The father-in-law couldn't help but glance around behind Bu Ling, bowed down and asked weakly, "I don't know where King Li went?" On this cold day, why don't you rest in the side hall? ”

Bu Ling shook his two arms back and forth, and did a few more body movements, and said solemnly: "Come out for a walk, stretch your muscles and bones, and by the way, see if it is your girl from the Southern Jin Dynasty who is beautiful, or my girl from Beili is very good." ”

"Of course, it's from our Southern Jin Dynasty, after all, there are many people and a wide area, and it is the so-called ......"

Bu Ling sneezed hard at his father-in-law, and his father-in-law hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, and glanced at Bu Ling with disgust, but he interrupted the unfinished words that came to his mouth.

"Ahem...... "I can't help but clench my fists to cover my lips, "I'm sorry, it's really a little cold after standing for a long time." Then he turned around and looked into the distance, "Let's go, please let my father-in-law lead the way." ”

The father-in-law squeamishly gave Bu Ling a big white eye, this white eye was so arrogant that he flew up, but he was just a slave in front of this King Li, no way, no matter how angry he was, he still had to lead the way for this ancestor.

"His Royal Highness King Li, please." The tone is full of reluctance.

Bu Ling didn't mind, he wasn't a prince in the first place, whether Mrs. Zhuang Ji accepted him as a righteous son, or was named the king of Li, no one asked him if he wanted to say a word from beginning to end.

Before coming to the Southern Jin Dynasty, he felt that it was beautiful to be a prince, he didn't have to worry about his livelihood anymore, and he was served every day.

The father-in-law led the way in front, but he followed behind, the snow on the soles of his feet creaked, and one after another the footprints were embedded in the road, deep and shallow, fortunately, Nan Jinyan gave him a pair of boots, which were quite warm and not bad, but the soles were a little slippery with water.

In the hall, Nan Jinyan was worried that Su Roujia would catch a cold, so he specially ordered people to prepare two more charcoal basins, which were burned with silver frost charcoal given by the emperor, which had a layer of hoarfrost on the surface, which was particularly resistant to burning and had no smoke.

The weather is cold and the dishes are cold fast, and a dyeing cup is placed under each dish on the table, which is cast with copper, and is composed of a charcoal stove, an ash tray, and a water cup.

There are three stools on the side of the table, and there is a maid behind each stool, who is responsible for pouring wine and cloth for the masters, and a thick cotton curtain is also hung at the entrance of the hall, and there is a slave and maid who is responsible for picking the curtain on the left.

"Your Highness, King Li is here."

My father-in-law's voice came in from outside the door, and it sounded a little small, probably because the curtain was too thick.

Nan Jinyan sandwiched a piece of fish meat for Su Roujia, turned her head to the door and said loudly, "Come in." ”

"Huh!"

The slave maid by the door hurriedly lifted the cotton curtain, and just raised his foot to cross the threshold, and the soles of his feet slipped, but fortunately he was witty, and immediately stabilized with a lunge, and almost split a fork.

Nan Jinyan raised her eyebrows slightly, and she was stunned, Su Roujia couldn't help but laugh when she saw it, and the maids in the house saw it and hurriedly chuckled.

"Ouch, you can take it easy!" The father-in-law raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and stepped forward to help him up, "Our mother is pregnant, don't let you be scared when you turn around." ”

Pretending to be calm, with a look of a young master I don't know anything, nothing happened, and before Nan Jinyan could speak, he swaggered and sat down in front of Zhuo.

He rolled up his sleeves, copied his chopsticks, and quickly picked up a large piece of meat towards the elbow, "Eat, don't be stunned, eat quickly, you're welcome." ”

"You really don't treat yourself as an outsider, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't use chopsticks, you have eaten it!"

The father-in-law walked behind Nan Jinyan and teased him with the strange yin and yang, Nan Jinyan glanced at his father-in-law, and then he stopped.

Nan Jinyan lifted the wine jug and personally poured a glass of wine for Bu Ling, "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

"That's not going to work." He gobbled up, muttered quietly, and his voice was not too clear, "Who knows if there will be a next meal" When he said it, his mouth and hands did not stop.

Su Roujia was already happy, looking at the two cheeks that were stuffed with food, and the mouthful of oil, coupled with this flat and stable sitting posture, there was a burst of overturning in her abdomen in an instant.

The maid behind her saw that it was not good, and hurriedly took the slag bucket to continue, this slag bucket is shaped like a respect, the mouth edge is larger, and the bottom is connected to a small pot with a round belly, and the body of the can has a colored glaze.

The other maid immediately helped Su Roujia away and took her back to the inner room, but she didn't stop, seeing Nan Jinyan's anxious face, he swallowed it clean and asked, "You...... Don't go and see? ”

"Yes!" The father-in-law understood Nan Jinyan's eyes, and bowed down and retreated to the inner room.

Nan Jinyan also filled himself and raised his glass, "This palace toasts you." He raised his head and drank it all, flipped over his glass, and slowly put it down.

Bu Ling raised his wine glass, his heart was extremely nervous, what kind of wine is this? Sending off wine? Isn't it that Nan Jinyan is ready and plans to send him to see Lord Yama?

The little hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, he pinched it with his other hand, looked at the wine in the glass, slowly brought it to his mouth, and deliberately sniffed it with his nose, huh? No poison?

The two eyes of the ineffective widened wide, and he looked at Nan Jinyan from the top of the wine glass, Nan Jinyan didn't look at him, and calmly poured another glass of wine, "Are you afraid that this palace will be poisoned?" You don't believe in Hongu so much? ”

Believe? While saying that he was a half-brother, he wanted to threaten Mrs. Zhuang Ji with him to exchange for Lin Miaoyin, and he didn't care about his life or death, and now he wondered if Nan Jinyan picked up that half of the jade pendant from somewhere.

"You are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, naturally you are full of words, how can you be the kind of villain who is full of nonsense?" Bu Ling took a sip of wine and squinted at Nan Jinyan, "You're right?" Although I knew in my heart that this wine was not so easy to drink, I still couldn't help but drink it glass after glass, after all, it was a good wine, and I wouldn't drink it if I didn't drink it in vain.

Nan Jinyan's expression suddenly became serious, and he slowly put down the wine glass tremblingly, not knowing what would happen next, and he was uneasy.

"Are you still comfortable hiding in your study today?" Nan Jinyan asked in a deep voice.

Uninspired, Nan Jinyan actually found him hiding in the study, but why didn't he catch him red-handed? What is the purpose of saying those words in front of him? What does Nan Jinyan want to do?

None of this could be said naturally, and in the end he only weakly asked, "How did you know I was inside?" ”

Nan Jinyan got up, walked behind Bu Ling, put her hands on his shoulders, leaned over to his ear, and said softly: "Don't forget, your boots were given to you by this palace." Then he slapped his weak shoulder twice, "Next time I sneak into the study, remember to wipe the footprints at the door." ”

Next time? And next time? It means that at least you don't have to die today, Amitabha! No, I'm glad I had one more day.