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Yuan Zanbi's eyes fell on the window intentionally or unintentionally. There was a pair of extremely ugly and gaudy vases. Last time Qiao Yu stared at them. Yu sent it over.

The voice of Yuan Zanbi's opening was soft and slow, as if he was afraid that Yuan Congjing would not be able to hear clearly, "After a hundred years of Ningyou's party affairs, there will be a public opinion, and my father said that I have selfish intentions." You may have met me once, or just acquainted with each other, Mr. Qiao is even closer to your elder brother, and he is still a student of his father, Qiao Yu grew up with me, so he can barely talk about childhood sweethearts."

Yuan Zanbi only talks about friendship, but not love.

Qiao Yu's breathing became lighter when he heard it, but he only heard Yuan Zanbi say calmly: "The saint forgets his feelings, I am not a saint, so naturally I have selfish intentions."

The two were speechless for a while.

Yuan Zanbi's background is not glorious, even though his father's status is extremely high, he was an existence that was tried to be erased in the Yuan family. If Yuan Zhanying hadn't insisted on taking Yuan Zanbi to build another house back then, it is not known where he appeared .

Yuan Zongjing's eyes fell on Yuan Zanbi's face.

Yuan Zanbi is naturally good looking, with a high nose bridge and extremely pure eyes, like a young man raised in a wealthy family who knows nothing about the world, but his lips are thin and he rarely smiles, so he looks like a Very unkind.

On that sunny day a few years ago, Yuan Congjing's eyes fell on Yuan Zanbi's face like this.

The child who had always been taciturn in front of him looked at him with red eyes, tears were about to roll down like beads in the blink of an eye, like a little beast who saw its lair destroyed, Yuan Jing was a little dazed, and couldn't catch it for a moment. He marginally thought of the little leopard that he picked up during the autumn hunt, and was covered in the blood of its mother.

This is not right.

His son should not face outsiders like this.

But Yuan Congjing was not in a hurry at that time, because he still had a long time to go, a few years, ten years, he could keep the Yuanzan pen by his side, and carve it into what he was most satisfied with bit by bit, The appearance of the son of the family.

What he didn't expect was that Yuan Zanbi ran to the border with Wei Shuai after that, and he didn't expect that he would save Qiao Yu with no future and no life.

Qiao Yu held her breath and concentrated for a long time but couldn't hear the two of them talking, so angry she couldn't help but thumped her thigh.

Han Tan, who was standing on the roof to give him some wind, saw this action, and just wanted to pass him a handkerchief, maybe it would be more dignified for Qiao Yu to stir the handkerchief.

Of course he didn't expect that since Qiao Yu, a dignified prime minister, came to eavesdrop in a colleague's mansion, it was no longer decent.

Right now, he is looking at Yuan Zanbi's face inch by inch. It is not as delicate as when he was a teenager, but it has not changed much, but anyway, it has nothing to do with him before, and he is not allowed to intervene in the future.

It was not the first time that Yuan Zanbi was looked at by Yuan Congjing like this, so he was generous and very natural. When he met Yuan Congjing's gaze, he even smiled slightly and said, "Father."

Yuan Congjing felt that this smile was a bit like Yuan Zanying.

The two brothers don't look alike, and their temperaments are even more polar opposite.

If the emperor knew that Yuan Congjing thought this way, he would be very surprised, because no matter how he looked at it, for several years, he didn't see anything like Yuan Zanying on the face of Yuan Zanbi.

In fact, the teenager Yuan Zanying left home and died too early afterwards. Yuan Congjing almost forgot the appearance of his parents and children. The smile was very gentle, and the sunshine in the room was just right. The smile of the youngest son vaguely resembled the shadow of the eldest son. Jing didn't know whether he should be relieved or not.

Only then did he realize that he was getting old. In the past, no matter how others mentioned Yuan Zanying, no matter whether it was praise or derogation, he would sneer, and others would naturally wink in silence, but now he feels soft-hearted because of the slight similarity.

It doesn't matter whether Yuan Zanbi has an affair with Qiao Yu or not.

Yuan Congjing said: "You have a close relationship with Qiao Yu, and the people around you get along day and night, so many inside stories are naturally clearer than an outsider like me." Even if Yuan Congjing's heart softened for a moment, he still couldn't say the words "people next to him," However, the authorities are obsessed with everything, Qiao Yu really..." For a moment, he couldn't think of Qiao Yu's advantages. Extremely vicious, who can keep the emperor after a hundred years?Who will protect him?It is Yuan Congjing's heart that Yuan Zanying died of illness before he lived long enough to marry a wife and have a child. The younger son's broken sleeve does not count, so is he going to be a widower in the future?He didn't know how the two of them got along, and after thinking about it, he only said four words, "He is very beautiful, but you know what he does. It's useless to talk too much, you can think for yourself."

Qiao Yu didn't expect that he could still get the four-character evaluation of Mr. Yuan Congjing's beauty, and he was flattered for a while, so he didn't beat his thigh again.

He thought happily, it can be seen that beauty is more important than virtue, he did all kinds of things before, but Yuan Congjing only mentioned his beauty.

But Qiao Yu seems to have forgotten that he has no such thing as virtue.

Yuan Zan wrote: "I understand my father's good intentions."

His tone was the same as always, but there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

This is not a gentle and tender smile of missing the one you love, but a smile that seems to be winning, and it disappears after a while.

How could Yuan Congjing not see it?

Others said that Yuan Zanbi was in collusion with Qiao Yu, that Yuan Zanbi was willing to degenerate, and others said that Yuan Zhanbi was deceived innocently, and that Qiao Yu's tricks were astonishing. What he cares about is whether the Yuanzan pen will be used by Qiao Yu, and he will be sad for no reason if he loses his power.

The suspicion in Yuan Congjing's heart slowly formed, and he asked, "Do you understand?"

Yuan Zanbi nodded, "I understand."

The two of them didn't know what they were thinking, and the atmosphere was not as tense as before.

Yuan Zanbi stood up and said: "The weather is fine today. If father is fine, why not..." He opened the window while talking, and when he saw people outside, he swallowed it as soon as I went for a walk with my father.

Qiao Yu was sitting in a wheelchair bored, and when Yuan Zan pen opened the window, he straightened his back—before the father and son were talking slowly and slowly like a riddle, he was bored listening to it, and saw a small purple flower blooming at his feet, and picked it up down.

Qiao Yu raised his head and met the eyes of Shang Yuan's Zanbi. He was still holding the flower in his hand. Although his expression was slightly startled for a moment, he immediately reacted and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, Mr. Yuan is also basking in the sun?"

"Qiao Xiang." Yuan Zanbi greeted politely, he didn't speak, but his eyes were full of why you were basking in the sun at my house.

Qiao Yu held the flower in one hand, and raised the other dryly to say hello to Yuan Congjing. His eyes were bent, his shape was like a big fox, "Yue... Good morning, Lord Yuanhou."

Yuan Congjing said expressionlessly, "Qiao Xiang."

Qiao Yu is simply the embodiment of the monster that seduces the children of good families in the novels. Yuan Congjing doesn't like him, but he thinks that Yuan Zan's pen is also making false claims, so he doesn't feel very disgusted.

Xiaoxue's lightness skills are amazing, he can fly but can't walk, when he bounced and landed in the yard, what he saw was Yuan Zanbi sending Yuan Congjing out, and Qiao Yu smiling and playing with flowers in a wheelchair.

In Xiaoxue's arms was a kitten with snow-white fur and eyes as beautiful as glass beads. The cat licked his chin, very obedient.

Yuan Congjing glanced at him, but said nothing.

Yuan Zanbi seemed to want to press the temple, but because of Yuan Congjing, he held back abruptly.

He has no relationship with his father, but it doesn't mean he is willing to embarrass himself in front of Yuan Congjing over and over again.

Xiaoxue held the cat in her arms and stood obediently aside, watching Yuan Zanbi send Yuan Congjing out.

As soon as the two of them left, he jumped to Qiao Yu's side. Because of being caught by Yuan Congjing, his steps were a lot heavier. He put the cat in Qiao Yu's arms, "Bring everything back to Zhao."

Qiao Yu reached out to pick it up, hugged the cat in his arms, and gently stroked the cat's soft and long hair with his slender fingers, "Thank you." He said this with a bit of embarrassment.

Xiaoxue said with a sullen face: "Sister, when the lord comes back, you can talk to the lord, I didn't intend to embarrass him in front of the lord."

Qiao Yu smiled and said: "It's okay, your adults should get used to it. Besides, your adults won't listen to what I say now." He is not as eccentric as usual, but he is not much better, "You say Woolen cloth?"

Xiaoxue's face collapsed even more upon hearing this.

It's not that he didn't know about Yuan Zanbi's anger with Qiao Yu.He couldn't persuade any of these two people, and he didn't dare to offend them, so he could only stand aside pitifully and watch Qiao Yu play with the cat.

After Yuan Zan sent Yuan Jing to the inner house, he didn't expect that Qiao Yu was still there, and he could go back by climbing over the wall, not to mention Hantan... He looked around, where is Hantan?

Mr. Yuan had nothing to say, but Qiao Yu looked at him with dark and beautiful eyes, as if waiting for him to say something, he thought carefully, thinking that no matter what he said, no matter what he said, Qiao Yu would think of that night, and said; "How did you come?"

Xiaoxue covered her face.

The minds of the adults in his family seemed to be fixed together with Qiao Xiang.

Xiaoxue glanced out of the corner of her eye, and saw Hantan standing on the roof not far away, with a little step, and flew over.

He didn't want to hear a word, for fear that he would be a fool.

Qiao Yu hugged the cat, and said, "I ran to you." He inserted the purple flower on the cat's fur, and as expected, he was given a paw unceremoniously, but he was not as quick as Qiao Xiang, who reached out and pinched it He pressed it on the soft cushion in a particularly irritating way, "Oh," he smiled smugly, he was indeed competing with a cat, "What a delicate little ancestor."

Yuan Zan pen watched him tease the cat with downcast eyes.

Mrs. Qiao is dressed in white today, almost merging with the cat.

In Yuan Zanbi's eyes, these are two cats, one big and one small, but the big one has sharper paws and is smarter.

At least for now, he still thinks so.

Yuan Zan wrote: "How did Qiao Xiang think of raising a cat?"

Qiao Yu said with a smile, "It's a gift from the little princess."

He has a pretty face and is very attractive. It seems that there is nothing wrong with saying that the little princess sent him.

Yuan Zanbi just wanted to ask if it was Princess Anping, but at that time there were rumors in the palace that the emperor did not want to marry Princess Anping and Qiao Yu because he treated Qiao Yu like a dog, and was afraid of making him angry again, so he said: "The hair color is like snow, and the eyes are like snow." Emerald." It was so beautiful that it could complement Qiao Yu.

How did Qiao Yu think that he was comparing such a soft little thing in Yuan Zan's heart, and he would definitely go crazy if he found out.

Qiao Yu raised his chin and said, "That's true."

With soft cat fur wrapped around his fingers, he scratched the cat's chin, and the little thing narrowed its eyes.

Yuanzan pen restrained his itchy hands.

The author has something to say:

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If I don't have a cat, I must let the protagonist in the article have a cat.

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