Chapter 47: What is a relative?

The noon wind carried the smell of rice and permeated a remote corner of the General's Mansion.

Xiao Huang lazily leaned on the windowsill, still looking at the weeds in the distance swaying left and right in the wind.

Empress? Why did Qi Xuan ask me to be careful of the queen, and what was her purpose, a kind reminder or did she want to borrow a knife to kill someone?

If not, then what role does the queen play in this series of events?

"Miss, what kind of fruit are you talking about...... Is it really that powerful? Will it festering from the wound into the body? After swallowing the crystal shrimp dumplings in her mouth, Xiaoxiang suddenly looked up at the person by the window.

"Huh?" Realizing that someone was talking to her, Xiao Huang turned around and walked to the futon and sat down.

Thinking of a wild adventure travelogue I had read before, there was a record of the buckwheat tree, but the author didn't know the scientific name of the tree, so I borrowed the name of the explorer.

"In fact, from the point of view of the buckwheat fruit itself, it is not toxic, but it is very easy to react with the ingredients in the wound medicine, resulting in a substance that corrodes the skin and flesh, so the powder of the buckwheat fruit and the wound medicine are mixed together, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a poison that pierces the intestines."

"Chemistry?" Xiao Xiang was puzzled, but she still understood that the buckwheat fruit was non-toxic, "Then why didn't the young lady tell Concubine Qi?" ”

"Why, you seem to be paying special attention to this?"

"Huh? No, it's not, I'm just asking. Xiao Xiang hurriedly waved her hand, then lowered her head to pull the rice grains in the bowl, and a pair of clean and bright eyes flickered under the cover of the hair on her forehead.

A trace of doubt flashed in Xiao Huang's heart, but in an instant, she felt that she had thought too much about herself, "Xiaoxiang, how does this hibiscus cake taste?" ”

"It's delicious, it's sweet, and it's delicious." It was rare to see that her young lady was interested in eating, and Xiao Xiang suddenly had the strength, and she wanted to introduce the dishes on the table after careful consideration.

"Do you know how this pastry is made? What are the raw materials, what are the ingredients, and how much is used? ”

Hearing this, someone's newly mustered momentum instantly wilted.

Seeing her shake her head, Xiao Huang asked again: "Since you don't know, who does Xiao Xiang think should know?" ”

"It's a pastry chef! The hibiscus cake was made by him, and he must know it. Xiao Xiang thought about it, and then she was extremely sure.

"Yes, someone is responsible for making a pastry, and someone is responsible for tasting it, and the person who makes it does not know the taste of the person who tastes it, and the person who tastes it does not know what secret recipe the person who makes it uses."

Xiao Huang picked up a piece of hibiscus cake, tilted his head and said: "They all know and don't know, but there is no conflict between the two, but because of this small pastry, there is a very harmonious trading ......"

"Wonderful~wonderful."

"Who's out there?!" Hearing the applause, Xiao Xiang was excited, and tore off the long whip on her waist and waved it out without thinking about it.

I saw a blue figure passing by, "Oh, Miss Xiaoxiang, this is going to murder?" Sima Yi patted his chest as if he was shocked.

"Lord Shizi?!" When she saw who was coming, she quickly withdrew her long whip.

"Are you surprised to see this Shizi?"

"No, no." Xiao Xiang smirked and hid behind Xiao Huang.

"Why does that little fragrant girl have such a hellish expression?"

Xiao Huang stepped forward and said, "Maybe Xiao Xiang is really a ghost, but the ghost is not as boring as the third uncle......."

"That's nature, what ghost can be as graceful, handsome and chic as this son?" Sima Yi also touched his handsome face with concern.

"What is the matter with the third uncle coming here?"

"Can't you come and see your little niece if you're fine? Or does the little niece not want to see the third uncle? ”

Sima Yi walked to Xiao Huang and sat down, and poured himself a glass of water, "This Buddhist hall is deserted, but the food is good." ”

At a glance, it was full of cooking skills, no wonder he could smell it from afar.

"As the third uncle, you must be very popular wherever you go, but Xiao Huang is a little surprised by the third uncle's habit of eavesdropping."

"Poof... Ahem......"

Hearing this, Sima Yi squirted out a mouthful of water, and was choked, on the other hand, the "culprit" looked indifferent, how could he be half surprised.

"My roast goose, bamboo shoots and noodles, round cakes and hibiscus cakes!" The next moment, a grief-stricken accusation sounded behind Xiao Huang.

The blush lasted on Sima Yi's face for a second, and Xu felt that this move really lost his identity as the prince, so he quickly recovered his complexion.

"Miss Xiaoxiang, don't be sad, isn't this just a few dishes of dishes, how about this world pay you a table?"

"Third Uncle doesn't have to be like this, this can be regarded as a blessing for Lan You." Xiao Huang took over lightly.

"Who is Lan You?" Sima Yi asked curiously, is there anyone who doesn't mind eating other people's saliva?

"It's big ash." Xiao Xiang poked her head out and added weakly.

"Big Ash is ...... again Oh, the little niece is talking about the wolf that the second brother brought back? Sima Yi had a flash of inspiration.

"Big Gray is clearly a dog~" Xiao Xiang thought she was complaining quietly.

Xiao Huang tilted his head slightly, "Xiaoxiang, Lan You should be hungry at this time, do you want to go and see it?" ”

The latter nodded like pounding garlic, "Yes, yes, that Xiaoxiang is going to play with Big Ash." Before leaving, she didn't forget to peek at Sima Yi, and then quickly took the dishes on the table away.

"What's wrong with Xiao'er?" Xiao Huang turned his head and saw the probing gaze in someone's eyes.

Sima Yi retracted his gaze and smiled calmly: "It's nothing." ”

It's just that the master's attitude towards the maid is like a child, which is not very reasonable, and she deliberately took Xiao Xiang away, probably to prevent Xiao Xiang from colliding with him between words and causing disaster.

Thinking of this, he narrowed the corners of his mouth, meaning something, "But the third uncle is a little curious, the little niece is like this to everyone?" ”

Xiao Huang was stunned when he heard this, "The third uncle doesn't know, Xiaoxiang grew up with her niece, and her relatives are very close, and her father and mother also treat her as another daughter, and they can't talk about it." ”

"Really?" The corners of Sima Yi's mouth were dyed with a wry smile.

You can treat someone who is not related by blood, you can treat her like your own child, then...... What about a parent who is less than two years old?

Second brother, what happened back then, made you ruthless to give up everything in Kyoto, along with ......

Sima Yi's sudden reticence couldn't help but make Xiao Huang wonder through, thinking of his question, could it be that he was still unhappy with that girl's offense?

"Xiaoxiang, she is young and straight, and if she was rude just now, please ask the third uncle to do a lot of Haihan."

The sudden sound interrupted his thoughts, and looking at the slightly immature girl in front of him who was always speaking in a serious manner, Sima Yi couldn't help but feel a little crying and laughing.

"If the third uncle is not mistaken, Miss Xiaoxiang has passed the age of Jilu."

Indeed, Xia Yu's "Etiquette" is divided into volumes, and it is stipulated that women will tie their hair at fifteen and tie it with a flute.

Xiao Xiang grew up on the border, so she didn't have a haircut, but her hairstyle is still different from *, so Xiao Huang and her age can be easily distinguished.

Noticing this problem after realizing it, Xiao Huang's heart jumped, and then he smiled, "Xiao Er is not talking about the age calculated by time, but by heart, people often have two ages, one is the chronological age, its growth is irresistible, and it is only related to time;

On the other hand, the size of the change does not only depend on the passage of time, it is more related to experience and experience, which is called mental age. ”

"Huh? This statement is really new. ”

"It's not difficult to understand, for example, if a person who is in his thirties is in his mental age, if his mental age is consistent with his actual virtual age, then it is difficult for such a childish thing as eavesdropping to happen to him."

How can I say that it went back to him? The corners of Sima Yi's forehead slid invisibly past several black lines.

"The little niece has wronged the third uncle, and when I learned that the little niece was grounded here, the third uncle came to visit you, but I just happened to hear a 'pastry talk'." The tone was slightly awkward.

"Oh." Xiao Huang nodded indifferently, "The third uncle has seen it now, please ...... if you have nothing to do."

"Something, of course there's something!" Sima Yi stood up and elegantly straightened the folds at the corners of his clothes, "Doesn't the little niece want to go and see the people you rescued?" ”

"What ......"

Before the word "meaning" was spoken, she was already carried by Sima Yi and jumped onto the roof.

Has anyone ever said that she has a moderate degree of acrophobia? Xiao Huang secretly complained in his heart.

Countless white walls and black tiles flew by in front of her eyes, and she didn't know how long she had been flying like a bag, but she felt that the moment she stopped on the roof, she suddenly had the illusion of picking up a life.

After standing firmly, Xiao Huang eased his senses, turned his head and asked, "What kind of place is this?" ”

"Huh~" Sima Yi raised his chin.

Seeing this, she frowned, stretched out her hand to remove a camphor branch that grew horizontally in front of her, and looked down in the direction Sima Yi pointed.

At the bottom is a very ordinary courtyard, looking around, it is more like a side courtyard of a large family, and there is nothing special about it.

However, if this is just the case, then what is there here that is worthy of the attention of a prince of the world, and brought her all the way over?

Soon, Xiao Huang found the answer.

……

"The third sister is kind enough to visit you, what kind of attitude do you have?!" On the stone path in the courtyard, a woman in a pink dress and a willow mustache blocked a young man's way.

"Second sister, don't say it." The girl in a lake-green lotus dress next to her spoke timidly.

But the former didn't pay attention to it, and instead yelled at the boy, "Hey, Miss Ben is talking to you!" ”

"Go away!" The young man spoke coldly, his face particularly impatient.

The woman didn't care about this, but said extremely sarcastically: "Heh, even Mo Haoxuan, don't think that you have a grandfather to protect you, you really think of yourself as the second young master of the Bachelor's Mansion, tell you, a person who knows all day long that he will be embarrassed by the Bachelor's Mansion, you are not worthy of lifting shoes for the eldest brother!" ”

Jimo Haoxuan? No wonder the back looked familiar, Xiao Huang raised his eyes to look at Sima Yi, his face instantly darkened, "This is the purpose of the third uncle's trip?" ”

"Jimo Changyuan's current wife, Cui, was born as a concubine and has a son and a daughter, Jimo Huaiyu and Jimo Qianyao, the two people in the courtyard are still your cousins......"

Seeing that he didn't answer his own questions, but talked about some different topics on his own, Xiao Huang was rarely emotional.

"The third uncle brought me here today, did he just want to introduce me to the population of the Academy?"

"No, this son is so ...... "idle?"

"Say it again, go away!" The movement from the courtyard interrupted Sima Yi again and diverted the attention of the two.

"What kind of thing are you, Jimo Haoxuan, and you dare to order me? Miss Ben tells you that you must apologize to the third sister today, otherwise you won't want to go out of this door! ”

"Second sister, forget it, it's Yiyu's fault, if Yiyu hadn't damaged his cousin's jade pendant......"

"Third sister, why are you crying, you didn't mean it, if you want to blame it, it's because Mo Haoxuan didn't put his own things away, you blame yourself like this, he still did it to you, he deserves to be a father and mother...... Yes! Who is it? Who would dare to plot against Miss Ben?! ”

Ji Mo Yixin was talking vigorously, and suddenly a series of small pebbles fell from the sky and hit her forehead, and the most terrible thing was that the places where those stones hit were right in the center of her eyebrows.

"Who the hell is it? Have the ability to come out and go head-to-head with Miss Ben! She shouted angrily.

In the blink of an eye, there was another wave of broken tiles flying overhead.

"Second sister, don't say it, let's go quickly." Jimo Yiyu was so frightened that her face was discolored, and she pulled Jimo Yixin and walked outside the courtyard gate.

Seeing the backs of the two of them fleeing in the wilderness, Xiao Huang turned his head and glanced at the broken tiles under Sima Yi's feet, and said with a smile: "Has the third uncle's stone run out?" ”

The latter picked at his seductive peach blossom eyes, and said evilly: "Doesn't this tile look more lethal?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Huang felt the back collar tighten, and after a few seconds of dizziness, a surprised smile appeared in her field of vision...... She's dazzled, isn't she?

Just when she was puzzled, she saw someone happily pounce on her side, Sima Yi's arms, and said in a sullen voice: "Third uncle! You've finally come to see Xuan'er. ”

Rubbing the top of Jimo Haoxuan's hair, Sima Yi looked at the boy who was only up to his waist, then squatted down and was flush with him, and said unusually gently: "The third uncle has been entangled in some trivial matters recently, so he couldn't come as scheduled, does Xuan'er miss the third uncle?" ”

"Hmph, Xuan'er doesn't want the third uncle." Jimo Haoxuan closed his eyes, turned his head, and the tears that were about to overflow his eyes also froze, and he suddenly roared: "Why are you here?!" ”

Seeing this, Sima Yi shook his head at him, "Xuan'er can't be so rude, she is your sister-in-law, and it is natural for her to come to see you." ”

"No, I don't have a sister."

Jimo Haoxuan turned his head and looked at Xiao Huang with a resentful expression, "Are you here to show off that you are the winner?" Young Master Ben told you, don't expect you to save Young Master Ben, Young Master Ben will be grateful to you! What kind of father, what sister, and what kind of bullshit general's mansion, this young master is not rare, not rare! ”

"Xuan'er, calm down, the little niece came with the third uncle."

When Jimo Haoxuan heard this, he raised his head and looked at Sima Yi, and two lines of tears flowed down instantly, "Is it because of her that the third uncle didn't come to see Xuan'er?" Now even the third uncle doesn't want Xuan'er, and she will be snatched away, right?! ”

Sima Yi sighed helplessly, and then hugged him as usual, patting him on the back while comforting him softly, "How could Xuan'er think so, the third uncle will always be Xuan'er's third uncle, and no one can snatch it away......"

And what about Xiao Huang, who never said a word?

At the same time that Jimo Haoxuan was pulled into Sima Yi's arms, she turned around and walked outside the courtyard, her mood was very heavy, but her steps were very slow and light.

In the distance, you can still hear voices coming from behind.

"Xuan'er has no relatives, and the third uncle can't leave Xuan'er."

"Okay, if you don't leave, don't leave, the third uncle is Xuan'er's lifelong relative......"