In the warm pavilion, a pot of fine azure tea after the rain is boiling and bubbling white. The fragrance fills the room.

Yang Yuhong sat in the ebony Taishi chair in his early fours.

Yang Yao and Shi Shi sat on a small kang with a small rosewood table in the middle.

Shi folded his hands in front of his chest, secretly twisting a purple narrow-sleeved jacket embroidered with rich peonies.

Yang Yuhong lowered his head and stroked the patterns on the chair, as if he was studying some interesting object.

Yang Yao's eyes also wandered.

The atmosphere was really low. Ay. After all, it's a life, and even if you want to alleviate this embarrassment, you can't open your mouth.

Yang Yao's gaze swept over the purple again.

The long, white fingers that tightly twisted the corners of the jacket were already flushed red.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his face slightly.

A pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes were hanging down on her still fair and delicate face, and her lupine-like eyelashes trembled gently.

His heart moved.

There was another hint of heartache.

She has always been a proud and powerful woman. She has never sighed and felt sorry for herself, but now she has this panicked look.

At the end of the day, it's him who is bad.

The past is frosty. I hope he has put down his burden and still has time to pick up the old feelings and warmth.

His gaze tightened over her.

Shi Shi was uncomfortable by this strange and familiar and hot eyes. The feather eyelashes trembled even more. Both ears are also slowly dyed with rouge.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the boiling teapot in front of her, and tried to avoid the scorching hurried lifting of her feet.

Maybe he was panicked by Yang Yao, so he forgot to use a handkerchief, and directly used his hand to hold the crane-shaped gilt copper kettle with a long mouth that had been burned!

"Ahh Shi Shi's hand was burned as soon as he lifted it, and he let go in an instant, the copper kettle fell to the ground, and the hot water splashed out!

Shi Shi, who thought that he would definitely be burned at this moment, but closed his eyes, but the next moment he heard a hoarse voice, "Be careful!"

A pair of strong hands had wrapped around her waist and spun around quickly. Out of the place.

After a flicker, he was placed on the small kang by Yang Yao.

"Did you get burned?"

Yang quickly squatted down to check her legs. Until he took a closer look at her legs and feet, he hurriedly grabbed her hands and looked. The slender fingers are like jade peeling onions, white and smooth. The left hand is intact, but the middle three fingers of the right hand have Yin Hong's imprint!

His pupils shrank as he saw it.

He twisted his sword eyebrows and looked up at the beautiful phoenix eyes.

There was a faint shimmer of water inside, but his face was a little dull.

"Ah Zhen, doesn't it hurt?" He exhaled softly as he looked at her nervously.

"Don't be afraid! There is badger oil in the study, so I will take it and apply it to you immediately, and it will not hurt immediately. ”

Then he turned his head and shouted out to someone to fetch the oil.

Almost immediately, someone handed him a small silver iron box. He didn't even look back to see who handed it over, so he immediately unscrewed it, picked the faint yellow greasy oil with the tips of his fingers, and smeared it on the little bit of rainbow color. He applied it very lightly and carefully. He also exhaled softly.

Shi's fingertips trembled slightly.

She bit her lip and stared at the top of her black hair, which had been stained with silver frost. The man's eager look, his pityful eyes, his gentle comfort and coaxing, and such a cherished touch, were as they were when they were newly married yesterday.

A kind of bitterness and pain that had been lost and regained came over in an instant. The water in the already rippling phoenix eyes is even better, and it is about to come out!

Noticing her trembling, he quickly looked up at her. The crystal and bitten white lips pinched his heart even more.

She never shed a tear! It must have hurt badly, right?!

He always makes her hurt!

Yang Yao's heart shrank.

His arms involuntarily wrapped around her waist, and she sat on the edge of the small kang and hugged her steadily.

Shi's exclamation was hidden in his arms.

The familiar scent of hair rushed into his breath, and he was shaken. His large, slender and powerful hand trembled a little and stroked her green silk.

"Ah Zhen, it will be better soon, it won't hurt anymore, it won't hurt!"

The long-lost tenderness, the long-lost nickname, the tears and love that she desperately held back suddenly poured out like a torrent.

A chill came from his chest, a faint whimper. Yang Yao hurriedly wanted to look down. was tightly pulled by the collar by a pair of plain hands.

She buried her head tightly in his arms. Whispered whimpering and crying to himself.

Yang Yao helped her head several times but didn't pull her out, and he was afraid that he would hurt her too hard, so he had to let her.

Listening to the low whimper, it was like a small needle like a cow's hair piercing the heart, itching and painful.

He became more and more anxious.

But it can't. I had to gently pat her thin back while whispering "Ah Zhen"!

…

Yang Yuhong looked at the pair of parents who had completely forgotten that there was his son in the house and hugged each other, and couldn't help but hold his forehead and shake his head.

He walked out gently, and after instructing the door to be watched so that no one would disturb him, he slowly paced towards the Golden Sleeve Alley.

The corners of his lips slowly raised.

After the clouds disappear and the rain falls, the room will be full of incense, and it will be happy!