That year, when Wen Yan came out of prison, the so-called belongings were actually the ones he wore on his body.

No one knew that Wen Yan was "ransomed" by Huo Yixiao.

I didn't even know about Wen Yan.

Ah Gui is a fresh face in the capital, and he was ordered to pick up the Wen banquet and bring people to Zhuangzi.

Xing's mother arranged all the food, clothing, housing and transportation.

It's just that Xing's mother has only served Huo Yixiao for so many years, and has never taken care of the girl's family, so Zhuangzi is a place to rest, where will she prepare the girl's household things?

Everything is driven out.

Knowing that Wen Yan is in the filial piety period, he can't use any gorgeous and bright fabrics to clean up.

Xing's mother didn't buy it, and used the remaining materials in the warehouse to quickly rush out a few autumn clothes for Wen Yan.

Wen Yan first arrived, and he couldn't figure out the situation, but after all, it was clean and new, and it was better than the ready-made clothes on his body, so he didn't pay attention to those.

In Wen Yan's words, if you are really exquisite, you won't be able to survive in prison.

is also to fight with Xing's mother, Wen Yan's mouth kept talking during that time, chattering east and west, and what she could talk about without stopping for a moment, anyway, she couldn't bear to be sleepy, and she was in good spirits.

Those nagging trivial things, later, Xing's mother told Huo Yixiao little by little.

Because Wen Yan was a small stay, the carriage that picked her up from the Ding'an Hou Mansion was already on the way, and Wen Yan had very few clothes and luggage.

In the end, there are only one or two cages.

The most valuable thing is the head of the jewelry that Cheng An brought out of the palace.

On the day Wen Yan left Beijing, it was already late autumn in the capital, and the wind was blowing on his body, and it was cold.

Huo Yixiao didn't send her, and he was not suitable to come forward, from beginning to end, no one revealed to Wen Yan who saved her and who the owner of this Zhuangzi was.

Almost three or four days later, Huo Yixiao went to Zhuangzi.

Xing's mother cleaned up the yard where Wen Yan lived.

Huo Yixiao walked in and saw some things stacked on the couch.

Xing's mother followed, and when she saw him watching, she said, "I still missed something when I left." ”

Huo Yixiao looked at the stack of things and was quite surprised: "This is Wen Yan?" ”

The material is not bad, of course, it is not compared with when I was in the palace in the past, mainly because of the color, gray, dark and dull, which is used by the old women of Xing's mother's age.

And in Huo Yixiao's impression, not to mention Cheng'an and Wen Yan, which of the masters in the palace is not like a flower butterfly?

How did Xing's mother know that Huo Yixiao was thinking about this.

She only said those things: "At that time, I made a few bodies, and the rest of the leftovers were made into handkerchiefs, headscarves or something, which happened to be washed that day, and they were still drying in the sun, and the girl was in a hurry to set off and forgot to bring them." ”

Xing's mother likes to have a warm banquet with Huo Yixiao.

She sat down on the couch and said while tidying up: "The little girl's family has created so many sins, and it is pitiful. She came from such a good background, she must have never suffered at all before, but when she fell, it was a big fight.

The slave maid thought that she was not used to wearing or using these materials, but she didn't expect that she really didn't pay attention to them.

She also told the slave maid about the things in the prison, what kind of rats and their families went out, lined up from big to small, and passed in front of her, which sounded weird and funny, and it was sad to think about it. ”

Huo Yixiao remembered that he was not in a hurry to leave that day, but sat and listened to what Xing's mother said.

Halfway through speaking, Ah Gui came to call Xing's mother.

Xing's mother walked away for a while, and Huo Yixiao picked up one of the handkerchiefs.

It's hard to say what kind of state of mind he was in at that time, but he put away the veil and took it out of Zhuangzi, and no one said anything.

That handip is collected in Xihua Hutong.

After putting it away, it has been two years younger, whether it is before going to Lin'an or after returning from Lin'an, Huo Yixiao has never looked for Napazi again.

He really forgot about it.

If it weren't for washing Wen Yan's veil today, Huo Yixiao probably wouldn't have remembered it.

Lying on the couch, Huo Yixiao squinted at the handkerchief hanging in front of the bed.

Although it is still plain, it is made of silk, which is much softer than the previous one.

Wen Yan said that she was not particular, but Huo Yixiao knew that she was actually more particular than anyone else.

The lard with sesame filling should be used well, otherwise it will not be fragrant; The fish that makes vinegar fish likes to be caught in the West Lake, otherwise it is not a taste.

But she doesn't pay attention to it, she really doesn't care at all.

While saying that the taste was a little uninteresting, I didn't see her eat a few less chopsticks of vinegar fish.

This is probably "bending and stretching"?

Just like what she talked to Xing's mother at the beginning, she was really a girl who couldn't bend over, and she couldn't live in prison.

If someone is a little more convenient, the prison is a prison, and it can't become a splendid palace, and she was raised in the palace.

Thinking of this, Huo Yixiao chuckled.

That's why the little fox sees the wind and the rudder like this, and sees the moves?

It's thorough, but it's just forced out by circumstances.

The night breeze blew in through the window, swaying the veil and whirling from time to time.

Huo Yixiao stared at it for a while, his eyelids slowly fought, and before he fell asleep, a thought came into his mind.

What was that dream he had just now?

Was he in a dream, the dream that he saw Wen Yan?

In what way would that eight-year-long dream unfold in front of him?

The thought flashed through him, and he fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already time to prepare for the court.

Huo Yixiao hurriedly cleaned up, and before going out, he took off the handkerchief from the window edge and put it in his sleeve.

The veil has been blown dry.

The faint fragrance on the top is gone.

Huo Yixiao rushed to the palace gate.

The elders are already waiting.

In the Jinluan Palace, the emperor asked about the advancement of the Hubu case.

Today is not a big court meeting, Huo Huaiding is not present, it is Chen Zhenghan who comes forward to reply.

The old man replied respectfully, saying as soon as possible, as hard as possible, and with all his heart.

The words in the scene were very good, but the people present were all smart people, and everyone could hear that the emperor wanted to close the case quickly.

Also, the greed for ink is involved in the six parts, and it can't be checked endlessly.

These major events are not the turn of the princes to speak.

Huo Yixiao stood next to Zhu Huan, lowered his head, and adjusted his angle to glance at Zhu Yu behind him.

Sure enough, as he thought, Zhu Yu's brows frowned slightly, as if he was preoccupied.

After the next court, Chen Zhenghan went to the Yamen of the household with them.

He looked for Huo Huaiding and said, "The emperor asked about the progress of the case, you are thinking about it yourself, how many days can the case be closed?" ”

Huo Huaiding smiled, and when he saw an inner servant probing his brain, he raised his voice slightly: "It's going to take a lot of time to really investigate carefully, but the emperor asked, and I can only delay it for three or five days at most." ”

"If only you had a good idea." Chen Zhenghan asked a few more words and walked away on crutches.

Huo Huaiding sent him out, but his eyes chased the servant just now, and when he saw that the other party had entered the official department next door, he snorted.