Sister Yushu can not only compose music and poems, but also paint? Song Hui's eyes were full of surprise.

Not only can you draw, but you can also draw. Xie Wan straightened his back and said, "Your head is also her pattern." ”

Song Hui lowered her eyes. She liked it very much when she saw that face, and she also knew that it was the pattern of Yushu. But every time she wanted to wear it, Tang Yan put on a face for her. After doing this a few times, Song Hui knew that Tang Yan didn't like Yushu. So she put her head away, and when Tang Yan was not there, she took it out to enjoy it.

It's been almost a month since Song Hui entered the door, and she hasn't seen her wear it once. Xie Juan was also a little upset in his heart, and said lightly: "If you don't like it, just put it there." Let Yan'er send you two sets of hearty ones. ”

"My daughter-in-law likes it tightly, lest she accidentally bump into it and disappoint Yushu's sister."

Xie Juan knew that it was a pretext, and there was no need to poke it, so he asked casually, "Where did Yan'er go?" It can't be messing with the prince again, right? ”

Song Hui bit her lower lip lightly and replied truthfully: "After my husband greeted my mother early in the morning, I went to Ciyun Nunnery." ”

Xie Juan couldn't help but get angry when he heard this, "What did he do when he went to see An Yi?" ”

"The husband said that Aunt Tie died, and Sister Yuwa was worried, so he went to unravel Sister Yuwa."

Xie Wan's face sank like water, and he reprimanded in a low voice: "Nonsense! An Yi is meditating in the nunnery, how can he be disturbed? ”

Since Anyi went to Ciyun Nunnery, Tang Yan made excuses to see Anyi three times and twice. Xie Juan said that he was twice, Tang Yanyang disobeyed the yin, and said that he couldn't go, and he turned his face and changed his hexagram. I really don't know what kind of medicine An Yi gave him, and he was dizzy. Xie Juan hated An Yi and hated Tang Yan even more.

"Mother is not angry. The husband and Yuwa's sister grew up together since childhood, and it is inevitable that they will have a deeper relationship. Song Hui said, scooping out a pear with a silver spoon and handing it to Xie Juan, "Mother tastes the pear." ”

Xie Juan couldn't bear to brush Song Hui's kindness, took it and took a bite gently, it was sweet and crisp, cold to the heart, and full of anger was reduced a lot.

The relationship between Ciyun Nunnery and Qin Wangfu can be traced back to Tang Rui's grandparents' generation. The owner of Ciyun Nunnery, whose common surname is Jin, and Tang Rui's grandmother Du are close friends. The two of them were out of the cabinet at about the same time. After three or five years, for some reason, the Jin family was abandoned by her husband. The Kim family returned home faceless to face his parents, and simply twisted his hair to be his sister-in-law.

Du Shi cared about the love of the sun, and often went to Ciyun Nunnery to live in incense and add sesame oil money.

After the old nunnery owner passed away, the Kim family became the nunnery master. Contacts with the Qin Palaces were more frequent. In Tang Rui's generation, he still continued the previous practice, and every Buddha's birthday or New Year's Day, he would send someone to send some sesame oil money over.

Therefore, An Yi's days in Ciyun Nunnery were not sad, and the owner of the nunnery specially opened an elegant courtyard for her and Dongxiu to live in. Three meals a day are provided. Except for Tang Yan who occasionally came to talk to her to relieve her boredom, the owner of the nunnery and other nuns rarely showed up.

In the afternoon, the sun hung high, and Dongxiu sat on the stone steps in front of the courtyard gate with her knees crossed, silently praying anxiously not to come. If the ugly thing An Yi is doing is broken, the reputation of the Qin Wangfu will really be ruined.

Compared with the panicked winter show, An Yi can be said to have no scruples. She didn't know an inch, and the white lotus arm wrapped around the young man who was covering her.

"Good brother, what are you in a hurry? Can I still run? An Yi panted and coquettish.

"What about the errand my father gave me yet? Turn around and take a look at you, you're good, I'm hooking you to the meditation bed. The earlobes of the young man's ears swayed rhythmically back and forth with the movements.

An Yimei's eyes were like silk, and his arms were wrapped tighter, "What is a good errand?" Tell me about it. ”

The young man's body suddenly froze, stared at An Yi's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Tell you?" Who are you? Between the words, quite disdainful.

"The little woman has long hair and short knowledge, and she said the wrong thing for a while, don't be annoyed, brother prince!" An Yi was humiliated by Hua Xiangxuan, and he didn't show any anger, but deliberately flattered and winked, making a well-behaved appearance.

Hua Xiangxuan smiled, "Sure enough, it's an informed and interesting person!" He lowered his head and bit An Yi's white shoulder, and the two became entangled again.

Dongxiu, who was looking at the wind outside the door, was afraid of something.

The house was being turned upside down, and Tang Yan strode towards her.

Dongxiu was shocked, stood up and wanted to greet Tang Yan, thinking that it was wrong, he should have predicted the people inside. She hurriedly turned around and went in, shouting as she walked: "The prince is here, the prince is here!" She was afraid that Tang Yan would hear it, and her voice was low, as if she was a thief.

Hua Xiangxuan is like a cat who has succeeded in stealing, lying on her back on the meditation bed with a full face. Hearing that Tang Yan was coming, he complained unhappily: "It's really disappointing!" ”

An Yi, who was nestled in the crook of Hua Xiangxuan's arm, was frightened, jumped out of bed barefoot, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on his body.

Hua Xiangxuan turned sideways, supported her head with one arm, put on a look of watching a good show, and said with a smile: "That's mine, yours is there." Nunu's mouth pointed to the crumpled skirt on the ground.

An Yi's cheeks were hot, and he hurriedly went to rummage through the cage.

Dong Xiu was under the window, and he was about to cry in a hurry, "County Lord, the prince is here, what should I do?" ”

Hua Xiangxuan frowned and reprimanded: "Noise! You're not going to stop him and let him in? Do men and women understand the big defense?! Do you understand how to sit at the age of seven?! ”

Men's and women's defense? Seven-year-olds don't sit at the same time? Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have a face? Dongxiu rolled her eyes and was silent.

An Yi, who had just taken out his clothes, ran back to the bed in three steps and two steps, and covered Hua Xiangxuan's mouth, "Good brother, be quiet, if he hears it, it would be terrible!" Hua Xiangxuan took a sip of An Yirou's wattle, "What are you afraid of him doing?" As he spoke, he forcefully brought An Yi into his arms, put his lips close to An Yi's ear, and whispered: "Who let him always tell me how beautiful you are." Before I saw you, I got lovesick. ”

Hua Xiangxuan and An Yi met twice in their early years. But An Yi was still young at that time, and Hua Xiangxuan was not very impressed with her. When Tang Yan and Hua Xiangxuan were eating and drinking, they couldn't help but boast that An Yi was as beautiful as a flower and showed off his wisdom. The speaker has no intention and the listener has a heart. Unknowingly, Hua Xiangxuan had a strong curiosity about An Yi. But there are so many beauties in his house that he is overwhelmed, and An Yi is the unmarried princess of King Xiang of Southern Qi. Hua Xiangxuan's thoughts slowly faded. Until King Xiang went to prison, An Yi became a broom star in people's mouths, and Kefu was sent to Ciyun Nunnery by King Qin for cultivation. Hua Xiangxuan found Fang to find the nunnery, and it didn't take much effort to make a pair of dewy mandarin ducks with An Yi.

An Yi's face was flushed with shame, the pink fist hammered on Hua Xiangxuan's chest, and when the two of them were grinding their ears and temples, Tang Yan blamed Dongxiu outside: "You don't serve Yuwa inside, run here to be lazy?" ”

Dongxiu glanced into the room. The people inside are good, why use her to serve?

"I, that ......" Dongxiu lowered his voice and began to make up lies, "Lord Shizi, the county lord is taking a nap. ”

Siesta? Then you can't talk to her?

Tang Yan sighed in disappointment, "It's unfortunate that I came." ”

If you are making up lies, you have to pretend to be like a little bit, Dongxiu nodded, "Yes." The county lord didn't sleep well last night. I'm afraid I won't wake up until late in the evening. ”

The corners of An Yi's lips curled slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. Xin Dao can always fool Tang Yan over now.