Knowing that Miss was worried about herself, she lightly held Wen Xian'an's arm, raised the paper bag in her hand, and responded with a smile: "A few days ago, Miss kept talking about the pastries on the streets of Chengnan, thinking that Miss liked it, so I bought a little back. ”

Qingling helped Wen Xian'an to sit down, handed the pastry in his hand to Wen Xian'an, and said, "Miss, you taste it, it's still hot." ”

Wen Xian'an took the pastry, and his mouth was still a little hot, and he exhaled several times before putting it into his mouth.

It is indeed a familiar taste in memory, especially this osmanthus cake, which melts in the mouth, soft and glutinous, so that people are nostalgic, in the last life, since entering the palace, she has not tasted it, and today it is as usual.

Qingling filled a cup of tea and said unhurriedly: "I just passed by the garden, and I heard the housekeeper say that the master will return to the house tonight." ”

Hearing this, Wen Xian'an put down the pastry in his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said slowly: "About time." ”

"Estimate the moment."

Wen Xian'an got up and tidied up the hem of his clothes,

"Light, clean up, we'll go to the door to meet you later."

"Okay."

Responding lightly, Wen Xian'an returned to the room, chose a water-sleeved blue shirt, and changed into it.

Then, sitting in front of the vanity mirror, picking up the comb on the table, combing the hair, the person in the mirror, beautiful but not glamorous, glamorous but not demonic, not powdered, but as beautiful as a flower, delicate and incomprehensible, touched his face, sighed: beautiful, really beautiful.

Qingling walked over slowly, took the comb from Wen Xian'an's hand, and asked, "Miss, what kind of bun do you want to make?" ”

Wen Xian'an thought about it, but now it is still not ostentatious, and he picked up a special hairpin from the box, the whole body was green and white, and the end was a small crescent shape.

"Miss, this ......"

Wen Xian'an smiled lightly and said, "This is at home, it doesn't have to be too gorgeous, be simple, use this hairpin to pull it casually." ”

As soon as Wen Xian'an said this, Qingling had to do so, gently pinned the hairpin into the back of his head, divided the hair into several strands, wrapped around the hairpin, and finally used a small hairpin to pin the broken hair.

"Miss, how about you take a look?"

Wen Xian'an raised his hand and touched it, through the mirror, he could clearly see the bun, which was not bad, and couldn't help but praise: "Light and smart, your craftsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite." ”

"Where, it's the young lady lifting."

Wen Xian'an drew a light makeup, tidied up his sleeves, and prepared to go out.

Qingling took out a shawl from behind him, tied it to Wen Xian'an, and said, "Miss, this night is very cold, you have to be careful of your body, don't catch a cold." ”

Wen Xian'an nodded, at this time, the sun had already disappeared into the mountain, the sky was dark, and the breeze was blowing, but it was a little biting.

Wen Xian'an tightened his sleeves and went to the hall with Qingling to wait.

Time passed little by little, Wen Xian'an propped his head, gradually became a little sleepy, and said in a daze: "Light and spiritual, how long will it take?" ”

Qingling looked at the appearance of his own young lady, and he was also distressed, and responded: "Miss, if you insist on it, this moment should be soon." ”

Wen Xian Anqiang cheered up and looked like he was sitting upright.

"Yo, the eldest sister is also there."

As soon as she heard this, Wen Xian'an felt annoyed, it was no one else in front of her, it was Wen Xiaoxiao, and Wen Qingyue was beside her, and she probably knew that her father was coming back today, so she came here to wait.

Wen Qingyue took small steps and said softly: "The eldest sister is also here to wait for Daddy." ”

Isn't this nonsense?

Wen Xian'an resisted the urge to roll her eyes, although she didn't feel anything for this third sister, but after all, she was her own family, and Wen Xian'an didn't want to make the relationship so stiff.

Reluctantly pulling out a smile, Wen Xian'an got up, walked to the side of the two, and said, "Yes, the second sister and the third sister have a heart." ”

Today, Wen Xiaoxiao wore a green and red dress, and she looked much more well-behaved than before, but she opened her mouth and destroyed this fantasy deeply.

"Obviously she is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she dresses plainly all day long, don't spread the word that we treat you badly in the mansion all day long."

Wen Xiaoxiao stared at Wen Xian'an, and her tone was very mean.

Wen Xian'an pressed her head, only felt a headache, and said after a long time: "The second sister said that she was laughing, and no one believed it when it came out." ”

Wen Qingyue on the side probed Wen Xian'an, and her eyes flashed with a different emotion.

Seeing that Wen Xian'an was not annoyed, Wen Xiaoxiao was even more proud, and was about to continue, when a report from the housekeeper came from the door,

"Three young ladies, the master is back."

The moment he saw Wen Cheng, he was completely sleepy, Wen Xian'an took the lead in running up, grabbed one of Wen Cheng's arms, and said, "Daddy, I haven't seen you for a few days, you can be counted as back." ”

Seeing Wen Xian'an's appearance, Wen Xiaoxiao became angry, and not to be outdone, she also surrounded her, only Wen Qingyue stood in place, elegant and generous, such a comparison, the two who showed it were a little naïve.

Wen Cheng sat down, Wen Xian'an thoughtfully handed over the tea, Wen Cheng took the water and took a sip, nodded with satisfaction, put down the teacup, clapped his hands, and then two strong men walked up with the box.

Wen Cheng opened the box, it was full of all kinds of jewelry, the eyes of the three of them were instantly attracted, pointing to the jewelry in the box, Wen Cheng said: "After a few days of business trip, I have obtained a lot of treasures, you can choose what you like." ”

Wen Xian'an is not interested in jewelry, but Wen Xiaoxiao and Wen Qingyue are very fond of it.

Wen Cheng looked at Wen Xian'an who was standing aside, beckoned to her, and saw Daddy's instructions, Wen Xian'an walked over obediently and said, "Daddy, is there something wrong?" ”

Wen Cheng took out a black box from behind him, there was a faint stream of sandalwood, and a small lock was pinned to it, Wen Xian'an was puzzled.

Wen Cheng opened the box and took out a white jade pendant from it, a small piece, inlaid with patterns, and the bottom was crossed with a red rope, Wen Cheng pulled Wen Xian'an's hand, placed the jade pendant in her palm, and said: "You are weak, this jade pendant has a good healing effect, keep it." ”

Wen Xiaoxiao on the side had a panoramic view, and the flames of jealousy surrounded her,

"Daddy, you are eccentric, why are you only for the eldest sister?"

Wen Cheng looked at Wen Xiaoxiao and said seriously: "Your eldest sister is weak, you let her." ”

Wen Xian'an pinched the jade pendant in her hand, thinking about it, she didn't need it very much, so it was better to give it to Wen Xiaoxiao.

"Daddy, since the second sister likes it, it's better to give it to her."

Wen Xian'an handed the jade pendant in his hand to Wen Xiaoxiao, who knew that the other party not only didn't appreciate it at all, but shook off Wen Xian'an's hand with one palm, the jade pendant fell in response, Wen Xiaoxiao stomped her feet, and said angrily: "Wen Xian'an, who do you think you are, I don't need your luxury." ”

Looking at Wen Xiaoxiao's distant back, Wen Xian'an's fists squeezed and squeezed.