"Miss, what are you thinking?"

Qingling stretched out his palm and shook it in front of her, Wen Xian stabilized his mind, shook his head at Qingling, and said with a smile: "No." ”

Maybe he was too sensitive, thinking about it like this, Wen Xian'an was relieved a lot.

Light Spirit puts the token on the table,

"It's ......"

"Miss, you are confused, this is a token to leave the house, you have been staying in the house for a few days, and you want to be bored and panicked, so I asked for a token from the housekeeper, and I will go out for a walk tomorrow to relieve my fatigue."

After thinking for a while, it was true that he hadn't been out of the house for a while, Wen Xian'an picked up the token and said with a smile: "It's still light and thoughtful." ”

After lunch, Wen Xian'an decided to practice calligraphy, lightly grinding ink on the side, did not start writing for a few days, but did not look rusty, time passed little by little, Wen Xian'an only felt sweaty palms.

As the last stroke fell, a pair of small words were raised.

Wen Xian'an put down the pen in his hand, put the written words on the window sill, and pressed two small jade objects on the two small corners of the paper, commonly known as paperweights.

Placed the ink inkstone lightly, looked at Wen Xian'an standing in front of the window, and said with a smile: "Miss, your writing skills are still as skilled as ever." ”

Wen Xian'an turned around and joked with a smile: "With your clever mouth, you can actually speak." ”

Blinked lightly and mischievously, he said, "I'm telling the truth. ”

The sunlight shines through the cracks on the paper, leaving mottled shadows, and the ink dries quickly.

"Why isn't there even a person in this courtyard to serve?"

Hearing this, Wen Xian'an led the light spirit out of the room.

In the distance, she saw her father, Wen Cheng, standing by the pond, teasing the fish in the water, and the butler standing next to him.

Wen Xian'an approached, bowed slightly, put his hands together on his waist, and said softly, "Say hello to Daddy." ”

Wen Cheng raised his eyes to look at Wen Xian'an, waved his hand, and said, "Excuse me." ”

Wen Xian'an gave the light spirit next to him a look and said, "Go and prepare a pot of good Luochun tea, the tea leaves should be moderate, and the water temperature should be too high." ”

Light nodded in response, "Yes." ”

Wen Xian'an stepped forward, grabbed Wen Cheng's arm, pointed to the scenery in the courtyard, and said, "My daughter is happy and quiet, I don't like too many people to serve, I only feel disturbed when I look at it." ”

Wen Cheng patted Wen Xian'an's hand, his eyes contained a trace of helplessness, and said slowly: "You just have to like it." ”

When Wen Xian'an was six years old, her mother, Wen Cheng's wife, died of illness and slept forever in the heavy snow, never waking up.

In the past few years, Wen Cheng has been even more fond of Wen Xian'an, and poured all his love on Wen Xian'an, which can be said to be afraid of melting in his mouth and afraid of falling off in his hands.

"Miss, the tea you want is ready."

Wen Xian'an pointed to the house and said, "Daddy, let's go into the house and sit for a while." ”

The two entered the room, Wen Xian'an helped Wen Cheng to sit down, and sat down on the other side.

Light spirit lifted the teapot, for the two of them full, the rich tea fragrance spread out, this quality is excellent, Wen Cheng picked up the teacup, take a sip, the tea flavor is rich, first bitter, after the entrance, with a hint of sweetness, it is really good.

Wen Xian'an stared at the teacup, and after a while, he slowly said: "Daddy came today, not simply to see his daughter, I'm afraid he has other thoughts." ”

Asked by Wen Xian'an, Wen Cheng smiled, put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "You are smart." ”

Listening to the housekeeper, her father entered the palace early in the morning to accompany the holy driver, and it was not until after lunch time that he came out of the palace in a sedan chair.

Sure enough, the next second, I heard Wen Cheng speak: "Entering the palace today, the emperor always mentions the candidate for the crown princess intentionally or unintentionally, although it is not explicitly stated, but the matter of choosing a concubine is also sooner or later." ”

Hearing this, Wen Xian'an felt a pimple in her heart, she didn't want to lie in the muddy water.

took a sip of tea, suppressed the feelings in his heart, and said with a smile: "This emperor is still healthy, and there is no need to be in a hurry to choose a concubine." ”

"Having said that, how can we guess the thoughts of this saint."

As everyone knows, there are three daughters in the Prime Minister's Mansion, all of whom are talented and intelligent, and the country is beautiful, especially the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wen Xian'an, who has been trained to be a candidate for the crown princess since childhood.

But after experiencing the previous life, Wen Xian'an didn't want to get involved in the battle of the imperial city at all.

Seeing Wen Xian'an's absent-minded appearance, Wen Cheng asked out loud: "What's the matter, there is something on your mind." ”

Looking at his father's worried eyes, Wen Xian'an shook his head and said, "No, I may stay in this mansion all day long, and I am bored." ”

"I heard that you got the exit token from the housekeeper, and Ming'er asked Qingling to accompany you out for a walk, so as not to get bored."

Wen Xian'an smiled, still hurting her own father.

"By the way, come to the front hall tonight for dinner, let the back kitchen prepare a few side dishes, and the family gathers."

Although Wen Xian'an was unwilling, it was not easy to touch her father's face. I had to agree.

Wen Cheng still had something to deal with, and led the housekeeper out of the yard, and Wen Xian'an saw the two go away.

After Wen Cheng left, Wen Xian'an sat on the bench with her right hand, supported her head with her right hand, sighed, looked at her young lady's appearance lightly, and asked, "Miss doesn't want to have dinner with the master?" ”

Wen Xian'an shook his head, looking like he wanted to cry without tears, and sighed: "It's good that things are so easy." ”

Puzzled, Wen Xian'an didn't explain too much, just stopped, and said, "Go and put away that pair of words, this hour must have been done." ”

Enter the palace, enter the palace.

Wen Xian'an only felt that his head was going to explode, if it weren't for his identity, he would have spit out the swear words.

For the first time, I felt that this identity was a bit of an eyesore, if she was just a common person, she had nothing to make money, enjoyed life, and lived her life peacefully, how good it would be.

But she also understands that her father has borne too much for her, and she doesn't want to trouble him in this matter.

Wen Xian'an got up and stepped out of the door, the sun had half set on the mountain, and a little afterglow was scattered in the sky.

Wen Xian'an pinched her fingers, at this moment, there were still a few months before she married Gu Hanjing, and she wanted to take advantage of these few months to think about how to escape from the palace.

However, there is still time to think about these things now, and it will be too late for the dinner party to be waited.

The dinner party is about to start, Wen Xian'an led the light spirit to step a little late, today she chose a light blue skirt, tied with a white ribbon around her waist, a black hair pinned behind her head with a hairpin, a strand of hair on both sides of her ears, a little powder, the whole person looks simple and generous.