Zhan Xiaofeng walked around to the main entrance of this teahouse. The young man at the door was wiping the newly put out of the sign, and when he saw him coming, he immediately threw away the work in his hand, and stepped forward diligently: "General Zhan came late today, and the tea soup is afraid that it is cold." I'm afraid that I will miss the general's business by re-boiling at this hour, so I will go to Liu Ji to buy you a pot of ready-made hot tea, do you think it is feasible? ”

Zhan Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry today, you can cook it slowly." ”

The courtesy on the young man's face was heavier, leading Zhan Xiaofeng up to the private room on the second floor. In just a few moments, a plate of dried and fresh fruits and a plate of cloud cakes were served.

The private rooms of this teahouse are relatively spacious, and when the doors are closed, they are extraordinarily quiet. Zhan Xiaofeng looked at the wall painted with the picture of frost chrysanthemum on one side, and then turned his head and closed his eyes to recuperate.

After a long period of time, the young man took a pot of hot tea and said outside the door, "General Zhan, your tea is ready." ”

Zhan Xiaofeng opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment before saying, "Just bring it in." ”

The young man came in and quickly set up the tea and marinade with his hands and feet, and only said, "Please use it slowly." Then he walked lightly out of the private room.

As the door closed, the wall painted with the picture of the frost chrysanthemum saw the hedge silently sank into the floor. This private room is connected to the next room.

Zhan Xiaofeng lifted the teapot to pour the tea without squinting, and said in his mouth: "It's too reckless and crazy to act like this." ”

"Crazy?" Someone on the other side chuckled, "Then why did you do that?" ”

Zhan Xiaofeng didn't say a word, just drank tea silently.

The private room on that side is about the same as the furnishings on this side, and there are two people sitting and standing at the moment. The seated man was uncloaking himself. The one standing was mediocre, but his skin was extraordinarily fair. He frowned, poured a cup of tea for the man who was seated, then took the man's cloak and bowed his head to the corner.

The man sitting picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and said, "Why don't you come and sit?" ”

Zhan Xiaofeng first looked at the white-faced man standing with his head hanging in the corner, and then put his eyes on the person who was sitting, and said, "It's that poison that is useless to her, and she's not a maid." ”

The man's hand tapped on the teacup, and after a moment he spoke, "Everyone is not suspicious, but you say no." Sure enough, you know her best, so you know what others don't know about her. ”

Zhan Xiaofeng said: "I still can't tell the difference between the dead and the living. ”

The man said, "In that case, why are you reckless this time? ”

Zhan Xiaofeng was silent, and then he didn't answer his question, but said: "The current situation is dormant. You're moving too much. ”

The man chuckled again, and after drinking half a cup of tea slowly, he spoke again: "The action that others can't see, no matter how big it is, doesn't exist." Besides, now that there are many variables, and there is a person who should have died but is more and more able to jump, I am afraid that the road to victory in stability will not be able to go. After so many years, I'm tired of leaving. ”

Putting down the teacup in his hand, he turned to say again: "I believe you in Ming Wanwan's matter." It was a person who returned to Beijing alive and well, and passed the bull's nose pass of Yuxu safely, and I also believe you. You should know what I am doing today, and what I am up to. ”

Zhan Xiaofeng didn't say a word, picked up the teacup in front of him and drank half of the tea soup inside, and lifted the teapot to fill it again.

On an old tree outside the teahouse, the cold wind blew off the last few leaves on the tip.

At this moment, Wan Wan was sitting at home, looking at the two people in front of her with sadness.

Both of them were very beautiful. A Shen waist Pan sideburns, out of the dust, as if a fairy is in the dust. A style is unparalleled, even if it uses all the beautiful words in the world, it is not enough to describe his chances. One is her only blood relative in this world, and the other is a wishful lover who promises her heart.

In the current situation, shouldn't these two express their care and distress to her, who has not shown up for a few days, and a series of shouts and warmth!

Why was all the delicious food on the table moved by her uncle to her husband's face, and the words were full of care and distress?

Why does her husband keep shouting at her uncle?

Wan Wan silently picked up a cookcake and nibbled on it, her face was bleak and lonely.

Feng Qingcheng saw that she only nibbled on cooking cakes and didn't eat vegetables, so he moved two plates of vegetables to her and said, "I've been boiling for a few days in a row, eat more vegetables." ”

Wan Wan looked at the plates of meat in front of him, looked at the two plates of vegetables, took a bite of the cooking cake and said, "I want to eat meat!" I want to eat fish! ”

Second Master Ming said: "The fish has phlegm and meat to make a fire, so let's eat more vegetables." As he spoke, he removed the plate of fried pork with lotus root in front of her, and replaced it with a plate of dried bitter gourd.

Wan Wan ......

After the second master Ming finished moving the dishes, he looked at her directly. Seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks, he asked, "Sister Fu, why don't you eat it?" But it's not to your liking. ”

Wan Wan saw that he put the chopsticks, for fear that he would get up and cook in person to get her a plate of green vegetables to eat, so she had to pick up the stuffy bitter gourd under the attention of the two.

In the few days when she was bored in Tianmen to serve the imperial court, Feng Qingcheng told the house that she missed her uncle, so she moved in "with her" for a few days. She brought her orioles, silver finches, and spatula.

Wan Wan looked at Feng Qingcheng, and couldn't understand how he coaxed her uncle to love him so much in the past few days.

Feng Qingcheng saw her looking at herself, so she took two small pieces of fried bacon and put them on the cooking cake in her hand.

Wan Wan ......

Did he think she wanted to eat meat when she looked at him? If she wants to eat meat, won't she be coerced?

Wan Wan took a bite and bit the two pieces of bacon into her mouth. Then she picked up her chopsticks and headed towards the plate of sweet and sour carp in the center of the table.

At this moment, Wan Wan didn't expect that after a breath, she would use chopsticks to greet her uncle at the dinner table.

The chopsticks in the hands of the second master of Ming moved with her movements, which could be slow and smooth, smooth and chic, and blocked all her ways impermeable. You can still talk about it easily.

"Martial arts have grown a lot. My sister has finally opened her mind. ”

"I just don't know when this carnal and sweet problem will change. Your aunt said that the little lady's family should not eat too much oily, fatty, sweet and greasy things. Your body is not suitable for eating too sweet and greasy. ”

"This trick becomes too urgent, and it will reveal flaws."

"I've been like this since I was a child, and I don't take my uncle's words seriously. Meat-loving, sweet-loving, and alcoholic-addicted. When you get older, you'll know that what your uncle said is right. ”

"This trick is good, but it doesn't make a move to break directly."

"Sister Fu, your face is already angry, or eat some vegetables. I'll make some soup for you in the evening. ”

......

Wan Wan is neither a drinker, nor is she so sweet and meaty. She was just tired for a few days and wanted to eat some meat to replenish it. But she couldn't argue.

She enjoyed the benefits of the former lord, and she also had to carry the pot of the former lord.

After several knocks on the back of her hand and wrist, she withdrew her chopsticks. Seeing that he couldn't eat comfortably by himself, he set his eyes on Fengqing City.

Feng Qingcheng smiled slightly and said, "What Uncle said is reasonable. ”