in the cabin.

There are drinks and food on the table.

Huo Yixiao glanced at it, most of them were famous dishes in the south of the Yangtze River, especially in Lin'an City, and a few Beijing dishes.

He wasn't a particularly picky eater, but he also had one or two taboo ingredients, and there were none of them in front of him.

Wen Yan did not call the little maid and lady on the boat to entertain, but only let the old lady stay aside.

invited Huo Yixiao to sit down, Wen Yan sat with him, and took the wine jug to add one to him.

Huo Yixiao looked at Wen Yan, his brows slightly locked.

Wen Yan did not untie his cloak, and two charcoal basins were placed on both sides of the cabin.

Although the night wind in the lake is strong and it is autumn, in Huo Yixiao's opinion, it is really not so cold.

He remembered that Wen Yan was not very afraid of the cold before.

Once, when the snow reached his ankles, he choked the emperor so much that he stood in the snow.

In the distance, I heard crisp laughter coming down the wind.

Later, I found out that it was Cheng An and Wen Yan who were having a snowball fight in the garden with a few little palace maids.

Wen Yan didn't even wear a snow coat at that time, and Mama Huang was bitter behind her, but she refused to add clothes because she was not cold.

Many people say that the winter in the south of the Yangtze River rarely snows with goose feathers, which is completely different from the cold in the north.

Even if Wen Yan is not adaptable, this is not the moon in the end.

Today, I invited him to board a boat to swim in the lake, but he put out a charcoal basin, and I don't know what it means.

Huo Yixiao snorted: "If you put a few more charcoal pots, it will be three or nine days, and you can float on the lake." ”

Wen Yan didn't hear the thorn in his words, and said with a smile: "It is said that the broken bridge and the remnant snow are a scene, I haven't seen it yet, what the fourth prince said is reasonable, when the snow falls this winter, I will take a boat to see." ”

Four or two dials a thousand pounds.

It's like cotton.

Huo Yixiao was not satisfied, so he simply picked up the wine cup.

"I make my own wine," Wen Yan said, "and it's not the same wine sold in the city." ”

Huo Yixiao took a sip, whether it was osmanthus wine, or warm.

He doesn't like the strong fragrance of osmanthus, but he doesn't hate this osmanthus wine.

Wen Yan didn't seem to have enough osmanthus flowers, and the aroma was much lighter all of a sudden, and I didn't know what ingredients were added, and the entrance was smooth.

"You and Cheng An still make up this on weekdays?" Huo Yixiao was puzzled.

Wen Yan laughed.

It's normal for Huo Yixiao to think like this.

In the eyes of ordinary people, in the year after the death of his parents, Wen Yan would not have the heart to study these bells and whistles.

Being able to make a pot of sake that can be eaten is naturally a craft that I have mastered in Kyoto before.

In fact, the sake is freshly brewed, and the craft is learned after getting married in a previous life.

Huo Yixiao's anger at that time was far better than when he was a teenager, walking in the palace and in the court, it was impossible to stay away from the wine, and when he was depressed, a pot of cold wine was one after another, which hurt his stomach.

Wen Yan listened to the advice of the imperial doctor, and found a few masters of winemaking in Beijing, from mixing wine according to the recipe to adding warm and tonic herbs to enter, although it can't be said that it is much beneficial to the body, but it is better than the cold wine before hurting the stomach.

After a long time, of course, I also know what kind of taste Huo Yixiao likes.

This time when he returned to the Ding'an Hou Mansion from Zhuangzi, Wen Yan knew that Huo Yixiao would follow Huo Huaiding to Lin'an, so he asked Mama Huang to find materials and prepare wine early.

However, in these days, it is not enough to brew from scratch, so I will take the ready-made blend and bring it to the ship today.

Wen Yan didn't say this to Huo Yixiao.

Huo Yixiao used Princess Cheng'an as a shield several times, so Wen Yan pushed the boat down the river and acquiesced.

Wen Yan carried the wine jug and added it to Huo Yixiao, and then took a spoon and chopsticks to give him vegetables.

The flower boat moved slowly, and there was an intermittent silk and bamboo tune in the distance.

Huo Yixiao was a little absent-minded, subconsciously eating wine and food, and when he came back to his senses, he faintly noticed something wrong.

It's so natural.

During the big festival, the palace gave a banquet, and the emperor, the prince, and the close ministers sat in a big hall.

The chamberlains set the table and added wine and cloth dishes, which they had been carefully taught by the people of the old palace and used to do.

Huo Yixiao was served by them, and they all felt uncomfortable that they couldn't say it.

And Wen Yan's movements were always so just right, so that he didn't feel a trace of discomfort, but was carried and followed her rhythm, chopsticks after chopsticks.

Even, while Wen Yan took care of him, she did not delay her own meal.

How could Wen Yan do this so handily?

She has been in the palace for several years, and as Cheng An's companion, she doesn't need to do these things at all.

Talented?

Or is she often dispensing for people, too used to it?

The tip of his tongue pressed against his back molars, and the question that he hadn't figured out when he boarded the ship came back to him.

It's like the pot simmering on the stove in front of me, gurgling.

"Which one?" Huo Yixiao looked at Wen Yan and said in a rather cold tone, "Which one did you let the old lady lead onto the boat before?" ”

Wen Yan was silent on his face, but he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

I guessed that he would ask, and I guessed that it would be in such a tone.

"The fourth prince originally wanted to ask this," put down the chopsticks in his hand, Wen Yan said with a smile, "The person I asked the old lady to lead to the boat earlier, the fourth prince also recognizes, it is Ji Yan." ”

Season?

Huo Yixiao's eyes suddenly tightened, and he sneered: "What did you invite him to eat?" Osmanthus wine, this table dish? ”

Wen Yan smiled with his cheeks for a while, then leaned forward, rolled his eyes, and said softly: "Three rats, very fat, alive." ”

For a moment, Huo Yixiao thought he had misheard.

But looking at the "three" that Wen Yan's fingers gestured to, her eyes were shiny and shiny, and she didn't hide her pride at all, and Huo Yixiao's indescribable sullenness in his stomach was all dispersed in an instant.

He even laughed out loud with his arms folded.

Wen Yan took a sip of wine and said, "That day, I asked the old lady to trick him into boarding the boat, let him wait in vain, he drunk himself, and then went back to fight with his group of brothers, I watched from the boat and threw all three rats on it." ”

Huo Yixiao listened to her description and laughed for a while, then looked at Wen Yan intently: "The idea is very good, how did you get him to fight with the dog's legs?" No matter how drunk he is, he won't be able to do that. ”

Wen Yan hid that paragraph just now, and at this time, she cleared her throat and repeated what the voice of the singer brother said that day.

Huo Yixiao hadn't heard those people speak, but as the sentences changed, he realized the reason and couldn't help but be surprised.

"You ......" Huo Yixiao pointed at Wen Yan's throat.

Wen Yan said: "I can hear it, but if I say something disrespectful, I can even talk to the emperor and the concubine." ”

Huo Yixiao was stunned.

Before he could think deeply, he heard Wen Yan open his mouth again.

"The fourth prince is right, nothing will go to the Three Treasures Palace," Wen Yan said, "You don't have to deny it, I know that Ji Ji was thrown into the water by you, Shunping Bofu wants to sue for the murderer this time, although I can't catch you and me in the end, but I did the first year of junior high school, you did fifteen, and the two of us are on the same boat, aren't we?" ”

Huo Yixiao subconsciously nodded, only then did he realize that he was almost going to fall into Wen Yan's pit again.

Luckily, he reacted quickly.

He sat up straight and asked in a deep voice, "How do you know it's my hand?" In other words, before you arrived at the inn, you shouldn't have known that I was in Lin'an. ”