Chapter 237: Peach Blossom Luck
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"Him?" Yuanfu took the purse, shook his head and looked stupid, grabbed the purse with his little hand and looked at it over and over, and said in surprise: "It's so beautiful!" Did Sister Lan do it herself? β
Wei Tinglan nodded shyly.
The purse is very delicate, and it also exudes a faint fragrance, Yuan Fu likes it tightly, and pulls the string apart, intending to see what is inside.
Wei Tinglan hurriedly pressed her hand, her face embarrassed: "This ...... It was given to the second son. β
Yuanfu is too young and doesn't understand the difference between the love between men and women and the liking of friends, so Wei Tinglan is naturally ashamed to explain.
"Second brother, you say?"
"Yes."
"So, can't I watch it?" Yuanfu was even more curious, what was in it.
God mysterious.
Wei Tinglan lowered her head, "No, no, no." β
"Ahh
Wei Tinglan saw that Yuanfu looked uninterested, and hurriedly approached her and said, "I made a dress for strawberries, which is not ready yet, and I will bring it to you in two days." β
Strawberry is a cat raised by Yuanfu, with yellow and white fur and a pinch of black hair on its back to form the appearance of a strawberry, so it got the name "strawberry".
Yuanfu suddenly became energetic, and she had to do this well in the strawberry clothes, patted her chest and readily agreed: "You wait, I'll send it to you in the evening." β
"Thank you." Wei Tinglan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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Zhao Yuanhong worked in the military department during the day and returned home in the evening. At dinner, he felt that the girl Yuanfu would sneak a glance at him from time to time, sneaky. He couldn't help but cast a puzzled look at her.
The corners of Yuanfu's mouth widened, and his eyes narrowed with a smile.
"......" Zhao Yuanhong didn't know what to say.
After dinner, Zhao Yuanhong went to the study to read as usual after bathing, and as soon as he pushed the door, he noticed that something was wrong, and sighed helplessly and called: "Yuanfu." β
The little girl popped out of the shadows, frowning and unhappy, clutching a purse in her hand.
She still wants to scare the second brother, and she doesn't know what the second brother's face will look like when he is panicked.
Zhao Yuanhong asked: "You don't sleep at night, what are you doing here with me?" β
"Well, here's for you." Yuanfu stuffed his purse into Zhao Yuanhong's hand.
Zhao Yuanhong looked at his sister incredulously: "You did it?" β
The level of Yuanfu ...... Ahem, let's not talk about it.
Yuan Fu shook his head, "Sister Lan gave it to you." Wei Tinglan, Uncle Wei's daughter. β
Zhao Yuanhong's face changed, and the purse suddenly became a hot potato, and he almost couldn't hold back his hands and threw it away. Zhao Yuanhong spread his five fingers, spread the purse in front of Yuan Fu, and said gently: "I can't take this purse, Yuan Fu will take it back and return it to your sister Lan." β
What else can a girl mean by embroidering something for him?
Zhao Yuanhong didn't have much impression of Wei Tinglan, only knew that she was Yuanfu's playmate, one of Yuanfu's many little sisters, and he couldn't even remember his face.
How can you accept things from people casually?
Zhao Yuanhong doesn't want to give hope to girls irresponsibly. In the future, his father and mother will be in charge of his marriage, and his mother will definitely choose a well-informed lady for him, and he doesn't want to waste time on such boring things.
"Nope." Yuan Fu put his hands behind his back and grimaced at him, "You have to pay it back yourself." β
After saying that, Yuanfu pedaled and ran away, blending in with the night.
What Yuanfu thought in his heart was: I haven't got the strawberry clothes yet, of course I won't help you return the purse!
Zhao Yuanhong: "......"
He was clutching the purse, really not knowing what to do.
This purse can definitely be called the biggest problem he has encountered since he was a child.
Even dealing with the Heshuo Special Department is not so tricky.
Zhao Yuanhong sighed, put his purse on the desk, lit a few more candles, and took out a book to read. But the presence of the purse was extremely strong, and he could not calm down.
Why don't you take a look?
Maybe not what he thought?
Zhao Yuanhong put down the book, looked at the purse with an expression like a great enemy, pulled the string open, and the purse contained a silk silk.
The silk silk is as thin as a cicada's wings, showing a faint pink, and a beautiful "Hong" character is embroidered in the upper left corner.
Zhao Yuanhong's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his ears were dyed a thin layer of pink.
He hurriedly threw away the silk silk, sat on the chair in a daze, then took out a wooden box from the drawer, opened it, stuffed the silk silk into his purse, put it into the wooden box, locked it, and put it in the lowest drawer.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
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A few days later, Wei Tinglan came to visit the palace again with strawberry clothes. The strawberry in this dress is just right, nestled in Yuanfu's arms and meowing, very well-behaved.
Yuanfu was very satisfied.
Wei Tinglan Cheng struck the iron and asked, "My purse, did you give it to the second son?" β
"Hmm."
Wei Tinglan looked nervous: "Did he say anything?" β
"Nope." Yuanfu was still focused on teasing the cat, and was not interested in Wei Tinglan's questioning.
Wei Tinglan sat on pins and needles: "What is the expression of the second son?" β
"No ......" Yuan Fu said halfway through, stopped, thinking back to the expression of the second brother that day, she was actually a little frightened, but even if she was stupid, she knew that she couldn't say that, otherwise Sister Lan would be unhappy, so she said weakly: "The second brother is very happy." β
Wei Tinglan was so excited that she almost fainted?
"Really?" She hugged Yuanfu's arm with an eager expression.
Yuanfu: "......"
From childhood to adulthood, her mother taught her not to lie, otherwise she would not be a good child, so Xiao Yuanfu was very honest except for refusing to admit that he wet the bed.
Xiao Yuanfu was uncomfortable.
It's still right for my mother to say, you can't lie about being a man.
But Sister Lan was so happy, she couldn't bear to splash Sister Lan's cold water, so she had to bite the bullet and say, "It's true." β
Don't ask, if you ask her again, she'll really be ruined.
Fortunately, Wei Tinglan was immersed in the joy of love after getting Yuanfu's affirmative answer, although this love was imagined by her, but at this moment she has a very sense of substitution.
Yuan Hong likes the purse she makes.
Wei Tinglan smiled sweetly and shyly.
Yuan Fu looked at Wei Tinglan with a puzzled expression. She also likes the clothes made by Sister Lan, why isn't Sister Lan so happy?
Alas, it's too complicated.
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Jinyiwei nominally obeys the orders of the Son of Heaven, so the scope of activities is mainly in the palace. After Zhao Yuanyi became the Fusi of Beizhen, he spent most of his time in the palace, and the work of arresting and interrogating people would not be handed over to him, so he trained his subordinates all day long, practiced martial arts, and occasionally patrolled a few laps in the palace.
It was more convenient for Zhao Yuanyi to enter the palace than before, Zhao Huan thought that he would come to him, but there was no time.
After a month, Zhao Huan finally couldn't help but go to the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen. At this time, Zhao Yuanyi was training his subordinates, and his subordinates went to fight him in the ring one by one, and they all returned with fiasco.
Zhao Yuanyi also trained them not to practice seriously, and they all had soft arms and legs, and they couldn't pass a few tricks with him.
Men: "......"
If we had your ability, we would have made a name for ourselves.
Zhao Huan stood under the canopy, staring coldly at the hundred households on the stage with their waists crossed.
Finally, the Lord of the Hundred Households turned his head and found Zhao Huan not far away. Zhao Yuanyi was stunned, wondering if Zhao Huan was coming to him.
He looked back to see if there was anyone behind him, and when he realized that there was indeed no one and he was the only one, he was a little confused.
Hey? What's going on with Zhao Huan? Didn't you have a lot of backbone to turn a blind eye to him in the court?
Zhao Yuanyi got down from the ring, instructed his subordinates to practice hard, and then walked here unhurriedly, his posture was leisurely like a walk.
Zhao Huan: "......"
He almost felt the urge to turn around and leave.
"Your Majesty." Zhao Yuanyi shouted lukewarmly, glanced at the guard of honor behind Zhao Huan, and smiled: "Your Majesty is very big." β
Zhao Huan was almost out of breath.
He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and waved away the eunuch palace maid guards behind him, telling them to stand far away and wait.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Yuanyi leaned against the pillar, looking casual and lazy.
He has never been respectful in front of Zhao Huan, at most he is pretentious.
This is Beizhen Fusi, his territory, he doesn't even bother to do it.
Zhao Huan had long been used to it, and he was not angry, so he looked at him calmly and asked, "Were you injured during that time in Mongolia?" β
Zhao Yuanyi raised his eyebrows.
Is this concerned about him?
"A little bit, it's been good for a long time." Zhao Yuanyi hooked the corners of his lips mockingly: "Your Majesty has the world in mind, in your eyes, your country is the most important, what is my little life?" β
"Zhao Yuanyi!" Zhao Huan's eyes suddenly became angry.
"Can't stand it?" Zhao Yuanyi put his hand on the back of his head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has Your Majesty's difficulties, so I don't expect Your Majesty to show mercy to the subordinates of the palace." But the enemy of my father is also my enemy. β
During the month he spent working in Kitajin Fuji, he realized how naΓ―ve and stupid he was in the past.
Everyone knows that Zhao Huan and the palace are incompatible, but he still hopes that the two sides can coexist peacefully and live like this.
If he had to choose between his family and Zhao Huan, he would not hesitate to choose the former and abandon the latter.
Although, he was also very uncomfortable in his heart.
Zhao Huan had a cold face, "This is your true words?" β
"It really can't be more real."
Zhao Huan nodded, the few warmth in his memory was covered by coldness a little bit, and he almost smiled: "Zhao Yuanyi, you ......"
His words stopped abruptly, glanced at Zhao Yuanyi gloomily, and turned his head to leave.
There is no true warmth in this world, only those cold things, such as power, such as gold and silver, can be firmly grasped.
He already, doesn't want anything.
Zhao Yuanyi looked at Zhao Huan's back, stunned for a long time, and his heart was extremely dull.
He has so many friends, in fact, it doesn't matter if there is one or two missing, but-
Zhao Huan is also special among them.
Maybe because Zhao Huan needs him the most, he will always give him a feeling that he is protecting something.
Now that they have grown up, they are enemies of each other.