"Brother." Han Xuanshi interrupted the quiet contest between the two men with a smile, put one hand on Han Xuantian's shoulder, and said to Xiaoxiao with a bit of ruffian on his face, "I haven't said hello to those adults yet, how can they all be the fathers and brothers of the little sisters-in-law, if they are left out in the cold, I am afraid that the little sisters-in-law will be secretly sad." ”

Han Xuantian was very puzzled by his brother's behavior, where would those women in his backyard care about this, but he still left with Han Xuanshi's strength half-pushed.

"How are these two people so weird? Why are the tempers all for a while? Early menopause? Looking at the direction in which the two of them left, Xiaoxiao blinked his eyes and his face was full of doubts, "I originally thought that his temperament was similar to that of my younger brother, is it my delusion?" It really makes people wonder if the thing lying in the snow is him. ”

Xiaoxiao muttered to herself that she didn't notice it at all, because of her words, the faces of the three big men changed differently.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Let's be even!" In the richly decorated main tent, the emperor's uncle is sitting at the top with a radiant face at the moment, and the queen and the concubine are sitting on both sides of the lower hand, one is noble and dignified, and the other is gorgeous and gorgeous.

Xiaoxiao was exempted from the ceremony and sat down with his father Gu Duannan, listening to the emperor's uncle and everyone gushing all kinds of beautiful words, Xiaoxiao was really bored and turned on the desertion mode, and secretly looked at the queen and Concubine Li who he saw for the first time.

To say that the queen has already given birth to Han Xuantian and Han Xuanshi's two precious eldest sons, and then look at the middle-aged appearance of the emperor's uncle's standard person, it is estimated that the queen mother is afraid that she is not forty years old and has a thirty-six or seventeen, but people are really well-maintained, her skin is like a condensed posture and extravagance, and the elegance of her body is really impossible to guess her real age at a glance, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows seem to have a little sadness, which adds a little haggard to the original stunning face.

On the other hand, Concubine Lifei is the best double decade for women, the beauty of the woman who has just appeared and the girl's posture that has not completely dissipated at the same time, coupled with a bright demeanor similar to Xiahou Chenyi, makes Xiahou Liluo's whole person exude a different charm that makes people not want to look away.

"I really can't see it, isn't it good for a tsundere man to look at his sister's paper." Xiaoxiao unconsciously glanced at Han Xuantian, who was sitting diagonally opposite, and was surprised to find that Uncle Han, who had always disdained the opinions of others, actually had a time to listen carefully to others.

Looking at him with a serious and humble face, Xiaoxiao's face wrinkled into a bun and pouted, "You also have times when you are submissive." ”

I don't know if it's Xiaoxiao's illusion, Xiaoxiao only felt that as soon as his words came out, the other party seemed to snort lightly.

"Cut! Smelly temper! I'm hallucinating! As he spoke, he glared at the statue like Uncle Han again, and began to look down and study the orange he had hidden in his sleeve in the morning.

After carefully peeling and eating his own private collection, Xiaoxiao looked up at the emperor's uncle again, and saw that the uncle was chatting about the high place at the moment, and he couldn't stop it.

Xiaoxiao felt that he was obviously underestimating the middle-aged uncle's words and nagging skills at the moment, and he began to regret eating too fast.

When the little head was restlessly looking around, he only felt a cold palm, and looked down to see a peeled crystal clear orange lying quietly in his palm.

Looking back in surprise, Duan Heng, who was sitting next to him, was quietly wiping his fingers dyed with orange juice, as if he felt his gaze, Duan Heng turned his head to Xiaoxiao, smiled gently, his eyes were full of doting, and he silently said with his mouth, "Eat slowly, I'll peel other fruits for you to eat after eating, I'm afraid the saint will talk for a long time." ”

"Thank you!" Xiaoxiao looked at Duan Heng gratefully, and his heart was sour, what should he be between himself and this man?

Duan Heng's favorite Xiaoxiao is a talented woman he fantasizes about, gentle and considerate, dignified and virtuous, and he is obviously not that kind of person, although he knows that the current Xiaoxiao has changed, but Duan Heng doesn't know at all, in his eyes, after all, he and he used to be in love, and it is true that he loves according to his own will. But what is he to him? I don't love him, and what he loves is not himself in the end, isn't it, but Xiaoxiao always remembers the man who woke up with a sad and joyful face, the man who had red eyes for himself, and the man who said that he was willing to sacrifice everything if he wanted to make himself happy......

The indescribable taste in her heart lingered, and as a result, Xiaoxiao spent the entire rest of the conversation in her own tangled brain circuits, until Gu Duannan tugged on her sleeve and reminded her to get up and salute, Xiaoxiao came back to her senses.

"Have a good rest, the night on the grassland is cooler, and let Begonia prepare a soup for you to warm your hands and feet." Duan Heng withdrew from the big tent with his teacher and a group of Wenchen, and reminded him softly when he passed by Xiaoxiao's side, and then stuffed something into Xiaoxiao's hand.

Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and paused, looking at Duan Heng's figure walking away, it seemed that the Xiaoxiao he made up subtly also had his own physique, but what was valuable was that Duan Heng always remembered his physique that was afraid of cold.

In the next moment, she saw Xiahou Chenyi with sharp eyes, and just wanted to go up and say a few words about tomorrow's game, but when she saw Xiahou Chenyi hurriedly speed up her pace as soon as she walked out of the tent, as if she was hiding from something, and Xiaoxiao's half-raised arm fell down awkwardly.

"Lost not being able to talk to my mistress?" Xiaoxiao only felt a familiar voice behind him, and his smiling face instantly darkened.

"Han Xuantian, can you stop talking so yin and yang?" Shinoxiao turned around and looked up at the person behind her.

"Yin and yang? I'm just kindly reminding you! The corners of Han Xuantian's mouth curled up a little, the whole person looked bad and handsome, he lowered his head slightly, and narrowed the distance between himself and Xiaoxiao, "You look at men's eyes, it's really not good......"

It wasn't until Han Xuantian swaggered out that Xiaoxiao reacted, was he being ridiculed? And was he telling himself that he had heard those words from himself? Oh, my God!

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Haitang looked at Xiaoxiao, who went out happily, but came back dejectedly, and worriedly stepped forward to help her change her clothes while asking carefully.

“…… It's nothing. Xiaoxiao really felt that he should sew his mouth up, and actually secretly commented that Han Xuantian was still heard by the other party, the most terrible thing was that he could hear his own whispering in such a chaotic tent, he hadn't said anything that touched his head before, right? This hearing is really terrible, the ancients are so terrifying!

"If it's okay, Begonia will wait for Miss to wash up, it's not too early, and I'm going to watch the cooking competition tomorrow." Haitang knew that Xiaoxiao was not okay at all, but the master didn't want to say that she didn't ask much, and now she just hoped that everything would go smoothly and that her own lady could get a satisfactory result.