The spoon in Xie Shuning's hand was thrown into the bowl, making a crisp sound of "clang".

However, when she raised her head and looked at Yan Huai, there was no trace of anger between her eyebrows, she just stretched out her hand and took the note from Yan Huai's hand with a calm demeanor. On the contrary, it was Yan Huai, who was slightly stunned by the calm scene in front of him.

The storm is always hidden under the calm, Yan Huai speculated in his heart, but he didn't find a trace of anything strange from Xie Shuning's face.

It was as if he hadn't said anything just now, and the letter was not delivered to Xie Shuning through his hand. Xie Shuning's performance at this moment was like a note held between her fingers, which she took from the maid's hand. As for the pigeon that came out of his mouth, it didn't seem to exist at all.

He couldn't help but feel a little more surprised.

"The son of the world has the ability to laugh, but it is really a little worse." Xie Shuning smiled and didn't immediately open the note, "This is my grange, I won't miss it if there is a fire on the village." ”

Yan Huai pursed his lips, but smiled silently.

He was joking.

Xie Shuning looked at him twice, lowered his head and opened the note, and swept it towards the words written on the head.

It was a letter sent back from the winter solstice, writing about Wen Qingshan.

Some time ago, she remembered in the palace that Princess Huihe Ji Tongying had married in her previous life, because that person was Wen Xueluo's brother, so she was uneasy, so when she came out of the palace, she ordered someone to start a detailed investigation. Calculate the time, and now it's time to check the difference.

In order to facilitate the communication between Mr. Yun Zhan and her, a pigeon loft has also been prepared on the Grange. Thought of a few carrier pigeons.

It's just that the letter was intercepted by Yan Huai, but she didn't expect it. She should be angry, she should be angry. But for some reason, she didn't want to show her annoyance at this moment......

"Don't you know that peeking at other people's letters is a very rude practice?" She clutched the note, smiled and asked, looking delicate.

Yan Huai knew that he was wrong, and he didn't argue. said bluntly: "I was rude, and I should make amends." ”

He is so real, Xie Shuning doesn't know what to say. Then he said: "There is no need to make amends, just ask the prince to take care of his own people." ”

When she said this, she was really displeased, half displeased. The other half is a reminder.

However, such words. How could Yan Huai not understand in his heart. He was under the porch before, and he almost took an auspicious life. But he also understands that without auspiciousness, he will only find it more difficult for him to move forward. If everyone in the Iron Blood Alliance knew that he would deal with auspiciousness because of these things, they would all look at him with unpredictable and vigilant eyes.

When he returned to Beijing, it was already spring, with willows and flowers everywhere, and the spring river was warm. But where he is is like a cold winter, don't talk about the earth dragon brazier. Even the padded jacket was not available for addition.

The Iron and Blood Alliance, auspicious, is a charcoal fire that appears in the cold winter.

Now that the summer has not passed, and it has only been a few months since he returned to Beijing, he will not be unaware of what those people think of him.

Half of these people were left to him by his deceased father Yan Jing, and the other half was taken back from his stepmother Xiao Wan to pick and choose the rest. Truly, there is no one who can be regarded as him. In addition, he has left Beijing since he was a child, and he has not lived in the Chengguo Mansion for a long time, and he has not even seen anyone from the Iron Blood Alliance.

This group of people should only be re-returned, he is a yellow-haired boy who has not dried up, and he is not convinced.

Thunder means can control people, but it can also be centrifuged.

He thinks that he is not a person who is good at these things, and he often feels that it is difficult to move forward, so he misses the days when the seventh senior brother Ji Jun was still around. Compared with him, the Seventh Senior Brother is extremely good at recruiting people, dealing with people, and being extremely good at governing.

Master Feng once said that this is talent.

If people who are born without this talent can also learn it the day after tomorrow, but it is difficult to beat the former.

Yan Huaiyin's hand under the table tightened slightly, but fortunately, no matter how auspicious he was, he finally regarded him as the master, remembering the last words left by Yan Jing, the former Duke of Chengguo. Whether it was the fact that he was going to kill Xie Shuning, or the fact that he intercepted the letter, in the final analysis, it was still done for the purpose he intended.

It's just that the time is too short, and it is not easy for him to develop his own people as soon as possible.

He pursed the corners of his mouth and looked at her fixedly, but he didn't say anything.

Xie Shuning did not speak again.

The room was silent, and after a while, Yan Huai said slowly: "Wen Qingshan is seventeen this year, he has a quiet temperament, likes to read, and is rumored to be ready to take the right path of the imperial examination. ”

The son of the British government, with the shadow of his ancestors, has to do his own scientific research, and I don't know whether to say that he has backbone or is stupid.

Xie Shuning's sitting body fell back slightly, her brows furrowed, "The prince knows him?" ”

"I've never seen a single one." Yan Huai shook his head.

He had never seen Wen Qingshan before he was seven years old, and it was impossible to go halfway, and now that he was trapped by the current situation after returning to Kyoto, he naturally did not have the leisure time to find his future brother-in-law who was not familiar with him to eat and drink, so he really had never seen Wen Qingshan.

But thinking about the appearance of the British couple, their son, at least the birth will not be bad.

He also thinks about his fiancée Wen Xueluo like this, and he doesn't know it, but his appearance will not suddenly go wrong and be ugly.

"Although I have never seen it, I can imagine that it will always be good in the next life." The world has a heavy face, and it has been the same throughout the ages, so Yan Huai said this in a straight way.

Xie Shuning choked, and if he didn't check for a while, he would suddenly say something like this.

But in terms of being born well, she really hasn't seen anyone who is better than Yan Huai.

Her inquiring gaze fell on his face, a young man's jade-like face, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and a jade posture that had not been thoroughly sculpted. She couldn't help but think of the appearance of Yan Huai who she had seen by chance in her previous life, such a lonely and cold face, which was completely different from the one at this moment.

Xie Shuning frowned, and said: "Whether the British prince is born well or not has nothing to do with me, I'm just curious why he rarely appears in front of everyone." ”

The prince of Britain and the prince of Chengguo can be called the two major mysteries in the market.

No one knows where and what Yan Huai did in the years when he disappeared. But now that he has returned, everyone has seen what he will look like when he grows up.

But Wen Qingshan, the prince of the United Kingdom, is still a misty person.

Yan Huai didn't know any of this. He only thought that Xie Shuning, a girl in the boudoir, was so good that she went to check on a strange man, no matter how old she was now, was it just for that idea of girlish feelings? He grew up in a pile of men since he was a child, and the women he knew were none except for Master Lei.

Really calculated, Xie Shu would rather be the first girl he knew when he grew up.

He thought about it, but he only thought that Xie Shuning was interested in Wen Qingshan, so he asked her to secretly collect information about Wen Qingshan.

So I heard Xie Shuning say that. He didn't take it seriously: "It must be that he was born too well, so it's inconvenient to show his face in front of everyone often." ”

In ancient times, there were people who were too handsome. He had heard about being blocked every time he went out on the street, and he had heard about it as a joke, and maybe there really was such a person.

Xie Shuning: "......"

"Then thank you Miss Eight for your hospitality." Yan Huai stood up and prepared to leave.

The pigeon thing. Xie Shuning knew it. Since Jixiang wanted to kill her, it was not surprising that he intercepted her letter. What really surprised her was that Yan Huai spontaneously handed over the letter to her.

She had also made it clear that Yan Huai would restrain her subordinates, but if he didn't respond, then she would just pretend that she hadn't said it, and turn around and ask Turan to strengthen her vigilance.

As for auspiciousness, I found the right opportunity. She's not going to let go.

The two of them no longer talked about the letter, and Yan Huai began to walk out.

Walk to the door. When his hand touched the door, Xie Shuning shouted to him suddenly: "Shizi, I don't know if your uncle is a foreign aunt, how are you treated?" ”

Yan Huai was shocked and turned to look at her.

Xie Shuning lowered his head and stared at the bowl of leftover porridge, and did not look at him differently.

"My uncle treated my mother very well, and my brother and I were very good." She bowed her head and said, as if talking to herself, but her words were clearly with him, "Uncle Shizi, how about you and your mother?" ”

Yan Huai is the grandson of Wan Jia, he has several uncles in Wan Jia, everyone knows Lu Dao, but Xie Shuning directly pointed out the eldest uncle.

He couldn't help but be taken aback: "Why did Miss Eight suddenly remember to ask this?" ”

Xie Shuning slowly turned her head to look at him, with no smile on her face: "Because of this matter, it is very important." ”

One word at a time, she said it very clearly.

Yan Huai listened in a daze, as if the witch she had met in the ancient city of Dunhuang in the past said. The old shrine maiden, holding a tortoiseshell in her hand, revealing a few crumbling withered teeth on the barren gums, spoke in a strange tone, as if she had no head or tail.

"Why does it matter?" He leaned against the door and asked in a low voice.

Xie Shuning's eyes were unpredictable, and his tone was solemn: "If it's good, then naturally everything is fine, if it's not good, a bloody storm is always inevitable." ”

She didn't say what she meant, but Yan Huai suddenly remembered the matter of the ghosts in the Iron Blood Alliance, as well as the eldest uncle Wan Dao, who had been disliking him for several years.

Through the thin white clothes, the heart in his chest trembled violently.

He took a deep look at the young girl in front of him, as if he was looking at someone he had never seen before.

Xie Shuning was also looking at him.

……

In the evening of the next day, Ji Xiang rubbed his heels with the front foot of the winter solstice, and gradually returned to the grange.

At the right time, Yan Huailai resigned with Mr. Yun Zhan and Xie Shuning.

Xie Shuning raised his head with the book, looked at him and smiled and asked Yuzi to prepare the fruits on the village to see him off, Yan Huai didn't refuse, but he didn't really take these things with him when he left, and everyone knew that these were just polite.

After the person left, Mr. Yun Zhan let out a long sigh in front of Xie Shuning, and the end note was long and long, making Xie Shuning feel that his sound had not disappeared for a few days.

The white horse passed through the gap, and when the long sigh finally disappeared from Xie Shuning's ears, she suddenly realized that she didn't know when the green leaves outside the window had turned into yellow leaves.

Autumn has arrived. (To be continued......)

PS: In the morning, I suddenly sneezed several times in a row, thinking that it might be a cold and didn't care, but in the afternoon I felt cold and dizzy, so I went to lie down for a while, who knew that I was dizzy and dizzy after waking up, and was forcibly taken to the hospital. Even if I am afraid of injections, I still have a small needle in the water, and it is dark when I come back, I have no appetite to eat a few mouthfuls of porridge and lie down again, I opened my eyes at eight o'clock, I still feel very uncomfortable, I want to write an update but just sit in front of the computer in a daze...... After that, a codeword friend suddenly sent Q to talk about the article.,I said a few very depressing words in a tired state.,I almost couldn't help but send a leave note up.,But I turned my head and felt that I was useless.,Others are sick and still updated.,Why don't I change it.,So slowly I still made up enough of a chapter to send it first...... Sigh, I'm sorry for everyone who has been waiting for a long time