"Hmph, it's okay to do things slowly on weekdays, but you can be late for this dinner, even if you rely on the lord to pamper you, you can't be spoiled."

It was Wen Cheng's second room Lou who spoke, and Wen Xiaoxiao's mother, and the status behind her was not small, since her mother died, she wore her little shoes in front of her father, thinking about climbing to the position of the main house.

Today, he wore a dazzling red shirt, his skin was very well maintained, and he was nearly forty years old, but he couldn't see any folds on his face, and he sat on Wen Zheng's left side.

"If you don't say a few words, if you don't keep your duty, you will go back to your yard, which is an eyesore."

Great, her father said this, Wen Xian'an almost didn't give a thumbs up, forced a smile, and sat next to Wen Xiaoxiao.

Lou's face turned white after a mouthful of closed doors, and he looked at Wen Xian'an unwillingly, but Wen Xiaoxiao opened her mouth to persuade: "Mother, it's all a family, don't hurt the harmony." ”

Wen Xian'an raised his eyebrows, the real sun came out in the west, and today's Wen Xiaoxiao was a lot calmer, which made Wen Xian'an feel surprised.

"Now that we're all here, let's get ready to serve."

Following the voice, on the right side of Wen Zheng, there was a woman sitting, wearing a pale green shirt, the skirt was decorated with goose-yellow tassels, her face was a little pale, and her long dark black hair was pinned to the back of her head with only a green hairpin, giving people a gentle and beautiful appearance.

This woman is Wen Qingyue's mother Zhou, and his father's third room, she likes to write poems on weekdays, raise flowers and plants, and fiddle with piano skills in her spare time.

However, this week's temperament is a little more easy-going, she doesn't like to compete with others, she is often suppressed by Lou's family, and her body is not good, so Wen Cheng personally prepared a side courtyard for her, which is clean and easy to raise.

Thinking about it this way, only this Zhou family in this house looks much more pleasing to the eye.

The maid held the plate, next to each other, and served the dishes in turn, Wen Cheng looked at everyone and said: "Everyone is a part of this house, and it is okay to be noisy and shouting on weekdays, but after all, it is a family, and everyone will still be harmonious in the future." ”

Although his father said so, who can guarantee that there will be no small actions behind his back, it is nothing more than a symptom but not a cure, although it is such a reason, but Wen Xian'an does not intend to say it, after all, under one roof, I have seen each other in the past, and I don't have to compliment each other a few words.

This meal, Wen Xian'an didn't eat the taste, sandwiched between Lou's mother and daughter, I really doubt that the two of them were rehearsed, there were few dishes she liked to eat in front of her, it was too far away and out of reach, so she had no choice but to pick up the rice in the bowl.

"Ah......h

Wen Xian'an screamed, bounced off the stool, the bowl fell to the ground, shattered, half of the skirt was wet, and there was no burn.

Lou Shi on the side wiped Wen Xian'an's skirt with a handkerchief and said, "Xian'an, you are really careless, that bowl is on the edge, and as soon as you touch your elbow, it will fall off." ”

The cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion, Lou's coy appearance, Wen Xian'an looks evil, she is not blind, the bowl of soup just now is still half a distance away from her, how did it fall, it is nothing more than Lou's obstruction.

However, just now, everyone's eyes were not on the bowl, and now Lou Shi took the lead, at this time, if she wants to defend herself, and there is no evidence, she will inevitably be deducted by Lou Shi in the end.

After thinking about it, Wen Xian'an rolled his eyes, took a step back, smiled, and said, "What the second lady said is that if this bowl of soup is spilled on the second lady today, I am afraid that a layer of skin will fall off. ”

Wen Xian'an deliberately bit the accent in the last few words, Lou swallowed nervously, avoiding Wen Xian'an's gaze, somehow, seeing Wen Xian'an's smile made her feel a creepy chill.

Everyone's eyes were projected on Wen Xian'an, and Wen Cheng asked worriedly: "Xian'an, are you hurt?" ”

"Daddy doesn't have to worry, his daughter is fine, but his daughter's clothes need to be changed in the room, so I can't accompany them."

Anyway, it's tasteless, and if you continue to stay, it's also troublesome, so it's better to retreat early.

Wen Cheng waved his hand and said, "Don't go yet." ”

Wen Xian'an shook lightly and turned to leave.

Out of the front hall, he surrounded him lightly, looked at Wen Xian'an's wet skirt, and asked anxiously: "Miss, how did you get this?" ”

"It's not Lou's fault, if it weren't for your young lady's hard life, she would have to burn the skin."

"With the support of the master, why don't Miss reason with her?"

"I'm not in that mood."

Wen Xian'an carried the hem of her skirt, the Lou family was used to being arrogant, and taught her not to be in a hurry, and she would endure it for a while, but she had to plan well for the matter of entering the palace.

Back in the courtyard, Qingling was preparing the water for bathing, Wen Xian'an changed into clean clothes and lay on the soft couch.

"Miss, it's time to bathe."

Wen Xian'an got up, her hair was scattered casually, and she walked to the bath.

"Miss, the water temperature is right."

Qingling walked from behind, holding a basket in his hand, which was full of red rose petals, and before he got close, the fragrance of roses had entered the tip of his nose, and Qingling spread the petals in the basket evenly on the water.

Wen Xian'an took off his clothes, and walked to the pool step by step with the support of the light spirit, the water overflowed his shoulders, surrounded by a stream of heat, Wen Xian'an felt unprecedented comfort.

"Qingling, you go out first, I'll stay alone for a while."

Light closed the door and left with the basket.

The room was only her, and Wen Xian'an slowly submerged her head into the water.

Grunting, only the sound of water in my ears, abandoning all the distractions of the outside world, a sense of tranquility that has never been seen before.

After a while, Wen Xian'an got up from the water, took a bath barefoot, pulled the white shirt on the shelf, wrapped it around his body, his hair was scattered behind his head, and the water droplets dripped down the hair to the ground.

Wen Xian'an was lying on the soft couch, holding the scroll in his left hand, squatting lightly, wiping the water droplets on Wen Xian'an's hair with a dry wrapping cloth, calculating the time, the banquet over there should also be over.

The moon is really round tonight.

A full moon slowly rises and hangs in the sky, light clouds become its embellishments, and the stars blink and twinkle.

The wind blows its branches, and the leaves sway slightly, swaying with the wind.

Unknown insects cling to the branches, making noises from time to time, and the sound of fluttering wings.

Wen Xian'an sniffed the tip of his nose, and vaguely smelled a floral fragrance, not as strong as begonia flowers, but a faint fragrance, mixed with the smell of earth and grass, and couldn't help asking: "What flowers are so fragrant?" ”

Qingling dried Wen Xian'an's hair, pointed to an unknown corner in the garden, and replied: "It must be nightshade, this flower only blooms at night, and the fragrance of the flower is elegant and subtle."