Wen Qingyue on the side nodded, tilted her head slightly, but did not dare to look directly at Wen Xian'an.

Wen Xian'an didn't think so, got out of the way, and then said, "Aunt Zhou, please." ”

Zhou smiled slightly, supported by Wen Qingyue, and left slowly.

Wen Xian'an stopped in place, stared at Zhou's back for a long time, fresh and elegant, beautiful and refined, although he was nearly forty years old, but this maintenance was very good.

Back in the yard, Qingling lifted the broom on the side and swept up the fallen leaves on the ground, Wen Xian'an wanted to help, but was stopped by Qingling on the side.

"Miss, you can rest, this little thing can be done by one person."

Unable to be light, Wen Xian'an shook his head helplessly, found a comfortable position, lay on the soft collapse, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the table, and knocked them up casually.

Her yard was a little too clean, but she preferred it to be quiet.

After wiping his hands with a handkerchief, he casually discarded them on the table, looked left and right, leaned back slightly, simply closed his eyes, and dozed off.

The second day is the day when her father returns to the house, although Lou Shi is confined, but all the affairs in this house are still in her hands.

Wen Xian'an didn't care about this matter, after all, everything was arranged, and she didn't have anything to do.

When you have nothing to do, you can walk around the house at will.

This person is sometimes unsatisfactory, and the more things he doesn't want to touch, the more he will run into them.

I met Wen Xiaoxiao without meeting him, perhaps to meet the occasion, I wore a peach-pink shirt today, and the skirt was also embroidered with red peach blossoms with needles and threads, and it was decorated with pearls.

A red jade belt was thin around his waist, with a pale pink tassel hanging on it, and a silver-white jade pendant.

Even this one is wearing a red hairpin, with two buns in his hair, and two strands of hair at the base of his ears, which are gently placed between them.

A light makeup is painted on the face, a bead is hanging in the ear, and the smile is like a spring breeze, and the so-called peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other, which is particularly abrupt in this green environment.

Since the last time, she hasn't had much contact with Wen Xiaoxiao head-on, but now that she has met it, it looks a little embarrassing, Wen Xian'an stroked her forehead with one hand and pouted, she just hopes that on this special day today, don't make any demon moths, otherwise, it will look strange and eye-catching.

Wen Xiaoxiao naturally noticed her, and Xiao Cui, who was accompanying her, couldn't help but shudder, as if she was still apprehensive about what happened that day, and lowered her head, not daring to look at Wen Xian'an.

The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth, she is envious and ruthless, but it is not a small role.

Straightening his waist, Wen Xian'an clasped his hands and gently put them in front of him, slowed down his steps, raised his head high, and walked unhurriedly.

Wen Xiaoxiao just glanced at it lightly, then bowed slightly, pinched her throat and whispered, "The second sister has seen the eldest sister." ”

Wen Xian's heart was pimpled, but it was a little unexpected, compared to Wen Xiaoxiao a few days ago, today seems a little generous, and even this temper is suppressed to the slightest.

Come on, since Wen Xiaoxiao didn't find fault with herself, she can't look small-bellied, as the saying goes, knowing people knows faces but not hearts, who knows if you are polite on the surface, what kind of heart is this behind her back, just smile, it can be regarded as a return salute.

Wen Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes, the two met in a corridor, around the corridor was a small lotus pond, the water in the pond was not shallow, just fell down, and couldn't get up for a while.

Wen Xian'an stood at the very edge, and when the two passed by, Wen Xiaoxiao deliberately pretended to sprain her foot, her body leaned to Wen Xian'an's side, but her hands were restless, waving in the air.

Seeing that she was about to pounce on Wen Xian'an, Wen Xian'an was unmoved, her eyes sank, just this small action of Wen Xiaoxiao, she had already put it in her eyes, but she had never broken it.

Seeing that she was getting closer and closer, only half a word, just when Wen Xiaoxiao felt complacent that she was about to succeed, Wen Xian'an suddenly turned around, and Wen Xiaoxiao pounced.

Due to the huge inertia, half of her body rushed out of the fence, and seeing that she was about to fall into the lotus pond, Wen Xiaoxiao screamed in fright.

Wen Xian'an dug out his ears, frowned slightly, really noisy, a little impatient, stretched out his right hand to hold Wen Xiaoxiao's arm, and gently pulled back, Wen Xiaoxiao's body drew a circular arc in the air, standing firmly in front of Wen Xian'an.

Wen Xian'an let go of her right hand, Wen Xiaoxiao's legs were weak, her face was pale with fright, the joy just now was gone, her body was weak, and she couldn't support it, but fortunately, she didn't kneel on the ground because she was supported by the maid Xiaocui behind her.

Wen Xian'an pursed her lips, she knew that she should never have too much hope for Wen Xiaoxiao, thinking about calculating her, maybe she would put herself in it.

"Second sister, what's the matter, I can't even walk."

Wen Xian'an patted his right hand in disgust, and a smile crept up the corner of his mouth, sarcastically.

Wen Xiaoxiao was deflated, her face was flushed, and she couldn't spit out a word for a long time.

Snorted coldly, took steps to bypass Wen Xiaoxiao, and walked a few steps, Wen Xian'an suddenly paused, and said softly: "Stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice, the second sister will remember to bring her brain next time she goes out, otherwise it will not be challenging." ”

She didn't look back from beginning to end, after all, she didn't bother to look at it.

Found an empty pavilion, Wen Xian'an sat down casually, the breeze blew slowly, the breeze blew on the face, the lotus leaves in the pond swayed slightly, and the lotus flowers bloomed very beautifully.

With his head propped up in his hands, he climbed on the railing, staring at the fish swimming in the pool.

As for why she came to this pavilion to sit, it was not because it was closer to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, her father came back from the palace, and she could see it at a glance, but after sitting for a long time, her legs were a little numb.

Watching the time pass little by little, the sun hanging in the sky imperceptibly climbed into the air, obscured by a cloud, but it was not so hot.

I grabbed a lotus leaf that was close to him, the round ruffle edge, and gently put it on his head, his eyes were blank, staring at the lotus flowers in the pond.

"The master has returned home."

The little guy at the door shouted, Wen Xian'an was startled, hurriedly took off the lotus leaf on his head, threw it aside casually, lifted his skirt and hurriedly ran towards the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Panting against the door frame, he saw his father get out of the carriage with the support of the little servant, and approached, Wen Xian'an took a closer look, but it was a lot darker, his face was angular, and he lost a lot of weight.