"Miss, the master is back."

When the child was approaching, the porter came to deliver the letter.

Zhao Xiyan immediately went to the main gate to greet him.

Zhao Yuanming, who was standing at the main entrance, exuded a faint smell of wine, and his eyes were still clear: "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I can't sleep," Zhao Xiyan replied in a low voice, "I just kept waiting." ”

Zhao Yuanming snorted and turned his head: "Thank you Shizi and Captain Murong for sending each other." I've already arrived home, and it's late at night, so it's inconvenient to stay at home. Shizi and Captain Murong also please go back! ”

That's right, Xu Jing and Murong Shen were both outside the door.

After the dinner, Xu Jing wanted to send the master back to Zhaojiafang. Murong Shen insisted on sending "Uncle Zhao" together. So, both of them came.

The drunkard does not mean to drink. Zhao Yuanming knew it, and he didn't say anything, so he sent it all the way with the two, and only then did he open his mouth to pick up people.

Murong Shen replied, and his eyes fell on Zhao Xiyan's body.

The clouds and mist obscured the bright moon. The wind lamps under the eaves of the porch were blown and swayed, and the dim light swayed with it. Looking at her under the lamp, it is more and more beautiful and moving.

Xu Jing suddenly took two steps forward, "unfortunately" blocking Murong Shen's sight: "Sister Crescent Moon, it's late, you go to bed early." I'll come back to see you tomorrow. ”

Murong Shen looked at Xu Jing's figure and sneered in his heart.

Immediately, Zhao Xiyan's voice came into his ears: "The prince is seriously ill, and the imperial court has sent a messenger again." In your life, you have a lot of things to do. Don't come tomorrow. ”

This voice is soft and pleasant, revealing intimacy.

Murong Shen's heart felt like a vinegar bottle had been knocked over, sour and bitter.

What's even worse for him is yet to come.

I only heard Xu Jing smile and say, "Nothing is as important as you." ”

The solemn and dignified Zhao Fuzi did not scold Xu Jing for being frivolous. Zhao Xiyan seemed to laugh lightly, and then spat him: "Flim tongue, no shape, go back quickly!" ”

Xu Jing was scolded, and he was very comfortable, waving his hand at the master and the crescent sister. Then Shi Shiran turned around and said to Murong Shen, whose face was slightly gloomy: "Captain Murong, let's go back to the palace!" ”

Murong Shen turned around and got on the horse with an expressionless face.

Xu Jing also turned over and got on the horse, his movements were neat and handsome, revealing the unique vitality of a fifteen-year-old boy.

……

Zhao Yuanming was actually not drunk.

However, the daughter insisted on helping him back to the house, a piece of filial piety, and the father naturally had to accept it.

Zhao Yuanming walked forward slowly and said casually: "Actually, there is one thing I haven't told you. About a month ago, your uncle wrote a letter back, saying that the eldest son of the Murong clan proposed to the Zhao family and asked to marry you. ”

Zhao Xiyan: "......"

Zhao Xiyan stopped in shock: "Dad, why didn't you tell me about such an important matter?" ”

Zhao Yuanming also stopped, and looked at it as a matter of course: "I am just a daughter like you, and I don't want you to marry far away in the capital, so I naturally have to refuse the family matter." ”

"In the past two years, in-laws, old friends and clansmen who are officials outside have written to mention your family affairs. There are more than a dozen cases that I refuse, so do you need to tell you such a trivial matter? ”

Zhao Xiyan: "......"

"So, this Captain Murong is also different, right?" Zhao Yuanming made a pun, and his eyes fell on his daughter's complicated face.

Zhao Xiyan was silent for a moment and nodded.

Zhao Yuanming waited for a while and continued to move forward.

The daughter grew up day by day, her mind became heavier, and she had such bizarre and terrible ten years of encounters, and her heart changed greatly. He, who is a father, is both distressed and sad.

I feel sorry for the humiliation my daughter has suffered, and I feel sorry for my powerlessness.

She will say what she wants to say. If he doesn't want to talk about it, he won't ask.

Not all pain is suitable for confiding. Some scars can only be left in the bottom of the heart, waiting for time to heal slowly.

After entering the house, Zhao Yuanming gently instructed his daughter: "If there is anything, I will talk about it later." Go back to sleep first! ”

Zhao Xiyan's eyes were complicated, and he said softly: "Dad, don't you want to ask Murong Shen?" ”

Zhao Yuanming smiled: "Don't worry, I'll talk about it when you want to." Now go to sleep! ”

She really didn't want to say it now.

One Zhou Sui and one Murong Shen are all past that she doesn't want to recall.

Zhao Xiyan nodded, said goodnight to Zhao Yuanming and left.

……

This night, Zhao Xiyan rarely had no nightmares, and soon fell asleep.

The next day, it was late.

The sun rises three poles, and the warm sunlight shines through the window lattice, spilling into the courtyard. Zhao Xiyan sat under the porch, lazily basking in the sun.

"Miss is in a good mood today." The lively Begonia laughed in a low voice.

The hosta also laughed in a low voice: "Isn't it? There was such a fuss yesterday, and I thought that Miss would be bored for a few days. I never thought that I slept extra heavily last night, and I am in a good mood today. ”

The whispers of the maids were accompanied by a gust of breeze.

Zhao Xiyan smiled self-deprecatingly.

Are you in a good mood?

Actually, it doesn't count.

It's just that that's the worst outcome. sighed with a sad face and couldn't solve the problem, so he simply took out a mixed attitude.

In short, she does not repeat the mistakes of the past and does not go back. For the rest, let's take it one step at a time!

Xu Jing said to come to see her, but she couldn't come.

Ma Sansi is cunning and insidious, and Murong Shen's city is extremely deep, and they are all very difficult. Only these two are enough for Xu Jing to deal with.

Of course, Murong Shen did not show up again.

Xu Jing would never give him the opportunity to leave the palace and come to Zhaojiafang without permission.

For three days in a row, the days were relaxed and leisurely. It even gives people the illusion that this matter has been "settled".

On the fourth day, Xu Jing finally came.

The familiar handsome face looked dazed, and there was some annoyance in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xiyan's heart sank suddenly, and his tone couldn't help but be a little hurried.

Xu Jing wrinkled his brows and said: "My father is sick on the couch, and Father-in-law Ma goes to 'visit' my father every day. The two imperial doctors from the capital took turns to see their father. Seeing what this means, they will not leave until their father is well. ”

Zhao Xiyan comforted softly: "Don't worry. The prescription I gave you is a miracle medicine that weakens the pulse but does not hurt the body. As long as the prince has been lying on the bed, Ma Gonggong can't help it. ”

Xu Jing snorted from his nose: "A eunuch, relying on the power of the prince to show off his might." On weekdays, I would have beaten him so much that his face bloomed. ”

This is indeed what Xu Jing will do.

Zhao Xiyan frowned slightly: "Don't be impulsive, I know you don't like Grandpa Ma." However, Ma Gonggong came on behalf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, representing the dignity of the palace. Don't be reckless. ”

Xu Jing was a little dissatisfied: "In your eyes, I am so impulsive and reckless, and I will cause trouble at any time?" ”

Zhao Xiyan glanced at him: "Aren't you?" ”

Xu Jing: "......"

Looking at those beautiful and clear eyes for a moment, Xu Jing suddenly felt a little aggrieved in his heart, and his voice was much lower: "Crescent Yue'er, do you think I'm not as good as Murong Shen?" ”