A beam of cold moonlight pierced the night, and through the half-open and half-closed red paper flower window, it quietly illuminated the vermilion peony cloth.

On the peony cloth, there are a series of mountain delicacies and sea delicacies placed in a staggered manner, all kinds of famous food, it can be said that the color and fragrance are complete, there is quite a bit of the taste of the full Han Dynasty;

Such a precious belongings, even if they are placed in this wealthy Zhenhuang Qin family, naturally they should not be used as a table for drinking tea and eating vegetables in the ordinary - with the son of the current head of the Qin family, if he sees that this table has been knocked off a corner, I am afraid that he will not hold it ouch and be sad for a long day.

But a table is a table after all, and it should be used as a table after all.

Although Pingli is reluctant to use it at the dinner table and wine bureau, there will be some important sub-and some important banquets, and it will be the turn of it to show its hands.

For example, today.

Or rather, the original present.

A gust of night breeze blew from the open red paper flower window, swaying bright candles, swaying black and green silk, slightly cool and slightly cool, it was already golden autumn October.

"Why don't you move your chopsticks?"

A soft female voice rose from the table and slowly drifted into his ears.

Sima Xiande, who was wearing a purple robe, was slightly stunned, raised his eyes, and looked at her in front of him.

She is Qin Yugu.

It is Qin Yugu, who has faded the red makeup on his face, but has not yet faded the bride's red dress.

I saw her sitting on the opposite side of the round table, her elbows were propped up on the table, her right hand was squared, her left hand was supporting her cheek, her head was slightly tilted, and she looked at Sima Xiande who was directly opposite, about a zhang away, with a faint smile in her eyes. Her sleeves were unintentionally rolled up, revealing two white jade-like forearms and a red rope tied around her left wrist.

The red rope is delicate and beautiful, but since it is still tied to her wrist, it means that the marriage has not yet arrived.

Or have you missed it?

He blinked, not daring to think further.

"I ...... Not very hungry. ”

On the opposite side of the round table, Sima Xiande glanced at the wine and delicacies on the table, at the white porcelain bowls and chopsticks in front of him, and then at Zhu

The colored peony tablecloth finally raised his head and shook his head with a smile at Qin Yugu.

Then, he secretly reached out and covered his shriveled belly, begging it to stop 'cooing-' for a while.

Sima Xiande was already hungry.

Today, after picking up some breakfast at home in the early morning, he trekked a hundred miles from Meng Yue to Zhenhuang, and he didn't even have time to eat lunch, so he joined the competition with a "I'm coming ——————!". Then he immediately fought with Ni Honglong, who dominated the martial arts, for more than a hundred rounds, until both sides were out of breath and sweating, and finally came out. But I didn't want to, after finally winning Ni Honglong, I was given a hand by Ruan Zhen, who didn't know where to fight, and almost lost my life......

Now that this is so violent, and he hasn't eaten very seriously, how could Sima Xiande not be hungry?

I'm already hungry and sticking to my back!

At this moment, these delicacies on the table are like those fair ladies who spend their years on the streets of Mengyue in Pingli, and they can see that Sima Xiande is a gluttonous word.

It's just that, in peace, he will only tease those girls with words in the end, at most he will only touch his breasts and hug his waist, and Sima Xiande at this time will only look at the delicious food on the plate without swallowing his mouth.

The reason is the same, just three words.

He didn't dare.

Pingli didn't dare, because although he was a little dissolute, he finally had some basic human flavor under the education of the old servant at home, and knew that if he really ate the girl's son, he couldn't let others go...... But Sima Xiande is a loafer who is idle and afraid of trouble, how could he really hang himself from a tree like this, and in the end he didn't dare, he didn't dare to use his shoulders to bear the weight of the word 'home'.

And I don't dare at this time, but it's a little simpler.

This peony cloth is red, this flower window paper is red, and the skirt on her is also red.

Red, happy events, happy feasts.

Even if this wedding banquet was not held today, even if he and her were childhood playmates, two little guesses, childhood sweethearts, even if she said a word, he would travel hundreds of miles to help, even if she had already spoken, saying that it was just that the servants at home had prepared the dishes, and it would be a pity not to eat them......

But he still didn't dare to eat her wedding feast.

Nor should he have come to her feast.

Thinking of this, thinking of the white dress and white dress

As he departed and slowly disappeared at the end of the street, Sima Xiande sighed quietly.

But he didn't want to sigh with this sigh, and his stomach seemed to be out of breath, and he suddenly 'cooed-' twice out of place.

It happened that the night was quiet, and there was no sound in the room, and Qin Yugu happened to be looking at him, so he heard his clearly audible belly ringing in his ears at all.

There was a moment of silence.

Qin Yugu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his bright eyes opened slightly, a little surprised, and a little wanted to laugh.

Sima Xiande's face turned red in an instant.

"Ahem, ahem...... Today's weather is a little cooler. ”

He coughed lightly twice, quickly covered his stomach harder with his left hand, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the empty room, changed the topic a little stiffly, and said to her: "By the way, what about uncle? Isn't uncle coming to dinner?"

"Not coming. ”

Qin Yugu raised his long eyelashes slightly, and said softly: "Brother Fang's carrier pigeon has arrived, and my father is picking up the lamp to write a letter." ”

Sima Xiande blinked when he heard this, and was a little surprised, and asked, "It turns out that Brother Lu didn't come back?" I thought that since you are going to marry today, he will definitely ......."

As he spoke, he frowned slightly, as if he remembered something, and did not say anything.

"Hehehe, brother, you know it too. ”

Qin Yugu sat up slightly, took a pot of wine on the table, easily flicked the red lid with his thumb, took a sip of the wine, and said, "He has never believed in the saying that people have a number of lives, and naturally he doesn't believe in any true destiny." In addition, since he got that false name three years ago, he has been seeing the beginning and not seeing the end, so it is reasonable that he will not return to Zhenhuang at this time. ”

Qin Yugu's brother, Qin Lu, won a golden bamboo chair on Xiao Xuanwu three years ago.

Sima Xiande nodded, as if he understood what Qin Yugu said, and didn't say much.

It's just that I don't know if it's because his left hand is too hard and the air in his belly is all disturbed, but his stomach is talking again.

Seeing Sima Xiande's embarrassed expression, he looked away in embarrassment.

Seeing Qin Yu's bones and smiling, he raised his head and took a sip of the brew in the pot, and tilted his head and said, "You really don't want to eat it?"

The purple-robed boy swallowed his saliva and shook his head.

"I really don't eat it. ”