Yan Chi suddenly felt fragrant.

Only then did he realize that the girl who seemed to mind that he had athlete's foot just now actually took the initiative to approach him, sniffed at his collar like a raccoon cat, and the tip of his nose almost didn't really rub his collar, and sat up straight after a few breaths, and his face was twisted: "Who believes the official's words, I turned around, and the official came to the Golden House, and said that it wasn't much fun, how strong the fat powder fragrance on the body was, it proved how much fun the official had." ”

As soon as Wei Ji heard this, she felt a thorn in her heart, and quietly raised her eyelids, and met her wife's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the stinging pain in her heart was even worse.

What kind of life is she? It was easy to get Xiang Gong to send her to Yan Guoshi, at first I met a jealous Zhao Ji, who couldn't stay in the Golden House, and was close to Ji people except Zhao Ji, how long has it been since she had never had a cloud and rain with Yan Guoshi, this is good, there is actually another jealous Mrs. Guoshi!

"Madame, don't wronged me, I heard that Madame Shangken is close to Wei Ji, so I dared to listen to her piano music today, it turns out that ...... Is Madame tired of Wei Ji? ”

Yan Chi withdrew his feet, put on his shoes, and glanced coldly.

Wei Ji immediately couldn't sit still, she stood up in fear, her eyelashes flickered, and there was a bubble of aggrieved tears in her eyes: "The concubine is ......"

"Wei Ji was really attentive the day before yesterday." Fang Qi interrupted Wei Ji's grievances, and saw that Yan Chi was sitting upright, so she stabilized the frame of her national teacher's wife: "I worked hard to lead me to a small house, and I didn't forget to tell the official Zhao Ji that rejected my request, fortunately, the official knew that I regarded Zhao Ji as a sister, and would not complain about Zhao Ji because of this, and I would be estranged from her, otherwise Zhao Ji would not complain about me and slander her in front of the officials." ”

Wei Ji's tears couldn't be contained, falling like a broken thread, she was about to open her mouth to plead, but was interrupted by Fang Qi again: "I'm not scolding Wei Ji, Wei Ji doesn't need to be so afraid, I'm theorizing with the official, Wei Ji can't plead." ”

Yan Chi's eyes were filled with a sincere smile: "Oh? Madame is theorizing with me? ”

"The official knows that I can't tolerate the concubine, and the most hated thing is the prodigal and amorous man in the twilight of the Qin Dynasty, but I understand the official and Zhao Ji, because the official got to know Zhao Ji in the front, and first had a relationship, if Zhao Ji is still a good name, you can preside over the feed for the official, I will not step in to prevent the lover from eventually becoming a family, but the situation is destined to the official and Zhao Ji can not get married, when the official asked me to marry, I also said, if I force the official to snub Zhao Ji from now on, it will be like forcing the official to abandon the chaos and end up, which is also the virtue I hate the most, I can tolerate the fait and am willing to serve the officials with Zhao Ji, but I can't tolerate the third place. ”

Three fingers stretched out, gestured in front of Yan Chi, and then gestured at Wei Ji.

Yan Chi held back a smile and pressed Fang Qi's little head into his arms.

Aromatic period: ......

Wei Ji's tears fell even harder.

"Madame smells so good, to be honest, does my clothes smell of fat powder?"

Fang Qi pushed Yan Chi away: "I can't smell it, this golden house is full of fat powder incense, as soon as I come in and smell it all the way, who can tell what kind of fragrance is on the official." ”

Wei Ji watched his wife leave in a bad mood, and the national teacher hurriedly chased out, and it took a long time to catch his breath.

A female actor stepped forward: "Lady, how can this be good, in the past, there was just a Zhao Ji, but I didn't expect even the lady to ......"

"The national teacher is the prince of power!" Wei Ji gritted her silver teeth and stopped shedding tears: "Why does the Qin family not allow the national teacher to get close to the concubine, although we are servants, but we are also good people!" ”

The maid stopped talking.

What about good nationality, is good nationality qualified to force the national teacher to round the house? In this world, I have only heard of the righteousness of husband and wife, but I have never heard of the righteousness of husband and concubine...... Who made them inferior to Zhao Ji in terms of affection, and inferior to Mrs. in terms of appearance and background? It's actually good to have a golden house to live in now, eat and drink without worry, be warm and worry-free, if you leave this place...... First of all, we have to worry about our livelihood.

Yan Chi "chased" Fang Qi until Qinghuan.

"Qin Sanniang, who gave you the power to be so jealous and so arrogant?" Yan Chi stopped Fang Qi from entering the house, and the two stood under the porch to talk.

"Didn't Yan Lang say it first, and he was innocent with the Ji people of the Golden House?"

"So, that means I'm under your custody?"

"Yan Lang has to be reasonable, others give Ji Waiter, Yan Lang does not refuse, but he doesn't touch much in the Golden House, if it is not for the family to be detained, how to explain Yan Lang's behavior?"

"It's a big deal." Yan Chi snorted lightly: "The people of the Golden House don't dare to say anything that they have been left out in the cold, so don't they tell the master behind them that they have no value at all?" Besides, it's just concubines, I accept it to give face to the masters behind them, do I still have to take care of the faces of these concubines, and it really rains and dew? ”

"But Wei Ji and others are obviously dissatisfied with Zhao Niangzi." Fang Qi said: "Otherwise, I wouldn't be so impatient to sow discord, if I play such a play today, these people will target me, and Zhao Niangzi will be able to clean up after all." ”

Fang Qi smiled sheepishly, and reached out to pat Yan Chi's arm: "If you lose some husbands, you can benefit Zhao Niangzi, and Yan Lang will definitely not care." ”

Yan Chi: ......

He really didn't have much to worry about when he said that.

"I told Yan Shilang about Tu's death today." Fang Qi felt that she had to report this matter.

After speaking, he took a step back, leaving a little distance to cushion Yan Chi's anger.

Yan Chi really frowned: "Why are you telling him this?" ”

"I'll go and eat first, and as for the reason, I'll talk about it while I'm eating." Fang Qi ran away, she had to leave time for Yan Guoshi to calm down.

On this day, in fact, because of the north wind, it turned cold rapidly.

In the evening, a light rain simply flew, at first it was a little bit, the line was still distinct, and then it became a wet mist, the wind was greater, the coolness passed through the brocade clothes, and went straight to the bones of the person, and the preparation of the fang period was a spicy hot pot, she actually heard Yan Hong talk about what happened to Yan Chi in his childhood, and she couldn't hold back the idea of making a hot pot for Yan Chi to eat.

Hot pot can't actually cure leg ailments.

But a hot diet can always dispel the cold, regardless of the feeling of the body or the accumulation of the heart.

Fang Qi felt that Yan Chi was so pitiful when he was young.

In one day, he lost all the relatives who loved him, it is better not to have a father, Yan Yong, this bastard father, rare in the world, tiger poison does not eat children, he actually can't bear to leave the only flesh and blood left by his wife, and he is determined to torture to death, if he meets such a bastard father......

Fang Qi felt that he could pour the hot pot ingredients directly on the face of his father.

How desperate Yan Chi was back then, Fang Qi even hoped that Yan Chi would not remember these things, even if he was safe and sound now, but the malice of the past had become a wound in his heart forever.

If you only remember that your father is not a good father, but you forget how bad your father can be, and the wound is shallow, it won't hurt so much.

The oil in the pot was boiled over low heat to produce a rich fragrance, Fang Qi had a little time to be in a daze, she recalled that Yan Chi said that he hated the appearance of this festival on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and now finally understood Yan Chi's bad mood at that time, the two reunions of people and months, this festival is a family gathering and sharing a family, but the Yiguo Mansion does not have Yan Chi's "family" seat, Yan Yong was looking forward to Yan Chi's death, and now Yan Yong definitely does not want Yan Chi to be in a high position, Yan Chi has no family to reunite, and in his heart, there is only the eternal waning moon.

At that time, you shouldn't be slandering and being hypocritical.

Fang Qi felt that she was much luckier than Yan Chi - Wang's malice towards her could not cause a wound in her heart, because Wang was just her patriarchal mother-in-law; Her father treated her indifferently, but he never had the ruthlessness to put her to death, all she lacked was her father's love, and she did not suffer inexplicable hatred that violated her family's morality; Although Weng Weng is utilitarian, he has to admit that he is not bad for her; The deepest wound in her heart has always been her biological mother's indifference to her, but later she became clear about the truth, and the wound healed immediately, and she even felt that even if people all over the world hated her, there was still her biological mother's arms as a safe haven, and no matter how cold the malice was, it couldn't really make her feel cold.

Compared with Yan Chi, she is a family person.

Poor Yan Guoshi, let my cooking skills warm you, Fang Qi used the long-handled soup spoon in his hand to gently stir the pot of red soup that had been boiled.

In the flower pavilion, Yan Chi held the pen, and his eyes fell on the scroll spread out on the bookcase, this is actually the design and construction of the sketch in Qinghuan, Yan Chi did not expect Fang Qi to complete the naming task at all, he could only come by himself, and use the time to wait for the meal to eat, and strive to complete this matter.

But Yan Guoshi actually doesn't love poetry and poetry very much, literary talent is limited, when the main hall marked as "one" was named when it was stuck, and even denied the two names of "Shengshi" and "Suiyu", and decided to start with the pavilion and pavilion first, and almost subconsciously, he found the flower pavilion where he was at this time on the artwork, and here you can watch the chrysanthemum garden by pushing the window, and the side column is still planted with Shunying, which is suitable for enjoying autumn, and Yan Guoshi is stuck on the word "autumn" again.

It's not that I can't think of a good name with autumn, but there is a pavilion near the left side of the flower pavilion, which has to be a group name, and the word really has to be well considered.

Yan Chi pushed open a window, the mist appeared in front of him, before the twilight, it seemed that Shun Ying was ready to close because of the dim skylight, looking listless, and the autumn scenery outside the window seemed to be desolate.

Memories are inexplicably active.

He remembered the former residence of his mother in the Yiguo Mansion, and seemed to have planted a Shunying, he was surprised that this flower bloomed in the twilight, in the moonlight, his mother gave him a candied fruit with a silver skewer, and his mother's cuffs exuded a faint citron fruit, and his brother and sister suddenly appeared in the picture of memory, they were playing, and his brother was stumped, and his sister turned her face and smiled at him.

The wind and dew are bleak and the autumn scenery is complicated, and the pity and glory fall in the morning and dusk.

This is a poem recited by my mother, saying that the predecessors wrote, it is this ancient name Shunying, and now some people are gradually called the morning and twilight flowers.

He remembered the word desolate and understood the word pitiful, and he asked his mother why she liked this desolate and pitiful flower.

Mother said that the flower will wither, such as people will eventually grow old, this is the nature of heaven, in fact, there is no need to be sad and sad, mother said that the most helpless is the passage of time, manpower is irretrievable, but people live in the world, the most fortunate thing is that there are good people around them, accompanied, a lifetime of joy and suffering.

Sister A said that her father was her mother's beloved.

Brother teased Sister A, saying that one day, Sister will also have her own lover.

The memories came to an abrupt end, and Yan Chi's face was as cold as frost.