Ouyang Rong turned his head and looked at the door of the lower courtyard.

It is a familiar wooden door with eaves.

It's his yard that's right, it's not wrong.

That's when she went wrong.

Intentionally or accidentally.

Ouyang Rong caged his sleeves and nodded.

Step forward.

Push the door into the house.

Passing by the study, he turned a deaf ear, walked into the inner room to change into his official uniform, put on a hand-woven shirt made by Aqing, and walked out of the inner room.

He washed all the tea sets, boiled a pot of tea, and waited for the tea break, rubbed his face with his hands, propped his chin, and stared at the teapot tiles that were moved by the mist from time to time.

His face was in a daze.

Not far in front of the bookshelf.

I don't know when it started, the peach-colored skirt had already turned her delicate body, holding the spread scroll in her hand, but her clear eyes looked at Ouyang Rong intently.

Didn't go to the book.

She took in the latter's movements as he entered the house.

The last bit of sunset fell in front of the bookshelf, stretching the figure of Li'er very long, and even her slight tilting of her head seemed to be extremely amplitude.

On the other side, the young man who returned late scooped water and boiled tea at the tea table, silent.

The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

This scene has a bit of this mood.

"Don't you pour me a cup of tea?"

Li'er tilted his head and asked.

"If you accidentally go to the wrong place, you can actually go out without saying anything, pretending that nothing has happened."

Ouyang Rong lowered his head to make tea, and reminded him warmly.

Li Bao'er didn't seem to hear it, took out a red maple leaf bookmark, sandwiched it in the open position of the scroll in his hand, folded his arms, hugged the scroll in front of his chest, and walked forward.

She sat down in front of Ouyang Rong, raised the teapot with her bare hands, and came to a 'phoenix three nods' tea style, the slender water column beat three times in a row, and brewed the tea leaves in the cup in front of Ouyang Rong, full of seven points.

"Today's father's matter, thanks to you for standing up and helping."

She stared at the teapot and poured tea, laughing at herself, under the orange sunset, this pretty face looked a little poignant:

"Wandering in Dragon City, helpless, terrified all day long, anyone can come and step on it."

"If you want to thank you, go to thank the little junior sister below, today is just to help her stand on the platform, she has something to go out, I have to help her take care of it." Ouyang Rong shook his head and explained.

"Sister Xie can't be so thoughtful as you." She also shook her head and whispered, "Besides, are you really just for her?" ”

Ouyang Rong suddenly picked up the teacup, drank it all, exhaled a long breath, and suddenly said:

"Why don't you talk normally, don't praise people, we know each other very well, you're not a little white rabbit."

"White Rabbit?" Li'er asked curiously.

"It just looks well-behaved and weak, harmless to humans and animals." Ouyang Rong looked at her: "But in fact, I can't say that it's a wolf inside, and if it eats meat, it may burst out and bite at any time." ”

Li'er stared at him for a moment, as if chewing on the words, and after a pause, she curled her lips and smiled:

"So I'm like this in your heart? It's hard to tell the truth, but you don't believe it, so forget it. ”

"Really?"

Li'er nodded, his chin was lightly raised, and he was confident: "A little." ”

"Half of the deception is not called deception, is it?" Ouyang Rong nodded.

"Lies don't hurt, the truth is the quick knife." Li'er nodded and said leisurely, looking at him sideways: "Besides, aren't you the same...... Besides, why are the words coming out of your mouth so harsh and weird? ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head and suddenly said:

"So what should I call you now? Su Xiaomei? Away from the little lady? Or is it His Royal Highness? ”

"When there are no outsiders, Childe can call me Bao'er like my father and brother."

Ouyang Rong nodded, "Understood, Your Highness." ”

“……”

Li'er glanced at him with disgust, folded her hands, and placed them elegantly in front of her abdomen, she held her chest high, and Xiao Qiong's nose was slightly wrinkled:

"First of all, I'm not small, and secondly, don't call it Your Highness, I'm not used to it."

Ouyang Rong said casually: "But you are not big, not as big as the little junior sister." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Rong suddenly felt that Li'er's eyes fell on his face without squinting, as if he was observing.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little quieter.

Seconds understand that it is contagious, and the eyes in the air move silently, some dodging, some glimpsing.

"In the next is to say age." Ouyang Rong explained seriously.

"Oh. Or else? ”

Away from Bao'er, her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Between the two, the atmosphere was quiet again, and it was cold for a while.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and put down the teacup, and Yu Guang casually swept his eyes.

Suddenly, I felt that the clothes from the wrap were excellent, the fabric of the pink skirt was high-grade and soft, properly cut, the delicate body was already long and slender, and the elegant upbringing made it stand up and straighten all the time, and the fabric at the chest seemed bulging, and the background was more and more uplifted and towering, like a blooming flower, bent into a perfect arc.

Although it is not comparable to the scale of the little junior sister, it also has its own merits and is very promising.

And this woman is naturally beautiful, and she can also dress, and her clothes are good, and sometimes her extravagance is so imperceptibly cultivated.

Ouyang Rong sighed secretly.

Sometimes he admires beauties, but doesn't look at the face, only looks at the clothes, etiquette, and upbringing, all of which converge into something called temperament.

It's a woman's true rhyme.

The little sister is like this, and a good tutor makes her temperament outstanding.

As for appearance, figure, and the like, they have taken a back seat.

In front of the dimly lit table, Li'er's narrow eyes seemed to flash, and her pretty face suddenly turned back:

"After you sent the palace people away in the afternoon, the people from the Wei family came to the door and gave me a birthday gift."

"Wei's people also came to Dragon City?" Ouyang Rong frowned, got up and went to light a lamp, the room lit up, and the two looked at each other.

Li'er bowed slightly: "That's right, listening to my father, it seems that a concubine from the Wei Wangfu sent a gift for the Wei family." ”

"I see, Wei's reaction is quite fast, that King Wei should have a master around him."

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fingers tapped on the table.

"What do you mean by that, can you elaborate?" Lean forward slightly from the upper body of the wrapper, as if listening attentively.

Ouyang Rong looked up at her sparkling expectant eyes, and said in an ominous voice:

"It's nothing, I just think it's quite prescient that they came over early to make friends with your family."

"You mean that someone in the Wei clan has figured out the attitude of the grandmother, so there is this action......"

"Otherwise, let's stop talking about this." Ouyang Rong suddenly interrupted Li'er's words.

Every time he talks about this kind of topic involving the trend of the DPRK situation, Libao'er's positive attitude makes him feel a little headache.

Li'er bit her lip and stared at him for a while, then lowered her head at a certain moment, rolled up her sleeves and poured tea and said:

"Why has Childe been a little impatient lately?"

Ouyang Rong's face hesitated slightly, but he still cherished the words like gold:

"Since Wei's took the initiative to make friends and extend an olive branch, then you should take advantage of the trend and have a good relationship with them."

"Why is that?" Li Bao'er showed a curious face and asked, "Everyone knows that the Wei clan and our Li clan are mortal enemies. ”

"There is no reason."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyes and looked at her:

"Personal advice, just for reference."

Li'er lowered his eyes and raised his glass, covered his mouth with big sleeves, took a sip of tea, and said softly: "But I hate Wei's people." ”

"So be it."

Li Bao'er was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Ouyang Rong's expression of "You'd better not listen, I'm too lazy to care", she "fluttered" and said with a smile:

"Actually, I think so too, our family has been away from the court for more than ten years, is in a weak position, and is blank in the government and the opposition, if you still want to return to the capital safely, then don't offend anyone for the time being.

"Although I don't like Wei's, it doesn't hinder the void and the snake, so in the afternoon, I signaled the brother who picked up the guest to accept the birthday gift from the Wei family's concubine and send it out."

Ouyang Rong's face softened a little, and asked casually: "Will you send it out after receiving the gift, people have come all the way to Dragon City to give gifts, and if you don't stay for a meal, you will have a family banquet?" Enveloping feelings? ”

Li Bao'er frowned:

"Otherwise, why would you have to entertain him at a family feast? This Wei family is just an outsider, and I don't like to show up in front of outsiders at the family banquet, and I was painting on the street this afternoon, but I had no choice but to take off the veil. ”

Ouyang Rong was puzzled: "Am I also an outsider?" ”

Libao'er, who was not wearing a purple veil, glanced at him, did not answer, and continued to say crisply:

"Besides, at tonight's family banquet, we still have important people to entertain and gratitude, which is much more important than it, so why leave an outsider for dinner?"

Ouyang Rong squinted at her and closed his mouth and didn't answer.

Li'er looked at him with a smile, as if expecting him to pick up.

It's a pity that someone pretended to be a confused old genius, and a certain unjust little junior sister certified it.

Li'er also seemed to see this, so she had no choice but to take the initiative to speak:

"Ouyang Lianghan, tonight is my mother's cooking, and my brother and I rarely eat it, are you sure you don't want to taste it?"

"Not so." Ouyang Rong shook his head and drank tea, as if remembering something, he put down the teacup and asked in a low voice:

"Since your surname is also Li, you should know a lot about some imperial family affairs, there is something I've always been curious about."

"What?"

"The current saint's surname is Wei, so does she have a name?"

Li Bao'er's eyes showed a strange look, and he looked Ouyang Rong up and down:

"Why do you want to know this?"

"Curious." His face was calm.

After being quiet for a while, his face became more serious, and he nodded:

"A woman's nickname can only be known by those close to her, not to mention that it is still a saint today, and this kind of private matter cannot be spread indiscriminately."

"I know...... Hey, you're ......."

Ouyang Rong was just about to reply, but he was stuck, because he had not said a word from Bao'er, got up, walked to the pear wood desk, picked up the pen holder, and wrote a small word on a piece of white paper.

Ouyang Rong walked over and took a look.

Leaving the wrap and putting down the pen, the word was carefully crossed out, leaving only a smudged ink ball on the rice paper.

Ouyang Rong was not surprised by her actions, he turned his head to look out the window, and frowned slightly:

"Zhaozi...... It's a little different from what I guessed before, and it seems that there are still some differences between the two worlds. ”

He muttered to himself, his voice small.

"What's the difference?" Li'er pricked up his ears and heard only a few words.

"Nothing."

Relieved of his doubts, Ouyang Rong's face was boring, and he casually said: "I just think this word is a little delicate, and it doesn't quite match my impression of a founding empress with an iron fist." ”

"Showy?" Li Bao'er shook her head and pouted speechlessly: "What words are not showy, and they also match your impression?" ”

Ouyang Rong took the pen in her hand, which was still full of ink, put the pen on the paper casually, and wrote a word.

"What is this, how come you have never seen it?" Li Bao'er frowned slightly, looked down, swept his eyes, and his face was curious: "The sky is bright and the bottom is empty...... How is it read, is there really such a word? ”

Ouyang Rong smiled and said lightly: "Huh." ”

Same as Zhao.

Li'er locked his eyebrows and meditated, but he still didn't know him, and shook his head slightly: "Unheard of." ”

Ouyang Rong joked: "Look at this word, the sun and the moon are in the sky, just like Her Majesty's grace and light shining on the people of the dawn of the world, is it very compatible, better than Zhao." ”

Li Bao'er was stunned, looked at Ouyang Rong, and then looked down at the ink on the paper.

After being quiet for a long time, she suddenly raised her head and asked seriously: "Where does this word come from?" From what ancient books of the sages? ”

Ouyang Rong half-jokingly said: "Can't it be made by me?" ”

There was some complication in her eyes, and she stared at his face for a long time.

Just as a small episode, Ouyang Rong glanced at the deep night outside the window, turned his head and filled the teacup with a wrap, hinting at sending off guests.

Libao'er got up, folded the rice paper with the word "曌" written on it a few times, and silently stuffed it into his sleeve, with a calm face.

Ouyang Rong didn't care either, and sent the guests out.

In front of the courtyard gate, Li'er suddenly stopped and turned around, and the lantern in his hand illuminated Ouyang Rong's face:

"Ouyang Lianghan, you have been indifferent to many things recently, and you have even been impatient occasionally...... Do you want to quit your job and go into hiding? ”

Ouyang Rong looked at her serious face, shook his head with a chuckle on his face:

"Just guess what, I'll send it here, I'll not send it far."

Li Bao'er looked at his relaxed expression and squinted slightly: "I will help you keep it secret, don't tell Sister Xie and them, in fact, you don't have to hide it from me." ”

Ouyang Rong looked at her sideways, revealing an expression of "I don't understand what you said".

Li'er nodded, not too aggressive: "It's okay, it's good if you don't have it, but it's ......"

She paused, and asked in a nonchalant tone, "Do you have any gifts for me?" ”

Ouyang Rong: ......

Leave the wrap and stop talking.

Someone made a straight face: "Hey, it's too much, you are from a royal family and have a wealthy family, and you still want to ask me for a poor scholar to ask for gifts repeatedly?" Forgive the poor in the next family, and there is nothing to give. ”

Li'er blinked, and then said in a relaxed tone: "It's just a joke." But the song "Words of Return" you gave me, I ...... I like it very much. ”

Ouyang Rong only regarded it as a kind word, and also said a few polite words, and sent away the little girl with plum blossom makeup who still had a pretty face and was still a little reluctant.

In front of the door, he turned his head, rubbed his stiff cheeks vigorously, and muttered:

"Why do you think this woman is getting more and more evil......"

Back to Mei Yingzhai, repatriate the clingy maids such as the color ribbon, by the window, Libao'er looked up at the "bright moon" in the sky, she reached out and took out his words from her sleeve, stood in the moonlight, looked down, stunned:

"There is still a talent for writing words...... When the sun and moon are in the sky, is it for the sun...... I loved it, and my grandmother probably loved it too......"

After thinking for a moment, she took out a luxurious short sword from the cabinet, which was a gift from the Wei family.

Away from the wrapper, the corner of the heavy red sandalwood tabletop broke off and fell.

On the windowsill nearby, a lame white cat named Butterfly Nu blew up and lay on the ground, not daring to move at all, it was once very unruly, and the sword wound on the leg was vividly remembered.

"The blade of the sword is acceptable, I don't know if it is good to kill."

The little girl held her chin with her hand and Mochizuki whispered.

In the sorting out of the outline, first pave the transition cough

(End of chapter)