A corner of Xunyang Palace, in a lakeside boudoir.

On the desk in the dark study, a palm-sized little female crown wearing a black Confucian dress looked at the three oil-paper umbrellas in front of her in amazement.

These three oil-paper umbrellas seem to have been carefully protected by the owner of the umbrella, as if they have not been rained, and they are as new as ever.

On the surface of each umbrella, there is an elegant love poem.

"Look at the sky at dawn and look at the clouds at dusk, think about you when you walk, and think about you when you sit......"

"I am very beautiful, I will never forget ......"

These love poems seem to be written by the man's own hand, and the handwriting is elegant and fresh, compared with the woman's juanxiu, there is a little more man's robustness.

The handwriting of the man on the surface of this umbrella is actually the first time I have seen it, and it is not the same as the simplified handwriting of the owner of the butterfly love flower that Rong Zhen showed her not long ago.

But as the magic of ink essence, he smelled the familiar tone.

Can't be wrong.

She was a little like she was facing a great enemy, and bowed her head and said to herself:

"Won't you...... Such a coincidence...... How can it be...... Wait......"

As if remembering something, Miaosi's expression was solemn.

She quickly dropped the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, jumped off the table, sniffed the air in the room, and ran around in the dark boudoir of a certain Xie noblewoman.

Last time, in order to repay her kindness, Huang Xuan deliberately brought the wonderful idea of turning into an ink ingot to Xunyang Tower during the day, so that she could meet her benefactor.

Although in the end, Huang Xuan and Huang Feihong ran through the window with Lu Quan, but the wonderful thoughts with a keen sense of smell remembered the breath of the young Changshi and the noble daughter of the Xie family.

Unlike the literary atmosphere that accompanies the solidification of ink, the breath of the individual will dissipate if the person has been away for a long time, and compared to ordinary people, Miaosi can appreciate this more than ordinary people.

On the three oil-paper umbrellas on the table just now, it may be because they have been placed for too long, or it may be because they have been exposed to the sun and the wind not long ago, except for the boudoir atmosphere of the Xie noblewoman, the man's breath of hand-making this umbrella and writing love poems is already imperceptible.

"Not necessarily, not necessarily him, yes, this sweetheart of the Xie family's noble daughter, the lover who exchanged love letters with her, what if it wasn't him...... The two may just be ordinary friends. ”

There is still a trace of luck in Miaosi's heart.

She walked around the house to confirm something, but at the end she found ......

In the boudoir, in addition to the rich aura of the Xie noblewoman, there is also a and only masculine aura.

It belongs to the young long history who saved Xiaoxuan.

It is worth noting that, in addition to one or two men's shirts stored in the suitcases of the Xie nobles, this masculine aura is mainly found on a few pairs of delicate embroidered shoes and light foot socks, as well as some private belly pockets......

Miao Si didn't turn it any further, the movement stopped, and he raised a hot red face.

The noble daughter of the Xie family has one or two Confucian robes and robes of her sweetheart, and she can understand the wonderful thoughts, but how did the young and long history atmosphere on these foot socks and embroidered shoes be dyed? It seems that it is still a recent event, which can leave such a clear atmosphere.

Miao Si felt that she had been taken badly, and her mind was not clean.

But at the moment, these messy thoughts are not the key, the key is that these clues are unmistakable...... The young Changshi and the noble daughter of the Xie family are in love.

So those three handmade oil-paper umbrellas with a certain kind of culture......

Unless the noble lady of the Xie family is chaste and does not step on two boats, there is only one answer.

There was silence in the room.

Three oil-paper umbrellas lie quietly on the desk.

At the table, the little girl in the ink-black Confucian costume who was forced to reveal her real name tonight looked down at the scraps of paper handed over to her by the girl in the cold palace suit.

"The stupidest, there is no one, one day will be stupid to death......"

She muttered to herself.

……

"Why did you come back so early?"

In the corner of Xingzifang, by the well in an old courtyard, the little girl in the red jacket who was fetching water heard the movement behind her, she looked back and asked curiously.

Miao Si didn't speak, walked into the courtyard, buried her head past Huang Xuan, and entered the house.

The little female crown silently jumped on the cabinet that served as a nest, and did not forget to close the cabinet door.

"Bang" and shut himself inside.

Huang Xuan heard the movement in the house, shook her head, wiped the fine beads of sweat from the corners of her forehead, carried the well water, and walked to the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen, she put the bucket down, she turned around and left the kitchen first, returned to the house, tiptoed open the cabinet, and looked at the little people inside.

I saw the little female crown with her back to her, sitting cross-legged, supporting her chin with her hands, as if she was facing the wall in a daze, and didn't say anything.

Huang Xuan thought about it, wiped the water stains on the apron with her palm, and tentatively poked her little head with a lotus crown with an index finger.

"What's wrong with you, are you alright?"

The whimsical tumbler-like head swayed twice with Huang Xuan's fingers, and just as Huang Xuan was about to ask again, the little female crown suddenly threw aside the dust and bowl in her hand, turned around and asked seriously:

"Xiaoxuan, isn't this fairy girl stupid?"

Under the direct gaze of Miaosi's upturned face, Huang Xuan thought about it, nodded, and learned to speak:

"Well, there isn't one."

“……”

Huang Xuan asked softly: "Is it that you are lost and have not found a place, or is it that the tone has not been completed?" ”

Miao Si bowed his head: "I didn't get lost, I found the courtyard of the Xie noblewoman, and the tone was left." It's just your basket of autumn leaves......"

Huang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, it's hard." ”

Miao Si whispered: "Does Xiaoxuan care about them so much?" ”

Huang Xuan said with some straight colors: "I don't thank you for your kindness, but you can't forget it." After a pause, he said, "Why do you ask this, are you unhappy?" Are you jealous? ”

Faced with the curious gaze cast at her, Miao Si avoided her eyes: "No." At the same time, he diverted the topic: "Why doesn't Xiaoxuan sleep yet?" Tomorrow is not a holiday. ”

It's the fifth watch now, and it's dark outside the window.

Huang Xuan shook her head:

"Can't sleep. I'm also a little worried over there, the Xunyang Mansion in Xiushuifang is too far away, far away than Hanlei Mozhai, you go out alone...... After thinking about it, he simply got up and boiled some porridge, Daddy got up early to eat, he worked hard during the day. ”

"Oh." Miaosi nodded.

Huang Xuan added: "You are working harder tonight." ”

Miaosi glanced at her and lowered her head.

Huang Xuan saw that he lowered his head again and didn't speak, closed the cabinet door, turned around and went to the back kitchen, and continued to cook porridge.

After a while, Huang Xuan heard the movement of the kitchen door being pushed open behind her, and she didn't look back to know who it was, and continued to burn wood.

The little girl jumped over the threshold with her hands on the hurdle and walked around the kitchen with her backhand.

There are two figures, one big and one small, one doing housework, and the other wandering around, silent, as if they are often like this, which seems to be very tacit.

Miao Si stopped when she passed the rice tank, lifted the cylinder head, poked her little head in and took a look, she reached out and grabbed a handful of rice mixed with chaff, her eyes stared at the thin stream of rice between her fingers, and after a while, she suddenly said:

"Xiaoxuan, why don't you raise a rat."

"And what do you do?"

"Pick up the covers and fuck off."

"Oh, you want to change the restaurant and eat and drink spicy food."

"Nope! How can Xiao Xuan say that......" Qi Gu was halfway through speaking, and reacted, and his voice weakened: "Don't use agitation, be serious." ”

"Then why do you want to leave?"

"Can't it be a dream of wandering the world?"

"Wandering the world, every family has an ink storage warehouse, right?"

"Can you not open a pot and mention a pot."

"You don't have a pot to open."

"I'm not poor with you, to be honest, sometimes looking at the surrounding poor and barren, a layer of unchanged status quo, the dark night hanging outside the door in the Milky Way is particularly attractive,

Suddenly, I wanted to leave all the entanglements and troubles, plunged into the night, flew away, and waited to run away for half a life, and returned covered with wind and snow, and Xiaoxuan, who was already gray-haired, saw this fairy girl, cried bitterly, wept and regretted, and blamed himself, thinking that he had said something wrong to provoke this fairy girl, and lived in regret for half his life, but this fairy girl has been light, as a big monster on the mountain, too lazy to explain, just considerate and comfort you...... Hmm, that's cool. ”

“……”

"How is it, are you already feeling sorry for yourself after listening to it?"

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"This fairy girl is serious!"

"You've been serious many times."

"This time it's different, because it's really better to run away now...... Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you. ”

When Miao Si said to the back, it seemed that her body had leaned into the three-point full rice jar, and her voice echoed with some emptiness.

Huang Xuan's action of washing rice paused, and looked back.

On the fifth watch, it was the darkest time outside, and only a candle was lit on the stove in the kitchen, and the dim light faintly illuminated the muddy floor between the two.

The palm-sized little female crown of Confucianism sat on the edge of the rice jar, and the two feet under the Confucian costume were swinging, and the golden bowl she was holding in her hand was not filled with ink as before, but was filled with rice instead.

When Huang Xuan turned around, she happened to see her pick up a raw rice grain in her little hand, put it in her mouth and bite it hard.

"Can you eat it?" Huang Xuan asked curiously.

Miao Si tried to swallow it, but in the end, ...... Still gave up, all the rice grains in the bowl were poured back into the rice bowl, she covered her cheeks that were crying in pain, made a bitter face, and the two little short legs hanging down from the edge of the bowl were no longer swinging.

Huang Xuan did not show a disappointed expression, lowered her head and continued to wash rice diligently, while whispering:

"I was joking before, don't force it, eat ink, eat ink, there are always more ways than difficulties."

After a pause, she asked:

"Did you encounter something tonight, why is there something abnormal, how can you be unhappy when you are full of ink."

Miao Si's brows were twisted, like a mess that was difficult to unravel, and sighed: "Why are there so many troubles in the world?" ”

Huang Xuan thought about it, put on a small face, and replied seriously:

"Then you have to eat less, when people are hungry, they usually have only one trouble, but once they are full, there will be countless troubles, so many troubles are just enough to support."

Idea: "......"

It makes sense.

The little girl in Confucian clothes sitting on the rice jar was speechless, and silently turned her head to look at the back of the little girl in the red jacket who seemed to be carefree and carefree.

"Xiaoxuan, do you have any dreams?"

"Yes."

"What."

"I would be very happy to have a big house, my own big house, and get up every day and clean it up."

"And then?"

"Then take you all and have fun together."

"And then."

"And then ......," she looked down and washed the dishes, "and then I haven't dreamed of it yet." I'll tell you when I dream it. ”

"It's not promising, it's better to run away for half a life of this fairy girl, and you cry bitterly."

"Didn't you say before that it's dangerous out there and it's easy to meet some bad guys who want to kidnap you?"

"That's right, but now it seems that if you hide here carefully, something will come to you...... By the way, the bull nose who has been coming to you a lot lately, you have a heart and less contact with him. ”

"Is Daoist Lu long, why?"

"I hate the bull's nose the most, it's still Fu Sanshan, he still wants to kidnap you up the mountain, phew, the little girl won't let go, I'm really not ashamed."

"Daoist Lu is not like a bad person, but I won't be deceived ......"

After chatting for a while, Miao Si was speechless for a long time, and suddenly spoke:

"Xiaoxuan, you're right, this fairy girl really shouldn't go out to steal food, this is the stupidest thing to do tonight."

"It's okay, it's all over, just don't do it again in the future."

Hearing Huang Xuan's wide voice of comfort, he stopped thinking about it.

Huang Xuan suddenly turned around: "By the way, there is good news." ”

"What's the good news?"

"Daddy's salary has increased, and I heard him say that you can get a newly built shantyhouse another day, and the rent is cheaper, so we will be able to have more money in the future, and we can live more comfortably when we move into a new house, and you don't have to shrink in the cabinet all day long, for fear of being ......discovered by Daddy and other residents."

Huang Xuan's tone was a little happy, and there was expectation for the future in her tone.

Miao Si listened silently for a while, then raised her head and asked weakly:

"But this fairy girl has a lot of food, and she picks good ink to eat, what if the money is still not enough to buy ink?"

Huang Xuan replied seriously: "Then think of some other ways to make more money, anyway, we are diligent and always starving, it's a big deal...... I work in the ink studio for a while, or go to other places where there is no shortage of ink, pick up some ink and come back, and I can always find a way. ”

Miaosi's eyes were moved, but immediately, she seemed to remember something, her little face was a little pale, and she hurriedly persuaded:

"Xiaoxuan, don't blindly believe in the bad guys, go to work in the Qinglou Song Academy, be careful of fooling and coaxing, those Qinglou Song Workshops are not a good place, even if you do odd jobs, it is easy to get close to the ink black, that kind of environment, imperceptibly, you can pull the Liang family into the water."

The little girl jumped up, paced around the edge of the rice tank, waved the snow-white dust in her hand, and turned her head from time to time to look at the big clear and bright eyes of the little girl in the red jacket, she lowered her voice and admonished:

"You have a talent that is rare in a hundred years, mainly this pair of eyes, there is a hole through the mystery of the void, it is thanks to it that I was able to find this fairy girl, and it is also the beginning of our origin, this eye is very exquisite, and there are corresponding titles in the three classics of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism...... In short, there is a wide range of paths you can take, and it is an excellent embryo, and all three can be walked, not to mention other paths, so don't destroy your future, remember to remember. ”

Huang Xuan didn't understand much of this, but she heard the seriousness in Miaosi's words, and nodded a little stupidly: "Oh." ”

Miao Si stopped talking, looked at her quietly for a while, and then asked:

"Xiaoxuan, why have you always been so good to Ben Xiangu, and it was ...... to rescue Ben Xiangu home in the first place"

Huang Xuan thought about it and replied casually:

"There is no reason, well, just like the noble man of the long history came to his aid, did he have time to think about what to ask for? Presumably not, just thought, just do it, it's as simple as that, no need to ask why. ”

Miao Si was silent for a while, and suddenly nodded heavily:

"Okay, got it."

"Is it that you're hungry again, and your troubles are one?"

The little girl in Confucian clothes didn't answer, waved her small fist at the air in front of her, and said to herself: "The smartest, there is no one!" ”

"What's the smartest?"

Huang Xuan looked back in confusion, but there was no longer a little female crown on the rice tank, and she didn't know where she had gone.

"What's going on tonight, weird ......"

It's February, the Spring Festival is approaching, it's been a busy year, everyone have a good rest, and you have to be kind to yourself~

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