Liang Min stood for a moment, pushed forward with his palms clasped together, bowed, and bowed deeply.

Hui Xiang glanced at him, turned around expressionlessly, and walked straight forward.

Liang Chang followed her silently, and the two came to a simple and simple small house at the edge of the field, the small house was built with bricks and tiles, which was used for temporary rest for the people working in the field.

On a mahogany square table under the south window of the room, a small red clay stove is quietly boiling a pot of soup with a simmer, and the smell of yam pork rib soup wafts out faintly, permeating the room, making the whole room fall into a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Hui Xiang sat down at the table, took a white jade bowl, scooped a small bowl of soup from the steaming soup can, and placed it on the opposite side silently.

Liang Min was accustomed to such a scene, hooked the corners of his lips, and showed a light smile:

"Why do I know in advance every time I come to Aunt Xiang?"

Hui Xiang did not answer.

Liang Min didn't care, sat down at the table, picked up the soup bowl, drank most of the bowl in the blink of an eye, rested his hands on the table, held the warm white jade porcelain bowl, and said with a smile:

"It's delicious."

Hui Xiang just looked at him and didn't speak, as if she couldn't speak.

Liang Min was silent for a while, glanced out the door, and then said with a smile:

"I see that the cabbage in the field has grown, and they are all edible?" He asked her.

Hui Xiang looked at him expressionlessly for a moment before speaking from under the black tulle. Slowly spit out two words:

"Nope." As if he didn't want to answer.

Her voice was indescribably eccentric, not pleasing in the traditional sense, but not unpleasant enough to hear. It is not the popular warbler swallow language, the neutral voice between men and women, slightly hoarse, with a vague nothingness in the breath, obviously coming out face-to-face, but it seems to come from a far-reaching place where it is, and every time you listen to it, your heart will involuntarily tremble twice.

"Why?" Liang Min was accustomed to her coldness. Continue to ask with a smile.

"It's unpalatable."

It couldn't be more concise answer, it seems that this vegetable will have to be planted for a while, Liang Min nodded. He immediately lowered his head and went to see the remnants of the soup in the jade bowl.

"Aunt Xiang," he took a deep breath after a while. Whisper. "Yan'er, she insists on reconciling with me, her attitude is very resolute, and I have nothing to do." He wiped his face with his hand, feeling tired, and he laughed self-deprecatingly and said in a low voice, "She told me that she was miserable with me. I made her miserable. Ten years, a whole decade. Am I the one who makes her miserable? He couldn't believe it, he always thought that she was overwhelmed by the burden of the outside world and herself, so she chose to escape, but today he realized that the reason why she suffered the most in the past ten years was actually him, and he even thought that he had taken care of her in the past ten years, doubly caring, what a ridiculous joke.

He was deeply immersed in a kind of inextricable funny and sadness, and in his heart, there was a kind of pain that could not be told at all, anger, unwillingness and pain.

It was quiet, as if he were alone.

When the silence around him was unbearable, as if he was about to suffocate, he finally raised his head and looked at Huixiang, who was sitting opposite.

Hui Xiang sat there quietly, even if there was no veil to block her, but from those calm eyes, she could feel her expressionless face at this time, she looked at him quietly, no waves, no sorrow, no joy, no words.

Liang Min fell silent and lowered his head again.

"What do you want?" Hui Xiang suddenly asked, her light tone was flatter than her eyes, but she still spoke.

Liang Min was stunned for a moment, raised his head and wanted to answer, but opened his mouth but didn't know which one to answer.

"I asked you this sentence when you were young, fame and fortune, military power, the king of war, the woman you love the most, and even your father and mother, you can choose only one, you can choose all, and naturally you may have nothing, all of this is decided according to your ability. What do you want now? She asked blandly.

Liang Min half-lowered his head, was silent for a while, and smiled lightly:

"I want everything." His light but powerful words show his exuberant ambition.

"Then go and take it, and take it all the same." She said lightly and slowly.

The fingers holding the white jade porcelain bowl tightened slightly, Liang Min smiled, and responded softly: "Yes." ”

After a pause, he smiled, looked up at her, and asked seriously:

"Aunt Xiang, is it really possible, let Ah Wei live like this all the time, not on the genealogy, not into the palace, I always think it is better to let him come back, if Aunt Xiang is worried about me, there is really no need for this, after all, even my life was saved by Aunt Xiang." As he spoke, he glanced at her hands wrapped in black satin, and his eyes flashed, and he looked away.

The action of scooping the soup was slightly paused, and once again the soup bowl was placed in front of him, and she said lightly:

"Ah Wei has Ah Wei's way of living, and you have your way of living."

Liang Min pursed his lips and smiled: "Ah Wei admired his father very much when he was young, and his father also wanted Ah Wei to change his surname back to 'Liang'. ”

"Your father has nothing to worship except for the fact that he can fight." Hui Xiang said lightly.

“…… Aunt Xiang, I also respect my father very much. Liang Min smiled helplessly.

Hui Xiang glanced at him and said quietly: "Even if you become the King of Rui in the future, you are not the King of Rui, you are yourself." ”

Liang Min was slightly stunned, looked at her, and after a while, smiled: "Yes." ”

The night breeze rises, and the summer night is pleasantly warm.

"How long is Aunt Xiang going to stay in Suzhou?" Liang Min stood in front of the gate of the grange, led the horse, and asked as he said goodbye to Huixiang.

"It's over."

"Aunt Xiang is satisfied with Miss Su?" Liang Min asked in a rare gossip.

Hui Xiang didn't say a word.

Liang Min smiled and didn't ask. He bowed deeply, turned around, and was about to take his leave.

"Your mother." Hui Xiang suddenly spoke, his tone calm, "I've come to Suzhou." ”

Liang Min was shocked, and subconsciously loosened the reins he was holding, turned to look at her, his angular face stiffened for a moment, and smiled:

"I see."

Huixiang looked at him for a while. Nod slowly.

Liang Min led the horse again and turned to leave, but paused as he took a step. After hesitating for a while, he turned back again and asked solemnly:

"Aunt Xiang, you and your mother. There are grudges other than those of my father, right? ”

He had asked this question a long time ago. Again and again, he asked many times, but Huixiang never answered him.

"You don't have to ask about things between elders." It's still this light-as-the-water answer.

Liang Min was a little unwilling, but no matter how many times he asked, he didn't tell him, he also asked his father, but his father's answer was different every time. When he was a child, he also asked his mother, and her expression was quite terrifying. That kind of expression is not an expression of hatred for each other because of the competition for a man. Since then he has not dared to ask. He has checked many times, and he has guessed countless times with Hui Gan, but no matter how outrageous these speculations are, his father, mother, and Aunt Xiang have never answered.

With a heavy heart, he led the horse back. The mother is coming, and if she is allowed to meet Yan'er, things will definitely get worse; But if we don't meet, the situation is still a dead knot.

He was caught in a dilemma.

Hui Xiang stood in front of the grange, looking at him full of thoughts, and gradually drifted away until he disappeared into the vast night.

The wind rises, bringing a hint of ghostly atmosphere.

Her whole body tensed, a pair of dark eyes flashed a touch of fierceness, turned around as fast as lightning, five fingers into claws, and the throat of the person behind her was viciously choked like a ferocious snake!

This strong wind inevitably brought up the black veil on her face, and the black veil flew and lifted a corner, revealing the lower half of her face with beautiful lines. The skin is as white as jade, and the lips are as red as Zhu Dan, but the beautiful face is quite unusual, it seems that from the corner of the eye to the chin, there is an arc-shaped, embroidered with cold black patterns of butterfly love peach blossoms, cold, piercing, but unusually bewitching.

An unusual touch of demonic yee, as if it was hiding something deeply.

At this moment, she was using a hand wearing black silk gloves to forcefully strangle a man in a red brocade robe opposite, hair like snow, red lips and white teeth, the special features of the man's face were the same as her, but also different, a hideous scar that spread from the root of his ear to his chest was tinged with a faint crimson, not only did not damage his beauty, but sublimated the mutilated beauty to the extreme, and the charm was charming.

"Lady, don't think that you can get rid of me by killing me, and I will come back to haunt you if you are a ghost." Liang Jin raised his hands to make a gesture of surrender, bent his eyebrows, and said with a smile.

Hui Xiang glanced at him and slowly withdrew her hand.

"Why are you here?" The tone was not cold, nor was it enthusiastic.

"You also said that you came to Suzhou without a sound, and you didn't even say a word to me." Liang Jin was a little angry.

"Is there a difference between saying and not saying?" Hui Xiang asked lightly.

“…… It makes no difference. Her words pushed back all the rest of Liang Jin's words, paused, and asked with a smile, "Have you reconciled with Weiwei?" ”

"It's none of your business." Hui Xiang put down a sentence in a flat tone, turned around, and left.

"Why is it none of my business, I am Weiwei's father, Weiwei has not done anything wrong, why are you so strict with him, that child's life is already so bitter." Liang Jin sighed softly.

"Where's the suffering?" Hui Xiang stopped, looked at him and asked.

Liang Jin was a little weak by her, his eyes flickered, and he lacked confidence: "He obviously has his father, but he can't take his father's surname, and if his father kicks his leg to death in the future, he can't attend his father's funeral as a son." The more he spoke, the more pitiful he felt, and while narrating in a "sad" tone, he secretly observed Hui Xiang's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

"What do you do at a funeral when people are dead?"

Liang Jin was choked, this woman is so ruthless.

"You and I have agreed, although Ah Wei can call you 'dad', but he is my son, I said, although I don't hate you, but my son will never be surnamed 'Liang'." She said in a deep voice.

Hui Xiang understood the Liang family's dislike for Liang Jin very well, although this dislike was not aimed at him, he sighed helplessly, paused, changed the topic, and asked with a smile:

"What is Amin here for?"

"Sit down."

"I asked him to move out with his daughter-in-law a long time ago, but he didn't listen, and this time he was finally going to be dumped. Yan'er has endured it for ten years, and it's really hard for her, I'm her father-in-law, and I can't bear it. ”

Hui Xiang suddenly laughed.

Although this voice was subtle, Liang Jin heard it, and confirmed in surprise and joy:

"You're smiling?"

"The prince who was forced out of the palace by the princess, you are probably the first one in ancient and modern times." She said.

"I moved out on my own." Liang Jin emphasized, his face was not very good-looking.

"How long are you going to stay in Suzhou?"

"I'm going back with you and Weiwei."

"Wei Xinyan will be here in a few days, are you sure you want to stay here?" She asked lightly.

Liang Jin was slightly stunned, his face froze, and he sneered: "Her courage has also increased, knowing that you are in Suzhou." ”

"Master Wei has never been cowardly, not to mention," she raised her head, quietly looking at the moonlight dyed with a few floating clouds in the distance, and said in a low voice, "There are still many things in this Suzhou city that she has to dispose of. The hand wrapped in black silk gently fell on his cheek through the veil, and under the veil, an ink-colored butterfly with wings ready to fly was extremely enchanting.

Liang Jin looked at her, a flash of burning and anger flashed in his eyes, and reached out to hold her fingers.

Hui Xiang subconsciously shook it off, glanced at him back to his senses, paused, and walked straight to the field:

"There's still a little yam pork rib soup left, you can drink it."

"Why did you give me leftovers?" Liang Jin muttered unhappily, but still followed her.

Behind, the wind rises, and the moon shines for thousands of miles......

After the end of the fun game with an unknown purpose, the belated second game of four into two finally began.

In the already hot months, the weather is rarely overcast, heavy clouds cover the sky, the day is like nightfall, and the air seems to be filled with a light layer of fog, so the gray sky makes people worry about whether it will rain in the next second.

This kind of weather makes it difficult to lift the spirit, Su Miao was a little sleepy, and almost fell asleep when listening to the opening remarks of the etiquette officer, just when she was staggering and sleepy and was about to stand up and fall asleep, there was a loud "bang", Su Miao was startled, and woke up with a shock, but saw that the etiquette officer was holding the copper mallet that struck the gong and looked at her with a smile.

Su Miao flattened her mouth, adjusted her posture, and stood upright.

"The ingredients used in today's game may be more common for the people in the audience, but they are probably very rare for everyone on the stage." The ceremonial officer said with a smile and gestured to the guy on standby, who immediately stepped forward, placed a large box on the food table, and opened it.

What catches your eye is a turquoise color that is greener than the grass!

A fresh, faint aroma that is slightly more tender than a weed.

This is a box of very fresh shepherd's cabbage.

Shepherd's cabbage, when it is generally called, can be called "wild vegetables", a good friend of the poor people, pay attention to the poor people are not civilians, because in Yueliang country, a country of peace and security, eating wild vegetables is a very cheap thing, unless you can't eat vegetables, because in the cognition of Yueliang people, eating wild vegetables is equal to eating grass.

Now, the King Chef Contest is about to start eating grass. (To be continued.) )