Rong Xuan

At the age of ten, the twins learned the truth about the "death" of their parents, and at the same time, they also learned that their father was not their biological father, but their eldest uncle. As for their biological father, they were not Know who this person is.

At nightfall that day, Cao Hui frankly told Sima Qing about Xiaoxieyi's life experience in the cold rockery forest. up.

Sima Kun couldn't stay in Jiangdong for a long time. When they left, the little girl Jiang Xiyi still hugged her brother and sister and cried for a long time, she was unwilling to let go.

It wasn't until Sima Huan promised that the little guy would bring her some fun next time, that the little girl Jiang Xieyi let go and returned to her mother's side resentfully.

The days of a family reunion always passed very quickly, and the parting always came very suddenly. Sima Xuan was reluctant to let the two children go back to Chang'an, so he rode his horse and sent them off one way after another until they arrived in Zhongzhou The ten-mile long pavilion outside the city.

Since ancient times, Changting was sad to say goodbye. Zhao Qingjia jumped off the carriage and said goodbye to Sima Xuan.

"You haven't found Shiliu yet." Sima Xuan looked at the far horizon with his hands behind his back. The cold wind made her robe flutter, and her sleeves fluttered: "I also heard about your experience after you arrived in the southern border. Six, she... After all, you can't force this kind of thing, and you are not too young now, so you can't keep doing it like this forever."

"It's my fate, otherwise what else can I do," Zhao Qingjia shrugged, with an indifferent expression on his face, "Hey, help me think about it again, think about where else she can go."

Sima Xuan shook his head, expressing that there was nothing he could do to help him: "You are suffering too. You are looking for this or that."

"Tch, you are so miserable," Zhao Qingjia waved his hands and laughed, and walked to the front of the carriage waiting for him without looking back, casual words came out of her mouth, and drifted into Sima Xuan's ears along with the wind , so open-minded and firm: "Let's go, I will come to see you when I have time."

Sima Xuan was rarely emotional, and slowly waved to Zhao Qingjia's back.

Over there, the carriage drove up the official road, leaving a trail of dust flying in the cold winter. The mountains and rivers are far away, the voices and appearances are insignificant, each of them is far away from each other, and each cherishes it.

/ / /

As the saying goes, if there are seedlings in the family, there is no need to worry about growing up. It seems that in the blink of an eye, little girl Jiang Xiyi has reached her seventh birthday.

The twins who come to Zhongzhou for a short stay every year, because the time cannot be staggered, gave the little sister a birthday gift one month in advance. What Sima Huan gave was a konghou of suitable size, and what Sima Qing gave was a harp. Without Kaifeng's Xiangbao dagger, the happy little girl Jiang Xieyi looks forward to the gift from her parents more and more as time goes by.

The little girl Jiang Xieyi was born in the golden autumn season of the world's harvest. On her birthday, her father finally took her to Hezhou to watch the fire dragon dance to celebrate the harvest.

She had heard about the fire dragon dance in Hezhou from the teacher who taught her a long time ago. Her father always refused to take her to Hezhou to watch the fire dragon dance. trip to Hezhou.

But what Miss Jiang Xiyi never imagined was that not long after she walked into the extremely prosperous Hezhou City, her father stood at the downstairs of Huaibi, the most famous restaurant in Hezhou, and said to her with arms folded:

"Don't you want to watch the fire dragon dance? Go in and find your Uncle Shen. Just say you came to see Aunt Chang'an and her twins to watch the fire dragon dance. I think the twins will thank you. Maybe you from his family, Miss Huaijin Where will I take you to play?"

"Why?" The little girl Jiang Xiyi imitated her father's posture, folded her arms and looked up at the restaurant signboard with the words "Huaibilou" written on it: "Don't uncle Shen not let this life and the only one go to the street to see it?" Fire dragon dance?"

"Well," Sima Xuan nodded affirmatively, "Do you still remember the incident where the second twin fell ill last year?"

The innocent little girl Jiang Xieyi: "Remember, the only reason why she didn't come to our house last year was because of this."

Sima Xuan continued to nod: "That's right, actually the only one was not sick, but was burned by the fire sprayed by the fire dragon when he sneaked away to watch the fire dragon dance. Your Uncle Shen said that the only one who took the bitter medicine at home for a long time also lay down I haven't gone out for a long time."

"..." The little girl Jiang Xinyi, who was full of enthusiasm for watching the fire dragon dance, finally couldn't help but retreat in her heart under her father's coaxing and deception.

Well, to be honest, she is afraid of taking medicine and also afraid of not being able to go out.

Cao Hui was sitting in the carriage, quietly watching Sima Xuan's innocent little daughter being fooled. She knew that Sima Xuan wanted to come to Hezhou with her for a long time. It was because of the "five-year limit" before. Afterwards, there was a little sticky beanbag-like little freehand brush beside him, and now that the child had finally grown up a bit, Sima Xuan began to think about how to cheat his daughter.

So, Sima Xuan leaned against the carriage station, watched the little girl Jiang Xiyi walk into the Huaibi Tower from a distance, and after confirming that the girl had found the treasurer of the Huaibi Tower, Shen Quji, Sima Xuan got into the carriage and fled the scene.

On Kuan Street where people come and go, the well-equipped carriage slowly moved forward. Sima Xuan leaned in the carriage, smiling from ear to ear.

"Why do I feel a little sorry for throwing Xinyi to shopkeeper Shen like this?" Cao Hui pushed Sima Xuan's knee, "When we come to pick up the child, why don't we express it?"

"What do you mean?" Sima Xuan pulled out the pillow behind him with his backhand and hugged him in his arms, smiling so that all his canine teeth were exposed:

"Have you forgotten how Shen Quji left his three daughters at our house in spring this year? He was fine, and he took his wife to visit the mountains and rivers in Zhongzhou with peace of mind, and the three children were at our house. After throwing it away for more than half a month, there are four girls in the family, it almost knocked off the roof of my house!"

As he said that, Sima Xuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I have to pay him back this time. It's good for Xieyi to make trouble at night so that both of them can't sleep. Hahahaha, tell that fox bastard Shen Quji to suppress us." The price of the fruit..."

Cao Hui felt a little helpless and funny—Sima Xuan and Shen Quji were both kind of gentlemen, but for some reason, whenever these two people met together, they had to compete with each other in naive ways.

Thinking that Sima Xuan joined the army at the age of eight and lived cautiously for decades. Now that she has no titles and meritorious service and has become a commoner, after not enjoying the glory, wealth, fame and fortune that everyone envied, she is living a more cheerful life.

That night, Sima Xuan and Cao Hui ran hand in hand to the most famous harvest festival in Hezhou City, leisurely watching the fire dragon dance that little girl Jiang Xieyi had been thinking about for a long time.

The streets were crowded with people, and the people who prayed and sang the harvest chants sang cheerful tunes all over the long street. The dancers who exorcised monsters waved Vajra pestles and danced to the tunes. The huge fire dragon was surrounded by two hundred shirtless The strong man held it up with a pole, and the fire-breathing silver dragon danced joyfully to the exciting drumbeats. The scene was beautiful and shocking, and it was incomparable.

Cao Hui was invited to dance together by those masked dancers, and Sima Xuan felt extremely satisfied and happy when he heard the sound of drums in his ears - the drums on the battlefield were originally used by the common people to celebrate the peace of the world .

"Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan!" Cao Hui, who was dancing to the music, waved excitedly at Sima Xuan: "Come and play together!"

"My lord, let's play together!" The joyful dancing crowd followed Cao Hui and waved to Sima Xuan: "It's another bumper harvest year, and the world is peaceful!"

Sima Xuan tilted his head and smiled, and walked towards Cao Hui's direction to blend into the crowd.

Behind her, the surroundings are stable and the world is peaceful.

/ / /

Summer in Jiangdong comes early, and fruits generally ripen early. On this day, something happened in the orchard outside the city. When Sima Xuan finished his work and returned home, it was already late at night three days later.

She was really tired and flustered. After taking a bath in the clean room, she casually put on a coat and rolled back to sleep on the bed in the bedroom.

In the years when he was young on the battlefield, he was born and died, which hurt his original body. Later, he was tossed and tossed with death by a series of things such as cinnabar poisoning. Now Sima Xuan's body has suffered losses to the point where he is at least ten years older than her age. the point.

Obviously in his 30s, but with a body in his 40s.

After a busy day, Sima Xuan fell into a deep sleep all night. The next day, when it was four quarters past Yinshi and the sky was still dark, Sima Xuan dreamed of the black dog she kept in the back garden while half asleep and half awake. Carry a big dog.

This dog is called Heibei, and it was Sima Xuan who raised it from a baby dog ​​who had just opened its eyes, waiting to be fed, to a big man nearly one person tall. Although Heibei is a big guy, it is really Very docile - just like its owner, it looks alienated and indifferent, but in fact it is very gentle.

Sima Xuanmeng saw that he came to the back garden to go out for a walk in front of Heibei, but Heibei refused to move, but just stood up and threw himself heavily on her body, his two front paws kept scratching her clothes, she raised her hand Pushing Heibei down, as a result, Heibei arched her hand and kept touching her palm.

She freed her hand to pull the collar around Heibei's neck, but Heibei came over to touch her face.

People do not have a sense of touch in dreams, but Sima Xuan could clearly feel that something warm and wet was added to the palms of his hands and cheeks, no, it wasn't added...

Finally, when the doubt moved all the way from her face to her neck, and then down from her neck, Sima Xuan woke up with a jolt.

It is Cao Hui.

This woman was pressing on her body, patiently converting those unspoken heartbeats and fetters into tiny kisses, which fell on her slightly rough skin one by one.

"Hui'er..." Sima Xuan murmured, his hoarse voice carried a bit of lust/desire and a smile that was provoked, which made people want more, "It's only been three days since I saw you, that's all. That's all you think about me?"

"Well," Cao Hui buried his face in Sima Xuan's open chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I miss you very much, I miss you so much..."

As expected, Sima Xuan's breathing gradually became rapid. She raised her hand to wrap around Cao Hui's slender waist. Just as she was about to turn over and change her position, Cao Hui actually opened her mouth and swallowed a small steamed bun of the person under her.

"Hui..." Sima Xuan, who was about to turn over forcefully, took a deep breath, and his whole body softened in an instant. She stroked the woman's smooth and delicate back with callused hands, her eyes shining brightly.

"This time, I'll do it," Cao Hui interrupted Sima Xuan's words in the future, and walked down the other side's thin waist with one hand, but stopped at the path on Sima Xuan's left abdomen halfway. On the scar left by the machete.

Her fingertips were warm and soft, stroking back and forth on the old scar, until Sima Xuan felt that Hui'er was taking revenge on her for the tricks and teasing she had done before.

"Does it hurt?" Cao Hui gasped, his voice trembling slightly, not sure if it was caused by love/desire or the result of heartache: "At the age of 11, I should cry from pain."

Hui'er was asking about the scar on her lower abdomen, and when Sima Xuan opened his mouth, he suddenly had an urge to cry—who cares if she will be in pain after stumbling all the way?Will you cry?

"There won't be any in the future," Sima Xuan played with Cao Hui's small and soft earlobe with his fingers, and there was a little grievance in his vague words: "Hui'er, pay attention, you can't hang around like this... "

In fact, Sima Xuan didn't know that he did have a good set of amusing skills. Cao Hui moved his body and buried his face in Sima Xuan's neck, and his warm lips covered the knife on the man's neck little by little. Scar, couldn't help but smiled softly...

A joy, I don't know what night it will be.

"Ah Xuan." After being revenged by the tireless Sima Xuan, Cao Hui hid himself in the corner of the bed weakly.

"Huh?" Sima Xuan turned his body sideways, narrowing his long and narrow eyes lazily, thinking of a well-fed fox.

"Ah Xuan." She called again.

"Yes." The other party answered patiently.

——Don't leave me too early, okay?Cao Hui didn't ask this question, she just said in a hoarse voice: "I received a letter from my brother from Jin two days ago."

Sima Xuan stretched out his hand, and pushed aside the blue hair on Cao Hui's cheek, "Is the general okay?"

"My brother said in the letter, 'Green mountains and green waters reflect the stone bridge, and a few wisps of cooking smoke curl up'. The life is quite comfortable, but he still can't let go of my sister-in-law, his first wife."

Only ten years is not enough for Cao Zheng to let go of the most important person in his heart.

"I will do my best to accompany you on the journey." Sima Xuan held Cao Hui's hand tightly under the thin blanket, half-jokingly, half-seriously: "I also showed my face to the King of Hades many times in the Ten Palaces, I have enshrined a lot of them in my daily life, and I think that I might be able to ask them for a few more years of longevity when I come, and I will strive to walk behind you."

Huier, you look extremely strong in front of people, but I know how soft you are inside, so I want to walk behind you, and let me bear all the consequences of losing your life partner suddenly.

"By the way," Cao Hui suddenly thought of something else, she frowned, and said, "Xiyi fought with other people's children in the school yesterday, she hung some color, and begged me in every possible way." I'm telling you."

"Damaged?" Sima Xuan leaned on his arms and grinned, "Whose child did you fight with? Do you know why she did it?"

My daughter got into a fight with someone. Shouldn't Sima Xuan, the "Lao Tzu", be concerned about his daughter fighting with someone else's child?

Cao Hui said that he didn't quite understand the concerns of Sima Xuan, who was born in the army, so he sighed helplessly: "The master in the school taught a word 'lame', Zhou Xiucai's son used this word to make fun of the Shen family's life, your girl is not happy , so she rushed over and started a fight with someone, and as a result, she was a little girl who beat up four fat boys, so of course she died."

Sima Xuan licked his teeth - Shen Quji had three daughters, the eldest daughter was called Shen Huaijin, who was two or three years older than Xieyi, and the next two were twin girls, Shen Jinsheng and Shen Weiwei.

The twins of the Shen family cleverly combined all the advantages of their parents, and they were well-deserved beauties when they were young. But for some reason, Shen Jin was born with a deficiency, and walked with a limp on one foot.

Sima Xuanping lay down, and followed Cao Hui and sighed: "I have seen the children of Zhou Xiucai's family, and they don't seem to be the kind of brats who make trouble for no reason. Although it sounds like he was wrong first, a fight is a fight, little one." Children, you have to fight with your peers before you can make friends,"

In order to increase the credibility of his words, Sima Xuan added bluntly: "Really, Qing Jia and I are the ones who never know each other and get closer."

"Really," Cao Hui narrowed his eyes, "but I'm a little curious."

Sima Xuan obediently jumped into the pit: "What are you curious about?"

"Accordingly, you and Qing Jia have such a good relationship. Why didn't you two succeed in the beginning? How wonderful Qing Jia is. The daughter of the eldest princess Si Zhui, the lord of Yongjia County, has so much property in her hand, which is even worse than you. It's a good match."

"..." Sima Xuan blinked and licked his lips, and finally stuttered: "Ah, I don't know what you're talking about, probably because Qing Jia liked girls since she was a child, ah no, I do too Female... No, no, tsk, Huier, or forget it, I can't explain clearly."

On the other side of the bed, Cao Hui had already burst into tears holding his belly and laughing, "Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan, you are so funny hahahaha..."

"By the way, I was originally talking about the fight between Xieyi and others, so let's continue talking about fighting." Sima Yuanchu's desire to survive made her instinctively choose to change the subject.

A rambling chat was going on, and outside the window, the sun gradually emerged from the clouds in the east.

Another good day.

The author has something to say:

This is the case for the Rongxuan chapter for the time being, followed by Zhao Qingjia and Sima Kun.

Well for now.

Please continue to read back, Qing Jia and Yuan Zhi's and this chapter are updated at the same time.