Wen Xian'an snorted, looked at the two of them and couldn't help laughing, but didn't say anything.

Thinking that he had nothing to do in the afternoon, Wen Xian'an simply went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

At noon, the sun hangs high in the sky, the sky is blue, not even a trace of clouds is visible, occasionally a gust of wind blows, the leaves shake, and the sunlight shines through the gaps and casts on the road, forming mottled shadows.

The leaves of the trees were slightly yellowed and curly, and the fish in the pond were listless, hiding under the lotus leaves, motionless.

"Miss, drink tea."

Qingling made a pot of tea, walked lightly, put the tea tray on the table, poured the tea into the cup clearly, and handed it to Wen Xian'an.

Wen Xian'an raised his eyes, put down the scroll in his hand, sniffed lightly on the tip of his nose, took the tea, took a sip, the taste was smooth, the taste was sweet, not like the bitter taste of other teas, his eyes lit up, and he asked: "What kind of tea is this?" ”

"Miss, this is flower tea, I picked some flowers and dried them a few days ago, and I took the nectar this morning and brewed it with this nectar water."

Wen Xian'an pursed the corners of his mouth, no wonder this tea is so sweet, it seems to be an aftertaste, and he drank the tea in the cup. Qingling picked up the fan on the side, walked to Wen Xian'an's side, and gently fanned the wind.

With a hint of dullness in the air, the insects on the trees began to chirp again, Wen Xian'an's eyelids began to roll, a trace of sleepiness surged up between his eyebrows, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, stopped his hand, and said: "Qingling, you go down first, I'm a little tired." ”

Qingling nodded, put down the fan in his hand, lit the soothing incense in the stove, gently exited the door, and then closed the door.

An hour passed after waking up from this sleep, Wen Xian'an rubbed his sleepy eyes, half-squinted, sat up from the soft couch, tidied up his clothes, stretched his waist, got up and walked to the table on the side.

Lifting the teapot on the table, filling the cup with a cup of herbal tea, the whole person instantly sobered up a lot, rubbed his somewhat sore neck, and walked to the door with pace.

Wen Xian'an opened the door, the sun was already approaching halfway up the mountain, the temperature dropped a lot, and a wind that seemed to be blowing in front of him felt a sense of coolness.

In the yard, Qingling was bending over, sprinkling the water in the scoop evenly on the flowers and plants, seeing Wen Xian'an, he immediately put down the work in his hand, wiped the water stains in his hand, walked over with a smile, and said, "Miss, you woke up, you need something to eat." ”

Wen Xian'an shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "The paper and ink inkstones in this house have bottomed out, and we will go to the street to buy some later." ”

Copying those medical books naturally took a lot of paper.

Wen Xian'an went back to the house, changed into a purple tulle skirt, a white jade belt around her waist, a green shirt and green clothes on the outside, a simple bun, with a peacock golden hairpin, two strands of broken hair on her forehead, a pair of willow eyebrows curved, and her lips were red without dotting.

With a scarf on his face, he went out with a light spirit.

Walking on the street, the pedestrians passing by were in a hurry, on the surrounding stalls, the hawkers were still shouting hard, and the street stalls were full of people, although Wen Xian'an carefully avoided the people around him, he almost caused someone to hit him, and he stepped forward to help Wen Xian'an, and said worriedly: "Miss, be careful." ”

Patting the back of his light hand, Wen Xian'an smiled softly, signaled that he was fine, and turned to look at the people walking in a hurry on the street, frowning, with a suspicious expression, it was this hour, and the people on the street did not decrease at all, but doubled as usual.

"Wen Xian'an?"

A cold female voice came from behind her, Wen Xian'an's face was happy, and she turned around slowly, and saw Xu Nianchun standing not far away, wearing a goose-yellow gauze skirt, draped in a light blue gauze shoulder, wearing a golden hairpin on her head, and still having a stinky face, but she Wen Xian'an liked it very much, and she was followed by an entourage of maids.

Seeing Wen Xian'an, Xu Nianchun smiled, with a hint of tenderness on his face, walked over slowly, and quipped: "Looking at the back, it is a little similar, but I didn't expect it to be you." ”

Wen Xian'an's eyes rolled, a hint of abuse flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "The dignified Miss Xu doesn't go out of the door, how can she have the leisure to come out and shop today." ”

Xu Nianchun was dumbfounded, and only said after a while: "I heard that there is a new troupe in the imperial city, and any opera can be sung. ”

This Xu Nianchun is right, she didn't come out to watch the juggling troupe, she didn't even know about it, but this can also explain that those people were in a hurry just now to watch this new troupe.

Without waiting for Wen Xian'an to speak, Xu Nianchun continued: "Since you have come out, it is better to go and see together, staying in the mansion all day, it is almost moldy." ”

Wen Xian'an sneered, followed Xu Nianchun side by side, and talked with each other.

Seeing the restaurant from a distance, there was a queue, Xu Nianchun stared at the crowd, looked at it for a while, and said slowly: "I heard that this troupe will stay in the restaurant for a day, and tomorrow will go to another place early in the morning, if you miss this opportunity, you don't know when it will be next time." ”

Knowing that Xu Nianchun was really interested, Wen Xian'an pulled Xu Nianchun over, bypassed the front door of the restaurant, and came to the back door, where they were greeted by a young man in his twenties, who was the second shopkeeper of the restaurant.

Although Xu Nianchun was puzzled, he didn't say anything, just stayed quietly and watched.

The shopkeeper stretched out a hand to block the door, with a cold face and an expression that no one should approach, and said, "The two young ladies want to enter the restaurant, but there is an invitation." ”

She naturally didn't have this invitation, Wen Xian'an spread her hands and signaled that she didn't.

"Since Miss doesn't have an invitation, please go to the front door and line up."

Wen Xian'an was not annoyed, slowly took out the token on his waist and shook it in front of the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's face changed, he bent down, and said respectfully: "It turned out to be Miss Wen and Miss Xu, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please forgive the two young ladies, there is still a vacant seat upstairs, please come in with me." ”

"Those who do not know are not guilty, and they will not bring us in."

Xu Nianchun, who was on the side, followed the shopkeeper into the restaurant.

The two of them found an empty seat and sat down, with two screens standing around them, and a thin gauze hanging in front of them, which could clearly see the center of the platform, which was indeed a good seat.

Soon, someone served tea and snacks, and Xu Nianchun on the side stared at Wen Xian'an, and asked puzzledly: "You don't like to fiddle with your identity on weekdays, what's wrong today?" ”

Wen Xian'an took a sip of tea, smiled faintly, stared at Xu Nianchun, and replied: "I don't want you to like it, this opportunity is rare, if you miss it, there will be no more." ”