Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

Seeing the empress' embarrassment, Zi Hua pulled An Xining's sleeve to stop his conversation, and said to the empress: "You don't have to be embarrassing, there are some things that Xining and I need to go through on our own, it's a good thing if you agree Our best support."

The queen gave him a gratified look: "I will persuade the emperor more, if you two can live a good life, it will be the best repayment for us parents."

Zihua and An Xining agreed in unison.

The two of them talked with the queen again before sending her back to the palace. It was just around noon, and An Xining took Zihua to Juxian Tower in the city for dinner.

As soon as he entered the door, the little second who entertained him last time came out to welcome him: "Master, you are here again, please come inside, but it is still the private room where you were with Mr. Xiang last time?"

"Well, is there anyone there?"

"No, I'll take you there, little one."

After entering the private room to sit down, An Xining ordered a few dishes under Xiao Er's introduction and asked him to go down and prepare them. Zihua teased him: "I didn't expect you to be a regular customer here, and you even have a special private room."

An Xining snickered, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Zi Hua, this is the place where we first met, how can we be unfamiliar."

Seeing that Zihua's ears were red because of the hot air in his ears, Ruyu's earlobe was a little glittering and translucent pink, which was very cute, An Xining couldn't help but look happy, and leaned over to wrap his earlobe in his mouth□□ Suck ~ suck.

The little inkstone on the side blushed and felt his heart beat, annoyed that his master would lose his dignity when he saw the young master, and wished that he would become an invisible person so that he would not appear in front of them.

From the corner of her eye, Zihua glanced at the small inkstone that was tightening her body, feeling a little embarrassed, pushed away the obsessive An Xining and let him sit upright.

Knowing his scruples, An Xining took out some silver from his bag and sent the small inkstone out, then turned to look at Zihua, as if begging for praise, Zihua ignored him, picked up the tea on the table and drank it.

"Zi Hua, do you remember the Xiang Daocai who gave you to me?"

"Of course I remember. I have been in Xiang's family for nearly a hundred years. I do have some talent in this way, and I am a clean and honest official. I just don't know how to accommodate and adapt. I am still a small official with a clean sleeve."

An Xining became unhappy, and asked sourly: "You have been in the Xiang family for so many years, have you shown yourself to them?"

Zi Hua was speechless: "What kind of vinegar are you eating?"

"I eat your vinegar, I want to eat vinegar all over your body!"

Zi Hua silently picked up the vinegar on the table, poured out a small dish and handed it to An Xining: "This is the vinegar I poured myself, you can eat it."

"..." An Xining looked at Zi Hua with a pure face on the opposite side, always feeling like being tricked, feeling stuffy and unhappy.

At this moment, Xiao Er passed on the dishes, and the table was full. An Xining took the opportunity to peel an anchovy prawn for Zi Hua and put it in his bowl. Dip it in the vinegar and eat it. After eating, he said to An Xining: "Vinegar can only be used as a seasoning agent. A little dipping in a little tastes great, but if you drink too much, it will hurt your stomach."

Seeing that An Xining was silent, Zi Hua tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked: "Do you think there is anyone in the world who is more stupid than you? When it came out of the painting, I personally didn’t think it was a monster.”

Is this explained to him in disguise?An Xining immediately smiled: "Zihua is right, this kind of unreasonable jealousy is simply unacceptable! After all, that Xiang Daocai is still our matchmaker. I asked my emperor brother to bring him to the household department. Then But it's a fat gap."

Zi Hua picked up some food with his chopsticks: "That depends on whether he can catch it. Qingshui Yamen still has three gold pieces. It just depends on the person."

Halfway through the meal, Zihua got bored and opened the window. This room has windows on two sides, one side faces the street and the other side faces the lobby. The street is noisy and windy, so he opened the window facing the lobby .

Because the end of the year is approaching, more officials come to report on their duties, and family members and relatives move around frequently, and the Juxian Tower becomes lively. Lots, but not noisy.

On the platform in front of the lobby, there was a storyteller holding a fan in one hand and a bamboo board in the other. He was telling the story of the expedition to the North. When he talked about An Xining’s disaster, Zi Hua cried when he rescued him. He lamented that heroes cherish heroes, Lifelike, as if he himself was present at the scene.

An Xining shook his head and said, "What he said is wrong. It's not that heroes cherish heroes, but that heroes love beauties."

Zihua glanced at him and said nothing, his ears were sharp, and he heard young men at a table discussing An Xining's affairs, and looked at him with a half-smile after listening: "Someone down here is worrying about your marriage. From the granddaughter to the general's daughter, to the niece whose surname is Wang, all of them sound stunning, you are truly blessed."

An Xining said with a bitter face: "Zi Hua, you know that I don't want anyone but you."

Zi Hua curled his mouth and said with a smile, "I don't know."

"..."

At this moment, a woman in full dress walked into the lobby, she looked like a young girl in her prime, her face was covered by a white gauze, but she couldn't see her face clearly, but her pair of water-cut autumn eyes looked forward to shine, and they caught people's attention in a short time. Soul, dark clouds and towering temples, with colorful butterfly hairpins on it, which sway gently with the movement of your steps. You are wearing a brocade jacket with gold carved hundreds of butterflies, and a scarlet brocade inlaid fox fur cloak on the outside. Huajiao, with a slender figure, moves like a weak willow in the wind, moving forward gracefully, and after the person passes, the fragrant wind blows, which arouses infinite reverie.

Following her was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old maidservant, wearing double buns, wearing a pink jacket, with a pretty face, bright eyebrows and bright eyes, seeing everyone showing obsessed looks at her young lady. He looked disdainful.

Facing the rushing Xiaoer, the little maid had a haughty attitude, raised her little chin and said crisply: "Go and prepare a private room for my young lady. It must be clean and undisturbed. If it is done, you will be indispensable for the reward."

Xiao Erlian claimed it was, and carefully led the two of them upstairs. When passing by An Xining's private room, the well-dressed woman seemed to glance unintentionally through the open window, and then left.

An Xining's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't noticed who the woman was until he caught a glimpse just before he left, and he remembered that this was his concubine from the previous life, Li Weiyuan's daughter Li Simi. How could she meet by such a coincidence? Come on, is this God's will?

Zi Hua looked at An Xining beside him thoughtfully: "Do you know that woman just now?"

An Xining just wanted to deny it, but when she saw Zihua's determined eyes, she showed timidity, and said vaguely, "I've seen it before, but I don't know her. She seems to be Li Weiyuan's daughter."

"Oh?" Zi Hua fiddled with his chopsticks, "I thought you two were very familiar, seeing how guilty you were just now."

An Xining was sweating: "Is there? By the way, Zihua, do you think this room is very hot, let's close the windows."

Before he got up to go to the gate, Zi Hua smiled and said: "Why bother." Before the words fell, An Xining felt light on his body. A gust of cold wind blew through his thin long gown, shaking him like a cold leaf in the wind.

Zihua looked at me with a very understanding expression: "Xining, I am so caring, are you satisfied?"

An Xining wanted to cry but had no tears: "Zi Hua, I'm cold..."

In the private room next door, the little girl in pink took off Li Simi's cloak and put it aside, then she came back and said: "Miss, did you see the two young masters sitting next to us just now?"

Li Simi nodded, took a sip from the teacup on the table reservedly, and put it down with a frown: "This tea can only quench your thirst, it's better to serve a cup of clear tea."

The little girl in pink nodded in agreement, and Li Simi continued: "I have never seen the young man in white, but the one sitting next to him. This lady looks like the fifth prince of today. I came out with you last time to watch his army triumph. It’s too far away, and he’s covered in armor, which can’t be seen clearly.”

The little servant girl covered her lips and smiled: "I heard that the fifth prince is young and unmarried. The queen is in a hurry to choose a princess for him. Miss..."

Li Simi sneered: "My father and the queen belong to two factions. I wonder if my lady's name will appear there."

The little maid knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, so she shut her mouth and dared not say any more. Li Simi smiled, and said softly: "But who can stop what this lady wants, even if there is no fifth prince, isn't there still other royals and nobles?" ?”

When An Xining and Zihua came out, they rubbed their noses and hugged the clothes they had come back with great difficulty. Their noses were red and their eyes were watery, just like a little daughter-in-law who had been raped.

A seller of candied haws passed by the two of them. The bright red fruits are very attractive, and they are very attractive in bunches. Zi Hua couldn't help but turn his eyes away. He held a bunch of fruit in his hand, and licked the round fruit in his mouth. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, with a look of happiness on his face.

Zihua looked enviously, but he didn't dare to ask people to buy it, for fear that people around him would laugh at him as childish, but An Xining's eyes were so sharp, he immediately noticed Zihua's careful thinking, went up and bought two bunches, and kept one in the In his hand, the other string was given to Zihua.

Zi Hua held it in his hand, and turned his eyes dubiously: "Why do you buy this?"

An Xining suppressed a smile: "Because I want to eat, and I want you to eat with me."

Zi Hua tried his best to suppress his upturned face, and said with bright eyes, "Then I will accompany you."

The sweet and sour candied gourds are eaten in the mouth. Although they are not as delicious as they look, they are more novel and interesting. Zi Hua still likes them quite a bit. The bright red sugar residue sticks to his mouth, which makes An Xining's heart itch , wanting to lick it off.

His eyes were dim, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Zi Hua, that's not how you eat candied haws."

Zi Hua looked at him in confusion, An Xining's throat became tighter and tighter: "Let's go home first, and then I will teach you how to eat candied haws."