Rong Xuan

This Ning'er, at such a young age, dared to raise his head and say such well-known words to the "fifth uncle" who had never met before him. Sima Xuan's dark eyes were filled with a threatening cold light.

After exchanging eyes with Ning'er, the coldness emanating from Sima Xuan's body successfully frightened the child to lower his head.

So the fifth uncle took advantage of the victory to pursue and asked in a flat, declarative tone: "What is your name, boy, how old are you, where do you live, and who is your father?"

The anger and hatred that originally filled Ning'er's heart for being beaten and scolded by his aunt Sima Rong were frightened by the aggressive aura emanating from Sima Xuan in a blink of an eye. When asked by Sima Xuan, Ning'er became weak His small body trembled instinctively, and he clenched his fists tightly again.

"My name is Luo Buning. I'm nine years old. I live in Tongluo Lane in the north of the city. My father is Luo Yaozong, a civil servant of the Yanyang Army and Horse Command." The little guy answered as if gnashing his teeth.

Restless, restless restlessness?Cao Hui turned his head to look at Sima Xuan beside him.

I saw this person's side face with clear outlines, deep eyebrows and straight nose bridge. After hearing what the boy said, the corners of his cold mouth slightly curled up, and a sarcasm appeared on his face. However, the one in her mouth was because The canine teeth that were exposed with a sneer smashed the coldness and ruthlessness that this person pretended to be shattered.

Cao Hui heard Sima Xuan sneer and said: "You are so courageous at such a young age, Gu really wants to adopt you to raise you, but it's a pity that your surname is not Sima."

After finishing speaking, Sima Xuan led Cao Hui and turned around and walked forward.

Not long after she went out, Ning'er quickly chased after her, and was stopped by Liu Sheng five steps away from Sima Xuan and Cao Hui.

"What if my surname is Sima?" Ning'er staggered a bit before standing still, panting and asked, "Will you consider adopting me?"

"will not."

"Ask what?!" Ning'er asked, eyes widened with old bruises in the corners, filled with disbelief, astonishment and shock.

Sima Xuan gave Ning'er a cold look, "I have both sons and daughters."

Ning'er seemed to be in some kind of shock, so that the expression on her face was almost dull.

It wasn't until Liu Sheng said "Hey" to him that the child suddenly took a look at Cao Hui, and finally turned around and ran away as if waking up from a dream, but his back was staggering, as if his leg was injured.

"This child, he..." Cao Hui leaned forward slightly to look at Ning'er's thin back. He couldn't bear it, so he raised his hand and patted Sima Xuan's forearm lightly: "He's just a child, and you can't bear it at the same time." What did he say those words for?"

Sima Xuan turned his head, first took a look at his left arm that had been slapped by Cao Hui, and then forcibly suppressed his eyes full of ecstasy in secret, and the hatred for his deafness in his left ear that was born in his heart was finally in harmony. He looked at Cao Hui cautiously, "You, what did you just say?"

"I said, you are always gentle, how could you say such things to a child?" Cao Hui slightly raised his eyes, looking quietly at this person who was slightly taller than himself.

Suddenly, I don't know what Cao Hui thought of, but she frowned subconsciously: "Could it be that someone is trying to trick you again, trying to trick you into bullying you? Is it the lady just now? Or the child's?" Father... Luo Yaozong?"

Seeing Cao Hui in this state, Sima Xuan's heart trembled, as if someone had gently pinched the softest part of his heart, making it sore and soft, with a faint sense of pain.

"No, nothing," Sima Xuan raised his hand in a strange way, and gently pinched the center of Cao Hui's slightly frowned eyebrows with his callused thumb, "That child is smart, I just want to let you know." He knows what he can think about and what he can't think about, no one dares to bully me, don't worry."

The last four words were said by Sima Xuan in a low voice, as if she was used to it, every time she talked to Cao Hui, her tone could not help but carry a kind of careful care, for fear that if her tone was hard, Cao Hui would be taken care of. It looks like the emblem is hurt.

Cao Hui didn't dare to accept this offer, but in the end he couldn't blame Sima Xuan.

How much can a person live for the rest of his life?Or aspirations for the power and fame of Kyushu, or the wealth and honor of overwhelming the sky, or the friendship of high mountains and flowing waters, unparalleled love and hatred?

For Sima Yuanchu, the youngest super-rank prince of Dachao Kingdom, Sima Yuanchu, from the northern border where swords and guns were born and died, to Chang'an where hidden arrows are hard to guard against, she is worried, haunted, and worried. From the beginning to the end, but that one ear.

"Chao Guoren only picked up characters at the age of 20, why did you pick up characters at the age of 16?" Cao Hui continued to walk forward, quietly stretched out his hand hidden in his sleeve, and grabbed Sima Xuan's hand holding his wrist with his back—— The man's hands were as cold as cold, like frozen radishes just taken out of the snow.

Sima Xuan carefully and secretly looked at Cao Hui's expression, and saw no displeasure or other emotions he didn't want to see, so he said nonsense: "Maybe it's because my old man has nothing to do in his spare time, and when he thinks about it, he thinks about it. Come on—hey, I said, didn’t you pick up your characters when you were born? Why do you still ask me in a decent way? I haven’t asked you yet..."

"It's all decided by my parents and my father. Can I make the decision?" Cao Hui, who was pulled to the right by Sima Xuan, retorted instinctively: "I was still a child at that time, so what did my parents say?"

Sima Xuan raised her eyebrows, giving full play to the rascals she had learned during her 12 years in the military: "Isn't that enough? You and I were still children at the time, we couldn't help ourselves, so why make things difficult for each other."

Cao Hui: "..." The Sima Xuan next to her might be a fake Sima Xuan.

But in her mind, some words that the old matriarch had said to herself not long ago echoed.

The old lady said to her: "All the men in my Chao Kingdom held the crown ceremony at the age of 20, but the crown ceremony at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty was held at the age of 16. Do you know why? Because we are afraid that he will die at a young age. On the battlefield, you can’t keep the whole body, and you will become a lonely wild kid who can’t be named, and will be bullied by something next to you after you die.”

Thinking of his poetic and drunken years, a carefree and carefree 16-year-old, Cao Hui gave Sima Xuan a serious look, as if he was choked by Sima Xuan's nonsense, but actually The emotions hidden in it are simply difficult to express in words.

Sima Xuan seemed to understand the emotion hidden in that look, after being stared at, she laughed lowly instead.

Liu Sheng and Yu Yan, who were not far behind, heard their master's laughter, and subconsciously glanced at each other—the master rarely laughed like this outside in these years.

There was still snowflakes in the sky, but the two of them left the soft sedan chair, stepped on the freshly fallen snow on the road, chatted and walked back to Xikua Mansion.

Liu Sheng joyfully wrote down a note in the small notebook in his heart, so that if anyone said that his family's Jinglinghou people were less cruel, he would be able to refute it confidently.

Back at Qianzi Pavilion, Yuyan quickly brought a bowl of thick soup and medicine. Sima Xuan subconsciously wanted to find an excuse to go to sleep, but Cao Hui just looked at it with a look. Obediently took the medicine bowl.

However, seeing this young gentleman put the steaming medicine bowl on the table in front of him, his rather handsome face was solemn, and the thin scar on his forehead added a little bit of seriousness to his face. The sternness that could not be divided into anger and prestige caused Sima Xuan to carry a cold aura around him.

Those who didn't know thought that the right servant of the Ministry of punishment was interrogating some vicious prisoner-although the right servant of the Ministry of punishment did not have the power to interrogate prisoners.

However, the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment just stared at the medicine bowl, with a look of bitterness and hatred.

Cao Hui was amused by Sima Xuan's appearance, "It's just a few gulps, drink it as soon as you close your eyes, the more you think about the taste, the more you can't drink it, even if you stare at it again, it won't become sweet Ah, drink it quickly."

"Everyone is like 'Three cups of wine in the world of mortals, one cup of tea for great achievements in the future', but I am fine, with endless open and dark arrows, endless bitter soup..." Sima Xuan rarely shook his head and said a few words with emotion, It was then that he closed his eyes and heart as if he was generously going to a country, and took up the medicine bowl and poured down the bitter medicine.

Half a bowl of decoction entered his stomach, and Sima Xuan's handsome face immediately turned the color of eggplant, the kind of eggplant that had been frozen.

"Master is actually very happy in his heart." Liu Sheng smiled and took the empty medicine bowl and handed it to Yuyan. While dodging for a while to avoid Sima Xuan's squinting kick, he took out a letter from his arms and presented it. "The letter from Prince Kun was sent back together with the prince's family letter, and it was sent from the main mansion just now."

Sima Xuan put away his playful thoughts, and opened Sima Kun's letter expressionlessly.

Sima Xuan had the same habits as her father Sima Xiu, she liked to frown when she was thinking, and there was even a shallow line between her brows.

However, unlike Sima Xiu's imposing and powerful aura, whenever Sima Xuan frowned, her thin figure always gave people a feeling of loneliness and loneliness.

Cao Hui sat quietly on the warm couch, silently flipping through the Buddhist scriptures in her hand. She knew that Sima Xuan was just a cold-faced and ruthless, high-ranking and superior prince. In fact, this person had an outgoing and deep personality. , cheerful and lonely, if this person deliberately conceals, then he will not know anything anyway.

Unexpectedly, after Sima Xuan read the letter, he asked Yuyan to bring the letter to him. Cao Hui looked at the person who was sitting at the round table with a straight back in doubt.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I saw this man raised his legs, crossed his fingers and hugged his knees, his feet were swaying, and his long and narrow eyes were slightly narrowed. The letter in your hand, it’s written by that kid Yuan Zhi, aside from the two long-winded nonsense at the beginning, there’s a useful piece of news behind—”

As he said that, Sima Xuan tilted his head, his brows were lightly drawn together, and he showed a deliberate look: "The first wife of Deng Shichang, the cabinet, died of illness a few years ago... Tsk, why didn't you persist until her granddaughter got married... Although It is said that this has little impact on Yuan Zhi's marriage, but according to the reasoning of those literati, wouldn't this marriage have to be postponed?"

Holding the letter in his hand, Cao Hui thought about what Sima Xuan said, and said, "Deng Gongfa's wife is the child's grandmother. It stands to reason that the girl who is going to marry Yuanzhi doesn't have to be filial, but Changan's Those civil servants and ministers respect etiquette deeply, so Yuan Zhi's marriage may have to be postponed, when is the original date?"

"...August... It seems to be the third day of August," Sima Xuan hugged his knees with both hands, leaning back slightly, with a half-smile, even a bit unfathomable, "I don't really remember." These trivial things——have you noticed or thought of anything?"

Cao Hui felt guilty for a while when she saw her, even his eyes were a little dodged, he just pretended to look down at the letter, and hit the nail on the head: "I'm afraid you knew about this a long time ago, and you probably even thought about the countermeasures." If you want to trick me when you are idle and bored right now, Junhou's thoughts are really unusual."

"..." Sima Xuan rubbed his nose, wondering what bad water was turning in his stomach again.

Liu Sheng had suffered too much from such quilt talk, and when he saw the cold expression on his master's face, he instinctively chose to bow to the master and the mistress—to run away.

but--

"Liu Sheng," Sima Xuan whispered casually, Liu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, seeing Sima Xuan put down his legs, and slowly straightened his clothes, "Remember to ask someone to take a carriage to wait in the afternoon, and to go out to dinner with Madam alone in the evening .”

What Sima Xuan said was a bit unexpected.

Liu Sheng couldn't react for a moment, he was taken aback for a while before responding quickly, and then Sa Yazi withdrew from Shaojian.

But Cao Hui blurted out, "Your wound hasn't healed yet, so what do you want to do?"

Sima Xuan: "..."

Sometimes there is someone who is too smart by your side... No, no, no, she doesn't feel angry, yes, no, no matter how Huier treats her, she won't be angry.

The author has something to say:

Watching the manuscripts being consumed day by day. .That mood is like when the old landlord Lao Cai was criticized/fighted by the people, he was gloomy and gloomy.

Q: What does myopia feel like?

Answer: There are two moons in the sky.

Q: How does astigmatism feel?

Answer: There are two moons in the sky.

Q: What does myopia and astigmatism feel like?

Answer: There are four moons in the sky.

Then I was beaten uprightly, but I still feel wronged

Because what I said is obviously the truth (找手ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ)

thanks super funny ray