Fresh clothes and horses

At the end of the year, Jin Yiwei came to raid the house again.

At the beginning, the emperor and others were afraid that he would make a comeback, so they would soon send people to search his dilapidated house, but later they relaxed, and the frequency decreased, and they still had to search as usual.

But the hands and feet of the people under his hands have always been unclean, and the purpose of the search has changed from preventing thieves to plundering money.The hawks and dogs had finished squandering, and remembering that there was still such a character, they swaggered to patronize, insisting on scraping a little more minced meat from the bones.

At first, the hawks and dogs seemed to be worried about something, they just searched normally, but after they were not restrained, they became bolder.

The house was filled with the sound of things falling to the ground, and Zhuge Xi stood under the begonia, looking for new buds, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Gu Yan stood next to him, his face getting more and more ugly.

Zhuge Xi was a little amused, and stretched out his hand to grab Gu Yan's clenched fist.

His hands are always cold, just to suppress Gu Shan's fire.

"I'm very angry."

Gu Yan looked directly at him, his black eyes were calm and unwavering, and he couldn't see why.

Sometimes he really wanted to get into Zhuge Xi's eyes and see what kind of scene he saw, so he could be so indifferent.

Sensing Gu Shan's gaze, Zhuge Xi said disapprovingly, "I'm used to it, it's not the first time, and it won't be the last time."

"No," Gu Yan said suddenly, "There won't be any more in the future."

Zhuge Xi let out a "chi" laugh.

After finally sending away a few giant Buddhas, the rest of the place is still a mess and needs to be cleaned up.

Holding Zhuge Xi into the house, both of them felt that the bare wall was a bit glaring.

The painting was torn to pieces, and the white bird on the shoulder of "Gu Shan" disappeared.

Gu Yan came back to his senses first, and held Zhuge Xi's arm tightly, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Zhuge Xi stared blankly for a while, then stretched out his hand for a while, and patted him on the head comfortingly: "It's just one painting... I can draw ten or eight more..."

Gu Yan smiled wryly, and as soon as he lowered his head, his nose was filled with the cool and cold breath of the young master.

He took a deep breath, and he felt relieved again.

After setting up the people, Gu Yan stepped on the moonlight, turned around and went to Nanzhen Fusi.

The next day, I still came back to clean up the mess, light a fire to cook, and wait for the grooming.

A new crabapple tree was hung on the wall.

It's spring.