"You just let Han Zhao go, don't worry?" After going down, An Ning asked with his back to Xun Yu while unloading the bead hairpin ring on his head.

"Isn't he going to war, isn't he going to inquire about the news, plus dividing Shen Mu and Helian Yan?" Sitting in a rocking chair, Piao Fu stood on his shoulder, looking like the years were quiet.

In case the other end doesn't let people go, everyone picks up Shen Mu, and he can't run out.

Thinking that the person was out of the tiger's den is Longtan, Xun Yu stretched out his hand and gently touched the head of the fluttering flocculation.

"Then I should inform Qingyu and tell her not to worry."

"Just ask her to come to the palace, what's the matter, I want you to run?"

Seeing that his wish was in vain, An Ning begged, "You can just allow me to go out for a spin, and even help you pray and make a wish, isn't it?" ”

"It's not good," Xun Yu was not fooled, and wanted to leave him out to play, but there was no door, "except for me, you don't want to go out again in the future." ”

"Stingy." Turning around and huddled in a rocking chair with him, he would rather neither of them be comfortable than be proud of him alone, and flew up, fluttered his wings and screamed, and went to the shelf by the window.

This place is not as warm as Xunyu, and the wind blows the shelf cold, and you can freeze your feet when you think about it.

"Then I'll go and call Qingyu in and give her a good advice."

"No need, if you call someone in, you will inevitably send food and drink, what silver carbon stove, dim sum supplements will be sent to the temple, and when the time comes, Han Zhao will see it, he will not feel distressed at all, he has no worries, what if he refuses to come back, it is still a little worrying about him, and he can think more clearly over there."

"Don't worry, when Han Zhao says goodbye to him, Kang Qingyu will definitely take the initiative to enter the palace, and you don't need to send someone to invite you."

"Old fox!" An Ning smiled and pinched his nose, and then leaned down on his chest, "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

........

Wan'an Temple on the outskirts of the city.

There is still a month before the New Year, Kang Qingyu stays here, if Han Zhao doesn't come, their mother and son will have to spend the New Year here.

Purity and freedom are natural, that is, I feel the same as before, still orphans and widows, dependent on each other.

In her previous life, she barely had a good year with Han Zhao, either she was making trouble, or the two places were separated, and then Yin and Yang were separated.

Xu was born without this life, and no matter how many times it passes, it will still be the same.

He avoided the calculations in the house, and finally folded in a place he never thought of, he didn't like her in the first place, if so, were all those sins in the past in vain?

Or is she less pitiful than before, and therefore unworthy of pity?

"Madame, go inside, it's too cold outside." Rou'er took a cloak to her, Kang Qingyu smiled, when her heart was extremely cold, she couldn't warm herself whether it was cold or hot outside.

"Have you fallen asleep?"

"Madame, don't worry, sleep soundly, the room is very warm, even if my brother kicks the quilt at the moment, he can't freeze."

"Alright, let's go, I'll help you prepare dinner together."

Because she moved out in anger, Kang Qingyu didn't bring any servants, and An Ning arranged a few people for her, but she felt that it was not good to go to the temple to pray for blessings and mobilize the people, not to mention that the environment here is so poor, the people who came out of the palace may not be unaccustomed to living, and if they are not used to living, they are easy to resent, and if they are resentful, how can they serve good people.

The master and servant are the same as the people in the temple, eating fasting rice, clear soup and little water, and occasionally buy some food from outside, see the meat, and are afraid of polluting the purity of the Buddha.

When Han Zhao came in, he saw Kang Qingyu wearing a shirt, boiling water and cooking noodles with Rou'er.

"The little grandfather is here?" When Rou'er turned around, she saw him, and she almost hit the bowl excitedly, but seeing that Kang Qingyu didn't react, she felt embarrassed for a while, "Slave maid go see my brother first." ”

There were only two of them left in the room for a while, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

"Does the little grandfather want to stay for dinner?" politely, very unfamiliar.

Han Zhao looked at the flour on her face, frowned, and wanted to step forward to wipe it clean for her, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she avoided her.

Rubbing her arm with her arm, Kang Qingyu was a little embarrassed, "The kitchen is messy, please ask the little grandfather to move." ”

Withdrawing his hand, Han Zhao's face became more and more ugly, "No need, I'm here to tell you that I want to go to the west on the emperor's orders, and the return date is undecided." ”

Kang Qingyu chuckled in her heart, and she couldn't speak for a while, but she didn't want to show it on her face, as if she still cared about him, and only said "oh" for a long time.

The two stood opposite each other for a long time, and Han Zhao was about to leave, when the water behind Kang Qingyu boiled the pot, gurgling and bubbling, and put the lid of the pot up.

Hurriedly tried to open it, but forgot to take a piece of cloth to pad it, the woman's hands burned all of a sudden, and her white and tender fingers turned red.

I didn't care about it, so I soaked it in the water tank, one cold and one hot, almost hooking people's tears.

Kang Qingyu made a vow in front of the Buddha that she would never cry in front of Han Zhao in her life, and gritted her teeth and held back her tears.

"Madam, my brother is awake, do you want to go and see?" Rou'er ran in, but she deliberately woke up the little ancestor, for fear that the couple would not agree on a word, and there was a child in the middle, which would always ease up a lot.

"Right now, this is coming." Kang Qingyu continued to finish the unfinished business, picked up the noodles and tasted them, and put the vegetables prepared in advance.

"That's all you eat?" Han Zhao felt that he had no appetite when he looked at the clear soup and little water, and his eyebrows were about to twist together.

"You are not allowed to see meat in the temple," the more he looked at him, the more angry he became, and his words were inevitably a little mean, "Don't look down on these things, when you get to Xiliang, you may not be able to eat this hot noodle soup." ”

"Xiliang has wine and meat, I don't like noodles."

Kang Qingyu was so angry that she couldn't hold it anymore, and her hand holding the plate became tighter and tighter, until she touched the finger that was burned, "Then I wish the little grandfather a smooth journey and a triumphant return." ”

"I'm not going to war, I'm just going to fight."

When her heart was put down a little, she knew that Xun Yu would not let him go, and something must have happened to ask him to go.

"Then I hope that the little grandfather will work hard to add food, and it will be good in Xiliang."

Holding the two bowls of noodles and turning into the house, Han Zhao wanted to leave and was worried in his heart, so he simply followed her to see the child.

By the time I got to the house, the noodles were already half cold.

Their house was extremely cold, only the sleeping hut was warm, and the three of them huddled together, hugging the city and looking at him with two big eyes, not crying or making a fuss, like looking at a stranger.

His son, oh, has only been working for a few days, and he doesn't know him anymore.

"Rou'er, make a cup of tea for the little grandfather." Kang Qingyu couldn't eat it, she had just eaten milk in the city, and now she wanted to play, and she didn't want to let the nurse hug her, so she wanted to play in bed.

"Go home, how do you live in this place, it's about to be the New Year, you take the city back."