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Wei, is it safe for you to go out alone? "Xue Wanyi interrupted him and changed the subject.

"It's okay, someone followed secretly. I don't want to be troublesome, so I didn't let the attendant follow me." The prince was also dressed in ordinary clothes, with a green shirt, dull material, and ordinary workmanship. It's a friend from the rivers and lakes who came to visit, and he would never think of the prince.

They sat and talked again before getting up to say goodbye. They were about to talk to Hongyi when they found that he had fallen asleep with his head tilted against Tang Ziao's chest. He laughed a few times and waved to Tang Ziao. She signaled him not to get up, said a few words to Xue Wanyi, and walked out of the door alone.

He went out the door, butler Li came over and entered the room.

Tang Ziao carefully put down the red clothes, pulled the quilt over him, and asked in a low voice, "How do you know he is the prince?" Said he belonged to the prince.

"It was the second prince who ran into the prince when he went out, and the two greeted each other. Don't worry, master, no one heard it except me." The housekeeper has followed Tang Ziao for many years, and he has only a half-knowledge about his father's generation since he stayed in the Tang residence. of.

"kindness."

Xue Wanyi tucked the quilt into the red clothes, got up and walked out of the room, and went back to her yard.

Looking at the sleeping sweet red clothes, Tang Ziao sat on the head of the bed with a dignified expression. After a long time, he also took off his shoes, lifted the quilt and lay down. Feeling that his body was still cold after sleeping for a long time, he leaned over to hug him tightly. He stretched out his arms to wrap around him and put them on his chest.

Not long after, the blanket was warm, and the red-clothed body hugged the hot stove in his sleep and refused to let go.

Tang Tang Jiajia

Ever since the second prince and the crown prince came, the days have been quiet, no one has disturbed them, and Hong Yi has nothing to do on weekdays, so he just stays beside Tang Ziao and follows him every step of the way.

It is natural to sleep together, and it has long been a habit. In addition, the red clothes expand outward step by step from eating, walking, etc., which are taken for granted.He was watching Tang Ziao's work. After watching for a long time, he leaned over and sat next to him, then moved to his side, and finally pushed his arms away and sat directly on his lap. Seeing helplessness, he reluctantly pushed away Looking at the subordinates below coughing and looking away, Hong Yi smiled triumphantly, then shrank into his arms obediently, trying her best to keep him from being distracted by her existence, until Tang Zi When Ao saw him walking into the hall, he pulled him away, until those subordinates thought he didn't exist, and it became a matter of course that the red clothes nestled in Tang Ziao's arms.

He has a slender frame and a handsome appearance. Everyone regards him as a child, and it is only natural for a father to hold a child. Apart from the initial awkwardness and incompatibility, those subordinates gradually regard the two as one. Every time I see him, I will ask a few words.Although Tang Ziao was quite helpless in relying on the red clothes, he was always unable to refuse, and as time passed, he would let him like it. He thought, in a few more years, when the child grows older, when he is fifteen or sixteen years old, It should be less dependent on him, these years, just let him.

The weather is getting colder and colder every day. In recent days, the Tang Mansion has become more and more lively, because the Chinese New Year is coming soon.Although Tang Ziao doesn't like to be too extravagant, it is the most important festival of the year anyway, not to mention that this year he found the red dress again. After being kidnapped by someone and retiring from the position of leader, he went to his friend's small island alone, and lived a life like a fairy who didn't care about the world. on the way.

Obviously, this year's New Year's Eve will be the busiest in the past ten years.

Butler Li was very excited. He sent people to the street to buy a lot of new year's goods. Those left over from previous years were all discarded and replaced with new ones. He even made two more festive clothes after asking for instructions. The corridors, columns, and pavilions are all hung with red lanterns, tied with red ribbons, and large blessing characters and couplets are pasted on every door and window.He also made a few more pieces of red clothes. The proprietress invited by Steward Li looked at the appearance of the red clothes and made gestures for a long time. She insisted on suggesting that he make a bright red outer shirt with a small jacket inside. In the big winter, it is like a lucky doll.Tang Ziao left all these matters to Butler Li. Originally, Butler Li thought that the age of the red dress should not be such a childish color. Holding the red cloth and gesturing to him, he felt that this child should wear it like this, so Tang Qianxiang, who hadn't worn bright red for several years, also made one.

After the dress was in their hands, Tang Qianxiang was so cold-tempered that he couldn't help throwing it aside angrily, unwilling to wear it anyway, and wanted to change it to another color.And the red clothes hugged the thick satin clothes that felt slippery to the touch, and he was happy. He originally thought that the color was beautiful and the clothes were the most eye-catching, but since he came here, most of the clothes Tang Ziao gave him were It is light white or blue, purple and so on.This time, taking advantage of the Chinese New Year and the fact that Butler Li served as a shield for him, he was finally able to wear it.

Today is the 29th of the Chinese New Year. As soon as the clothes arrived, the red clothes went back to the house and changed, and hurried out to look for Tang Ziao, but they couldn't find him after searching all over the place. Account reconciliation in the side hall.

When I came to the side hall, I peeked in through the crack of the door. Tang Ziao was flipping through a few account books to check. The red clothes pushed the door open and ran over slowly. Tang Ziao pushed down his arm on the table, sat on his lap unceremoniously, wrapped his arms around his neck, raised his chin, straightened his waist, and asked in a high voice, "Am I pretty today?"

Tang Ziao put down the account book, looked at the red clothes in the newly made clothes, his excited face was flushed with red, reflecting the red color of the silk clothes, as cute as a doll in a New Year picture, and he was rarely interested in teasing him :"pretty……"

Seeing that Hongyi was about to grin, his small face was shining brightly, he continued: "The clothes are beautiful."

Hong Yi's expression was fixed there, mouth angry, rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, his waist slumped down, and said every word: "I'm asking about me, not clothes!" Jumping off Tang Ziao, he stood a few steps away He stretched out his hands, turned around, and looked at him with burning eyes.

Tang Ziao withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Boy, how can I describe it as beautiful."

He can't lie, he can only avoid the topic, but the male and female looks are still so beautiful, Tang Ziao is faintly worried, although he said that he can ensure that he will not be bullied by others, but in case, in case there is any accident, Tang Ziao sighed secretly, this child has the same temper as a little girl, she likes to act like a baby, likes to hug people, and likes to wear bright colored clothes, just as she was thinking about it, the red-clothed side rushed over again and hit her straight into his arms, very dissatisfied, snorted twice, and stopped asking, took his hand and asked him to try on new clothes.After looking at the account book on the table, he put it away in a drawer, and took the red-clothed hand back to the room.

On New Year's Eve, Tang Mingxuan also rushed back from the small island, and the whole family sat together to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.Hong Yi and Tang Qianxiang were both children, and they sat next to each other. Next to them were Tang Ziao, Tang Mingxuan, Xue Wanyi, and Li Butler, who grew up in Tang's parents. Their family also sat at the table.There are seven people in total, which is considered lively.

After the meal, several adults gave the children lucky money one by one. From the oldest to the youngest, the red clothes were given first. The grandpa Tang Mingxuan gave the same as the new year's money as a meeting gift. The lovely child happily picked him up and kissed him a few times before letting go. The second one was Xue Wanyi, who was about to kneel down. Xue Wanyi smiled and pulled him over, rubbed his head, gave him a red envelope, and got a crisp sound Loud mother, when Tang Ziao came in front of him, Tang Ziao couldn't help being a little excited, and unconsciously squeezed the hand on the side slightly.

Hongyi frowned a little, didn't kneel down, just approached, took Tang Ziao's red envelope, lowered her head in silence, did not speak for a long time, the original joyful atmosphere froze all of a sudden, embarrassment spread a little bit, Tang Ziao's fists clenched and then loosened, finally hanging powerlessly by his side.Seeing this, Xue Wanyi immediately pulled the red dress over and asked softly, "Why don't you call me Daddy?"

Hong Yi just bowed his head and said nothing, refusing to say anything.

Butler Li immediately pushed Tang Qianxiang forward and asked him to call out one by one, and received the red envelopes. This is how the New Year's Eve is over.

After setting off the firecrackers, when the time passed, the sleepy ones walked out of the hall and went back to the house to prepare for a rest.Hongyi stood silently at the back, listening to the footsteps in front of her walking away one by one, biting her lower lip tightly, but suddenly saw those familiar big hands stretched out in front of her, Hongyi raised her hands and held them, The tears that I had endured for a long time were about to fall out, I sucked my nose hard, and forced it back, followed by a vague sigh, I jumped into the air, and was hugged by the base of my thigh, like a Like a child of a few years old, sitting on Tang Ziao's arm with his buttocks supported, the red dress turned his head and buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder, feeling the heat from the person who was clinging to him continuously in the biting cold wind. And warmth, let him just think about it for the rest of his life.Along the way, both of them were very silent.