Carried into the house by the light spirit, the room was lit with incense, and the clouds were smoky, but the fragrance of today was different from yesterday, and it seemed that the incense was more intense.

Wen Xian'an frowned, gently covered his face with his sleeve, glanced at the incense burner on the side, and asked suspiciously: "Light spirit, this incense has been changed." ”

"This is sent by the lord today, saying that it has the effect of calming the nerves and eliminating fatigue, thinking that yesterday's spices are not much left, so I replaced this incense, Miss, but I can't get used to it."

Daddy sent it?

Wen Xian'an shook his head and said slowly: "Since it was sent by my father, let's keep it." ”

"Then the young lady should rest early and retire lightly."

Wen Xian'an nodded, exited the room lightly, and closed the door with his hand.

Staring at the incense burner in the distance for a long time, for some reason, this heart was always a little uneasy, walked to the incense burner, reached out and knocked on the top of the incense burner, picked up the tweezers on the side, and picked up a small piece of unburned spice.

Sniffed close to the nose, except for the strong fragrance, no abnormality was found, and I took a closer look at the spice ingredients, and they were indeed some flowers and plants with soothing nerves, which were not harmful to the body.

Her eyes sank, and she smiled self-deprecatingly, could it be that she was really too suspicious?

Putting down the tweezers in his hand, Wen Xian'an rubbed his head and slowly walked to the side of the bed, perhaps because he didn't rest well, which caused his nerves to be a little tense.

The next morning, Qingling was watering the flowers on the side of the garden with a wooden bucket, and the door of the courtyard "creaked" open, and Wen Cheng led the housekeeper in.

Seeing this, Qingling hurriedly put down the things in his hand, folded his hands at his side, and said respectfully: "The slave has seen the master." ”

Wen Cheng nodded, waved his sleeves, and said, "Get up, where is Xian'an?" ”

"Back to the master, the young lady is still asleep in the house, and the slave is going to call the young lady?"

"No need, let her sleep a little longer."

Wen Cheng lowered his brows, said loudly, stared at the tightly closed door, thoughtful, and then said, "If Xian'an wakes up, let her go to the study to find me." ”

"Yes."

With a light response, his body was slightly on one side, Wen Cheng looked around, led the housekeeper away, and the courtyard fell silent again.

"Hmm-" The man on the bed moved, slowly stretched, poked his head out of the quilt, his face was slightly red, his hair hung down softly at his side, one hand supported half of his head, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he probed around.

It's so quiet!

Wen Xian'an sat up from the bed, rubbed her sleepy eyes, her clothes were loose and lazy and half hung on her body, the sun was already shining outside, the sun was shining, the sunlight was refracted to the ground through the gap in the window, and the room was bright.

You can faintly see the dust in the air, constantly moving.

opened his mouth, his throat was a little hoarse, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the table without hurrying, and poured himself a glass of water.

At this time, the door was slowly pushed open, Qingling wore a green shirt, walked in with breakfast, Wen Xian'an took a sip of water, found a place to sit down, and said slowly: "Why don't you call me today." ”

Qingling fiddled with the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and replied: "The master came early this morning, and the slave wanted to wake up the young lady, but the old man said to let the young lady rest for a while and not disturb, so the slave didn't call the young lady." ”

Wen Xian'an was slightly stunned, and said incredulously: "My father didn't go to the morning court today? ”

Qingling smiled and responded: "Miss is not confused, the lord has made meritorious contributions to disaster relief, and the emperor approved the lord to rest in the mansion for a few more days." ”

Wen Xian'an nodded, picked up a chopsticks and side dishes, and asked, "Did Daddy say what to do with me?" ”

Qingling frowned, thought for a while, and then shook his head and said: "This old man didn't say it, but he asked the slave to tell the young lady that if the young lady woke up, she would go to the study to find him." ”

Study, could it be about the crown princess again?

After taking a sip of porridge, Wen Xian'an was in no mood to continue eating, but adhering to the principle of shameful waste, he reluctantly drank half a bowl, took the handkerchief on the side, wiped the corners of his mouth, pointed to a table of food, and said, "Remove all these?" ”

The table didn't move a few bites, and the light eyes revealed worry, and said, "Miss, you haven't eaten a few bites of this dish, you can't stand it." ”

"It's fine, it's just that I don't have much appetite today."

Qingling didn't say anything more, and quickly cleaned up the table.

Wen Xian'an sat in front of the vanity mirror, simply wore a white plain brocade robe, pulled her hair back casually, fixed it with a hairpin, slightly powdered, and her ears were dotted with pink pearls.

Nodding with satisfaction, Wen Xian'an lifted the hem of her skirt and slowly got up, walked out of the courtyard alone, and walked in the direction of the study.

There was no one near the study, only the housekeeper stood outside the door of the study, saw Wen Xian'an, bowed slightly, stretched out his hand to point to the calligraphy, and said, "Miss, the master is in the study." ”

Wen Xian smiled, stretched out his hand to push open the door of the study, stepped in, and the housekeeper then closed the door.

Inside the study.

The books were neatly placed on the bookcase, the untouched tea was still steaming, and the room was lit with incense, exactly the same as the scent in her room, and it seemed that it was indeed sent by her father.

Wen Xian'an took a few steps forward, but he didn't see Wen Cheng's shadow, frowned, and subconsciously shouted softly: "Daddy, are you there?" ”

"Xian'an, you're here, come and sit."

A round male voice came from behind the screen on the left, this study is a two-room structure, divided into inside and outside, the inside is mainly a place to review articles, and to deal with some official affairs, and this outside is mainly used for poetry and songs.

Wen Xian'an bypassed the screen, a thick white veil shrouded in front of him, and he could vaguely see a black shadow sitting behind the curtain.

Stretched out his hand to lift the curtain in front of him, and saw her father sitting not far away, with a chessboard in front of him, walked over gently, stretched out his hand to stroke the hem of his skirt and sat down slowly, and asked puzzledly: "Daddy is looking for me today, but is there something?" ”

Wen Cheng smiled heartily, held a black chess piece in his right hand, gently placed it in the center of the chessboard, looked up at Wen Xian'an, and said, "I won't talk about family and state affairs today, just talk about this game of chess." ”

Wen Xian'an smiled softly, picked up a white chess piece, placed it not far from the black chess, pursed the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "Daddy, isn't he making fun of me?" I've never won this game in years. ”

Wen Zheng sighed softly, walked the second black chess, seemed to fall into memory, and immediately said: "Think about it carefully, our father and daughter haven't played chess for a long time. ”