Wan Wan couldn't help but nibble on her fingers twice.

She just thought that these people in the four gates treated her with no affection, why did she feel like she was slapping herself in the face after only a while. What Tailing said was really reasonable, the situation in front of him was uncontrollable and sudden, not something that everyone expected early on.

Intricate interests, hatred, or ambitions, which are more important than feelings? What she had done before wasn't unreasonable.

The more she pondered, the more complicated she felt.

Maybe it's going to rain, and the air is a little sticky. The wind blew into the house in gusts, not refreshing at all, but making people more and more irritable.

In all kinds of confusion and depression, Wan Wan took a sip of the tea on the table and gave up thinking.

Without that brain, why waste your efforts. And why would she act with skills that she is not good at!

No matter what others do, she just deserves it. As for the Four Gates, she doesn't plan to give it to anyone now. Rat-throwing needs a taboo, as long as the four orders are still in her hands, she can be safe.

Thinking of this, Wan Wan couldn't help but sigh. I'm afraid that she can't count the bad things she has done for a few days and nights, but now she asks for a worthy heart, and the magic obstacle can't be done.

Tang Tailing brought a pot of hot tea, poured half of the tea soup in the Wanwan tea cup, and poured a new cup of hot tea.

Wan Wan took it over and sipped it slowly, the fragrance of the tea soup ironed inch by inch against the slight cold discomfort caused by the herbal tea. After half a cup of tea, she sweated slightly, and Wan Wan felt a lot more relaxed.

My body is happy, and my heart is more transparent. She is not afraid of loss, she is afraid of loss of affection and righteousness.

Wan Wan drank the remaining half of the tea, and was about to speak when she heard Zhao Zixuan's voice from far away.

Tan Tailing also heard it, and she immediately started to clean up the things on the table, and replaced them with a roll of construction drawings and put them away. Her movements are light and fast. After she packed everything up, it took a while for Zhao Zixuan to walk to the door.

He brought more people with him this time, but he still left his entourage outside the courtyard, and walked in alone.

After seeing the ceremony, Yutai Ling retreated, and only Wan Wan and Zhao Zixuan were left in the room.

Wan Wan gave him a cup of tea and asked, "What's the matter with the official family?" ”

Zhao Zixuan took the tea and put it on the table, and said, "Sister Ming, why hasn't there been anyone in the past few days?" He took a cloth bag from his sleeve and handed it to Wan Wan, and said, "Go to Lord Liu today, I just happened to send it to Sister Ming when I passed by here." ”

Wan Wan took the cloth bag, and first wondered: "What is worthy of being sent by the official family in person." ”

"Coincidentally." Zhao Zixuan pointed to the cloth bag and said, "I sent it when I was about to go out." ”

Wan Wan opened the cloth bag and found that it was a thick book. It looks like it's been a few years, and the look is very ordinary, there are some curls in the corners, and there is no pure half a word on the cover. I can't tell what kind of book it is.

Wan Wan flipped through two pages and found that the contents were miscellaneous, such as mountain and river travelogues, pharmacological pills, miscellaneous things, and expense accounts...... There's even handy graffiti.

Wan Wan raised her head and asked with doubts in her eyes, "What is this?" ”

Zhao Zixuan said: "Mrs. Zhonglie's codex contains a prescription for treating soul loss. ”

Wan Wan was stunned for a moment before she spoke: "Lady Zhonglie once lost a back box in the Northland. After so many years, it must be very difficult to find. ”

Zhao Zixuan said: "It's really hard to find, I asked someone to find this codex for four years." ”

Wan Wan looked at the codex again and understood his intentions, "The official family wants to cure my soul loss?" ”

Zhao Zixuan smiled and said, "Sister Ming doesn't want to be treated?" ”

It's a question of whether you want to think about it or not, it's simply not an impossible question.

Wan Wan closed the codex, wrapped it again, and thanked him earnestly: "Thank you official." ”

Zhao Zixuan smiled and said: "Why do you and I have to say thank you." ”

Wan Wan suddenly wanted to pout her teeth. I felt a little guilty inexplicably. She thanked him not for the cure for the loss of soul, but for finding the Codex of the Lady of the Martyrs. She deliberately didn't understand.

The drama spirit is really not someone who wants to be it, and he can be it if he wants to. If the psychological quality is not strong, then you can't bear it.

Immediately, Wan Wan thought: Why did this stupid kid look for this four years ago?

Thinking of the will he had obtained in exchange for his military exploits back then, Wan Wan couldn't help but ask, "Are you ...... official?" You treat me as a sister, right? ”

Zhao Zixuan was stunned at first when he heard this, and then thought for a while and said, "I don't know." ”

"Huh?"

This answer was very unexpected, and Wan Wan didn't know what to say after opening her mouth several times.

Zhao Zixuan picked up the teacup and took a few sips of tea, and when he saw Wan Wan's expression, he smiled and said, "Sister Ming, did you hear something?" I've taken care of that, so I don't have to worry about it. ”

Wan Wan saw his indifferent appearance and asked curiously: "How to deal with it?" ”

Zhao Zixuan was silent and said, "Use my father's favorite method." ”

When it comes to Emperor Yansheng, Zhao Zixuan's mood will be a little complicated. Wan Wan didn't continue to ask, but she was very puzzled in her heart. What is Emperor Yansheng's favorite method?

Well, no matter what it is, it won't be scolding, marriage, or anything like that.

Wan Wan pressed the curiosity in her heart, and saw that Zhao Zixuan's teapot was empty, so she lifted the teapot again and poured it full.

Zhao Zixuan came back to his senses, looked at the teacup and then at her, and suddenly showed a bright smile again. "I never thought that Sister Ming would pour tea for people."

Wan Wan put down the teapot and said, "What's the novelty of pouring tea." ”

Zhao Zixuan said: "Sister Yu Ming is a novelty. After taking two sips of tea, he paused and said, "I don't know if I regard Sister Ming as my sister, but what I said back then that I wanted to marry Sister Ming as a princess was true." ”

Wan Wan stagnated, and couldn't figure out his path for a while, so she petrified with the same change.

Zhao Zixuan lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the tea, and continued: "Outside Xiazhou City that year, I didn't understand what Sister Ming's eyes meant. It wasn't until I returned to Bianjing later that I could always see some little ladies looking at people like that. ”

He raised his eyes to look at Wan Wan and asked seriously, "At that time, Sister Ming had a little heart for me?" ”

Wan Wan looked at him, wondering if she should tell him the truth—her eyes would light up whenever she saw a man with closed eyes.

If you think about it again, this stupid child deliberately intended the former master, and the former master was long gone. Her answer was more or less about the image of the former lord and his mood.

It was even harder, how could she answer.

After not seeing Wan Wan respond for a long time, Zhao Zixuan smiled and said, "What Sister Ming doesn't want to do, I won't do it to annoy Sister Ming." It's just that some words are not clear at the moment, and I am really uneasy in my heart. ”