The autumn scenery, a cloud of smoke and rain, sprinkled with many charms.

Xie Xiaoman looked at the light blue and crimson osmanthus in front of him and sighed slightly.

In fact, she also understands this truth, she is not a person who pays attention to fame, even if she really marries Huan Wen as a concubine, she still has to do what she should do in life, and there is not much interference in her path to seeking immortals.

What's more, to Huan Wen just wants a surname of the Xie family, and the concubine can already achieve the goal, as for whether the piano and the sword are harmonious after marriage, or the sword is opposite, it is all a matter in the courtyard of the closed door, and no one will care.

A large part of the reason why he refused to marry was purely out of righteous indignation.

Xie Xiaoman is a very simple person, she doesn't have so many calculating thoughts, and she doesn't have the means to grovel when she meets the will, so all along, she is only doing things that can make her happy.

She didn't want to be trapped in a courtyard forever, so she coincidentally borrowed Xie An to leave Huiji. became interested in the avenue of seeking immortals, so she Shi Shiran left a thin letter and left quietly.

Life is too short in the world. Many things can be done if you want to do them, how can there be so many causes and consequences.

As for Huan Wen's matter, the same is true.

From coincidence to righteous indignation, and then to the resentment that he was later used by him, according to Xie Xiaoman's temperament, it was impossible for him to be comfortable.

You have to screw it, even if you are not happy at all.

However, once life is really involved, Xie Xiaoman can't help but hesitate.

Five days.

Five days to go.

Xie Xiaoman closed his eyes and sniffed gently, it was the unique aroma of osmanthus, and there were occasional rich overturns in the elegant, which was really suitable for making osmanthus cakes.

"Xiaobai, do you want to eat osmanthus cake?" So she moved her index finger, and without waiting for an answer from there, she picked up the fat osmanthus petals by herself.

It is also first-class to burn the qin and cook the crane in this way......

At the same time, the guests in Xie Fuzhong were scattered, Huan Wen turned over his horse with satisfaction, raised the corners of his mouth to look at the direction of the setting sun, and burped inappropriately.

Xi Chao emerged from the ox cart with a somewhat complicated expression.

"You go home and rest first, and the rest are small things, let's talk about it tomorrow." Huan Wen gave an order, and then he was in a good mood and grabbed the horse's belly and whipped away.

The guards and servants behind were not ready, and at this time, they were startled, and they called "General Huan" one after another, and chased after them in a scattered manner.

For a while, there was a lot of smoke and dust, and even a light rain that had just fallen could not suppress the dust.

Xi Chao looked at the changes in the dust, he didn't know what to think in his heart, and he was slightly distracted.

What happened today is too much like a dream. From the vigor of the morning to the white land where the guests are scattered, everything is as if nothing has happened.

All day long, Xie An said only a few words, but he didn't mention the matter of concubines, nor did he mention the issue of dowry.

It's just that when the banquet was about to end, Xie An raised his glass to Huan Wen Yaoyao and said "congratulations" silently.

The two of them were too far away, and the voice did not reach their ears, only the mouth shape was so clear and clear, like a brand, and it hit Huan Wen deeply.

Huan Wen and Xi Chao were stunned at the same time, and quickly conjured up two completely different expressions, which led to Huan Wen's horseback whip, and in the end, people were in good spirits at happy events.

It's just that, in this way, Xie Xiaoman ......

"Daddy......" Xi Changshuo in the carriage called softly, and there was no follow-up.

Xi Chao came back to his senses, let go of the car curtain, and lightly ordered the coachman to go home.

The light in the carriage was dim, and the father and son were silent for a long time.

The sunshine in the west did not have much heat, and with a cool color, it poured in through the cracks in the curtains, and trembled slightly with the shaking of the carriage.

The wind is cool, with the freshness after the rain, but more than that, it is the chill after the autumn.

Everyone is a person in the game, but what you feel is a very unimportant thing.

"Daddy." Xi Changshuo called again, clear and clear, "I don't quite understand." ”

Xi Chao turned his head, looked at his son's eyes that were not only half cloudy, and gently rubbed his forehead.

What's not to understand? Xi Chao knows his son. It's not that he doesn't understand, it's just that it's just plain upset.

"The world is like this, and you can't force it. You must know that your Uncle Huan is also a person in the bureau, and he can't help himself. ”

So Xi Changshuo stopped speaking and fell silent.

Xi Chao hugged him into his arms, feeling his youthful life, and his voice was as soft as possible: "Don't worry, your Uncle Huan won't treat her badly." Besides, I can take care of it too. You, at such a young age, why did you start to covet women? Then Xie Xiaoman, it's really not good-looking, wait until you grow up......"

"I'm not lustful for women!" Xi Changshuo raised his head, so Xi Chao saw the tears and angry flush on his face, "I like her!" Sister Xiaoman helped me compose poems just now, she must like me too! ”

Xi Chao was speechless for a while, he didn't know how to understand the love in the child's heart, and he didn't know how to persuade him. So much so that his body stiffened slightly, and he thought about it and said, "I will call Mrs. Xie in the future." ”

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After nightfall, Xie An looked at the plate of osmanthus cake on the bookcase, slightly distracted.

This is something sent by Xie Xiaoman, I heard that it was made by picking flowers by himself, and I don't understand how this child can still have such idleness at this juncture.

There are some things that he hasn't completely arranged, so he didn't say it to Xie Xiaoman.

I thought that with Xie Xiaoman's temperament, he would have rushed to the table in front of him at this time, but he didn't expect to wait for a long time, but when he arrived, it was a small plate of exquisite osmanthus cake.

Really, it's kind of interesting......

Pick up a piece and taste it, the entrance is soft, not too sweet, but a strange fragrance enters the heart and lungs, lingering between the lips and teeth, and does not disperse for a long time.

It turns out that in the world, there is still such food.

Xie An took a few more sips of tea, thinking that this child didn't know if he was a little resentful now. However, after all, things in the world are a chess game that affects the whole body after all, and there are many things, even he Xie An can't do anything about it.

Things always have to be arranged step by step, drawing a knife and cutting off the water, that is the behavior of the martial arts. Yugong moved mountains, although it was heroic and heroic, but it was inevitably useless.

Things in the world are like this, but unfortunately, he and Xie Xiaoman are just people in the world.

Just by candlelight, the osmanthus cake is slightly transparent, very gratifying.

"If you really get married, you won't have this osmanthus cake to eat in the future." Xie An muttered to himself and chuckled.

Grinding ink and lifting the pen, Xie An took out the paper from a box of brocade in the study, thought about it for a while, wrote out all the pulse conditions of Xie Xiaoman after being poisoned during the day, read it twice, and after confirming that there was no problem, he added a few words at the end:

The turbid world is complicated, and it is difficult to determine whether it will be extinguished. The people are unpredictable, and the results are difficult to say. This is a sign of Xiaoman's poisoning, and if you have a solution, then the world can be settled. However, I don't hear your tracks, and I have been doing it for more than a month, so I don't know if it's safe? Pan Jun returned the receipt, and Xie An's head.

A letter of ruler, a few sentences, to the effect that it is simple, shallow and resentful of a few words of complicated feelings, and specially pointed out that the pulse of the appeal is Xie Xiaoman's current appearance, hoping that the other party can have a way to detoxify. It's just that the other party hasn't written from me for more than a month, and I don't know if there is any problem, and I hope that the other party will reply as soon as possible after seeing this letter.

With such a letter, I don't know who Xie An wrote it to.

However, according to the delivery capacity of the letters in the world, there is no logistics, and a letter can be delivered in as little as more than ten days or as long as two or three months, and often can reach the other party.

Now that Xie Xiaoman is only five days away from poisoning, where can she afford this back and forth?

As for Xie An, he didn't seem to have thought of this, and even after writing the letter, he didn't rush to ask someone to send it.

He carefully loaded the ruler, lit another candle, and burned it.

A letter that seemed to save his life was burned by him like this.

Xie An looked at the scattered black flying flotsam, slightly relieved, so he took an idle book in his hand, found a comfortable posture and leaned on the soft couch, and read.

The autumn wind rolls, the autumn leaves turn red, and human life can also wither.

It's just that the wind is a little strong tonight, and the quiet beauty is insufficient.

Even if you die, you should choose a day.

The two candles flickered slightly, and sometimes the sound of an oil flower burst out, which was reassuring.

Xie An's gaze would linger on the candle that burned the letter from time to time. There was paper next to the candle, which was the paper that Xie An had taken out of the brocade box.

He waited for a long time, the book was almost finished, and the candle flame was about to be extinguished.

It seems that there is still no sign of hope.

Xie An sighed slightly, this was the fourth letter he had burned in a month, and the result had always been like this.

It seems that we really have to find another way......

Closing the scroll in his hand, Xie An slowly got up.

There was a slight crack, which seemed to be the sound of the wax oil being low.

Xie Anxin moved, slowly turned his head, and sure enough, the handwriting on the originally clean paper gradually revealed.

An Shi Gong saw that the letter was like a meeting, and things were cumbersome, and it was difficult to say more. Just write the prescription as follows, drink it twice a day and night, and then check the pulse after three days.

Salvia two coins, five plus skin one penny......

Seeing this, Xie An didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly took another piece of paper, carefully copied the prescription, and exchanged it twice before the handwriting disappeared.

The candle flame beside him had burned out, and then suddenly extinguished, and the handwriting on the paper disappeared with the light.

"Lusheng." Xie An called, and the servant beside him opened the door and walked in.

"Take this prescription to decoction the medicine, you have to do it yourself from beginning to end, don't delay."

Lu Sheng took the prescription and glanced at it, and asked worriedly, "Lord Lang has a cold?" Do you want Dr. Zhu to take a look? ”

"It's not me," Xie An smiled slightly, "When the medicine is decocted, it will be sent to Xiaoman, once in the morning and once in the evening, so don't delay." (To be continued.) )