expressionlessly: "Master Hou." ”

Hou Ye? This title made Zhao Xing raise his eyebrows slightly in dissatisfaction, even if he just intended to sharpen her temperament, he shouldn't change to such an alienated title.

"I'm your grandfather."

Knowing that it was his grandfather who was still doing this, Yan Xiaoqi pulled the corners of his mouth very facelessly, and the urge to roll his eyes couldn't be restrained: "Grandfather." ”

It seems that the temperament is not grinding enough!

Zhao Xing put down the scroll in his hand: "Are you still used to it in the Taoist temple?" ”

This is obviously an opening polite remark, but Yan Xiaoqi spread his hands and looked serious: "It's good, at least it's better than the house, you know that I am a concubine, and no one cares about it in the house, everything depends on people's faces, and if there is a master in the Taoist temple, it will be much more comfortable." ”

What do you mean by that? What do you mean!

Zhao Xing held a mouthful of old blood in his chest, if Zhao Shu was here, he could slap it.

Didn't you just let her stand for a while? Zhao Xing's face was slightly red and he was about to say something, when he saw Yan Xiaoqi's small mouth and said, "Grandfather, can I find a place to sit for a while?" You probably don't know, last winter, on the coldest day of the heavy snowfall, I went to greet my mother, and I was left in the front hall and waited for two hours, well, just like now, I had to stand and have nowhere to do it.

"There was not even a brazier in the hall, it was so cold that it was a little cold, and then I asked a doctor at random to not even use much medicine, and this foot fell into trouble, walking a little more, or standing for a while will hurt very much, you see, now it is already swollen again, and it is not good to be found by the maids, right?

"I can't come to see my grandfather once, and when I go back, the old disease will come back, right?

"So, grandfather, look, where am I supposed to sit?"

Yan Xiaoqi didn't care how ugly Zhao Xing's face became, anyway, she was not happy, so everyone would be fine together.

When did the masters of all sizes in this house look at her? Even the people in Xu's room can face her with their nostrils, and when they come to this meeting, this person still wants to beat her, really when she is dough, she can knead the appearance they want!

Bah!

How many years has no one dared to speak to him like that? The villain has the ambition, the villain has the ambition! Is the young lady of their Yong'an Hou Mansion like this?

Zhao Xing looked at the back of the chair, his face had completely sunk, he knocked under the bookcase, and after a while, the little guy who had just led the way pushed the door and walked in: "Go and bring a chair to Miss Seven." ”

The little girl glanced at Yan Xiaoqi in surprise, and quickly retracted his gaze and turned around and walked out.

"At the end of the year, it's time for Ah Nuan to be in time, right?" Zhao Xing looked at Yan Xiaoqi, who was sitting not far away, and suddenly had the illusion that his sense of superiority as an elder had been leveled.

Yan Xiaoqi nodded, there was still half a year.

"Grandfather doesn't go around in circles like you, you are a reasonable girl," Zhao Xing looked at her deeply: "The eighth prince wants to marry the mansion, the three girls of the right age in the mansion, your identity is the most suitable to be the princess, so my grandfather has already responded to the eighth prince's side a few days ago, and now he is only waiting for the edict of marriage." ”

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