Cute fox's counterattack

In the spacious hall, one person is sitting at the table, and behind him are several servant girls.

The man didn't move, just sat there calmly, resting his chin with his hands, his eyes wandering, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Dongfang Chen strolled along the Jiuqu corridor, met a few maidservants along the way, their chirping voices sounded like the chirping of birds in the early morning; the maidservants saluted him one after another when they saw him: "Master, good morning."

Dongfang Chen smiled faintly, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved.

Seeing that the nine-curved corridor is about to end, there is an open space in front of you. There is a rockery on the open space, and there is a small pond around the rockery. There are a few cheerful little fish swimming in the water, and their swaying tails show their freedom.

Behind the rockery is the hall. Dongfang Chen can see the young man in white sitting at the table from this distance, with a trace of peace in his heart. in front of you.

The sight in front of him was suddenly blocked by something, the young man raised his head, showing a daze, and then joy, some stars appeared in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Dongfang Chen sat next to the young man, looked at the two maids behind him, and said softly, "Let's have dinner!"

The two maids bowed and went down.

Dongfang Chen turned to the young man, and the young man was also looking at him, with a pair of long and narrow eyes shining brightly; a pair of jet-black soft light, making people dizzy, the two of them just looked at each other for a moment, and smiled as they watched, Dongfang Chen spoke first: " Are you hungry?"

The young man nodded his head twice, and his tone was slightly coquettish: "I'm starving to death, brother is so slow!" After speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Dongfang Chen naturally knew that he was joking, but she still said: "If I am late in the future, you can eat by yourself first, don't wait for me, at home, just let them make whatever you want, don't be rigid."

The boy nodded his head back and forth, apparently impatient to hear, and lamented, "Brother, I know, I know...you've said this many times, and my ears will grow calluses if I hear it again." .” After finishing speaking, his eyes rolled around and he said, “Brother, you shouldn’t be very busy these days, right?”

Dongfang Chen was a little helpless, but when he heard the question behind him, although he was suspicious in his heart, he still shook his head and asked him with his eyes.

The young man was very happy when he heard it, his face was shining with brilliance, and his slender eyes were filled with unstoppable satisfaction and...mystery, the young man put away the smile on his face, and only uttered two words: "secret."

During the break between the two of them talking, breakfast was served on the seat, a bowl of hot bird's nest porridge, a few dishes of side dishes, and a dish of steamed stuffed buns.

Both of them stopped talking, and washed their hands in the basin handed by the servants, and went to wipe them with a cloth towel.

The young man picked up the prepared spoon and ate mouthfuls. Dongfang Chen occasionally picked up a few chopsticks for him, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled again.

After the two of them finished their breakfast, a few servant girls came in again and cleaned the table. The two servant girls brought two teacups, Dongfang Chen took them, and spit out the tea back and forth in his mouth, followed by Xueyan.

After sitting at the table for a while, the two servant girls brought a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of the table for the two of them. The fragrant hot air came to the nostrils and swept away the remaining food smell in the hall. After a few sniffs, I felt Refreshing.

Dongfang Chen picked up the teacup and sniffed it lightly at the tip of his nose, then poured it down. The bitter taste of the fragrance was lingering and lingering, and all the bitterness was sweet. Dongfang Chen liked this taste very much. He would drink a cup after every meal, not only To smell his fragrance.

However, the young man who was also holding the teacup secretly complained. The smell was really good, but it was torture for him to drink it. Since the last incident, he avoided it.

Just as the young man was about to speak, the butler suddenly appeared in the hall, holding a sandalwood brocade box in his hand. It was closed with exquisite carvings and handwork, which immediately attracted the young man's attention.

The housekeeper handed the brocade box to Dongfang Chen, staring at the brocade box closely, with some reluctance and... worry, the young man couldn't quite understand it, and had no choice but to look at the indifferent Dongfang Chen.

Dongfang Chen took the brocade box from the butler, and did not answer the boy's questioning gaze. Dongfang Chen said softly as usual, "Uncle Liu, is the carriage ready?"

The butler closed his eyes, looked away, and said with a bow: "Yes, young master, are you going to Young Master Yan's house now?"

Dongfang Chen nodded, stood up, walked up to the boy who also stood up, and said, "Xueyan, let's go."

Dongfang Chen and Xueyan walked out of the hall one after the other, and the housekeeper followed them. After walking a few steps, Dongfang Chen stopped without turning around, and said in a gentle voice: "Uncle Liu, today You will help me take care of the affairs of the house, Xueyan and I may come back later today, Uncle Liu, go and do your work, there is no need to send it off."

"Yes, young master." Uncle Liu's voice came from behind, with kind care in his old age.

Dongfang Chen stepped up again, Xueyan followed Dongfang Chen's pace, and rushed to his side, chirping at him from time to time, as if hesitating to speak.

Dongfang Chen was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "What do you want to say?" As she spoke, her eyes moved to the boy's face.

The boy's footsteps paused for a while, then he hurriedly followed, leaning towards him again, as if he was thinking about words, his lips trembling from time to time, and finally said: "Why are you... and I coming back late today? "Originally, I wanted to ask "What's in the brocade box in your hand?", but the words changed drastically.

Dongfang Chen pursed his lips and said nothing, only when he caught a glimpse of the boy's frowning eyebrows did he kindly explain: "We'll find out later."

It was the same carriage as before, with simple but exquisite patterns. The two corners on the top of the front of the carriage were slightly upturned, and a tassel with jade was tied on each corner. The color of the tassel was light green, and the flowing jade was blue-blue. , flashing dazzling arcs under the sunlight.

Dongfang Chen got into the carriage first, bowed on the carriage and stretched out his hand to the young man standing below. The luster from his white and slender fingers dazzled people's eyes, and he stretched out his hand unconsciously as if under control.

The boy's fingers are as white as cream, and the girl's pancreas is soft and delicate. I didn't expect his hands to be so soft. The skin is smooth. The skin touched by the fingertips is cool and smooth, which is very comfortable, and the person who holds it can't help but hold it. tighter.

Both of them were a little dazed, and looked at the two hands that were still holding each other. The young man's hand was slightly smaller, and half of it was wrapped in Dongfang Chen's palm, and only half of his fingers were still exposed.

For some unknown reason, Dongfang Chen suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded, his face was rosy, his eyes were confused for a moment, his fingers still had the warmth from before, and he took a deep breath So as not to let his unnatural complexion fade away.

The boy held it with the other hand the moment Dongfang Chen let go. He didn't speak, but the temperature in his palm was still so clear that his heart skipped half a beat.

The coachman got into the carriage, looked at the two people who were still standing in front of the carriage and said, "Master, should we go?"

After he finished speaking, Dongfang Chen came back to his senses. Before he went in, he immediately turned around and walked into the car, sat in the car, and the young man followed him in, and sat silently opposite.

The whole journey was silent, with only the sound of carriages and bustling people on the street, but nothing reached the ears of the two of them.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and when they heard the driver's voice, the two walked out of the carriage.There was another carriage parked beside them.

Mending standing in front of the door was not the two people last time, they put them in after saying hello to Dongfang Chen.

In the hall of the Yan Mansion, a woman's weeping sound could be heard faintly, the voice was sad, revealing the master's current mood; there was a soft comfort in the hidden part of this voice, which did not sound like a woman's voice.

None of the masters in the hall noticed the arrival of Dongfang Chen and Xueyan, but the butler standing behind the master of Yan Mansion noticed the existence of the two, walked two steps and whispered something in Yan Chonghui's ear, Then came a line of sight.

Dongfang Chen didn't stop walking, and continued to move forward. The people who heard the footsteps realized his existence. Dongfang Chen first saluted in front of Yan Chonghui: "My nephew pays homage to Uncle Yan."

Yan Chonghui pulled him up, his voice was a bit vicissitudes, and said: "Nephew, please get up." After speaking, he noticed the young man behind Dongfang Chen, took a look and asked, "Who is this?"

Dongfang Chen stood up, followed his voice, looked at the young man behind him, took a step back, stood beside the young man, and said: "This is Xueyan, my nephew's friend, today is my nephew's request He came here together, please don't blame Uncle."

His voice was full of humility and thoughtful etiquette. After hearing his words, Yan Chonghui's eyes were filled with peace, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Nephew, it's okay."

Suddenly, "Big Brother Dongfang."

Dongfang Chen looked towards the source of the sound, with his usual smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking in vain of the sandalwood brocade box in his hand, stretched out his hand to her, and said, "Zihan, this is for you."

Yan Zihan hesitated slightly, his fingers trembled, he reached out to take it, and said, "Thank you, Brother Dongfang, what is this?"

Dongfang Chen waved his hand, and when she was about to open it, he reached out and pressed on the brocade box, and said, "Don't worry about opening this one, today's Zihan is very beautiful." His voice was pure admiration, but the usual gentle voice was like jade Make her feel bad.

Yan Zihan remained silent, his eyes seemed to have watery glints, he blinked a few times, nodded, with a faint smile on his face, but he said blankly, "Thank you."

After the two finished speaking, they were speechless one after another. Yan Zixuan walked over from the second wife, glanced at the two of them, his eyes flicked on the young man, and said, "Father."

Yan Chonghui glanced at the second wife who was still stained with tears, then gave the young man a false look, and said abruptly, "Housekeeper, are you ready?"

The butler said respectfully, "Master, everything is ready."

Yan Chonghui nodded, turned his gaze to Yan Zihan and said, "Okay, let's go."

The second lady ran over suddenly at this time, but she couldn't hold on, and almost fell to the ground. If it weren't for the swift hands and feet of the maids around her, she might have fallen to the ground by now.

Without any further delay, Yan Chonghui walked out of the hall first, Yan Zihan bit his vermilion lips tightly, and walked out of the hall slowly without knowing the blushing.

Seeing the wheels rolling away, the second lady fainted from crying early, several maids sent her back to the room, and Yan Zixuan also rushed to the second lady's place when the wheels were leaving.

Yan Zihan was sitting in the carriage, holding the sandalwood brocade box tightly in his hands.Yan Chonghui sat across from her, he just glanced out of the corner of his eyes, he didn't say anything and didn't know what he was thinking.

Finally wanting to know, Yan Zihan couldn't hold it back, and stretched out his hand to open the brocade box. Inside the brocade box lay a round jade pendant. The body is pure white, without any impurities.

Yan Zihan didn't know what was wrong, his eyes seemed to have sand in them, they were astringent, and tears couldn't help falling down.

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