After Ye Huang stuffed his belly pocket into his sleeve pocket, he took out a belly pocket of the same color from the other sleeve and hurriedly hung it up, regardless of whether it was flat or not, he turned around and left, and hurried back to his courtyard.

Fortunately, this thing was not lost, but the embroidery was seen, and I was afraid that my face would be lost!

Yehuang thought in her heart, but she couldn't be completely reassured, she wanted to check if the belly pocket was intact, but it was not in the room at the moment, it was obviously out of place, and when she hurriedly passed by Brother Xuan'er's courtyard, she still heard the sound of the piano. It's just that simple repetition of a few notes, obviously it should be Brother Xuan'er playing.

Thinking of the intimate child in his heart, Yehuang unconsciously walked over there, and when he stood at the entrance of the corridor in the courtyard, he saw Huo Xiyu and Xuan'er sitting on the straw mat in the courtyard, with a piano in front of him, and Xuan'er was concentrating on stroking the piano strings.

This kid is really a bit elegant!

Ye Huang thought about it, a light smile appeared on her face, and she glanced at Huo Xiyu beside Xuan'er, only to feel that her attentive posture of looking at the strings was also serious, so she turned around and quietly retreated, not wanting to disturb. But at this time, Xuan'er stopped and turned her head to look at Cousin Yu: "Cousin, is Xuan'er right?" ”

Yehuang had already walked to the entrance of the courtyard at this time, and when he heard the words, he looked back and stretched out his neck to scan, thinking that he would see Cousin Yu's smile and soft words, but what he saw was that she was deaf, and that stunned posture seemed to be wandering elsewhere.

"Cousin?" Xuan'er's crisp voice sounded again, and shook Cousin Yu's arm, Cousin Jade immediately glanced at Xuan'er: "Huh? ”

"Cousin, what's wrong with you? You are always like this this afternoon, Xuan'er has called you many times, you are thinking about things, if your cousin is very busy, you can not accompany Xuan'er. ”

Huo Xiyu raised her hand and touched Xuan'er's face: "Cousin is not busy." ”

"But...... So, is Xuan'er too stupid? Xuan'er looked very sorry, and looked distressed at the night phoenix standing at the entrance of the courtyard, but Huo Xiyu just shook his head and didn't say anything.

"Is there something on my aunt's mind?" Xuan'er is really an overly smart child, and when she asked at this time, the night phoenix who asked looked at Huo Xiyu curiously.

"How do you know?" Huo Xiyu pulled Brother Xuan into his arms, half-hugged him in his arms, and reached out to touch the clothes on his body.

"My cousin looked stunned like my uncle, every time my uncle was in a daze, my aunt would tell me that my uncle was thinking about things, and when my father was so stunned, I asked him, and he said that he had something in his heart; Cousin, do you have something on your mind? ”

"Yes, my cousin has something on her mind." Huo Xiyu reached out and touched Xuan'er's head: "Xuan'er, is your father often stunned?" ”

Xuan'er made a thoughtful voice in her throat: "Hmm...... I don't see my dad very often, but how many times has my dad been stunned like this! ”

"Yes, did that Xuan'er ask his father, what was going on in his heart?" Cousin Yu lowered her head and asked softly, Yehuang Shunfeng heard it clearly, and pouted at the moment: Hey, I said that the old narcissus is amorous, and after a long time, people here also have a heart!

Xuan'er shook her head: "I don't know, Daddy didn't say it!" ”

"He didn't tell you!" Cousin Yu's voice was obviously full of loss, and Yehuang pouted again, but Xuan'er raised her head and asked, "Cousin, why did Daddy tell me?" Isn't it because he has things in his heart? ”

Huo Xiyu pulled Xuan'er up helplessly: "How boring I think!" It's only comfortable to say it! ”

Xuan'er blinked: "If your cousin is uncomfortable, you can also say it, Xuan'er listen!" ”

Huo Xiyu seemed to smile bitterly: "Silly boy, what can you listen to about adults?" Saying that, she let go of Xuan'er and swept the strings: "No one knows about the melancholy, who listens to the spring rain?" As she spoke, she began to pluck the strings, and her tone was heavy and sad, revealing a sadness.

Night Phoenix pursed her lips and withdrew.

"My Erhu is tragic enough, but the guqin is also tragic!" Yehuang muttered and went back to her courtyard, her hands were still rubbing her arms, for the virtues of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, she had always said that she belonged to the kind of "lack of virtue", and she couldn't listen to such a sad piano sound.

After entering the house and closing the door, she entered the inner room, and just felt that her belly pocket was out of her sleeve, but she felt that it was not safe, so she hurriedly put down the bed net, kicked her shoes and got in.

Sitting on the bed, she spread out the belly pocket, looked carefully at the messy lines, and after making sure that there were no broken lines or hooks, she began to follow the lines with her fingers, according to the colors one by one, and memorize them by heart.

"Second master, ...... are you" Suddenly, there was a housekeeper's greeting outside, Yehuang heard this, hurriedly grabbed his belly pocket and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, hurriedly reached out and ripped off the quilt, and drilled inside.

The sound of speech outside died away, and then the door creaked open, and Night Phoenix closed his eyes in the tent.

Listening with her ears up, she could hear him enter the inner chamber and go to the bedside, but there was no wind on the bed net, no change in the light on his eyelids, and she was sure that he had not touched the bed.

Then she heard the stool being dragged, then there was silence.

What is this guy doing?

Ye Huang thought in his heart, squinted his eyes slightly, and peeked, only to see a long figure dragging at the bed tent, obliquely.

Suddenly her eyes widened, and seeing that the figure did not move at all, she became curious, and after making a sigh, she stretched her waist, and she lifted half of the bed tent with her hand.

Mo Ji sat in front of the bed with his back to her, his face facing the dressing table, silent.

"Eh, Uncle is back?" Yehuang rolled her eyes, made a look like she had just woken up, and asked while rubbing her eyes, but it was a pity that she had done enough play, but there was no audience, Mo Ji didn't even reply, only a faint "um".

Yehuang couldn't lie on the bed and be lazy, so he had to get up: "Then you're back, are we going to Brother Han's house!" ”

Mo Ji still turned his back to her and responded softly: "Hmm! ”

Yehuang blinked: "What's wrong with you?" Did you encounter something unhappy in the agency? She said that she had enough shoes to reach, but found that there was only one shoe left, so she hurriedly went to the side of the bed to look for it under the bed, but Mo Ji turned around at this time: "Hurry up...... Looking for what? ”

"Shoes!" Yehuang raised his head as he spoke, and when he saw Mo Ji, he immediately paused there, because there was a purple mark on his head.

"What's wrong with you?" She knew in her heart that it was the masterpiece of her own bricks, but according to her parabola, the bricks that penetrated the window lattice hit the hardest skull of mankind, and if it was injured, it would be red and blue at most, so why purple?

Mo Ji's eyelids drooped for a moment, and then he looked at the night phoenix: "I didn't pay attention when I was looking for something on the elevated highway of the agency, and I hit the beams." ”

"Oh" Yehuang nodded, "Then you should be careful in the future." Saying that, she hurriedly lowered her head and went to hook her shoes under the bed, but Mo Ji suddenly stuck it up, and even put her lips on her ears.