Before the words fell, Emperor Chunjia, who was wearing regular clothes, had already bypassed the screen and entered, his face teasing, and he looked at the master and servant with a smile.

Xijing hurriedly put down the handkerchief and stepped forward to say goodbye.

The emperor didn't care, and said, "Go down." ”

Yun Fenghuan reluctantly got up to greet him, "It's so late, why does Your Majesty still have to come here as a concubine?" ”

"Concubine Yun doesn't seem to welcome me over?" Emperor Chunjia asked lazily.

Yun Fenghuan pretended to deny: "How can it be? Your Majesty can come here with the concubine, and the concubine is too late to be happy! It's just that the concubine's appearance is not neat at this time, and I'm afraid that after His Majesty sees it, he won't like the concubine! ”

Seeing that the emperor glanced at herself with a smile, she didn't mean to blame, she hit the snake and complained on the stick, "What did Your Majesty do as soon as you come to send the concubine's palace maid away, the concubine still has something to do with her!" ”

"What do you want her to do?" Emperor Chunjia glanced at her and said, "That's it, take the veil, and I will wipe it with you." ”

Yun Fenghuang couldn't tell what idea he wanted to make when he was so considerate, but he was also happy, and immediately handed him the handkerchief, and flattered, "Your Majesty is the best, and the concubine likes Your Majesty the most!" ”

Emperor Chunjia sneered, obviously not believing this at all.

Because he didn't expect the emperor to come over so late, Yun Fenghuang only wore thin profane clothes when he came out of the bath.

The skin of the young palace concubine who is young and young is like frost and snow, shining under the candlelight. The green silk of the crow is scattered behind the head, soft as a waterfall, and the beauty is like jade. She knelt in front of the mirror, and the soft fabric clearly outlined her slender waist, like willow branches swaying in the wind on the shore of a lake in spring.

The emperor originally had something on his mind, saying that wiping her hair was just a casual thing, but looking at it at the moment, there was some blood surging, his eyes were condensed, and he moved away as if nothing happened, and found that Yun Fenghuan was peeking at himself from the bronze mirror.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and while wiping her, he asked lightly, "Is there a charter for that?" ”

"What's the matter?" Yun Fenghuan was a little distracted, remembering that Qi Jiulu had also wiped her hair before, at that time the two of them were still young, in the winter afternoon, the Jiang family took her to Qi's mansion to meet an elder, and the adults were talking, so they sent her to see Qi Jiulu, and also let the fiancée cultivate feelings from an early age.

So she took the maid and followed Qi's servants to Qi Jiulu's courtyard.

She was reluctant to go, because it was the most boring place for children, especially girls. In the empty courtyard, there is only a bush of green bamboo planted in the corner of the wall, and in addition, they are full of green bricks, and there are some stone locks and wooden figures, and under the verandah on both sides, there are weapon racks, and the swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks are dazzling.

When Yun Fenghuang walked in, it was just snowing, and the maid guarding the door saw her coming, hurriedly helped to open the curtain, and raised her voice to pray.

However, Qi Jiulu was indifferent, and Yun Fenghuang walked in only to find that he had an ancient book in front of him, and he was frowning and writing and drawing.

"What is this?" The little girl curiously leaned up to take a look.

"Alone." Qi Jiulu was absent-minded, said a short sentence, and asked the maid to take her outside to serve tea, coaxing in her mouth, "You go sit for a while, I'll come over to accompany you immediately." ”

Then Yun Fenghuang sat on a stick of incense outside, and he didn't see him, so he was a little annoyed, looking at the heavy snow outside the glass window, and simply dragged the maid out for a snowball fight.

At such a young age, he just wanted to relieve his boredom, but he forgot about Qi Jiulu while playing. The maid who was still waiting saw that her sleeves and skirts were wet, and she was worried that she would be punished, so she even coaxed and deceived her, and persuaded Yun Fenghuan to go to the back hall to clean up.

They took off Yun Fenghuang's skirt and took it to dry, because they were afraid that she would catch a cold, so they hugged the quilt of Qi Jiulu and let her cover it on the soft couch, and asked the kitchen to send some pastries and tea to serve.

Yun Fenghuang was still eating pastries with great interest at first, but before he knew it, he fell asleep with half a piece of snack.

I don't know how long it took to sleep, but I heard Qi Jiulu lowering his voice in a daze, "...... Knowing that Ah Huang's dress is wet, why don't you see that a lot of snow has fallen on her head, and when she is playing, it melts down, and most of her hair is wet! On such a cold day, I didn't dry her after entering the house, what should I do if I have a headache in the future?! ”

When he was a child, Qi Jiulu was actually a little indifferent, and he was like water to everyone. This is because he was born as the eldest son of the sect, and since he can remember, he has been taught to be moody and unobtrusive, and to behave in a dignified manner, so as not to be looked down upon, so that he does not dare to express his emotions easily; It is also because he has a heavy responsibility and heavy schoolwork, so it is difficult for him to be carefree and innocent and lively like ordinary children.

Even for Yun Fenghuang's fiancée, it is not so much a different view, but a politeness under the advice of the elders.

When girls come to him, as long as they are not busy, they will accompany them.

If she is leaving, she will be politely sent to the door, and by the way, she will say hello to the elders who brought her.

As for special care and thoughtfulness......

Before this day, Yun Feng Huang really hadn't felt it.

When she first woke up, she listened to these words, and she didn't even contact herself for a while, only subconsciously rubbed her eyes and raised her head, and then she felt her hair being pulled, and she couldn't help but scream.

"Did it hurt you?" Qi Jiulu immediately stopped reprimanding, and touched her head in a panic to check, at this time Yun Fenghuan found that his double bun had been untied, and he was asking this person to grab a handful of long hair and twist it with a handkerchief, she was still a little dazed, and looked at him in a daze for a while, before asking with a little milky voice, "What are you doing?" ”

Qi Jiulu listened, his face was still gloomy, but there was a smile in his eyes, he touched her head again, and said gently, "It's nothing, are you sleepy?" If you are sleepy, you will continue to sleep. ”

She was still sleepy, so she wondered for a while, then hung her head and went back to sleep...... It's just that not long after hanging his head, he felt a pillow stuffed under his neck, and the quilt covering his body was also pulled to his chin and tucked away.

She was familiar with such careful care, which was often done by the Jiang family and the nurse, and Yun Fenghuang slept with great peace of mind.

When I woke up again, I was already on the carriage back to Xie Mansion, Jiang was chatting with the nurse in a low voice, mentioning Qi Jiulu and her from time to time, and occasionally words such as "match made in heaven" and "deep fate" appeared, and I was very happy when I heard the tone.

"I always thought you were my fiancée, and I should respect you." Later, as the relationship between the two became closer and closer, Qi Jiulu still remained cold and calm in front of others, but in front of her, she became more and more gentle, and it can even be said that she was obedient.

Once Yun Fenghuan remembered this, and casually asked him that the maid who seemed to be the age didn't expect her hair to be wet when she played in the snow, why did he take it into account if he hadn't served anyone?

Qi Jiulu's face remained unchanged at that time, but the roots of his ears were a little red, "I came out of the study to look for you that day, and when I saw you curled up in my quilt, a small soft ball, I suddenly felt that ...... word 'respect', and I was inevitably alienated." ”

At that time, he looked at the little girl who was not a stranger but had never really fallen in love with the quilt he was familiar with, she slept very deeply, her cheeks like rose petals, and her thick eyelashes fluttered with his breath, like the wings of a butterfly when it was about to fly, indescribably slender and exquisite.

It looks beautiful and fragile.

It is very different from the cloud wind fence when you are awake.

The most desired concubine of the Xie family's generation has always been lively and almost brutal, and one person can toss the movements of a group of people. Chen often told his son privately that such a girl was not dignified and demure enough, and when she passed the door, she must be trained well. She admires Chao Jingyou more, she is also a young girl, but she is quiet and distressing, she speaks and does things gently, and she has the tameness and softness that Chen likes in her bones.

However, Qi Jiulu's father was very much in favor of the troubles of his prospective daughter-in-law, because such an energetic little girl always made him think that after the children of the two families grew up, soon, there would be a group of energetic grandchildren like Yun Fenghuang in Qi's old mansion. They were noisy in and out every day, shouting for this and that, wrapping around him from time to time, and perhaps pulling his well-maintained beard......

The Qi family, whose heirs are getting thinner and thinner, needs this kind of liveliness very much, and in comparison, Chao Jingyou is so obedient, it is really a bit boring...... Is it difficult for the Qi family to be quiet enough now?

The clouds and winds didn't come, and the whole house was silent, making people wonder if there were still living people inside.

In the end, the Qi family is Qi Jiulu's father, so when Yun Fenghuang is in Qi Mansion, he is even more unrestrained than in Xie Mansion.

Following his father's teachings, the young Qi Jiulu treated her seriously with the attitude of "respecting his wife", like completing a schoolwork, not liking or disliking, he was just used to fulfilling the obligations of the sect according to the requirements of the elders.

Treating Yun Fenghuan politely, in his eyes at the time, was also one of his obligations.

However, on that winter afternoon, looking at the girl sleeping in her futon, I suddenly had a feeling of "this is mine".

Qi Jiulu stood in place and watched for a while, and the saluting maid was suspicious because she had maintained Wanfu's posture for a long time, and tried to peek at his expression, before he came back to his senses in a trance.

He felt annoyed and angry at his rare gaffe, but he was unwilling to just leave.

So he decided to cover it up by waking up Yun Fenghuan.

However, when I arrived at the soft couch, I hesitated, because I didn't know how to wake her up? Is that all that? Won't it scare her? Push, the kind gently? But where to push?

When he treated Yun Fenghuan as a task before, he would not have this kind of embarrassment, and he would not even come over to wake her up in person, this kind of thing told the maids, isn't it okay to wait outside?

But at this moment, Qi Jiulu didn't want to fake anyone.

He hesitated for a moment, cautiously stretched out his hand, carefully stopped in front of Yun Fenghuang's cheeks, and finally gently touched her double bun, "Ah Huang? ”

Then Yun Fenghuang didn't wake up, but he was stunned to find that his palm was wet, and he rubbed his hand of water.

And then ...... Yun Feng Huang woke up.

“…… It's all like this, it's time to wake up. "Pay attention to the bronze mirror, the six blue gauze palace lamps will shine in the room, and the mirror clearly reflects the man who helped wipe his long hair behind him.

Yun Fenghuan sighed silently in his heart, this person is not as handsome as Qi Jiulu, but he is fundamentally different from Qi Jiulu.

Or because this is Yuan Neem's bamboo horse, not her bamboo horse.

Chunjia looked at Yuan Neem Niang, thinking that it was the kind of gaze that Qi Jiulu looked at her, no matter how alienated and perfunctory and indifferent to outsiders were, she was always warm and close to Qingmei.

It's not like this moment, it's warm and cold.

She froze and smiled, "Your Majesty, why don't you speak?" ”

"Why was Concubine Yun silent for a long time, I thought I was thinking about how to answer me, but I didn't hear my question at all?" Emperor Chunjia paused, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Concubine Yun keeps saying that she likes me the most, but I am in front of you, but what are you thinking?" ”

He touched the hair that was scattered all over his back, felt that it was almost enough, threw the handkerchief on the shelf not far away, sat down, picked up the tea, and asked slowly, "Or, who are you thinking about?" ”