The Xuanguo Mansion is one of the best families in the Dasheng Dynasty, with extraordinary status and noble style, and has never participated in party disputes, even if their family wants to befriend them, they have no way. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

He slowly twisted the rosewood beads in his hand and gave Xia Fu a look.

Xia Fu immediately understood, and respectfully presented the mahogany carved box in her hand to Duanmu.

Duanmu Jun did not shy away from it, and opened the box under the burning eyes of He and Xiao He, only to see that there were some delicate silk flowers, water jade bead flowers, carved lotus pattern silver bracelets, nine rings, etc., all of which were the little girl's things.

He Shi's face was groaning, the gift sent by the Xuanguo Mansion was not heavy, but it was perfect for the two little girls, revealing a bit of intimacy.

He squinted, looked at Duanmu Jun and asked, "Sister Jun, what's going on?" Didn't you meet someone from the Xuanguo Mansion when you went out today? ”

"Back to my grandmother, my sister and I happened to meet Miss Chu San when we were in Zhuangzi today, and Miss Chu San's carriage broke down, so we stopped in Zhuangzi." Duanmujun replied concisely, and roughly said that they had left Chu Qingyu to have lunch in Zhuangzi and gave each other a pot of chrysanthemums, but as for the fact that they met the homeless people who came to beg for food and Chu Qingyu took those homeless people away, he did not mention a word.

Xiao He's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't expect these two sisters to go out for a walk casually, and they actually got into a relationship with the Xuanguo Mansion.

After He pondered for a moment, his face became a little more friendly.

Their little girls' families met by chance, one party helped to start, formed a good relationship, and then slowly communicated with each other, and when the little girls became familiar, the two families could naturally move around each other.

He instructed with a smile: "Sister Jun, Sister Scarlet, meeting is fate, it is rare that Miss Chu and you are quite in love, and you will have to have more contacts in the future." Her tone was meaningful, obviously to make the sisters friendly with Chu Qingyu.

"Yes, grandmother."

The two girls were blessed, and they were both disapproving, for Duanmujun, Chu Qingyu's behavior was really not a person who could intersect.

The sisters didn't stay long, and saluted together to say goodbye to He's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

When the curtain of Xiangfei "brushed" fell, they could still vaguely hear Xiao He's slightly sharp complaint behind them, chattering:

"Mother, daughter-in-law is kind, and Sister Jun is too ignorant!"

"This time, our Duanmu family has offended the Lu Mansion and the Qingyuan Bo Mansion for nothing......"

"Daughter-in-law, this is really thankless!"

The two sisters' footsteps did not stop because of this, only listening to the voice of the little He family getting farther and farther and softer, no one paid attention to the little He family, and went back to Zhanqing Courtyard.

When they finished their dinner, the sky was completely dark, and the cool and comfortable air at night made Duanmu Fei feel refreshed, and he was not tired at all.

She simply went to the small study to practice calligraphy.

The windows of the small study were open, and the silver moonlight poured into the room one by one, draping the books, tables and chairs by the window with a layer of silver gauze.

She sent a few maids, stayed alone in the small study, carefully cleaned her hands, and then spread the paper and polished the ink, pinching the ink ingot in one hand and pressing it lightly, grinding the ink unhurriedly.

In that grinding process, the water on the inkstone gradually became inky and turned into thick ink.

Her heart calmed down and she carefully sorted out everything that happened in Zhuangzi today.

Chu Qingyu's behavior today is very strange, if she has some kind of intention, then judging from the current result...... Could it be that she recognized those homeless people, so she deliberately chose to wait in Zhuangzi at this time, just to "go with the flow" and take these homeless people back to the Xuanguo Mansion? !

However, how did Chu Qingyu recognize these people of suspicious origin?

Duanmufei put down the ink ingot in his hand, picked up a sheep's hair pen on the side, dipped it in ink, and the tip of the pen fell on the flawless rice paper, and the pen was hidden......

She was engrossed in writing page after page......

The night breeze blows slowly, and the trees and flowers in the courtyard are full of shadows, rustling and swaying in the wind, dancing wantonly.

The deep darkness of the night was the best cover, and a tall plane tree on the side of the courtyard wall reached into the sky, and the dense canopy of the tree obscured the two blurred dark figures on the wall.

Feng Yan sat lazily on the wall, a few strands of loose black hair on his cheeks caressing his handsome face with the wind, and his obsidian-like eyes looked at the candlelight in the room and the petite shadow by the window without blinking.

Today is only August 25th.

It's only been thirteen days, and it seems like years to him.

Nearly a month until September 21......

Feng Yan casually broke off a leaf, and was hesitating whether to go in, when the candlelit window not far away was suddenly opened from the inside.

A familiar little face appeared at the window, breathing in the fresh air of the courtyard...... In the next moment, the little face froze, and a dark shadow on the wall was faintly seen.

Could it be that there is a night thief?!

This was Duanmufei's first thought, and he was about to close the window quietly, but it was too late, and the "night thief" jumped off the wall lightly, and took a step forward, and his handsome face was exposed to the silver moonlight, and the beautiful phoenix eyes were like the night sky without a single star, and he couldn't see the slightest light, and it was so dark that he seemed to suck people in......

Feng Yan at night seems to be different from him usually, he is as dazzling as the sun during the day, and he is as quiet as a deep pool at night.

He just walked towards her quietly, and he released a momentum like the top of Mount Tai, and his deep eyes were almost like looking at a leopard of prey!

Duanmu stood frozen in place, his face was quite calm, but his heart was a little up and down: Why did Feng Yan suddenly come?!

Could it be that he suddenly changed his mind and felt that he didn't feel at ease keeping her?!

The idea arose, and she immediately rejected it.

If he wanted to kill her, he didn't need to do it himself.

"I happened to be passing by your house and begging for a glass of water." Feng Yan said softly and stopped outside the window.

His voice was not obvious in the rustling of the leaves around him, and it did not attract the attention of others.

Looking at him with a natural look, the corners of Duanmu's eyes twitched and pursed his lips.

Since Feng Yan returned to Beijing, he was ordered to be grounded by the emperor, and the emperor also sent a forbidden army to strictly guard outside the mansion of the eldest princess of Anping.

So, he slipped into Shangshu Mansion just to ask her for water?!

Duanmu sighed secretly, and could only be glad that he had already dismissed the maid.

She didn't dare to say no to Feng Yan, so she simply reached out and made a plea generously: "Feng Gongzi, come in and sit." "You can't let him stand outside the window all the time, in case she is accidentally seen by the mother-in-law and maid in the courtyard, then she will fall into the Yellow River and can't be washed.

Feng Yan was not polite, stretched out his hand on the windowsill, and turned over lightly into the house, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and the room was still filled with a faint fragrance of ink.

Feng Yan looked around casually, the small study of the girl's house was very different from the man's, with bookcases, piano cases, bookshelves, chessboards, picture scrolls, flower sacs...... It is arranged in a staggered manner in the room, and the decoration is elegant and chic.

There is also a fish tank next to the wooden chessboard, and a few goldfish briskly wagging their tails between the aquatic plants, swinging layers of water waves, making the room a little more lively.

"Feng Gongzi, wait a minute, I'll pour you tea."

Duanmu Fei wanted to send him away quickly, so he stepped aside and personally took the pot and poured him longan tea.

The sound of pouring tea sounded, and the sound of Feng Yan came from behind him again, which made Duanmu's hands shake in fright.

"Can you play chess?" Feng Yan sat on a circle chair near the window, looked at the chessboard with some chess pieces scattered around, and raised his eyebrows and asked.

The sound of the water stopped, Duanmu Fei turned around with the longan tea, and said vaguely: "It's just a little bit of a pass." ”

She was worried that Feng Yan wanted to play chess with her whimsically, and the next game of chess would not be finished in an hour or two!

Besides......

If she really wants to play chess, should she lose, or win, or should she be careful not to lose without a trace?!

Thinking about it, Duanmu Fei hurriedly brought the still warm longan tea in his hand to the square table beside Feng Yan.

"Is this longan tea?" Feng Yan looked at the tea cup in a daze and asked, the unique sweet smell of longan penetrated into the tip of his nose, and a distant voice seemed to come from his ears.

"Longan tea can nourish the heart and spleen, nourish the blood and calm the nerves...... Wuyang, you let the queen have a drink every night before going to bed, and you can have a good night's sleep! ”

Feng Yan's pupils shrank, and his heartbeat echoed in his ears like a thunderous drum.

He couldn't sit down any longer, Huo Di stood up, lightly dropped the sentence: "I'm leaving", and jumped out of the window with agility.

Duanmu stood stupidly in place, watching him neatly climb over the wall, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Didn't Feng Yan come to beg for water? Why didn't you drink it and run away?! …… What a man's heart! Duanmu Fei thought as he closed the window, and he didn't see a slender black shadow on the wall.

A young man in black looked at the direction where Feng Yan had left speechlessly, and then looked at Duanmufei's house.

And he said! Why did the master inexplicably send himself to guard a little girl, dare to love this little girl who fell in love with someone else's little girl and did not hesitate to visit the boudoir at night? !

It's not easy to be a secret guard these days!

The dark guard's faint sigh was blown away by the night wind.