Min Xing was Xiao Yi's only daughter, and when she was born, Xiao Yi recovered Yuzhou, a territory occupied by the Northern Dynasty for more than 60 years, which meant that the recovery of the Central Plains was just around the corner. After returning to Beijing to report on his work, Emperor Gao was overjoyed, and it was a big feast for the world to amnesty, and he announced on the spot when he was drunk and hot that the Xiao family had made great contributions, and I promised that although the prince was old, my next born son would marry the little daughter of the Xiao family as a concubine.

Xiao Yi was so frightened that he woke up most of the time, and hurriedly knelt down to excuse the little girl from being beautiful, talentless, and virtuous, and couldn't stand such a great favor. There was a congratulatory sound around, Xiao Yi thought about it and felt that the lintel had light, so he accepted this marriage, Emperor Gao took one of the three blades of the rose blade as a fixed object, and said that the little daughter of the Xiao family married into the royal family at the age of sixteen.

This year is the thirty-seventh year of Emperor Gao, and it is also this year that Xiao Yi was given to die, and the family was exiled to the north, and Xiao Yi's wife Nie ended himself with a white silk.

The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, the Son of Heaven is tyrannical, and Xiao Yue is angry and raises troops.

When Xiao Yi was just killed, the following report on how to deal with the little daughter of the Xiao family, Emperor Gao was busy repairing the hedge for Concubine Xie, and he took it with which relatives in the mansion of the guilty ministers. Without saying anything below, Emperor Gao remembered that not long ago, the red mouth and white teeth promised a family affair, and the princess fell into the north, and wanted to regret it and said it to death at the beginning, and was hesitating, Xie Lingdao, the minister of war, was not as good as the minister to lead the mansion first, and then make plans when her uncle Xiao Yue went to Beijing. Emperor Gao was secretly happy, Xie Qing was really understanding, and with this girl, maybe he could still keep Xiao Yue, who was getting fuller, in Beijing.

Emperor Gao was suspicious and easy to kill, and the surface of the capital was peaceful and joyful, but in fact, the dynasty was panicked and the people were uneasy. The sad thing is that he died violently before Xiao Yue entered Beijing to report on his work. In less than two months, Xiao Yue captured Jiangling like a bamboo, abolished the faint emperor and established the mourning emperor, and it was very smooth to remove the old and welcome the new.

Xiao Yue faintly saw Min Xing's eyebrows and eyes quiet and calm through the handkerchief, and he frowned slightly in his sleep, and the hazy beauty was added.

He sat up slowly, and then realized that his left arm had become numb because of the long support on the couch.

Min Xing woke up heavily, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Yue's eyes full of emotions. She didn't react, she didn't know what to do, and she looked at him fixedly.

She thought that her uncle was really a good-looking man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, elegant and handsome, because of the temperament precipitated by poetry and books, it made him appear introverted and calm, and he was the supreme emperor with his own awe-inspiring atmosphere, but he did not lose his name, and the name of the first beautiful man in the Southern Dynasty was really worthy of his name.

It wasn't until the pear charcoal that boiled the tea made a crackling sound that Xiao Yue reacted first. He covered it up well, naturally pinched his wrist, raised his eyes and asked her with a smile, "What did you dream about?" I can't sleep well. ”

Min Xing didn't react, she snorted, and looked at her uncle with puzzled eyes, in fact, her mind was a mess now, and she finally figured out a sentence but she just thought, her uncle is really good-looking. Thinking of this sentence again, her face suddenly became a little hot, she respected him and respected him, she had always treated him with the heart of her elders, and this time she suddenly looked at him with the eyes of a girl's family, which was a little embarrassing in her mind?

Xiao Yue saw a flush on her white face through Su Padu, the girl in front of her lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes moved slightly.

He was suddenly in a cheerful mood, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

got up and walked to the red sandalwood square, bent his knees and pinched the teapot lid, glanced at it, looked back at Min Xing with a smile, "There is only half a pot of tea left in the boil, I forgot it, I should fight." ”

Zhao Ning raised his head and chuckled, "Father doesn't have to say that, so shouldn't Zhao Ning be even more beaten?" He blinked as he spoke.

Xiao Yue smiled, "Read your book carefully, I see that you are very fascinated." ”

Zhao Ning only smiled, then lowered his head and continued to read.

Min Xing got up when he heard this, he didn't want the handkerchief to fall to the ground, and was about to get up to pick it up, Xiao Yue stretched out his hand, gently picked it up and put it on the side of him, and took out his own handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her, the fingers were slender, the nails were round, slightly flowing and shiny, it was really a beautiful pair of hands, she took it, I didn't know what he wanted her to do, she raised her eyes and looked at him suspiciously, the touch of his cold fingertips just now was still there, so that her heart didn't come to chill for a reason.

"Pear blossoms bring rain." These four words are said to be round. After a pause, he asked with a smile, "What did you dream about?" ”

When Min Xing heard him say this, her face turned even redder, and she covered her face with a veil, and the faint scent of ambergris flowed on the tip of her nose, and she said angrily, "I don't remember, if I remember, I'll tell you." ”

What she dreamed of, she actually vaguely remembered. The dull ache in the dream was real, and it made her believe that the dream was also real. It was a sadness she had never felt before.

After saying that, Xing got up and walked to Zhao Ning's side and looked, "What kind of book is so fascinating?" ”

Zhao Ning flipped the cover and let her see, "I don't know who wrote it, but it's really interesting, it's about the anecdotes of my Dazhao in recent years, I think you like to read it too, we bought it, go back and read it slowly." Father, do you think it's good? He looked up at his father with anticipation.

Xiao Yue nodded and smiled, "The girl's family is trapped in the palace wall and can't travel thousands of miles, so it's good to read thousands of books and open your eyes." I'll flip through it too. ”

The ice cubes in the jade pot in the corner of the wall have almost melted, the cicadas are singing and the trees are quiet, and Min Xing said, "Just boil another pot of water, I'm a little thirsty." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yue turned around and walked to the side, changed the teapot to refill the water, and used tweezers to clip a piece of pear charcoal, and the small cyan flame started beating again.

Min walked beside him and sat down on his knees, "It's still boring this year, and I haven't seen a good word for so long." ”

Xiao Yue scooped the tea again and scattered it into the furnace, "Listen to the thunder in the silence, maybe there is one in front of you." No good words may not be without gain, but you can learn from the shortcomings of others and remind yourself not to make another mistake when you pick up the pen. ”

After a little dim sum, it was dusk when the three of them walked out of the teahouse, and the street was still bustling, and after walking a few steps, Min Xing sighed and grabbed Zhaoning, "Look," Yan pointed to two lines of small letters, "This is a poem we wrote on West Street at noon, but we didn't write it." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Ning also roamed in the world of books, and when he heard the words, he looked at them carefully, "It really is." ”

Xiao Yue also looked, "The font is deliberately imitated, I think of which one." ”

Zhao Ning thought for a moment and smiled, "I also have a little guess, I don't know if it's accurate." ”

Min Xing chuckled, "I guessed a few points too." ”

Xiao Yue raised his feet and continued to move forward, "Let's walk forward and see." ”

After walking a stone's throw away, the three of them stood in front of a pair of books at the same time, "This is interesting." ”

Summoned the guards not far away, "Go to the front and take a look, I have searched for these two verses." ”

"You can't blow the wind, it's quite cold at night, why don't you go shopping tomorrow?" Xiao Yue lowered his head and asked Min Xing softly.

"Well, let's go back."

Zhao Ning was holding the book in his arms, still immersed in the book and couldn't extricate himself, Xiao Yue had to hold her shirt to prevent her from getting separated.

A moment to Jinghui Wangfu, Jinghui Wang is Xiao Yue's younger brother, named Xiao Yuan, the two have a good relationship, every time Xiao Yue goes out of the palace, he will have a meal at King Jinghui, contact and contact feelings.

Less than an hour after Xiao Yue and the others finished eating, they received a post from the maid, saying that it was sent by the Northern Dynasty Post Station, looking for the three nobles who entered the mansion at dusk. A line of upright handwriting attracted Xiao Yue's attention, "I have admired the name for a long time, and my heart is victorious." One or two idle books, knowing that they have been received, are very comforting. Mulberry falls into a pot, tomorrow when the South Garden Marquis. Yuan Ke. ”

There is only one surname in the world, and that is the Beiyan royal family.

Yuan Ke, Huaizhen Shizi also, good at scheming, once swept thousands of miles of Rouran with 8,000 troops, the focus is calligraphy, can hold a pen and a gun, rare all-rounder. I heard that this Huaizhen is very beautiful, and he has not seen him for the first time this year on a state visit on behalf of the Northern Dynasty.

Yuan is also quite sincere, this year did not send an insignificant prince to conduct friendly exchanges, but boldly sent the next leader he carefully cultivated, Yuan Kelai.

Xiao Yue handed it to Min Xing and smiled, "Sure enough, it's him." ”

The handwriting on the post is different from what Min Xing saw on the street, but it is what she often sees in the post, such as a dead tree in Lingdong, cold and lonely, and no branches and leaves, such a beautiful word, it makes her faintly look forward to a glimpse of real people.

Whether Yuan Ke is gentle and elegant, or free and easy, she can't think of it.

If it is really like those people in the Northern Dynasty who have five big faces and three thick faces, it is really a bit regrettable.