Twelve (one), like a year of water, the youth is unbearable

Dongfang Yan didn't show much interest in the autumn hunt, and only glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze.

After a while, he said in an indifferent tone: "What am I going to do?" ”

Sima Xuan didn't pay attention to Dongfang Yan's lack of interest, and only said excitedly: "Many children who are the same age as you are here, you can go and meet friends." ”

In exchange, Dongfang Yan snorted coldly: "There is endless fighting between officialdom, if you can't find a close friend, don't do it." ”

Meng Xuan glanced at Dongfang Yan thoughtfully, and then withdrew his gaze without a trace.

No matter how sluggish Sima Xuan was, he finally noticed Dongfang Yan's coldness, and said in confusion: "Why do you think so?" It's better to get along with children your age? ”

Dongfang Yan didn't raise his head this time, stared at the book intently, and said with disdain: "You are the prince, naturally you have to be respectful and flattering when I see you, we are different." ”

At the end, he looked puzzled, and seemed to feel that it was in vain to talk to him, so he sighed lightly: "Eh, you say that I will go, but Xuan, don't think too much about people's hearts." ”

Sima Xuan only looked at the result, and when he saw that Dongfang Yan agreed, he was overjoyed, and when he was in a good mood, he even smiled at Meng Xuan and asked for three points: "Meng Xuan, you will go too." ”

In a trance, I felt Dongfang Yan's action of turning the book, and I caught a glimpse of Dongfang Yan looking up at Meng Xuan, and the meaning in his eyes was difficult to extinguish.

Meng Xuan was also stiff, and the orange in his palm almost slipped off, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and caught it with his backhand, but his face was stiff and alienated: "I'm still ......"

Dongfang Yan pretended to tilt his head inadvertently, his eyes fell back to the book, and he turned another page before he spoke: "Go, you should also go home and have a look." ”

Meng Xuan was shocked, as if he was too shocked and could only mutter: "Home? ”

Dongfang Yan glanced at him: "What?" Don't want to go home? ”

Meng Xuan froze almost imperceptibly, and then smiled in a blink of an eye: "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

Sima Xuan only felt that this conversation was clueless, and his expression was strange for a moment, a little confused, or did he know it in his heart?

The atmosphere was stagnant at the moment, so in order to ease the atmosphere, he took out a jade box and said with a smile: "Meng Xuan, can you play chess?" A round? ”

The setting sun shines and hits the pavilion.

I saw Dongfang Yan leaning on the side and watching the game boredly, but the two young men played against each other but had very different painting styles, one looked weak and confident, and the other pondered and meditated and was indecided, and he didn't see the child for a long time.

Li'er shouted from the other side: "Miss! Son! It's time to eat! ”

Sima Xuan was relieved, and as soon as he put away the chess pieces, he jumped onto the boat as if he was fleeing, and the voice came from afar, "Let's go eat first!" "But there is only a distant back.

Dongfang Yan smiled: "Cousin, your chess skills are good." ”

In exchange, Meng Xuan smiled shyly, stepped on the boat and stretched out his hand to greet him, and the little fox jumped on the bow of the boat and snuggled at Meng Xuan's feet, very comfortable.

Dongfang Yan stood on the stone steps and looked at the hand that Meng Xuan handed over, and the light in his eyes flashed in an instant.

With a slight smile, he put his hand between Meng Xuan's palms, and Meng Xuan took her warm little hand and led her to step on the boat.

One afternoon, the calm waves were actually surging, and finally ended peacefully.

In August, the golden autumn season.

The unknown ancient trees in the mountains are golden and swaying, and the distant maple is red like fire, the blue waves are like waves, and the sky and water color are dyed with a splendid river and mountain.

The mountain breeze blows, with a little autumn coolness, sweeping the beauty of the three thousand green silk show thin eyebrows, cherry lips and teeth, responding to the scenery like a landscape beauty.

It's a pity that the beauty is still young, and she puts aside the enchanting and charming and other exaggerated rhetoric, leaving a little innocence in the breeze, but it does not damage the elegance of the literati to enjoy the scenery.

Dongfang Yan leans on the railing with his back, his hair is easily and leisurely with ribbons, and he reads the book with relish, sometimes frowning and contemplating, sometimes muttering, as if he is sad and sighing.

What book to look at? 'Warring States Wild History'......

Sima Xuan: ......

When he saw that it was a banned book, it suddenly ruined Sima Xuan's good interest.

only frowned and said: "You don't read much of the books that your daughter's family reads such as the Book of Poetry, and you really lose interest in reading this forbidden book all day long." ”

Dongfang Yan was accustomed to Sima Xuan's words and was quite unimpressed, so he simply didn't raise his head and said directly: "A hundred years of life is only to be done and sing happily and hatefully, so bright and chic, if I really want to learn the three from the four virtues, lock the high-walled compound, teach the husband and children and stay all day, it is the most torturous thing in the world." ”

After saying that, he raised his eyes and looked, Meng Xuan came lazily in a green coat, and the water rippled in a pool of bleak lotus leaves, but it made the handsome face on the boat stand tall and the posture became a unique color, and the corners of the Oriental Yan's eyebrows were raised and buried in the book.

Sima Xuan has respected royal education since he was a child, and the concept of women following three virtues and four virtues and men raising their families outside has long been ingrained. It happened that Meng Xuan climbed the stairs and stopped his mouth, but he secretly looked at Dongfang Yan with disapproval.

The little fox is also here today, squatting on Meng Xuan's shoulder with a look of anger, his expression is arrogant, Meng Xuan stretched out his palm from his shoulder to take it, the fox stood in the palm of his hand and did not wait for Meng Xuan to place, so he jumped from Meng Xuan's palm, jumped to the Dongfang Yan book, and looked directly at him defiantly.

Dongfang Yan raised his eyebrows, reached out and picked up the fur on the back of his neck and threw it into the air, before he landed, the fox twisted in mid-air, and was about to jump back into Dongfang Yan's arms, but was intercepted in mid-air by a hand with distinct bones but slightly delicate, and threw it back into Meng Xuan's arms.

The fox whirled around for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he gritted his teeth and glared at Sima Xuan, and let out a low roar.

Sima Xuan's early pleasing of this fox did not play a role at all, and at this time he no longer had expectations and turned a blind eye.

Dongfang Yan said slowly: "Come and bother me again without osmanthus cake for a month." "Simple and concise, straight to the point, without a single superfluous word.

But the fox seemed to understand, and when he heard this, he immediately died down and fell down in anger.

Meng Xuan chuckled lightly and smoothed the fox's fluffy fur with one hand, and laughed: "Now you are obedient?" This is said to the fox.

His eyes turned to look at Dongfang Yan, and he said jokingly: "I should have started to see you chasing it all over the mountain, but now you have no interest?" The osmanthus season is just a short time, and if you stop for another month, won't you wait for a year? Your words are vicious. ”

Girls, by nature, like big-eyed plush and cute things, even if the Oriental Goose is different, it is not exempt from vulgarity.

When Situ Lie saw it, he also shouted: "This is like a female baby!" I said I would have brought you all those foreign cats and dogs! ”

Emotional and exaggerated, Dongfang Yan disliked it. Several times when I saw Situ Lie and turned around and left, Situ Lie couldn't cry and laugh and scolded her for having a fox and forgetting her husband!

Interested together, the fox loved to ignore it for a month. Dongfang Yan's hot face is sticking to a cold fart, and he has nothing to do, and he is tired of his stupidity, so he loses interest.

Who knew that this fox stole the osmanthus cake of the Oriental Goose one day and changed his temperament, selling cuteness and rolling in everything, but the Oriental Goose is no longer rare.

Seeing that Dongfang Yan didn't answer, Meng Xuan didn't care, Gu Zi said: "The person who came to pick us up is said to be coming, have you packed it up?" ”

Dongfang Yan frowned: "What is the lonely family cleaning up, why did you come so early?" ”

Meng Xuan smiled: "Mr. Situ also wants to go back, and we will set off together when the time comes." ”

Dongfang Yan closed the book, his face melancholy. Whispered, "Home? The tone was sarcastic.

Seeing this, Sima Xuan looked stupid and thought about it: "Uh, either you go back to the palace with me, your father won't come back this time." ”

Meng Xuan asked, "Uncle is not here?" What about my aunt? ”

Sima Xuan's face changed, he struck with an elbow, and his eyes signaled him not to speak.

Dongfang Yan picked up the book, and his mind swept over the fierce woman in the pool of blood, and his heart ached. turned into a bland look: "My mother is gone." ”

Meng Xuan was stunned for a moment, looking apologetic, wanting to say something, but in the end he could only say one sentence: "I'm sorry Yan'er, I can't remember." ”

Dongfang Yan stared at the book intently, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

The atmosphere was at a stalemate for a while, Sima Xuan didn't know so he couldn't guess Dongfang Yan's thoughts, what the identity of this kid was unknown, but Dongfang Yan insisted that this was the second room of the Meng family, the truth was becoming more and more confusing, and it seemed that something was surfacing.