Chapter 38: A Warm Feast or a Warm Feast
Huo Yixiao turned around and left.
Wen Yan couldn't help laughing, this time the popularity ran away.
On the contrary, Huo Yixiao's appearance of being angry made her feel very cute.
Compared with Huo Yixiao, who was paranoid and gloomy after being tempered in his previous life, this is really reassuring in front of him.
Vivid and straightforward, revealing a youthful spirit.
Wen Yan walked briskly and continued to follow.
The house was close in front of him, and Huo Yixiao had to stop again.
"You ......"
"Meowβ"
A cat meow interrupted Huo Yixiao's words, he followed the sound and looked, only to see the black cat coming in lightly from outside the wall, stepping on the ground with four paws, and jumping into Wen Yan's arms quickly.
Wen Yan hugged the black cat and rubbed its neck, making the cat raise its neck and bark again.
She introduced with a smile: "It's called Ebony, I told you yesterday that the three big rats that scared Ji Ji were caught by it." β
Huo Yixiao said "En" and stared at the black cat.
Not only did he hear Wen Yan mention it last night, but he also heard Huo Yixuan mention it before.
said that Wen Yan, the bitter master, went to the yamen and hugged a black cat that had become a sperm.
A series of actions made Governor Li bitter.
The little fox went to show off his might, and brought a black cat as a thug.
And he Huo Yixiao, the tiger in Wen Yan's eyes, to put it bluntly, is a big cat.
Tut!
That restlessness came up again, Huo Yixiao's brows tightened, and said, "It's too dark, it doesn't look as good as Cheng'an's Persian cat." β
As soon as the words fell, all the hairs on Ebon'er's back stood up and screamed.
Huo Yixiao sneered: "I can understand the words, but I can't listen to the truth, it's amazing." β
Wen Yan took a lot of effort to press Ebony and didn't let it give Huo Yixiao a claw.
Huo Yixiao watched the competition between the man and the cat, entered the house with a calm face, closed the door with his backhand, and even closed the window quickly.
Wen Yan stabilized Ebony, and then he couldn't help but smile and stepped forward and knocked on the window: "Okay, if you don't come, I can only blow the cold wind on the lake." β
In the house, Huo Yixiao was lying on the couch under the window.
He heard Wen Yan's words, and he heard footsteps.
The footsteps that had been following him unhurriedly before were getting farther and lighter.
Huo Yixiao raised his hand and slapped it on the window panel.
There was no bolt in the first place, so he was asked to shoot it and squeak a squeak.
The courtyard was empty, and Wen Yan's figure was nowhere to be found, only the tall golden cinnamon tree remained.
The fragrance of flowers poured in with the wind, and he was tired of having a headache.
Huo Yixiao simply closed his eyes, thinking in a daze, with a little fox's temperament, how could he think she was peaceful and gentle before?
Half-asleep and half-awake, Huo Yixiao dreamed of a few years ago.
In the fourth year of Ruiyong, the Empress Dowager Shen died, and he was taken to the palace by the emperor and Concubine Huo to accompany the three princes.
He is a few months younger than the third prince, he is the same age, and he was born in the Huo family, so this arrangement is not beyond common sense.
Even at that time, it was said that the Huo family chose the third prince Zhu Huan.
What the future holds, it's hard to say.
Zhu Huan and his mother Tang Zhaoyi valued Huo Yixiao very much and were polite in order to hold on to Concubine Huo's strength.
In the beginning, everything was normal.
It's just that it didn't take long for a faint gust of wind to blow, saying that he was the emperor's own son, and he had to be sent away because of his fear of the Shen family, and the Empress Dowager Shen was gone, so the emperor took him back and raised him by his side.
Some believe, some doubt, some wait, and some throw chess pieces to tempt.
Huo Yixiao's situation became delicate in an instant, and his relationship with Zhu Huan froze.
He was twelve years old.
On that day, autumn was crisp.
He accidentally suffered another loss, shook off everyone, and ran to the uninhabited first house.
In the verandah, the little girl sat on a stone slab and leaned against the railing in her arms, holding a snow-white Persian cat.
The cat was alert, and at the sound of the sound it fluttered and slipped up the tree.
The little girl opened her eyes in confusion and looked at him stupidly.
Huo Yixiao turned around and wanted to leave.
The little girl rubbed her eyes and asked him, "What about the white jade group?" β
Huo Yixiao raised his chin: "On the tree." β
The little girl ran to the bottom of the tree, and beckoned to the cat in the tree, and said a lot of good things, but the cat did not move.
Huo Yixiao was amused by her "kind words to persuade the cat": "Can it understand?" β
After thinking for a while, the little girl nodded: "Yes." Can you catch it for me? β
Huo Yixiao didn't agree.
The little girl was quite helpless, and said: "Then I'll catch it myself, you can help me watch it, in case it runs away, you have to tell me where it is running." β
Huo Yixiao was noncommittal, but he didn't leave in the end, watching her climb trees and catch cats.
He kept thinking about how such a well-behaved and obedient little girl said that she would climb a tree and climb a tree.
When a grandmother came to find her, Huo Yixiao knew that her name was Wen Yan, the granddaughter of Mrs. Xia, and she was Cheng An's companion.
Wen Yan followed Mama away, walked a long way, and turned back to smile and wave at him.
Later, he met Wen Yan a few more times.
She followed behind Cheng An, whether she spoke or behaved, she was a royal demeanor, and she didn't look like a tree climber at all.
Until one time, when he was walking along the palace road, a head suddenly appeared on the palace wall on the side.
Both of them were stunned, Wen Yan leaned on the wall, his fingers were silenced, and he smiled at him.
Then, another one popped up on the side, it was Cheng An.
It turns out that not only Wen Yan can climb over the wall, but Cheng An will also.
Cheng An coerced and lured him to prevent him from going out, and Wen Yan pursed his lips and smiled.
Of course he won't say.
In the palace, no one can tell these interesting things.
β¦β¦
Huo Yixiao opened his eyes.
It was dark, and he slept for a long time.
The dream dissipated, and he covered his eyes with the back of his hand and took a few deep breaths.
He hadn't dreamed of anything from a few years ago for a long time, and now he probably saw Wen Yan holding a cat before he suddenly rushed up.
There was only herbal tea in the teapot on the table, and he drank it all in one go, but what he was reading was the warm osmanthus wine he had tasted last night.
I am addicted to alcohol, and I am getting more and more panicked.
In the end, Huo Yixiao still got out of the post house and went to the ferry.
The old lady was still waiting there, and when she saw Huo Yixiao, she asked someone to board the boat familiarly.
Huo Yixiao listened to the sound of water and asked, "Do you know your girl's recipe for brewing?" β
The old lady said: "The girl said yesterday, what do you want to know, why don't you ask her." β
Huo Yixiao was not satisfied, but he didn't ask again.
The boat landed on the flower boat, and Huo Yixiao still didn't wait for the plank, and jumped up.
Wen Yan stood on the deck, smiling at him.
Suddenly, this smile overlapped with the smile that appeared on the wall of the palace that year, and nothing seemed to have changed except for the facial features that had grown a little.
A warm feast is still a warm feast.
The calm and gentle, thoughtful, and slow speech is just the appearance.
This appearance does not conflict with the one in front of her.
At the end of the day, she will climb trees and climb walls in the palace with heavy rules, and now there are no palace rules pressing, won't she become more and more lawless!
Lawlessness, fool him with a mouth full of nonsense!
"I'll hear what you're going to say today." Huo Yixiao stiffened his face and said.