It has been recorded in the history books: At the end of the Han Dynasty, the Zhao sisters entered the palace to serve Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty, the elder sister Zhao Feiyan, and the younger sister Zhao Hede. Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty once said that Zhao Hede's embrace is my "gentle township,"

I would like to die under the peony flowers, and be a ghost and be romantic. In the end, Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty really died in Zhao Hede's body, and the proverb came true.

"Zhao Hede's embrace is my "gentle township"",

"Gentle Township," Leng Xiao chewed these words, flipping through the annals of history.

"Brother Xian, it's been a long time, haha." Leng Feng was full of spring breeze and strode over.

"It won't be long, Brother Feng, please take a seat."

Leng Xiao sat slowly, today he has a unique charm, his body exudes a quiet ink fragrance, and his black hair is scattered behind him.

Dressed in a purple dragon robe, with a purple satin headband, the hairband is tied at the waist of the hair, there is an innate kingly demeanor.

"Brother Xian, what are you looking for me today? But it doesn't hurt to say that. Leng Feng took a sip of tea,

"Brother Feng, actually, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"What? It's only been a few days? Why don't you stay a few more days before leaving? ”

"I won't tell you, Brother Feng, I still have a lot of important things to do, a few days ago, my father ordered me to send someone to look for Nuwaqin, I sent someone to look for it, but my subordinate Youfeng doesn't know where to go. Since this mission failed, it's time for me to go back and explain to my father. ”

"Leng Xiao, be careful in everything, you and I also know my father's character, remember, don't hit the stone with an egg, retreat when it's time to retreat."

"Thank you, big brother, we won't be drunk in the future, and we will say goodbye."

After Leng Xiao finished speaking, he was about to ride away.

"Wait, Brother Xian,"

Leng Xiao turned back puzzled, "What's the matter, big brother?" ”

"You can't do it without a maid to take care of you along the way, I'll let Xiyan accompany you,"

"Xiyan?" Leng Xiao was puzzled.

"The slave has seen the cold owl son."

"You're welcome. I will accept the eldest brother's wishes. ”

"Don't thank you yet?" Leng Feng said to Xi Yan. Xiyan shook slightly,

"Xiyan thanked the son, and in the future, the son's daily life will be taken care of by the slave."

"That's a big deal." Leng Xiao saw that this woman was pitiful, so he accepted it.

"Big brother, there will be a period later, and in the coming day, we won't get drunk."

After speaking, Leng Xiao took Xiyan and rode away.

"Hey, Leng Xiao, take care." Leng Feng looked at Leng Xiao's departing back and stood for a long time.

On horseback, Leng Xiao saw Xiyan's restraint and opened his mouth first.

"Miss Xiyan, are you tired? Do you need to take a break? ”

"No, Childe is in a hurry, don't worry about me." Seeing Xi Yan's eyes flickering, Leng Xiao continued: "Miss Xi Yan, why did you go to Leng Feng's Mansion to be a maid? What about your family? ”

"Don't hide it from my son, the slave's parents died early, and when I was very young, they were gone." As she spoke, Xiyan began to cry.

Leng Xiao couldn't see the girl crying, and then comforted her. "It's all over, I shouldn't have asked the girl about the sad past, how offended."

"It's okay, the slave family is used to it."

"Xiyan, who gave you this name?"

"Oh, it was the nurse who started it, she looked at me pitiful and took me as a goddaughter,"

"It's very good, Xiyan Xiyan, since ancient times, Feiyan has been jealous, and her red face is so thin." Leng Xiao said.

"Childe has also heard of Zhao Feiyan?"

"Oh, I accidentally found it in the study this morning, so I took a look, hehe."

"I didn't expect that the son also likes ancient books, so what about his thin life, so why pay affectionately."

"Xiyan, you look good."

Xiyan suddenly blushed, "Gongzi Xie." ”

At least, at this moment, she is happy.