"Welcome the Prime Minister back home"

"Um"

Xie Lian turned to the butler and said, “This is Yan Kuan who is participating in the martial arts champion exam. Please make some arrangements for him.”

Yan Kuan stepped forward and bowed.

Butler Xie Mao was a kind old man in his fifties. Seeing Yan Kuan being so polite, he quickly returned the greeting:

"Mr. Yan, no need to be polite, please follow me."

Yan Kuan looked all the way and found that it was worthy of being the Prime Minister's Mansion. It looked very grand and luxurious from the outside, and even more splendid inside. The corridors and pavilions were obviously carefully designed, with all kinds of precious flowers and plants, full of ancient charm. There was also a quiet and beautiful pond and water corridor, which was very interesting under the moonlight.

"Mr. Yan, please."

As the housekeeper came to an exquisite courtyard, maids came in one after another from behind, with the bath water prepared and even flower petals sprinkled on it.

Yan Kuan hurriedly stopped him: "Thank you, I'm not used to it"

The maids covered their mouths and laughed, then retreated politely.

The hot water flowed over his chest, driving away the day's fatigue, and Yan Kuan sighed comfortably.

Thinking of the flower petals just now, I started to wonder, could it be that Xie Lian smells so good because he takes a flower petal bath every day?

Tsk!

Why would a grown man take a flower petal bath? That's so unmanly. But...if he were someone as elegant and particular as Xie Lian, there wouldn't be anything wrong with it.

Yan Kuan shook his head and drove away these strange thoughts.

After bathing, he changed into clothes prepared by the servants. The maid didn't know Yan Kuan's identity, so she prepared clothes for him, a blue robe with a layer of white gauze on the outside.

Yan Kuan already had handsome features and a straight figure. When he put on this suit, his fierce and austere appearance was softened and restrained, making him look even more handsome.

He walked towards her in the moonlight, shocking the maids and servants passing by, who thought he was some royal relative.

Xie Lian wanted to say a few words to Yan Kuan, but at this moment he had completely forgotten about it and just stared blankly at the man walking closer.

"Is dinner ready? What kind of clothes did you ask someone to prepare for you? It's so awkward."

With just one sentence, the filter was shattered, leaving Xie Lian at a loss whether to laugh or cry: “What kind of meal is this? You only know how to eat it?”

"I've been fighting all day and I'm starving," he said with an innocent blink.

Xie Lian had no choice but to nod to the housekeeper and walk into the house.

Yan Kuan tugged at the gauze in his hand and said as he walked: "Tell me how inconvenient it is for you scholars to wear this every day. You have to get your hands dirty with ink even when you write, and you have to get your hands dirty with soup when you eat."

Xie Lian really wanted him to shut up, and said unhappily, “You think everyone is you!”

What does this mean? Is there anything wrong with me? Yan Kuan was about to argue when the servants came in one by one and put the dishes and rice on the table.

Yan Kuan stared with his eyes wide open. There were all kinds of delicacies, eight-treasure spoons, and the housekeeper even put out some Never-Sleeping Marquis, which was not too strong and was suitable for drinking.

Seeing Yan Kuan was uncomfortable, Xie Lian waved his hand and said, "I don't need you to serve here anymore. Go down."

"Yes"

Everyone left the room, leaving only the housekeeper and a maid.

Yan Kuan was about to take Buyehou, but Xie Lian held him back and threatened him:

"If you drink this, don't eat tonight, or tomorrow or the day after tomorrow"

Yan Kuan smacked his lips and muttered, "Why do you put it out there and make me jealous?"

As he spoke, he turned his grief and anger into appetite and started eating quickly.

"Delicious, the food in your Prime Minister's Mansion is really delicious."

I thought the food in ancient times was not very good, but it turned out that he was ignorant. Yan Kuan felt that the food was not even inferior to the food in modern star-rated hotels, and was even more distinctive.

He had already eaten four bowls, but Xie Lian was still eating that one.

Yan Kuan stopped and looked at Xie Lian holding the chopsticks elegantly. He looked like someone who was brought up under the strict rules of a large family, and was very pleasing to the eye.

But as he watched, Yan Kuan frowned: "Why do you always only pick these kinds of dishes? Are you picky about food?"

When the housekeeper and the maid heard this, they quickly took two steps back and lowered their heads.

It was the first time in Xie Lian’s life that he was taught a lesson in front of a servant. Moreover, this was his home. He said unhappily:

"Don't talk while eating, haven't you heard of that?"

Yan Kuan sneered: "In our place, when family members eat, they always talk. Chatting about family matters makes the food more delicious."

When Xie Lian mentioned his family, he became melancholy and lost his appetite, so he put the bowl on the table.

He stood up and wanted to go back to his room, but Yan Kuan stopped him: "You haven't finished eating yet."

How come there is still leftover food? Although Yan Kuan doesn't like to meddle in other people's business and he has no right to interfere in the Prime Minister's affairs, he has lived in Hezhou for two lifetimes, and the people there can't even get enough to eat. People can die for a steamed bun, so he doesn't like to waste food.

Xie Lian was in a bad mood and said coldly: "I'm full"

Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion knew that the Prime Minister hated others' interference in his affairs. Once, a servant tried to persuade the Prime Minister to leave the capital.

But Yan Kuan seemed not to hear him. He took his hand and pulled him to sit beside him. He poured a bowl of soup and placed it in front of him.

"If you're not hungry, drink this. Look how thin you are."

After saying this, he poured Xie Lian’s half bowl of rice into his own bowl and continued eating, not realizing that this action would cause any uproar.

The maidservant behind was already trembling, and the housekeeper was looking at the prime minister worriedly, thinking that there would definitely be a big commotion in the prime minister's residence tonight.

result......

After a while, Xie Lian actually drank up the bowl of soup in front of him and placed it in front of Yan Kuan.

Yan Kuan saw it and smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, I'll give you something good later."

It seemed like it was a reward for him after he finished drinking the soup. Xie Lian snorted coldly and thought: Who cares?

He stood up and walked towards the main courtyard.

Returning to the room, Xie Lian extinguished the candles in the room, and sat in front of the window in a daze, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

In a few days, it will be my birthday. If my father, mother and elder brother were still alive, the whole family would be happily chatting and laughing at the dinner table.

The autumn night wind was a little chilly, but Xie Lian did not take off the cloak on the screen behind him. He just sat there, quietly.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise under the eaves. Just as Xie Lian was about to get up, he saw a little green light pouring in from the window like stars, filling the room in an instant. It was twinkling and very beautiful.

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

Xie Lian turned around and saw Yan Kuan lying on the window frame, laughing.

Pretending to be cold, he said, "Is this the surprise you mentioned? How can I sleep with so many fireflies in the room?"

"You're so stubborn, I saw you smile"

Yan Kuan stood up, put his hand on the door frame, and jumped in from the window.

"you......"

He was indeed a reckless man, actually coming into someone else’s bedroom. But Xie Lian thought again, he was not a woman, so he didn’t say anything more.

Yan Kuan smiled at him and took out a mesh bag from behind him.

“Ding…Ding”

Then he quickly caught the fireflies one by one and put them into the bag. Then he tied the bag and tied the fireflies to the top of the bed with ease.

Turning to look at Xie Lian, he said, "I'll give you a starlight. Do you like it?"

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