Thinking about this, I was a little distracted, and my eyes looked at Yuan Hao unconsciously, he seemed to notice my eyes, and said a little nervously: "What, is there any stain on my face?" I suddenly came back to my senses and quickly shook my head, my head shaking like a rattle, "No, no." I bowed my head shyly.

"What about you, do you still want to go shopping?" Somehow, I blurted out a question, and my eyes kept sweeping to the "Beauty Xuan" and "Yanyun Building" not far away. I thought to myself, this hero in front of me won't like to linger here.

"I just returned to Beijing today, and I made an appointment with an old friend to come here for a reunion." Yuan Hao didn't even think to answer.

I looked at him, my eyes were stunned, and I thought to myself, old friend? The more old friends are, the more suspicious they are, but it's not easy to ask directly, so they look at him like this, and they don't mean to go back to the house with the guards.

Yuan Hao is a person who fights on the battlefield, how can he understand the girl's heart, naturally he was stunned all of a sudden, and he was suspicious. After a while, he still opened his mouth first, "I made an appointment with an old friend to enjoy "Peerless Early Autumn" together, this is the new work of everyone in Liufeng Academy, it is rare for me to be in Beijing, so I want to see the style." ”

Hearing this, the mystery in my heart was immediately solved, knowing that the hero in front of me was going to Liufeng Temple and not to have a tryst with a familiar woman, and I was secretly happy in my heart, and I didn't feel a smile on my face. "Okay, then don't delay the prince to appreciate the paintings, I'll go home." After saying that, he turned around and walked slowly to the place where the horse had just been tethered. Looking back, his figure was already submerged in the shuttle of people.

Back home, I sat in front of the table carved from good sandalwood, which was also carefully carved with different patterns, the table was lit with incense, the room was filled with elegant sandalwood fragrance, I was not sleepy at all, today's scene appeared in front of me, everyone I saw appeared in front of my eyes, the cold Shang Jinming, the chic breeze of the Eighth Prince and the cunning Liu Chun, each of them and I said something, like a train, slowly passing through my mind one by one.

Before I knew it, I closed my eyes and fell asleep on the table, waking up the next morning. In a daze, I heard Ling Qiao's crisp voice: "Miss, Miss, why did you sleep here?" What if I catch a cold? I can't do it without me······" Ling Qiao nagged like an old grandmother, endlessly. I was still a little sleepy, but she made me have to wake up, so I washed and changed.

"Miss, Miss, the eldest prince has returned home" Ling Qiao said in a somewhat panicked tone. I was stunned for a moment, "Got it, go out with me to meet you," I replied unhurriedly. The Zhenguo Marquis Mansion is indeed worthy of the gate valve of Kyoto, the chic courtyard, inside and out, from my boudoir to the front yard hall all the way through the narrow room, the steward's office, the communication office, the garden...... It's like a modern tourist mecca. Coming to the second door, the four green screens swayed the big characters "to stay in the living room", presumably this is the place where relatives and friends usually come to visit and sit for a while. Out of the second door, it is the front hall, only to see the square bricks all over the ground, the courtyard of the sea wall, the middle of the hall is upright and upright with a piece of golden silk nanmu plaque, on which the flying dragon and phoenix dance are inscribed with four big characters "mainstay". Seeing this, my heart suddenly unconsciously snickered with joy, maybe because my background in this life was too humble, and I felt an inexplicable joy and pride when I saw that my background in my previous life was so luxurious and precious. Thinking of this, he was suddenly awakened by a stern voice, "I came out so late, and I didn't know how to say hello to my uncles." I was stunned for a moment, and saw my father sitting in the hall with a serious face. This kid is weird this morning, listening to Ling Qiao, I'm afraid it's not very well" My mother explained like everyone else, and glanced at me slightly, motioning for me to go and say goodbye to my father.

I immediately came to my senses, walked slowly to the center of the hall, bent my hands in front of my chest, and bowed slightly to my father in the hall, "Daughter, please say hello to my father, my mother, and my uncle." As soon as the words fell, all the adults in the hall were full of compliments, "Lord Hou is so blessed, the eldest son is our famous and victorious general on the battlefield, and the eldest lady is so filial to Gongjin, it is really enviable......" Kyoto Prefecture Yin said with a flattering look on his face and a smile. The father didn't take his eyes off the door at all, but glanced at this Fu Yin and the other adults from the corner of his eye, bowed slightly, and did not answer. It can be seen that the status of the Marquis of Zhenguo in this Dajin Empire is so noble, and the Hou Ye does not take the other masters in his eyes at all.

A distant voice came from the front door around the garden to the main living room behind, "Master, the eldest son is back......" The house slave rushed to his knees and returned in front of his father. "Okay, great, finally back." The father's face was happy, and his right hand slapped the Eight Immortals table in front of the hall three times in a row, and his eyes had already flown out of the hospital, as if he had suddenly fallen on the eldest brother's shoulder. I saw a man in the distance, wearing a gold helmet and iron armor, and a jujube red and gold cloak on his shoulder, walking straight from the front yard. The man's steps were firm and powerful, and he slammed into the ground as if one step at a time. When you get closer, you can see clearly that his benchmark slender figure, wheat-colored healthy complexion, sword-like sword eyebrows, high nose bridge, thin but tight lips, and a pair of dark eyes flashing dark green from time to time, there is a cool atmosphere hidden in the city on him. It turned out to be my brother. "My son's son and my mother's greetings." Although he could not bow down because he was wearing a battle robe, his brother did not hide his filial piety to his father and mother, and his eyes were full of longing for his father and mother in the past few years, missing his father and mother, and cherishing my sister.