Kunning

What expression is this?

Jiang Xuening glanced at him suspiciously, a little timid for some reason, only wondering what she said wrong: "Then I'll eat one?"

Xie Wei: "..."

Jiang Xuening immediately changed her words: "Then I don't want to eat."

Xie Wei suddenly felt a little funny.

Not laughing at Jiang Xuening.

Instead laugh at yourself.

He shook his head inexplicably, looked at the cup of tea in his palm, but thought of Yan Linlai, and said: "He has a bad temper, a bad temper, and I haven't even got my eyesight yet, so I don't know what kind of demon Yan Lin is possessed by."

How did Hao Duanduan mention Yan Lin?

And also wondering why Yan Lin fell in love with her?

Jiang Xuening twitched the corners of her mouth, and muttered softly: "So Yanlin is loved, but you don't have a wife?"

But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she saw Xie Wei look up, and immediately said: "You are right, I am ignorant, I am not worthy of Prince Yan."

"..."

There was a grudge in his heart and he didn't dare to haggle with him, which made people laugh, but just as the corners of Xie Wei's lips curled up a little, they sank for some reason.

Yan Lin.

Yongyihou Mansion.

crown ceremony.

Before you know it, the day is getting closer.

After Jiang Xuening finished speaking just now, she also realized this almost at the same time, and then fell silent with a relaxed and affectionate face.

She still remembered the crowning ceremony in her previous life.

At that time, she knew nothing about the situation in the ruling and opposition parties, and she didn't know at all that the Yongyi Hou Mansion was in danger at that time, and she had made up her mind to become a queen, but it was not yet time to implement it, so she was still very worried. Playful, childish, thinking about finding a particularly good birthday present for Yan Lin.

Unexpectedly, the hour was missed on the way that day.

She is late.

When her car arrived at the Hou's Mansion, the whole mansion was already full of blood and blood, the armor was cold, and there was a scene of crying and screaming inside. The nobles who were going to the banquet were so frightened that their faces were white and their legs were weak, and they escaped from the inside like desperately. .

She grabbed him and asked, "What's the matter, what happened?"

No one answered her.

She took the birthday gift she had prepared and wanted to go in to find someone.

But the soldiers stopped her.

She desperately wants to go in.

However, at this moment a head rolled out from the inside and fell on the steps, splashing blood all over the ground. She was frightened immediately, and then turned her head to see those people with swords looking at her coldly.

I don't know who pulled her, but finally pulled her back.

After returning home, she fell ill.

In other words, in her last life, she was not even able to attend Yan Lin's crowning ceremony.

Later, because of this, Yan Lin misunderstood that she was seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, because she knew that the Hou Mansion was in trouble, so she deliberately did not come.

After all, she told him not long after that she was going to be queen.

Later, the old boy who had gone through wind, frost, rain and snow, returned to the capital in glory and became a general, stood in her splendid palace, gently pressed her shoulders, helped her take off the golden steps on her head, and treated her Said: "That day, I waited for my mother for a long time. Standing in the hall, I looked at every guest who stepped in, full of anticipation, always thinking that maybe the next one would be you. But I waited one after another, and watched one after another. , King Linzi came, but you didn't come; Mr. Xie came, but you didn't come; even Xiao Shu came, but you didn't come. But I think, Ningning promised me, she will definitely come. So I waited and waited Wait, wait, wait, wait until heavy soldiers surround the mansion, wait until the imperial decree ransacks the house, wait until the steps are bleeding, and still haven't waited..."

Jiang Xuening was unable to defend herself.

Or, for the old boy who was caught in hatred and darkness, all excuses seemed pale.

She could only close her eyes silently.

All kinds of things in the previous life suddenly flowed against the tide, Jiang Xuening took a while, and then slowly looked at the teacup in his hand.

The calm tea soup is like a small water mirror, reflecting the figure of Xie Wei sitting opposite her.

She asked: "Yan Lin Guanli, I heard that Mr. Xie is going to write for him."

Xie Wei said lightly, "Yes."

Men won the crown at twenty, and only then did they start a family and start a business.

There are characters in the crown, which are used to explain names and aspirations.

Men from honorable families would almost always invite eminent Confucian scholars to take their inscriptions for themselves when they came to the coronation ceremony. Although Xie Wei was not as old as other eminent Confucian scholars in the scholarly forest, he was the prince who presided over the lecture on the Sutra feast at Wenyuan Pavilion Young master, in the past, I have never heard of anyone who can ask him to enlighten someone or take characters for someone.

Yan Lin seems to be the first.

And so far the only one.

But Jiang Xuening didn't know what Yan Lin's character was in her last life, did she get it?

After the disaster in Hou Yongyi's mansion, all topics related to the Yan family became taboo, and no one dared to bring it up.

After Yan Lin returned to court, no one was close enough to call him.

Maybe there was, but she didn't know.

Xie Wei sized her up for a moment, and said: "Nowadays, all the high school seniors in Beijing know that the general situation of the Yongyi Hou Mansion is not good. Although the invitation for the crown ceremony has been sent out, there are very few people who have accepted it. You don't seem to have any benevolent heart. By then Do you want to go?"

Jiang Xuening looked at him and said, "Yan Lin is my best friend."

So no matter what the situation is, she is going, and in this life, don't be late, don't miss the time, and don't let that boy down again.

After Xie Wei heard this, his brows raised, and he snorted lightly.

best friend?

He didn't know if he had something to say, but he shook his head anyway, but he didn't say anything after all, and he didn't seem to be in the mood for tea anymore, so he just put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Let's practice the piano."

In fact, Jiang Xuening hadn't finished drinking the tea, but she wasn't very thirsty at first. After talking about this topic, the anger of the previous dispute with Yao Xi disappeared easily.

Instead it was heavy.

She put down the teacup, sat at her desk to practice the piano, and even played "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon".

I played well yesterday, so it stands to reason that today will be even better.

But I didn't expect that there was no fluency like yesterday at all, and I stumbled and stumbled, and I played a wrong note within a few sentences.

Xie Wei turned to look at her.

Jiang Xuening stopped suddenly, looking at her slender fingers pressing on the strings, they trembled slightly uncontrollably, and even the strings pressed below trembled.

She slowly moved her fingers away, folded them in front of her body, and clenched them tightly.

But the trembling feeling was transmitted from the fingertips to the apex of the heart.

She lowered her head and closed her eyes.

For the first time, Xie Wei didn't reprimand anything, but said indifferently: "If you can't sit still, don't play."

The Yan Lin Crown Ceremony is coming soon...

It’s okay if you don’t mention it, but once you mention it, how can you meditate?

But Jiang Xuening felt a coldness in her heart, being pressed by something heavy, she couldn't breathe, even the expression in her eyebrows and eyes when she quarreled with Yao Xi was gone, and she replied in a low voice: "Yes."

There was no sound in Fengchen Hall again.

Xie Wei read the official document in front of the desk, but he didn't seem to be able to read it.

Jiang Xuening was in a daze in front of the piano table, and after a while, his mind wandered away.

Two minutes later, another **** came outside and reported something to Xie Wei.

But seeing Jiang Xuening inside, she didn't speak.

Xie Wei got up and said to Jiang Xuening, "Make tea and read a book by yourself, and take a rest."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the hall.

The little **** followed him to the corridor, and lowered his voice to tell something.

Jiang Xuening couldn't hear clearly.

She didn't dare to listen to Xie Wei's matter.

Sitting in front of the piano for a long time, I didn't feel it when I was in a trance, but when I came back, I felt my body was a little stiff.

This banana nunnery was a gift from Yan Lin.

The boy's fiery and sincere face at that time was still floating in the memory, but the more so, she felt more and more depressed looking at this piano, so she stood up anyway, and simply sat down at the tea table and re-boiled the water to make tea.

The plate of peach cakes was still there.

Jiang Xuening happened to see it.

When she drank the first tea, she didn't touch it; when she drank the second tea, she felt a little bitter in her stomach; after the third tea, she finally felt that she had to eat something, so she looked at the plate of peach cake Stretched out his hand.

Snow-white slices, dotted with some slices of peach kernels in the middle.

At first glance, it looks similar to yesterday's.

But if you look carefully, it seems that every peach kernel is bigger than yesterday's?

The cooks in the palace are not good at anything else, all kinds of cakes look good and smell delicious, although the feeling after eating may be different from what you think.

But after all, is it in the palace?

Who cares if it's actually delicious?

Holding a thin slice of peach cake in his hand, Jiang Xuening stared at it for a long time, then slandered, and finally stuffed it into his mouth casually.

The glutinous rice has been kneaded together, making it soft and soft.

Sweet but not greasy, clear but not bitter.

this smell...

At the beginning, I didn't pay attention, but when the taste melted on the tip of the tongue, Jiang Xuening's eyelids jumped, and she almost choked herself to death in fright, and almost overturned the teacup with a shake of her hand!

Never mind what this peach slice cake tastes like!

In short, it will not be made by the cook in the palace!

In her previous life, she had tried all the pastry chefs in the palace, but none of them could make the taste she wanted!

It is even more impossible for a chef who has never changed in this palace!

Then this disc...

Jiang Xuening felt that what she had just eaten was probably poison, so she raised her hand to press her eyelids and her heart, wishing she could spit out the piece she just took!

God what the **** did she do!

Still the same sentence, how dare she even eat Xie Wei's food! !

Maybe it was this plate of peach slice cake that was used to test whether she still remembered those things four years ago?

Xie Wei has a cruel heart.

It's all his fault that his attitude has been too kind recently, so that he habitually pushes forward and loses vigilance!

calm.

calm.

Just ate one slice.

Xie Wei may not have counted them.

To the naked eye, this disc looks the same as before.

If you fiddle with it again, you won't be able to see it.

Jiang Xuening hastily stretched out her hand, and fiddled with the plate of peach cakes again, covering up the gap left by taking one piece away.

Then wait for Xie Wei to come back.

But after waiting for a long time, Xie Wei has not come back yet.

Jiang Xuening vaguely smelled the faint sweet fragrance again, and the eyeballs that were looking down at the tea turned to look at the peach slice cake, then turned back; turned to look again, and turned back again.

actually…

Does this disc look like a lot?

If you eat another slice, you may not be able to see it.

She turned her head and glanced outside the door of the side hall. Hearing that the small voice hadn't stopped, she became a little more courageous. She reached out her hand sneakily again, pulled out a piece from the plate, and quickly stuffed it into it. mouth.

Look at that plate of peach cake.

Well, very good, there are no flaws, but the piece on the left looks a bit abrupt, and there is something inexplicably eye-catching.

Jiang Xuening felt that it couldn't be left alone, it would be bad if it attracted Xie Wei's attention.

Throw it away?

That's too wasteful.

So let's just eat it, it's not that she ate it secretly, and it's not that she really wants to eat it, it's just to make this plate of peach cake look normal!

She swears that after eating this slice, she really won't eat it, and if she eats it again, she will die!

Can steal this kind of thing...

If there is one, there will be two, if there are two, there will be three, and if there are three, you will not be far from being addicted, and if you eat one piece at a time, you really can't tell the difference between this plate of peach cake and the previous one...

The evil little claw stretched out again.

"Really, the last piece, the last piece!"

Jiang Xuening made an oath to the tenth piece of peach cake in her hand, and then bit it down.

Xie Wei happened to come in from the door at this time, but he didn't hear clearly, he just said: "What's the last?"

"Cough cough cough!"

Jiang Xuening was so frightened that she choked on the peach slice cake she just ate!

She hurriedly poured herself half a cup of tea to avoid the risk of choking to death, turned around and said, "No, it's nothing, I said it's the last time to make tea, why haven't you come back, Mr. Xie?"

Xie Wei took a closer look, she did make tea, but...

There were so few sliced ​​peach cakes in the first place?

He looked at Jiang Xuening with a faint smile.

Jiang Xuening followed his gaze and saw that the small dish that originally contained Yunpian Cake...

When did the presentation become so sparse?

No no no no problem!

Maybe Xie Wei is lame!

She smiled sheepishly: "I was a little hungry just now, I ate a little, I ate a little..."

Xie Wei raised his eyebrows: "Think I'm lame?"

Jiang Xuening gritted her teeth: "A little more than a little."

Xie Wei said "Oh": "How do you taste it?"

Jiang Xuening thought that she couldn't remember the taste of the past, so she opened her eyes and started talking nonsense: "It's almost the same as yesterday, the cooks in the palace are just flashy, they look good, but they can't eat, and it's okay to drink tea."

Xie Wei suddenly felt—

This girl may be really tired of living.

With a thought, he stepped forward and made a gesture to take the plate, saying: "Since it's not tasty, don't feel wronged, just throw it out, and ask the cook in the palace to make another plate for Miss Ning."

threw? !

Jiang Xuening blurted out: "Don't—"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she wanted to slap herself twice.

Xie Wei stopped and looked at her with interest.

Jiang Xuening finally knew that he was not only a person with reverse scales, but also a person with death spots.

It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Growing up in the countryside, I can't satisfy my appetite, so I will never forget the good ones I tasted.

Her heart was gloomy, and she decided to go all out. A dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. She has no expression on her face, facing the other party's gaze. .”

Then he took the plate of peach cake from Xie Wei.

Xie Wei: "..."

If I had known that a plate of peach slice cake could make this ancestor obedient, what was the reason for all the effort, coaxing and training, worrying that she would not learn well...

Suddenly doubting your ability to see people?

He inexplicably laughed.