She smiled and replied, "With Sister Yun." ”

He didn't think about it, "No. ”

"Why?" She frowned.

He glanced at her faintly, "My husband is jealous." ”

She: "......"

Han Yunqi and Feng Lingye are intimate, and there is no language gap, not only Duan Junmo is jealous, but even Baili Huaqing is also jealous.

That night.

Duan Junmo wrapped Feng Lingye very tightly, and there was a cloak on the outside, so he let her go out with satisfaction.

Han Yunqi waited at the door of the inn, and there was no surprise when she saw her dressed like this.

"Maybe it's cold in the body, maybe you can get better faster by taking a dip in the hot springs." Han Yunqi said.

Feng Lingye nodded, in fact, she just wanted to go out for a walk, and she was locked in the house all day long, and she would be sick if she wasn't sick.

Feng Qinglan was also ready, Feng Ling came out on the front foot of the night, and she came out of the guest room on the back foot.

The three of them took the prepared dresses and held oil-paper umbrellas, and walked out of the inn with a smile.

Behind the inn, there is a winding path, not as good as a flat river in Kyoto, where there are many green hills, the mountains are not high, the mountains are stacked, as far as the eye can see, the smoke and rain are misty, and the distant mountains are like daisies.

Now that the sky has gradually darkened, the three of them plan to finish soaking in the hot springs before returning to the inn for dinner.

In order to facilitate the guests to go, Xu is the inn has specially paved cobblestones on the path, with the grove next to the path, which looks fresh and elegant.

After walking for about an hour of incense, the three of them soon saw a bamboo house, the bamboo house had windows, and the windows were covered with gauze curtains, which would be lowered when there were people, and they were held on all sides.

While soaking in the hot springs, you can enjoy the green mountains and green waters, which is very pleasant.

The guards who followed consciously retreated to all sides, guarding the bamboo hut and not letting the crowd approach.

Feng Qinglan and Han Yunqi put down the curtain, and everyone couldn't wait to take off their coats, put on the prepared small belly pockets and small shorts, and lay in comfortably.

The hot spring is not big, just enough for four or five people to sit in it.

The pond is a natural hot spring, surrounded by an inn, with a dirt road paved with white marble and hangers for hanging clothes on both sides.

There are also oil lamps hanging in the four corners of the bamboo house, which are prepared for guests at night.

Before entering the water, Feng Lingye lit the lamp.

Under the warm oil lamp, everything seemed so hazy.

Inside the bamboo house, the smoke is filled, like a fairyland.

Outside the bamboo house, the smoke and rain are cloudy, and the drizzle is like silk.

Feng Lingye leaned against the pool wall, and Han Yunqi learned her technique to massage her, "Sister Yun, your skills are getting better and better." ”

"It's all taught well by the master." Han Yunqi hooked her lips, and when she saw the faint scars on her body, her eyes sank slightly, "You haven't had a good time all these years, right?" ”

She didn't care, "It's all the days of licking blood from the knife, the wind comes and goes in the rain, and there is no setback, how can I get this rainbow after the storm." ”

"You can memorize the lyrics." Han Yunqi quipped.

She turned over and glanced at Han Yunqi, who was also slightly injured, "It seems that we are each other." ”

Feng Qinglan glanced at her body with fine skin and tender flesh without wounds, she used to be quite envious that they both had a husband who spoiled them to heaven, but now she instantly felt that she was too happy, and it was a great luck to be able to enter Zhongli Yan Xue's mansion.

God is fair, no one can reap the rewards for no reason.

After enjoying Feng Lingye at night, he massaged Han Yunqi again.

The two women were so close that Feng Qinglan felt ambiguous, so she smiled and said, "You guys are still together." ”

The two women looked at her at the same time, "Isn't this already together?" ”

"When I didn't say it." Molest people, but she is molested, she is really not the opponent of these two women.

Han Yunqi leaned against the pool wall, her eyes drifted to Feng Lingye and Feng Qinglan, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly, "When will you take me to Mingguo and Dali together?" ”

In the past few months, Rong Guo has also been almost turned by three women.

Now he has set his sights on Dali and Mingguo.

"No problem." Feng Lingye couldn't cry or laugh, it seemed that the daughter-in-law of the Baili family was completely abducted by her.

After leaving the hot springs and putting on the clothes he had brought with him, for fear of being scolded, Feng Lingye honestly put on his cloak, and then followed them back to the inn.

At this point, the meal was almost ready.

The three men sat at the table in the hall and waited, and when they returned, they asked the attendant to take down the change of clothes, and then sat down together for dinner.

At the dinner table, except for Zhongli Yan Xue, the men didn't talk much, most of them were women talking and laughing, and they were talking about nothing more than the matching of jewelry and clothes.

After eating, they went back to their houses.

Feng Ling saw that the rain had stopped, and said that he wanted to go out for a walk, but Duan Junmo didn't stop her, and seeing that her face was not bad, he added a cloak with a hood to her, and then went out of the inn together.

It's not bustling here, plus it's raining again, so it's wet everywhere.

But the candle flame in the house shines through the window and into the puddle, which makes people feel very meaningful.

It was the first time I walked in such a strange street after the rain.

"Junmo, are you fulfilling to live such a dull life with me?" Her voice was muffled, and she seemed to be dyed with a hint of sorrow by this bleak autumn.

His big hand gently held her small hand in it, "Physical fulfillment does not mean spiritual enrichment. Although the days are dull, they are very satisfying and happy. ”

Such a day was something he had never imagined before.

It was she who took him to another level.

The corners of her lips twitched, and her head crept against his arm, "Thank you for spending the rest of your life with me." ”

"It should be that I thank you for taking me out of the quagmire." He turned his head and rubbed his cheek against hers.

She smiled sweetly, walking in this cool rainy night, and felt warm in her heart.

After the wind chill of Fengling night was healed, everyone went to several famous scenic spots, and then slowly returned to Kyoto.

When I arrived in Kyoto, it was already early winter.

Baili Huaqing began to be busy dealing with the twists and turns that had fallen in the past few months, Han Yunqi was unexpectedly pregnant again, because she was not young, this was already the seventh child, plus she was pregnant one after another, and her body needed to be well maintained, so she couldn't go out for a while.

Without Han Yunqi, Feng Lingye didn't want to go out again, and in the next year or two, he didn't go out of Beijing much, and in addition to taking care of the store with Duan Junmo, he concentrated on teaching.

Feng Ling didn't leave at night, and Zhongli Yan Xue had no plans to leave.

Shao'er came to several holy decrees, but they didn't invite this big Buddha back.

Only Feng Qinglan misses her son, and she always finds time to go back to Daming several times a year to see and stay for a while.

Such a day, although it is dull and monotonous, but as Duan Junmo said, the busyness in the court is only numb busyness, and it does not make people feel full of energy.

Day by day, they begin to grow older, and the children grow up day by day.

Nine years later.

After the first snow fell in Kyoto, the sky and the earth were covered with snow, and the whole world was pure and white.

Under a pine tree covered with snow, stood two young and beautiful people.

The young man was wearing a purple cotton robe, with a long body, cold and handsome eyebrows, a well-defined face, and thin lips slightly pursed.

The girl was wearing a pink cotton skirt, a white cloak on the outside, she looked pink, her eyes were smart, and her cheeks were a touch of crimson, I don't know if she was shy, or she was frozen by the ice and snow, and her little fingers were wrapped in her sleeves, and she seemed to be a little nervous.

This year, Bing Yao is sixteen years old.

Such an atmosphere is ambiguous and nervous, Bing Yao waited for a long time, and finally raised her eyes timidly, and quickly glanced at the young man standing in front of her, "Brother Jing...... Is there anything wrong with you? ”

"Yao'er, don't call me Brother Jing in the future." Duan Jingyan lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Her heart chuckled, and her eyes were about to turn red, "Why, why?" ”

Does Brother Jing not like her?

Duan Jingyan met her reddish eyes, as if stretching out his hand to appease her, but he was afraid of being abrupt, so he had to continue: "How about you call me Jingyan in the future?" ”

Jing Yan?

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and her water-made eyes were smart and rippling.

With such a look, Duan Jingyan's eyes were slightly deep, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Actually, I am five years older than you." "Not old.

The little girl didn't seem to understand what he meant, so she nodded obediently, "Jing...... Jing Yan is very young. ”

Duan Jingyan was amused by her words, suppressed his smile, took a step closer to her, and then gently dropped a kiss on her full and smooth forehead like a dragonfly.

Then, leaning down, he whispered in her reddish ear: "When I grow up, I'll marry you, okay?" ”

Bing Yao's eyes widened suddenly, raised her red face, looked at him in surprise, opened her cherry red lips, and her heart beat like thunder.

Duan Jingyan looked at her, her thin lips hooked slightly, "You don't have to reply to me immediately, I can wait for you." ”

After saying that, he rubbed her sideburns, missed her, and wanted to leave.

With a calm and indifferent expression, in fact, the palms of his hands were already nervous into a cold sweat.

Bing Yao realized that he was leaving, and turned around anxiously, originally wanting to say "good", but she didn't expect her brain to be hot, and blurted out: "I like you!" ”

Duan Jingyan paused, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he turned around in surprise, walked over quickly, and was so excited that he hugged the girl into his arms, "Yao'er." ”

Under the snow-white pine tree, the two of them were red-faced, shy and sweet.

Not far away, inside a courtyard wall, Han Yunqi and Feng Lingye squatted, squeezed into a gap, carefully and gossiping at the scene outside.

Baili Huaqing and Duan Junmo stood behind them silently, looking at the posture of the two women, and frowned dissatisfiedly.

The owner who lived in this house was dealt with by the guards as an important matter for the emperor, and he needed to borrow the courtyard wall, so he was invited to the side.

"This kid usually looks quite stuffy, but I didn't expect that at the critical moment, he was quite decisive." Feng Lingye said with a smile.

Han Yunqi continued: "In the end, it's a girl, the stinky girl is too bad in private, and when she comes to her beloved, she will soften into plasticine." ”

"Girls have to be cute like this, Bingyao is better than stinky boys." Feng Lingye boasted.

Han Yunqi shook her head, "I like Jing Yan's performance more, but I didn't expect that when I grew up, I not only inherited your beauty, but also had such a good personality." ”

After looking at it for a long time, Feng Lingye looked at Duan Junmo kindly, "Xianggong, do you want to come and take a look?" ”

Duan Junmo frowned, "If Jing Yan knows, what will you do?" ”

"That's why he dragged his father as an accomplice." She took it for granted.

Duan Junmo was speechless for an instant.

When Han Yunqi heard this, he also felt that it made sense, so he also followed suit, and pulled Baili Huaqing to follow Duan Junmo over together.

The two big men were forced to squat in the corner.

Under the snow-white pine tree, the two children confessed their hearts, suppressed the little joy in their hearts, and left hand in hand.

Duan Junmo and Baili Huaqing were finally relieved, and said in unison: "I've finished reading." ”

Han Yunqi and Feng Lingye were stunned, "So fast? ”

Then I couldn't wait to come over, and sure enough, I only saw the sweet backs of the two, and suddenly felt sorry, "I missed the wonderful ending, and I don't know if I kissed it." ”

The second man rubbed his temples and said in unison again: "Not so fast." ”

And they wanted them to go into the cave at once.

Duan Jingyan and Baili Bingyao's relationship is on the right track, Han Yunqi and Feng Lingye have lost a lot of fun, Bingyao is okay, occasionally revealing a sentence or two of progress, but Duan Jingyan's mouth is closed tighter than anyone else, and he can't inquire about the slightest reliable information.

After that, another month passed.

Unexpectedly, Rong Guo came to another distinguished guest, but the person who came was very low-key, and did not convey the information to Baili Huaqing, so he secretly arrived in Rong Guo.

When Baili Huaqing and Han Yunqi knew about this, they did not take the courtiers to greet him with great fanfare, but invited him privately.

He politely refused.

Huainan Temple.

Duan Yixuan has become the host of the temple, his face is calm and indifferent, sitting cross-legged on the futon, preaching Buddhism to the children of the Buddhist family.

The whole hall was very quiet, solemn and sacred under the compassionate gaze of the Buddha.

Not long after, a little monk quietly walked up to him, for fear of disturbing him, and lowered his voice slightly, with full reverence, "Master Miaojing, there is a secular disciple looking for you outside the hall. ”

Duan Yixuan slowly opened his eyes, bowed slightly towards everyone, and then got up and walked out of the hall.

I saw that outside the gate, the man was slender and straight, standing with his hands in his hands, with his back to him, under a snow-covered tree, his temperament was outstanding and noble, and his back was calm and elegant.

As if sensing something, he slowly turned around, and looked at Duan Yixuan, who was dressed in a robe, and smiled faintly, it was even more beautiful than thousands of scenery.

The two fathers and sons looked at each other face to face, as if after thousands of years, they still couldn't fade away from the family affection that blood was thicker than water.

Duan Yixuan sighed softly in his heart, and walked to his side, "You ......"

"I've come to see you, Father." His eyes were smiling, pure and clean, without a hint of resentment.

It was just such a sentence that instantly brought Master Miaojing, who was admired by thousands of people and sat on the clouds, back to the world.

After a while.

The two sat in a weather-beaten bamboo pavilion.

A small table, two cups of tea, simple and simple.

"Your queen mother, too?" Duan Yixuan asked.

knew that he was asking Jia Ru.

Duan Nian bowed, "The queen mother went to find her." ”

When Jia Ru and Feng Ling were in the deep palace at night, they had always been good, but now that they finally had the opportunity to meet, they naturally went to find her as soon as possible.

"When did your queen tell you that I was here?" He asked again.

The corners of Duan Nian's lips hooked slightly, "Last year." ”

Hearing the news that his father was still alive, he immediately finished handling the government affairs in the court in advance, and rushed over under the pretext of going out on patrol in micro-service.

"Ministers, how are they?" He asked.

Duan Nian replied one by one: "They are all still alive, but their health is not as good as before, and Erchen has begun to cultivate newcomers." ”

He bowed slightly, as if he had nothing more to ask.

Duan Nian looked at him with a hint of expectation, "Father, don't you have anything to ask your son?" ”

"You ......" he raised his eyes and hesitated for a while, "Do you blame your father?" ”

Hearing this, Duan Nian smiled with satisfaction, and then shook his head.

It turned out that his father still cared about him.

Meanwhile.

Jia Ru's carriage also arrived at Feng Lingye's mansion, waiting in the carriage for the next person to report.

Feng Ling was afraid of the cold at night, and was still lazy in the soft couch right now, listening to the communication of his subordinates, he was still a little confused, "An old friend surnamed Jia?" ”

The servant nodded, "That's what the lady said. ”

She asked, "And what else did she say?" ”

The subordinate thought for a moment, "Listening to that accent, it seems to be from Dali." ”

Feng Lingye's mind lit up, and she got up, "Invite her in immediately." ”

In the end, I felt that it was inappropriate, so I walked out of the soft couch directly.

Duan Junmo saw it, and hurriedly took off his cloak and chased after him, only to catch up halfway and drape it on her body.

The two appeared in front of the gate together, and it happened that Jia Ru also stepped out of the car.

Seeing the two of them who were also old, Jia Ru's eyes turned red, and she threw herself into Feng Lingye's arms, crying excitedly, "Sister Ling'er." ”

Feng Lingye also had tears in the corners of her eyes, and happily stroked her back, "The door is cold, let's enter the house quickly." ”

"Hmm." Jia Ru nodded heavily.

After entering the house, Jia Ru wiped away her tears in embarrassment, "I'm happy to see you, don't laugh at me." ”

"Don't laugh at me." Feng Lingye said with a smile.

The maid served the hot tea and withdrew.

Duan Junmo left the space for the two of them and left the room temporarily.

"All these years, is the struggle still fierce in the palace?" Feng Lingye asked with concern.

Jia Ru smiled, as if she looked down on everything, "It's still the same, the new show girls who have entered the palace, one is more powerful than the other." But Quan Yirou and I are both older generations, and we can't count on our heads. ”

"That's good." She bowed slightly.

Jia Ru touched her face enviously, "How do you maintain your face, you are in your forties, and you don't even have a wrinkle." ”

"There are still fine lines." Feng Lingye said with a smile, "When I was idle and bored when I was young, I would often wear a mask. ”

Jia Ru sighed, "Sure enough, as you once said, there are no ugly women in the world, only lazy women." ”

She remembered something, "By the way, I heard that you gave birth to a son named Jing Yan, where is he now?" ”

"I went with my little girlfriend." Feng Lingye looked like an abandoned old mother.

Jia Ru smiled, "The precious princess of Emperor Rong? ”

"You know all this?" Feng Lingye was surprised.

Jia Ru nodded, "Being in the royal family, it's most convenient to inquire about it." ”

Feng Lingye was clear.

The two chatted for a long time, and finally had lunch together in the courtyard.

Then, Feng Lingye never expected that Duan Nian would actually come to see her.

The former milk doll is no longer just a teenager, but a man in his youth, who is better than blue, and his face is even more beautiful than his father.

Thanks to Jia Ru's protection over the years, Duan Nian has not been affected too much, and he has grown up healthily so far, and when he saw his father Duan Yixuan, he did not have any resentment, even when he saw Feng Lingye, he still maintained his politeness and calmness, without the slightest gap.

Feng Lingye looked at him, just like looking at a beautiful painting, how pleasing to the eye.

Duan Junmo had a jealous feeling on the side, so he asked, "Nian'er, do you have a sweetheart?" ”

Hearing this, Duan Nian nodded.

"Oh?" Feng Lingye was surprised, "Is it your queen?" ”

Duan Nian shook his head, "It's a girl I met on the way." ”

Feng Ling realized that it was another twist and turn in love, so he turned to Jia Ru, "You have to help the foil." ”

Jia Ru smiled and nodded, "It will definitely be." ”

Duan Nian grew up, and he also inherited the taciturn of the Duan family, and after chatting for a few words, Feng Lingye took them down to rest.

At night, Baili Huaqing and Han Yunqi left the palace and met Duan Nian together in Feng Lingye's mansion, which can be regarded as a state of etiquette.

After that, Duan Nian did not rush back to Beijing, but chose to temporarily live in Huainan Temple and listen to the scriptures with his father for a few days.

It was not until the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve that Duan Yixuan was invited by Feng Lingye to follow the habit of every year, and it was difficult to go out of Huainan Temple once and celebrate the New Year with them.

There are many eyes and ears in the court, and in order not to disturb the reunion of their father and son, Baili Huaqing did not specially invite them to the palace to attend the New Year's banquet.

Instead, he asked Feng Ling to hold a night banquet in his mansion at night, and after attending the New Year's banquet in the palace at noon, he arrived at Duan's mansion in the evening.

This year's Duanfu is particularly lively.

Not only do they have old acquaintances every year, Zhongli's family and Baili's family, but this year's Duan Yixuan family has more.

In this way, the four families finally came together.

Adults and children, although there are not as many people as the New Year's banquet in the palace, it is very lively and harmonious.

Feng Lingye set the position very cleverly, and everyone sat in a circle around the center.

The people present were all high-ranking people, and no one cared who was higher and who was lower.

So many people sat around to eat hot pot, because there were many people, so seven or eight pots were put in succession, all of which were mandarin duck pots, and all kinds of washed dishes were put on the plates.

It's snowing outside, but it's warm inside.

"It's really warm to eat hot pot during the New Year." Zhongli Yan Xue took a bite of vermicelli and began to learn to eat spicy food.

Feng Qinglan was speechless, and hurriedly handed him a glass of freshly squeezed juice, "Don't you want skin care, let's eat less spicy." ”

Han Yunqi also likes spicy food, and silently glanced at Baili Huaqing, "They all say that they love the house and Wu, why don't you eat spicy?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Baili Huaqing silently took a piece of mutton from the red soup pot with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Han Yunqi's heart was sweet, and his heart softened, and he scalded the fish in the clear soup again, "You still eat the clear soup." ”

Baili Huaqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Jia Ru looked at Duan Nian and used chopsticks to add him a little of his favorite dishes, his eyes were full of motherly love.

Duan Yixuan saw it, and silently added something to Duan Nian that Jia Ru had added.

Duan Nian's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and he quietly lowered his eyes, and the seven-foot man turned red.

In the corner, Leng Kite glanced at the red soup pot opposite Gong Jiyue, "Xiao Yueyue, I want to eat duck blood." ”

Gong Jiyue gave him a blank look, but still scalded him with a few pieces of duck blood.

On the other side, Duan Jingyan and Bing Yao sat together.

Looking at the bowls that had been piled up into a hill, Bing Yao looked at him, blushed, and said weakly, "Jing Yan, I'm enough." ”

Duan Jingyan smiled at the corner of his mouth, like teasing a child, "Eat more, so you can grow up quickly." ”

Feng Lingye sat beside Duan Junmo, looking at a room full of friends and children, and his heart was as sweet as eating honey.

"Xianggong." She called softly.

"Huh?" He looked down at her.

"I'm so happy." She raised her eyes to meet his.

"Me too, lady." The corners of his lips twitched.

Suddenly.

Countless fireworks rose in the night sky, stopped in mid-air, and suddenly bloomed like an epiphany, bright and gorgeous.

They stood in the courtyard and watched the beautiful fireworks, and everyone's faces were warmly illuminated.

Such a reunion is a real reunion.