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The next morning, Jin Chu saw that the sun was quite good, a few green fragrant bamboos outside the window were swaying left and right, and the pointed leaf tips seemed to be decorated with small silver flowers, so he asked Xiaoyu and Xiaolian to pack breakfast in a food box, and then led the head out of the Xinzhi Pavilion and slowly came to the flower building, in which Xuanyuan Jifeng was lying on the small couch and reading a book, before he had breakfast, Jin Churan quietly walked in, walked to Xuanyuan Jifeng and pulled the scroll in his hand, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, what time is it and you don't need breakfast?" As he spoke, Jin Churan glanced down at the book cover and sighed softly: "Why is His Highness looking at this again?" It's boring! ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng raised his eyes to look at Jin Churan, smiled and asked, "How is it?" ”

Jin Chu was unclear, so "What's how?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng slowly got up from the couch: "This king is asking how you talked with Beitang Yiyu last night?" ”

Jin Churan lowered his eyes slightly.

What else?

Jin Churan shook his head and said, "I didn't ask anything." ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng was puzzled: "What exactly do you want to ask him?" ”

Jin Churan frowned slightly.

It's hard to say and you can't say it.

You can't tell Xuanyuan Monsoon about the soul of a past life, right?

Besides, even if he told Xuanyuan Monsoon, he wouldn't necessarily believe it.

Jin Churan didn't answer, and then looked at Xuanyuan Monsoon with a smile, pulled him over and sat down at the table, Xiaoyu and Xiaolian had already put the porridge and dishes in the food box on the table, Jin Churan looked at the porridge and dishes on the table with a smile and said: "These are the dishes that Xiaoyu and Xiaolian have recently made in the Xinzhi Pavilion, Your Highness to try?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng also looked at it, and then looked at Jin Churan and said, "Why don't you call your fifth brother to use it together?" ”

Jin Churan frowned lightly when he heard this: "No need, right?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng shook his head with a smile, followed and looked at Xiao Yu and said, "You hurry up and go to Feixia Pavilion and call the fifth young master to the flower building for breakfast." ”

Xiaoyu responded.

Xuanyuan Jifeng thought about it, and then looked at Xiaolian for a while and said, "You go to Tianyun Pavilion and call the Marquis of Anguo over." ”

Xiaolian said "ah", quite puzzled, looked at Xuanyuan Monsoon, and then looked at Jin Churan, but still went.

Jin Churan asked, "What are you calling him here for?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng raised his eyes to look at Jin Churan and said, "Everyone who comes is a guest!" ”

Jin Churan disdainfully "cut".

Xuanyuan Jifeng smiled: "No matter how you say it, Beitang Yiyu is not a prisoner of King Jing's Mansion. He had come to receive the body. ”

Jin Churan said: "It's just rhetoric." ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng said: "Although this king doesn't know exactly what you have to do with Beitang Yiyu to come over, but Beitang Yiyu is the Marquis of Anguo after all, the minister of the previous dynasty, and this king can't be too harsh, so as not to be honest, the etiquette that should be followed still has to be followed, and the work that should be done on the surface still has to be done." After speaking, Xuanyuan Jifeng looked at Jin Churan closely, in fact, how much he hoped that Jin Churan could tell him all the reasons frankly, as long as Jin Churan said it, he would believe it.

But Jin Churan didn't have it in the end.

"Your Highness is blaming me?"

"What do you blame?"

Jin Churan lowered his head and said, "Blame me for everything I did to Beitang Yiyu yesterday," as he spoke, Jin Churan looked at Xuanyuan Monsoon, and asked in a low voice, "Am I embarrassing Your Highness?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng gently grabbed Jin Churan's hand, shook his head and said, "Don't think about it. ”

Jin Churan nodded in response.

As he was talking, Jin Chushang stepped in, "What are you doing to find me in this flower building early in the morning?" Saying that, Jin Chushang sat down slowly, looked at the dishes on the table, and then smiled: "This glance knows that it is Xiaoyu and Xiaolian's craftsmanship," As he spoke, Jin Chushang turned his head and wanted to take a look at Xiaoyu and Xiaolian, but he only saw Xiaoyu, and he couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What about Xiaolian?" ”

Jin Churan said: "I've gone to Tianyun Pavilion." ”

Jin Chushang stared at Jin Churan and said, "What did you send someone to tell him to do?" As he spoke, he looked at the various porridge dishes on the table: "He also deserves such good things!" Then he looked at Jin Churan and said, "Have you forgotten what he did to you before?" ”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Monsoon couldn't help but ask, "What did Beitang Yiyu do before?" ”

Jin Chushang sighed twice before he said: "Beitang Yiyu is simply not a person, not to mention the divorce for no reason, and turned his head to marry Situ Yuandong, although he is not married, but this matter is already known to everyone in Kyoto City, no one knows, so that Xiaoliu and Xinyang Houfu are so faceless, Beitang Yiyu almost cut off Xiaoliu's left hand before, but only because Xiaoliu picked a branch of begonia in his garden. Saying that, Jin Chushang shook his head: "All this, there are so many!" I don't know, how precious the sticky begonias in his garden are, the third sister almost lost a hand after only touching it once, and was scared half to death by Beitang Yiyu. ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng sighed lightly: "Speaking of which, the sticky begonias of the Marquis of Anguo Mansion are indeed quite related. ”

Jin Chushang asked, "What is the origin?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng chuckled and said: "I don't know exactly how this king is, but when this king was young, I heard my mother say a story from the Marquis of Anguo's mansion, and this story is about sticking to the stalk begonia." ”

Jin Chu hurriedly asked, "What story?" ”

Before Xuanyuan Monsoon could say anything, Beitang Yiyu had already walked in slowly: "The story that His Royal Highness King Jing wants to tell is the story of the second grandmother cursing the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion in the market?" As he spoke, Beitang Yiyu looked at Xuanyuan Jifeng again and chuckled: "Your Royal Highness King Jing, the rumors in the market cannot be believed. ”

Before Beitang Yiyu's words fell, Jin Churan and Jin Chushang had already raised their eyes to look at Beitang Yiyu.

Xuanyuan Jifeng smiled and said, "Since such rumors are rampant, they must not be groundless. ”

Beitang Yiyu sat down slowly, looked at Jin Churan, and then looked at the porridge on the table and said, "Dare to ask His Royal Highness King Jing, if the rumors are true, how can I survive to this day?" In that story, the curse of the second grandmother was directed at me! After speaking, Beitang Yiyu looked at the Xuanyuan monsoon.

Xuanyuan Jifeng smiled and looked at Beitang Yiyu: "That's why you don't dare to be touched, because you are afraid that if the curse comes true." ”

Beitang smiled: "Nonsense. ”

Jin Churan asked, "What kind of curse is it?" ”

Xuanyuan Monsoon said lightly: "The twelve seasons of begonias only bloom for one season, and the second grandmother was the most in the year."