Rong Xuan

Sima Xuan ran all the way to Cuowan Pavilion at a leisurely pace, he was so anxious that he didn't care about the so-called gentleman's manners at all, he just wished he could rush to Cuowan Pavilion and bring those two deadly little ancestors out in one step.

He ran to the entrance of Cuowanxuan, stood still, straightened his slightly loose robe, straightened the hair crown on his head and the tie hanging in front of his body, took a few deep breaths to calm down his shortness of breath, until he felt After his demeanor returned to normal, Sima Xuan, the Marquis of Jingling, pushed the door calmly and walked in with a marquis.

"Daddy!"

The tall and slender man in the black robe walked into the room through the curtain, Sima Qing slid down from the warm couch, and fell on Sima Xuan with two chubby little arms.

She put her arms around Sima Xuan's neck and buried her face in the adult's neck, "Daddy, you are so cold, Qing'er will warm you up." As she said, her two small arms wrapped around Sima tightly. Xuan's neck.

"Huan'er, come here." Sima Xuan hugged Sima Qing on his right arm, and calmly waved his left hand to Sima Huan who had slid down from the warm couch obediently.

Sima Huan seemed to be a little afraid of Sima Xuan, he lowered his head and hesitantly moved to Sima Xuan's side step by step, and called out "Dad" in a low voice.

"It's getting late, go back to your aunt." Sima Xuan tried his best to look calm and calm as usual, and turned around to hand Sima Qing in his arms to the panting nanny who came after him.

Sima Qing, who was four or five years old, did not let go of her arms around Sima Xuan's neck, her small mouth shrunk, and tears welled up in her big black eyes, her childish voice seemed to contain great grievances: " Daddy, I don't want to leave, I want to be with Daddy..."

Sima Xuan withdrew his arms and continued to hug Sima Qing, then looked down at Sima Huan who was standing beside him.

Sima Huan and Sima Qing are twins. He is standing there timidly with his head down. Around his neck is a gold collar decorated with multicolored wreaths. A gold lock with a small bell hangs from the collar. The four words "Peace and Joy" on the table are softly glowing under the light of the candle.

"You don't want to go to your aunt's house either?" Sima Xuan's face was a little dark, and his whole body was dignified.

Sima Huan's small body trembled when he heard the words, he was so frightened that he knelt down and fell to the ground, not daring to answer.

Sima Qing, who was acting like a baby in Sima Xuan's arms, was frightened. She quickly twisted her body and knelt down beside her brother. The young brother and sister were silent in front of their father together.

Sima Xuan didn't want to show off in front of the two little people like this, but these two children sneaked out from the general's mansion today, and they frightened their aunt, Sima Xuan's eldest sister, Sima Ying, These two dared to mess around like this at such a young age, what will happen in the future?

"What's a good explanation is, why should you be... a father to embarrass your child." A woman's gentle voice sounded from behind, causing Sima Xuan to turn sideways and look back.

It was Cao Hui, who walked in from the outside without any hassle in simple clothes, with the chill of the winter night on her body, and a half-sized food box in one hand.

Looking at Yuyan who came in after Cao Hui, she also carried the same food box in her hand.

Sima Xuan lowered his eyelids a little dodgingly, not daring to make any eye contact with Cao Hui.

She lowered her head and glanced at the two children kneeling on the ground, and said in a gentle voice: "You are naughty and disturb your purity, I will pick them up."

Saying that, Sima Xuan squatted down and picked up Sima Qing from the ground, and then freed up another hand to pull Sima Huan who knew he was in trouble and dared not make a sound, and walked away.

……

Sima Xuan slowed down after walking a long distance from the Wanwanxuan, and eased the panic that he forcibly hid under the cold aura.

Isn't that right, every time I see Cao Hui, even though I mustered up my courage, I'm still as timid as a mouse when I see a cat - what I owe her can't be repaid even if I spend my whole life.

"Daddy, Daddy..." Sima Qing leaned on Sima Xuan's not-so-generous shoulders, her chubby little fingers were picking at the neckline of Sima Xuan's official robe, and her soft voice sounded like raving: "Is she mother?"

Sima Xuan's footsteps stopped abruptly.

"No." The two words without hesitation shattered the beautiful dreams of the two innocent children coldly and mercilessly.

"When will the mother come back?" When Sima Qing asked this sentence, Sima Huan who followed beside him also quietly pricked up his ears.

Sima Xuan: "Don't think about it, your mother will never come back."

Xiao Qing'er is a very smart child, she was stunned for a moment after hearing Sima Xuan's words, she seemed to know what "never come back", she suddenly buried her little face in her hands and burst into tears .

Weeping and complaining: "It turns out that what brother Qibao and Caiyan said is true. No one wants Qing'er and brother anymore. Mother doesn't want us anymore. Daddy doesn't like us either. Brother and I really don't want anyone. wow..."

Sima Huan was pulling his father's clothes and standing beside him with a sad face, but suddenly he heard his father lower his head and ask himself, "Do you like that lady in that yard?"

"She is Daddy's wife," Sima Huan raised his neck and looked at Sima Xuan, fearful, but he spoke like a four or five-year-old child, even with Sima Xuan's indifferent attitude : "It's the direct mother of Hai'er and younger sister, so Hai'er naturally likes it."

"Who told you that she is the first mother?" Sima Xuan squatted down to try to be as close to Sima Huan as possible, and even used a half-bent leg as a stool for Sima Qing to sit on. The faint tension in her betrayed her uneasiness at the moment.

Sima Huan couldn't answer for a while, but he also couldn't understand the emotion in Sima Xuan's eyes. He and "father" looked at each other for a while, and finally lowered his eyebrows, threw himself into Sima Xuan's arms with red eyes, and said The younger sister Sima Qing who was at a loss burst into tears together.

Probably the twins are the same in some respects, and Sima Huan, like Sima Qing just now, explained while crying: "My child once saw a beautiful portrait in Daddy's study, Huai Yingweng said it was Although Huan'er's first mother is always covering her face, the boy knows that she is her first mother..."

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Cuowan Xuanli:

After Sima Xuan took the two children away, Cao Hui casually handed over the food box in his hand to the little maids and asked them to eat it by themselves.

Yuyan followed Cao Hui through the top room and went directly to the second room where the bedroom was located, and asked: "Madam, you haven't eaten yourself, why don't you let Mama Shu pass the meal?"

"Then there will be Lao Shu's mother, just pass some light porridge." Cao Hui stopped, and turned to Yuyan with a slight nod, "Thank you."

"Yes, I'm going now, slave." Yuyan put her hands on her knees and bowed to Cao Hui respectfully, then immediately turned around and walked out of the house, feeling a little sad in her heart.

She had served Cao Hui a long time ago, from the time Cao Hui married into Sima's family, to the time when the former chief minister's rebellion happened, she served Cao Hui for two full years.

Yuyan remembered that Cao Hui, the young lady at that time, had both the arrogance of the daughter of a famous noble family and the humility of a scholar and lady who was famous all over the world. The reason is appropriate, and it can help the family members of the Sima family to communicate with various secular relationships in a proper manner.

All in all, the young lady Cao at that time was the most proud daughter-in-law of the Sima family.

"Master?" As soon as Yuyan left the house, she met Sima Xuan who had returned with the child: "Greetings to the master, greetings to the eldest son and eldest daughter."

"What are you doing?" Sima Xuan asked Yuyan warmly while holding his daughter.

"Back to the master, the lady has not had dinner yet, and the servant is about to pass the meal."

Sima Xuan nodded: "Then ask Mother Shu to bring more food, the three of us have never eaten." After saying that, he lifted the curtain and went into the room.

Cao Hui had already heard the conversation between Sima Xuan and Yuyan at the door of the house, turned around to greet the person who came up at the door, and bowed his knees to Sima Xuan without saying a word.

"The two of them really like you so much, I can't take them away by force, and they cried and made noises on the way," Sima Xuan went in and put the two children side by side on the warm couch, pointing to their weeping little faces. , the always hoarse voice sounded quite helpless: "I have to hug you back to disturb you."

Cao Hui pursed her lips and remained silent, she knew that little belated thoughts in Sima Xuan's stomach, and she couldn't bear to expose them for a while, so she followed them silently.

Sima Qing was a villain, she immediately slid off the warm couch when she heard this, ran over to Cao Hui, and hugged Cao Hui's leg without letting go.

She looked up with her crying face, choked and said: "Brother said you are mother, but you said you are not mother, but daddy didn't say no, then you are Qing'er and brother mother!"

"..." Cao Hui was dazzled by Xiao Qing'er's conclusive words, so he simply squatted down and hugged Qing'er into his arms, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her face Tears that were not dry, let the maid listen to the hot water coming in from the bamboo.

After half a stick of incense, Sima Xuan sat quietly at the dining table where the food was fragrant and hot. Not far away, Cao Hui was washing the face and hands of Sima Qing and Sima Huan one by one.

"Oh~ Let's eat!!" Sima Qing, who had washed her face and hands first, waved her two chubby hands, and ran towards Sima Xuan with meat rolling.

Cao Hui then pulled Sima Huan, who was more stable than his younger sister, over, and when he looked up, he saw that the corner of Sima Xuan's mouth seemed to be curled into a faint smile. Cao Hui immediately looked away and stopped looking there glance.

Sima Xuan originally didn't intend to pursue the matter of the two little guys sneaking back from the general's mansion overnight. Seeing the pink and tender Xiao Qing'er rushing to his side, Sima Xuan stretched out his hand to grab Sima who was climbing up on his knee. Sunny sat on her lap.

Raising his hand to touch her forehead, he smiled warmly, his dark eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness: "You little brat who wants to expose the roof of the house, why don't you want to talk about any rules?"

"Qing'er follows. I have learned the rules from the fifth mother for a long time." Sima Qing turned her head and looked at Sima Xuan with a small face, her eyes were full of seriousness: "Qing'er is just too happy and hungry, and forgot to talk about it for a while." It's all about the rules, Daddy, do we have to talk about the rules now? The food might get cold."

"..." The small scar on Sima Xuan's forehead jumped a few times helplessly: "Then let's not talk about it, let's eat first."

Yuyan picked up Sima Huan and put him on the stool under Cao Hui, and stood aside to serve his little master for dinner.

Cao Hui picked up Xiang Qingyu's ebony chopsticks and was about to start eating. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sima Xuan was feeding Sima Qing, and the movements in his hands slowed down unconsciously.

A long time ago, she had thought that one day she might have a child, whether it was a son or a daughter, Sima Xuan would dote on this child very much, this person was different from the children of aristocratic families who spent their days and nights and never cared about their children.

This man is very careful.

Cao Hui thought, if the child is a son, then Sima Xuan will teach him all his skills of protecting the country, teaching him the art of war, and teaching him the Wuhen sword; He would hold her and play in the huge courtyard, fluttering butterflies, swinging, riding horses, and flying kites.

But after all, those are just the past that Cao Hui imagined when he was young, a past that was turned over by bloody winds as history, and a past that was covered by appalling facts.

But the scene in front of me overlapped exactly with a certain vision in the past, which made people feel overwhelmed, hated and loved.

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Not long after the meal, the brother and sister, who had run away from home for the first time in their lives, fell asleep in the arms of Cao Hui and Sima Xuan respectively. Yuyan reached out to take Sima Huan away from Cao Hui's arms, but saw Sima Xuan Although Huan was fast asleep, one small hand was tightly holding onto Cao Hui's skirt.

"I'll just hold him," Cao Hui slightly raised her unveiled face, and under the candlelight, the scar covering her face was gentle and peaceful: "You and Tingzhu go fetch some hot water, if It would be nice to find some of the clothes they were wearing..."

"I have clothes at home." Sima Xuan, who was sitting far away by the stove, finally found a chance to speak, turned his head to look at Yuyan, and said in a hoarse voice, "You asked Liu Sheng to take you there, it should be all in it." In the secondary room of Chongguang Academy, just take it over.”

Yuyan led the order to retreat, and the room fell into silence for a while, but Tingzhu quickly fetched water, so Cao Hui and Tingzhu familiarly wiped the hands and feet of the twins.

After playing around all day, the children slept soundly and calmly, carefree.

After tidying up, Cao Hui placed the two little guys on the bed that was usually used for naps on the inner side of the partition.

Outside the canopy partition, after waving Tingzhu and a few other maidservants away, Sima Xuan poured a cup of hot tea and put it in Cao Hui's hand, and retreated knowingly to sit by the stove ten steps away from Cao Hui.

"The two of them are Bing'er's children," Sima Xuan stretched out his hands close to the knee-high small red copper auspicious cloud animal head heater, as if he was warming up the fire, and seemed to be staring at his own hands, his voice was hoarse and slightly Nasal voice, "Do you still remember Bing'er, she is my third sister from a concubine."

Cao Hui looked towards Sima Xuan with blurred vision through the steam from the teacup and the teapot.

I saw that person facing sideways, his back was as straight as a green pine, and the lines of his side face were no longer as soft as when he was a teenager, but more determined, and the light from the lamp behind him illuminated Sima Xuan's entire body. It was vague and vague, and looked a little unreal.

"You don't want to hear these things." Sima Xuan laughed lightly, half-deprecating himself, "I've lost my head... Anyway, the nannies should come over from the eldest sister's house, you... don't worry about it If they are tired, they should go to rest earlier."

Cao Hui withdrew his gaze, looked down at the scar left by the fire on the heart of his right hand, and said with a gentle voice, "Qing'er said you were injured, can you ask the doctor to look at it?"

It was just a word of concern that seemed so normal to others, but Sima Xuan turned her head suddenly in surprise. She looked at Cao Hui in disbelief, her dark and bright eyes were full of joy and surprise.

"It's just a small injury, it's okay," Sima Xuan blinked, then turned his head back calmly, his thoughts were so deep that he was no longer like the bright young man who talked little but loved to laugh, "If you have something to say, Just say it."

Is there anything else to say between Cao Hui and Sima Xuan?The words that can be exported are nothing more than those that can be described as clichés.

"Your Majesty, please let me go. You and I should never see each other in the blue sky and the yellow spring. Life and death have nothing to do with each other."

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