As soon as Yan Kang sent Guo Jing and Wang Chu out of the city, Qiu Xiang sent lunch boxes to Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci.

Because of the simplicity of Bao Xi's weak life, Zhao Wangfu has always disliked extravagance and waste, so even if he knew that Mu Nianci might be a noble person in the future, there were four hot dishes in this food box, and a pot of wine was warmed.

Although there are not many dishes, the chefs in the palace are really good, and the color and flavor of the products are excellent.

Mu Nianci set up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them deliciously, she ate for a while, and found that Yang Tiexin's chopsticks didn't move, but looked sad and worried. Mu Nianci couldn't help but stop and asked softly, "Daddy, but this dish is not to taste?" ”

Yang Tiexin sighed: "Daddy has no appetite, you eat more." With that, he took the flask and began to pour himself a drink.

Mu Nianci saw that Yang Tiexin had never eaten, snatched the wine jug in his hand, and said a little angrily: "Daddy, you don't eat, just drink like this, be careful of drinking your body." ”

Yang Tiexin couldn't, so he had to eat a few bites indiscriminately, and then coaxed Mu Nianci to return the wine jug.

This wine pot is not big, Yang Tiexin eats a bite of food, drinks a glass of wine, and drinks a cup of tea, and drinks this pot of wine to the bottom. Yang Tiexin poured the wine jug desperately, and finally dropped a few drops into the cup, and there was no more wine, so he had to put it down dejectedly.

Mu Nianci saw Yang Tiexin's uncomfortable appearance, and she also felt uncomfortable, she put down her chopsticks: "Daddy, I'll ask Miss Qiuxiang to bring a few more pots of wine, and I'll drink with you!" With that, she stood up and prepared to go out and call someone.

Yang Tiexin smiled bitterly and grabbed Mu Nianci: "Daughter, let's be in someone's house, don't make trouble for others, Dad, I've drunk enough, I just feel a little depressed, just go out for a walk." With that, he pulled out the stool, pushed the door open, and went out.

Mu Nianci saw that Yang Tiexin was depressed, but he couldn't comfort him, so he had to watch him go out and sigh dejectedly.

Yang Tiexin walked out of the room and saw that there were some maids and guards coming and going, so he found someone to go to less.

The buildings in the palace of King Zhao are all carved railings and jade, the corridor is nine curves, Yang Tiexin walked for a while, he was already a little lost, and he was looking for someone to ask the path, and suddenly saw three white-walled huts not far away.

When Yang Tiexin saw these three huts, he was very surprised, this hut was incompatible with other buildings in the palace, but it was like a house in his countryside.

Yang Tiexin approached the three huts, and a row of bamboo fences was built in front of the huts to enclose a small courtyard. The more he looked at it, the more he felt a little unreal, as if he had returned to Niujia Village.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he shouted inside, "Is there anyone?" ”

No one responded.

Yang Tiexin pushed open the bamboo fence, walked through the courtyard, and when he arrived at the door of the middle hut, he knocked on the door again, but no one answered.

Yang Tiexin pushed the door in, looked around the house, and his body shook violently.

The tables and stools in this room turned out to be old acquaintances, and there was a rusty iron gun hanging on the wall, and a broken plow was placed next to the gun. Yang Tiexin walked to the wall and picked up the iron gun, only to see the words "Iron Heart Yang" engraved six inches near the tip of the gun, and his tears couldn't help but flow silently down from his face.

Yang Tiexin caressed the iron spear, tears couldn't stop flowing, and I don't know how long it took, when he suddenly heard a soft but slightly angry voice say, "Please don't touch this iron spear." ”

Yang Tiexin woke up in shock, and when he looked back, the person he had been thinking about for eighteen years was walking in, with a little anger on his face.

After lunch, Bao Xiweak usually likes to take a nap, but today for some reason, she suddenly thought of walking in the backyard, and unconsciously walked to the door of the hut.

These three huts were built by Wanyan Honglie specifically for Bao Xiwei in the house, and the style is almost exactly the same as the old house in her Niujia Village, and the broken plowshares, rusty iron guns, and those tables and stools in the house are all transported from Niujia Village.

Bao Xiqiao likes to go alone in the hut from time to time on weekdays, and generally does not allow others to come here, but the cleaning in the house is done by herself. When she arrived at the hut that day, she saw an outsider breaking in and holding an iron gun, and she couldn't help but get angry.

But seeing that the man turned around with tears on his face, Bao Xi was weak and his heart was soft, and he said softly: "You put down the gun, I don't blame you." ”

Yang Tiexin said: "It's just a rusty iron gun, why does the princess care so much!" ”

Bao Xiwan stepped forward, took the iron gun from his hand, hung it back on the wall, and said, "This is my most precious thing." ”

When Yang Tiexin heard this, his spirit was shocked. Although he saw Bao Xiqiao in the morning, Bao Xiqiao obviously couldn't recognize him, and as soon as Mu Nianci said it, he was also half puzzled if this princess was his Bao lady. When he accidentally saw these huts and saw the old objects in these houses, Yang Tiexin was of course sure in his heart.

Although the old man is unharmed, it is just that Yang Tie thought in his heart, and he regretted that he had followed the king of Zhao of the Great Golden Kingdom and enjoyed the glory and wealth for eighteen years, but he was afraid that he would have forgotten his mud legs outside the clouds. So Yang Tiexin picked up the iron gun and wept silently, firstly, to see things and think about people, and secondly, to be very entangled in his heart.

Until I heard Bao Xiweak's sentence, "This is my most precious thing." Yang Tiexin was overjoyed, he wiped his tears, and suddenly said: "There was a pair of iron guns, but now there is only one left." ”

Bao Xiwan was surprised: "How do you know? ”

Yang Tiexin didn't answer, turned to a broken plow next to the gun, and said: "The plow is damaged, Ming'er asked Zhang Mu'er of Dongcun to add a pound and a half of iron, and beat a dozen." ”

When Bao Xiqiao heard this, her whole body trembled, she turned her head to stare at Yang Tiexin, and said in a trembling voice: "You... What are you talking about? ”

Yang Tiexin looked at Bao Xiweak, and said slowly: "I said that the plow is damaged, Ming'er asked Zhang Mu'er from Dongcun to add a pound and a half of iron, and beat a dozen." ”

Bao Xiwan looked at the rough man in front of her, who seemed to overlap with the familiar figure in her memory, but she still couldn't believe it, and asked repeatedly: "Who are you?" How did you... How do I know the night my husband died... What was said that night? ”

Yang Tiexin rolled up his sleeves, exposed his left arm, and said softly: "Look at who I am." ”

Bao Xiwan took a closer look, and saw a scar on his arm, which was exactly the same as in her memory, she was suddenly surprised, pulled Yang Tiexin's arm and cried: "You are Brother Tiexin." ”

Bao Xi's weak voice still had three doubts, she had always thought that Yang Tiexin had passed away for the past eighteen years, if she saw this for the first time, she would have to think that it was a ghost in front of her. It's just that she had only seen this person in the morning, and she thought that this person had a daughter, so she was a living person.

Yang Tiexin hugged Bao Xi weakly and said, "I am!" As he spoke, his two lines of hot tears flowed uncontrollably.

Bao Xiqiao no longer had the slightest doubt at this time, and hugged Yang Tiexin tightly, crying and saying: "Brother Tiexin, where have you been for the past eighteen years, I always thought you were gone, woo woo woo ......"

The two hugged each other and cried for a while, Yang Tiexin took the lead in collecting his tears, pulled Bao Xiweak to sit on the stool, and began to tell about his experience over the years. Bao Xiweak still continued to cry, and when he heard Yang Tiexin take a little girl to the north and south, looking for himself, he couldn't cry even more.

When Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiwan hugged each other and cried, they didn't expect someone to come from outside the house, and they took in all the situations.

Outside the house, this man saw the princess embracing the other men, and he couldn't help but be frightened, and covered his mouth for fear that he would make any noise.

Mu Nianci saw that Yang Tiexin had not returned for a long time, and he was worried, so he asked Qiu Xiang to talk. Qiuxiang said that Uncle Mu was lost, so Mu Nianci relaxed and went to find someone by himself. She asked many people who had seen Yang Tiexin along the way, and then traced to find the hut, but she didn't expect to see this picture.

Bao is a weak princess, and she never puts on a show to Qiu Xiang and her subordinates, and she also accepts herself and Dongxue as righteous daughters, which can be described as a mountain of kindness to herself. But when this kind of thing happens, Qiu Xiang is also a master of the six gods for a while, and I don't know what to do. She listened in a trance for a while, listening to the countless words of the two, so she had to tiptoe away from here first.

Qiu Xiang left the backyard and walked aimlessly all the way, and in a trance, she suddenly bumped into someone, she screamed and fell to the ground.

The person who bumped into Qiu Xiang was Wan Yan Honglie, he saw that Yan Kang was not there at lunch, and he was about to discuss something big with his son, but he didn't expect to be bumped into his arms. His face sank, and he wanted to reprimand the person who came twice, but after seeing this person clearly, Wanyan Honglie lost his temper, stepped forward to help Qiu Xiang up, and said with concern: "Qiu Xiang, it's okay!" ”

Qiu Xiang was helped up, didn't dare to look at Wan Yan Honglie, and said in a low voice: "It's the slave who is not good, and he collided with the prince." ”

Wanyan Honglie asked with a smile: "If it is a girl from Dongxue, it is not strange that she is in a hurry, and she doesn't walk for a long time." You've always been careful, what's wrong today, but you're not feeling well? ”

If Wanyan Honglie scolded Qiu Xiang at this time, she would feel better.

As soon as these words of concern came out, Qiu Xiang shook her head desperately and said, "The slave is fine!" The slave is fine! ”

Qiu Xiang used to be gentle and tranquil, but at this time, he was so at a loss that Wanyan Honglie couldn't let go, he thought for a while, and then asked: "But the guests who came to the house these days, someone bullied you?" If that's the case, you name it, and the king is in charge of you! ”

After Yan Honglie thought about it, Qiu Xiang served Yan Kang since she was a child, and was accepted as a righteous daughter by the Bao family, it is impossible to be bullied by others in the house, it can only be Ouyang Ke and these few people in the past few days that can make Qiu Xiang behave so unexpectedly.

After Qiu Xiang saw Yan Honglie say this, she couldn't help it anymore, and she cried out loud.

Wanyan Honglie saw that she was so abnormal, so he pulled her into the study, drove her away, and said lovingly: "There is no one else here, who has been wronged, rest assured to come to this king!" ”

Qiu Xiang stopped crying and told everything she had just seen and heard.

When Wanyan Honglie heard that Bao Xiqiao was hugging other men, he immediately became angry and hurried to the backyard.