Others also felt strange when they looked at it, Su Zhen didn't react in the slightest in Shang Yuchen's arms, but when Xiao Chuhong approached, he fluttered his little hands and let out a 'giggle' laugh.

Xiao Chuhong noticed the dissatisfaction of Shang Yuchen beside him, and there was a little more smile in his eyes.

When Su Zhen was picked up by Xiao Chuhong as she wished, she couldn't help but reach out and touch the side of his face, which was as silky as satin.

"When the time comes, the weekly ceremony begins."

Just as everyone was chatting and amused, the butler's voice suddenly sounded.

I saw a group of maids quickly put the items prepared in advance, and another nurse stepped forward with Su Shen'er, who was the eldest daughter, and put her on the white velvet blanket.

But Su Zhen held Xiao Chuhong's collar tightly and refused to let go, and in desperation, Xiao Chuhong had no choice but to step forward together.

It is surrounded by all kinds of objects, such as the four treasures of the study, jewelry, account books, swords, curved bows, chess pieces, scales, etc. Su Zhen looked around, not at all interested. Turning around, there seemed to be some awkwardness behind him.

Sensing that the little guy in his arms was not very restless, Xiao Chuhong took out a cloth bag from the depths of his sleeve. After dismantling, I saw that inside was a pitch-black Xun like ink, the size of a goose egg, carved with a pattern of strange beasts, its shape was like a fox, born with nine tails, stepping on golden auspicious clouds, and the forehead was also engraved with three droplet lines.

It looked a little familiar, and after reacting, there was a sudden turmoil in my heart.

Huh? Isn't this the fox who pits her?

Seeing Su Zhen staring intently at this Xun, Xiao Chuhong chuckled and put it in her arms.

Su Zhen looked sideways, stretched out her finger and touched it, the speed of spiritual sense repair seemed to speed up a little, did she see this Xun somewhere? But why can't you remember?

"Xiao Gongzi, isn't this a birthday gift from your father?" Shang Yuchen asked.

"Zhen'er likes it, give it to her."

Xiao Chuhong's eyes were as gentle as water, and he sighed softly, and his voice was tactful, and he couldn't hear the reluctance at all.

A young man, a gentleman is unparalleled in the world.

Obviously it hasn't grown up yet, but Su Zhen is still amazed. Blinking his innocent and harmless eyes, under the attention of everyone, he lowered his head and touched Xiao Chuhong's face like a dragonfly, and his lips touched it lightly.

The others were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, one of them was a child, the other was still young, and no one had ever taken it to their hearts.

Only Yan Huiran and Mama Wen chuckled in their hearts, and then suddenly mentioned their throats again, Zhen'er is a daughter, if her identity is revealed in the future, it will damage her reputation, what should be done?

On the other side, Su Shen'er, who was almost forgotten by everyone, climbed in front of the guzheng and held a picture scroll in his arms.

"Little Young Master Xiao, try it forward to see if the little master still has something you like."

After receiving the housekeeper's signal, Xiao Chuhong took a few steps forward, and Su Hao re-observed, and suddenly found a military book in the corner.

She pointed to the book and smiled, and Xiao Chuhong helped her pick it up.

When the two children finished catching the week, Yan Huiran hugged Su Zhen back from Xiao Chuhong's arms, and at the same time showed a kind and friendly smile, "Thank you Xiao Xiaogongzi for the gift." ”

"It's okay, if you like it, just like it."

At the end of the week, it is a complicated etiquette, and then the feast begins, and men and women sit separately.

The servants and servants of the house rushed in, removed the melons and fruits, served the wine again, and set the prepared meals.

It wasn't until the moon was on the branches and the chill deepened at night that the guests returned home in a carriage.

......

As the night darkened, the snow in the courtyard had already melted, and the branches of the pear trees were bare and a little depressed.

Yan Huiran, who had worked all day, slept on the soft couch, cold sweat on her forehead.

Suddenly woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, only to realize that it was just a dream.

OK... OK...... Nothing happened to Zhen'er.

Yan Huiran put on her coat and walked outside, and Biluo, the big girl who was keeping vigil in the room, immediately stepped forward, grabbed her arm and asked, "Madam, it's dark at night, where are you going?" ”

"I always feel a little relieved to go next door to see Zhen'er and Shen'er."

"The young master and the young lady slept very well, you don't need to worry."