Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang.

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Janeway entered the store and didn't immediately go back to the backyard, she stood at the door of the store suspiciously, stretched out her neck and carefully looked out through the flowers.

There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, but the sharp instincts she had cultivated over the years of business didn't take her lightly.

She called a fellow and told him to pretend to go outside to put flowers and see if there was anyone special outside.

This guy is a straight gut, and he walked out straight with the flowers, his head rotated and strafed at 360 degrees, and he came back to report after he was finished, and there was no special person.

Jian Wei looked at him seriously, but thought that she was too careful, shrugged her shoulders and went back.

Recently, there have been rumors outside, only that the emperor is drunk, the marshal is seriously ill, the people's hearts are unstable, and naturally there are many things, and she only hopes to be able to do what she can do.

The messenger came with a message.

After Yan Yong, he got another daughter.

She smiled, what should she give him a gift.

The current Guanglu doctor, King Ge, is still the secretary of the military department. The illustrious status is as unbelievable as his virtuous wife.

Naturally, such a gift could not be completed with two glass balls, and she had been thinking about it since she had this idea.

She decided to make a birthday cake herself.

A mousse cake. Mousse. Simu.

It's a matter of plain truth.

She started with cream and gelatin, experimented again and again, and even made a whisk herself, in order to make the cream more uniform, and borrowed the ice room in the mansion of a certain dignitary.

She carefully developed, experimented again and again, and finally succeeded on the eve of the full moon, and she quickly put the cake into the ice box without caring about cleaning up the test samples and warming her frozen stiff body.

Carefully holding this victory out of the ice room, she smiled with satisfaction.

As she walked, she saw a person standing in front of her, and her smile immediately stiffened on her face.

This person is something she never thought she would meet, and she never wanted to see.

She asked coldly, "Why are you here?" ”

He was overwhelmed with joy by her attitude, and replied: 'This is my mansion, and of course I am here.' ”

"Your mansion?" She immediately understood why she could easily borrow the best ice room in Yanjing, not because of Miss Du's dots, but because someone was waiting to catch the turtle in the urn.

He didn't answer her words, his eyes looked at the box in her hand: "What is this?" ”

She glanced at the thing in her hand with disgust: "It's none of your business. ”

"What's wrong with you?" He couldn't understand why she was so cold to him.

"I'm going to ask you what's wrong." She glared at him fiercely.

The two didn't speak for a while, and after a stalemate, Janeway's anger not only did not subside, but became more and more vigorous, and she finally became angry and smashed the thing in her hand.

She regretted it the moment she threw it, but it was too late.

Wan Yanliang didn't flash over, but reached out to take it, and the ice box hit his heart, faintly painful.

She glanced at it, expecting that the cake would be a mess with such an impact, so she glared at him fiercely and turned away.

After taking two steps, as if remembering something, she stood still and turned her head, and Wan Yanliang was still stunned: "In the future, you don't appear in front of me again, otherwise, you will see you once and beat once." ”

After she finished her cruel words, she left straight away, and one of the servants who came on to her was obviously frightened, and stood there neither advancing nor retreating.

Jian Wei still had some thoughts, and when she passed by him, she whispered: "If you want to die, go over and show your boss." ”

The servant was sweating profusely, and after a few hurried steps, he retreated, and for a moment there was no shadow in sight.

Jian Wei calmed down after returning to Hua Man, knowing that since he could help him get the ice room, how could he not know the truth of his current situation, he must have been monitoring himself for a long time, maybe there was already his inside line here, thinking of this, she had goosebumps all over her body, and she couldn't wait to run away immediately.

Just when she was in full swing and secretly preparing to go on the road, Chunluo suddenly fell ill, not very serious, but intermittently unable to break the roots, she had no way to leave herself at this time, so she had to stay and take care of her.

To her surprise, Wan Yanliang didn't come to harass her, and he didn't even send someone to send a message.

One day and two days, two months have passed, and there is still no news.

She began to wonder if she was thinking too much, he was now a powerful minister of the Son of Heaven, and he was already prominent, what kind of woman didn't have it, how could he spend time on a woman who didn't like him, thinking like this, she really calmed down and calmed down.

After the full moon of Yan Yong's daughter, she threaded a longevity lock with glass beads and sent it, with no letters, just a Maitreya mask.

The first gift he gave her many years ago, she believed he would know, and he would understand the reason and meaning of her not.

I wish you all happiness.

As soon as the firm that delivered the letter returned to Yanjing, they came to thank them with a spring breeze on their faces, saying that such a good errand was simply a blessing for them. Of course, the point of the subtext is that if there are still in the future, they must be cheaper.

Along with it, there is also a rose hairpin.

The lifelike ruby hairpin, she held in the palm of her hand, like a flame.

"You didn't tell him where he sent it from."

"Of course, according to your instructions, I only said that when I was doing business in Western Xia, a passer-by sent someone to send him, and that passer-by wandered the world and didn't know where to go."

She nodded abruptly, sent the messenger, and took the hairpin to inspect it repeatedly, the hairpin should have been polished for a long time, and the petals of the rose had been polished to a little smooth in some places, as if they had been touched repeatedly.

Her fingertips swept over the petals, as if they had slid over Yan Yong's hand, and the brief warmth of many years ago was out of reach.

With all her thoughts in mind, she couldn't help but get up and go back to the house, and took out the layers of women's clothes from under the bottom of the box.

Lightly sweep the moth eyebrows, lightly wipe the rouge, comb a simple bun, and gently put the hairpin on it, as you think, as I love.

Last night's stars, last night's wind, yesterday's everything, today's everything.

Died yesterday, live today.

She went out of the house, walked in the backyard, led the white horse, turned over gently, and got on the horse lightly, the horse spiritually, as if knowing her thoughts, carried her, and slowly walked to the sparsely populated west.

One person, one horse, the sun is setting, she stands on the edge of the grassland, looking at the world on that side, quiet, vast, who would have thought that hundreds of years later, here will be so crowded and noisy, every inch of land is gold.

It seems that the days are going to go by day by day, but there is nothing to look forward to now.