Rebirth of a Star General

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"Do you want to try it?"

The distance is too much.

He Yan was shocked, and then he was stunned. When he crashed into the water of the autumn, he felt his cheeks become hot quickly, and he wanted to retreat. He was imprisoned by his shoulders and could not move, so he had to raise his head from his arms and knot. Stuttering rejection: "...what to try?"

"I have watched so much, don't you want to try it?" He raised his eyebrows and bowed his head, approaching, his eyes falling on her lips, and He Yan's heart beat like a drum.

Men's facial features are more refined and heroic than the bright and beautiful young ones, with a cold indulgence. This kind of person is like the flower of Kaolin in the light and ordinary days. When his lazy hook lips and his eyes become hot, he feels irritating and unstoppable.

He Yandao: "I don't want to."

"Oh?" He bent his lips and smiled, his tone more and more dangerous. "How can I know how to draw without trying?"

"This... don't have to try it," He Yan explained awkwardly. "Actually, if you read more, you understand, it's the same thing. It's just the difference in details... and some are not suitable for ordinary people. If you’re looking for a gimmick for fun, there’s really no need to try, just read.”

Xiao Jue: "Look for fun?"

He Yan: "...Some people may also be thirsty for knowledge."

Xiao Jue's eyebrows were cold, and the smile was more fun, he said lightly: "So experienced, then you must try." The closer he was, the closer He Yan had retreated to the head of the bed, no longer retreat Where, he turned his head slightly and leaned over. Thin lips looked at the corner of He Yan's lips.

He Yan screamed: "Husband!"

The "Fun Jun" shouted too much and shocked Xiao Jue. After a while, he stopped, only a little distance away from He Yan, raising his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

"I'm still an unmarried girl," He Yan whispered benevolently, "I will marry someone in the future, we are like this, not good."

"What's wrong," Xiao Jue said calmly: "Anyway, you and I have seen the picture together."

"Looking at pictures is one thing, and actually another." He Yan begged: "Du Du has spared me this time, and I will never dare to ask Du Du to see the pictures together."

She thought, Xiao Jue's mind is really elusive. Isn't he just looking at a picture? Who would dare to watch the picture with him in the future? Something is going to happen.

Xiao Jue looked at her with a smile instead of a smile: "Now I'm afraid?"

"I'm afraid," He Yan feels very good: "I promise to never look at the Governor again to see the picture."

"You mean," he said slowly, "will find someone else?"

"I'm not looking for anyone else!" He Yan immediately said: "I don't look at it myself, really!"

Her grape-like pupils stared at him, clear and bright, careful as if they were caught by the gentleman, Xiao Jue suddenly felt a little puzzled, and felt that he was very unbelievable. What does He Yan love to see and what to do with him? Is it because she called herself a dad, and she had to worry about the details of raising a daughter?

But having said that, how exactly did her father raise her daughter, she could bring up such a wonderful thing that she did not know why she was embarrassed.

He suddenly released He Yan's hand and swept the picture on the wall. It was hard for Cui Yuezhi to think so much about the nephew's interesting things in the night, but it was really useless. Then he pulled the satin cloth on the small table, covering the painting on the wall, and "swooped" two silver needles into the wall, nailing the satin cloth firmly.

At this point, He Yan finally realized that Xiao Jue hated seeing this picture. It was also a matter of thinking. Xiao Ergong's Bing Qingyu's eyes were higher than the top. Such dirty pictures must have dirty his eyes.

Really particular.

After he had done all this, he got up and walked to the side of the house, found a mattress from the yellow wooden low cabinet on the side, and spread it on the soft collapse in front of the window.

The soft collapse is for the convenience of the guests sitting in front of the window to admire the beautiful scenery outside the window and to eat snacks and tea. Seeing this, He Yan froze for a moment and asked him: "Dudu, are you sleeping here tonight?"

"otherwise?"

He Yan hesitated: "Actually, you can fall down and sleep together."

Xiao Jue's movements to organize the mattress, looked at her, and said indifferently: "I think you are very brave."

"No, I know what you care about," He Yan said: "We only need to use two mattresses. When I was in Liangzhou, I also lived in Datong Shop. It was okay for a dozen people to sleep in one bed. Besides, I I believe that the character of Governor Du will not tarnish my reputation."

Xiao Jue sneered slightly, "But I don't believe your character, I'm afraid you will tarnish my reputation."

He Yan: "..."

She couldn't answer that.

After seeing Xiao Jue organize the mattress, she lay down. After thinking about it, she blew out the lamp and lay down.

Only a little moonlight outside the window shined through the gap on the ground in front of the table, stained with a layer of silver frost.

When I was in Xianchang Hall when I was young, the two were in a house, which was quite far apart. He Yan, because He Yuanliang specially greeted Shi Bao, slept alone in the same room.

Now living in the same room with Xiao Jue, they have some shadows of those days.

She lay flat, the mattress underneath was soft and warm, and He Yan said, "Are you asleep?"

Xiao Jue didn't answer.

He Yan then continued, "I should haven't slept, all... Master, let's talk."

Xiao Jue still ignored her.

"What are we doing here in Jiyang?"

She only knew that coming to Jiyang was with Xiao Jue, but she didn't know exactly what to do.

In the dark night, Xiao Jue's voice came: "Find someone."

He Yan froze for a moment, but did not expect Xiao Jue to answer, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Chai Anxi."

"Who is Chai Anxi?"

There was silence in the room for a while, and Xiao Jue heard: "My father's men."

Xiao Zhongwu's men? He Yan was stunned. In the battle of Mingshui, Xiao Zhongwu was extremely celebrity and all died in battle. He said that he was a man who listened to Xiao Jue's tone and was a person of great trust. Is this person still alive, still in Jiyang?

Jiyang is a land of princes. The Central Plains rarely come, even if there are, it is just passing by, it can't stay for long. Chai Anxi is in Jiyang, but looks like he is hiding someone. It's not impossible that achievements are hiding Xiao Jue, but why should he hide Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue is the son of Xiao Zhongwu, he should be loyal.

Perhaps the general's mind is always particularly sensitive in this respect, and He Yan immediately thought, could it be that Xiao Zhongwu's defeat and death at that time had a problem?

After all, in the battle of Mingshui, Xiao Zhongwu's defeat was too tragic. Everyone in the world said that he was just stunned for his own use and wasted his fighters. Xiao Zhongwu's past record was not a stubborn person.

Maybe... Xiao Jue came here just for the time. The insiders are no longer there, but this Chai Anxi is still alive and indeed suspicious.

He Yan thought for a while and said, "This person will definitely be found."

In a little bit of night, he seemed to hear him chuckle, and he asked, "Why did you come to Jiyang?"

"Me?" He Yan was inexplicable. "Isn't you letting me come."

Xiao Jue hummed: "Even if I don't let you come, you will find a way to keep up, don't you?"

He Yan's heart jumped, and the person's feeling was too sensitive. She was indeed a drunkard who meant not to drink. She also hoped to find Liu Buwang in Jiyang.

But then she wouldn't say to Xiao Jue.

"You are too suspicious," He Yan Hu said, "I am here because of you. As long as you need me, even if the sword goes down the fire, I will say nothing."

There was silence for a while, and he said: "Smooth."

He Yan: "What would you say besides flattering?"

"Speaking bullying."

"anything else?"

"The mouth is small."

"anything else?"

"Unspoken."

He Yan: "..."

She said: "Master, do you know that you are really naive now?"

Xiao Jue: "Sleep."

No longer ignore her.

Spring night was still chilly, somehow, someone was around tonight, He Yan didn't feel cold, happily got into the bed, the mattress was warm, but instantly, she fell asleep.

...

The next day, when He Yan woke up, Xiao Jue was no longer in the house.

She was stunned for a while, and it was estimated that the sky was just dawning soon. Xiao Jue actually got up earlier than her? He Yan stood up, hurriedly freshened up, put on a dress, and at a glance saw Xiao Jue sitting on the stone bench in the yard. A dirty wild cat was lying on the stone table in front of him Eat something in his hand.

He Yan approached a little, and saw a plate of pastries that he didn't know where he was from. He was making small pieces and feeding them to the wild cat in front of him. When the wild cat saw someone coming, all his hair exploded, and I didn't know which pond rolled over. The hair was stained with dirty water and condensed into pieces.

"How come there is a cat," He Yan asked, wanting to touch it, the cat immediately gritted his teeth, and He Yan withdrew his hand and said, "It's quite fierce."

Xiao Jue glanced at her: "I picked it up."

The young man's fingertips were slender and extremely patient, and he broke the cake a little bit. The cat was probably looking at his face too. When Xiao Jue was gentle, he whispered "Mimi" while eating.

Not to mention, it looks pretty beautiful.

He Yan couldn't help but ask: "Master, aren't you the one who loves cleanliness most?" Huo, when she was with her, she was disgusted. When she pulled a sleeve, she had to dust the dust. Why, facing a dirty wild cat? Generous.

"It is also necessary to divide the situation." Xiao Jue said slowly.

He Yan thought, what is the point situation? Does it mean she is not as good as a cat?

Thinking about it, Xiao Jue had finished feeding the last piece and patted the cat's head. The cat was also clever, arched his body, jumped onto the wall, and the smoke disappeared.

He Yan looked dazed.

At this time, Cui Jiao's voice rang out: "Young Master, Young Lady, breakfast from the small kitchen is delivered."

He Yan felt hungry: "Let's go, have something to eat."

Xiao Jue netted his hand, followed He Yan to the house, and was watching Lin Shuanghe send the silver needle out of the meal and said, "Eat, tried it, it's not poisonous." The difference between this person and the person is too great, why we eat less so."

He is now a "Lin Butler" and he cannot eat with Xiao Juehe Yan and has to eat with Chiwu Fei Nu. Not even a bite, the province was noticed.

Xiao Jue: "Go away."

Lin Shuanghe rolled away.

Red Qiao stood behind He Yan, and He Yan waved his hand: "You also go to Chiwu and they will have dinner together. My younger master and I are not happy to serve, like the dishes. I will be fine."

Cui Jiao and Hong Qiao froze for a while, and then looked at Xiao Jue again. When Xiao Jue did not speak, Cui Jiao said: "The slave-servant knows." He pulled Hong Qiao away.

Walking outside the door, Hong Qiao asked hesitantly: "Cui Jiao, let's just go like that, isn't it good? Why didn't Mrs. Young and Master do not wait for us on weekdays, are you not satisfied with us?"

"It's not true," Cuijiao was clever, and only said: "Xu is from Beijing and we are different from our Jiyang. Besides, I heard that Mrs. Shao and the young man are getting married soon, and I want to do it myself about waiting for the young man. This is called... Call it fun."

At this time, the so-called young lady who was "serving in person" the young master's meal was holding a plum bun with relish.

The last time I ate this was so good, it was when I went to Liangzhou City with Xiao Jue as a nephew. But the food at that time was just a sign in the inn. This time it was different. Cui Yuezhi was not inferior in Jiyang. He was a nephew who had not seen him in a long time. In the early morning, look at the table, assorted fire, Xi Shi milk, pheasant soup, fish belly simmered ham, bird's nest chicken soup...

"It's too greasy to eat this morning." He Yan said while taking a bite of the eight-treasure duck.

Xiao Jue could not bear it, and finally couldn't help it, saying: "I didn't give you enough food?"

He Yan bulged in his mouth: "Ah?"

He looked away in disgust: "You eat like a starved ghost reborn."

"But don't you think it's delicious!" He Yan swallowed the food in her mouth desperately.

Xiao Jue mocked: "You have this point of view?"

"You are a son, a governor, and you are noble and superior. Of course, you have seen the world before. I don't think it matters. We soldiers, it's good to eat enough on weekdays, not to mention eating well." Han hungry."

He choked, gave up reasoning with He Yan, and said lazily: "Follow you."

He Yan looked at Xiao Jue while eating, marveling at his elegant appearance. It stands to reason that they stayed in the barracks for many years, regardless of whether they were young masters or sons. In the end, they did not care about these particulars. He Yan did not pay attention to his manners when he was "Master He", but he really fought a battle. After three or two people stuffed a pie and went to work, no one could take care of his posture.

He Yan didn't believe that Xiao Jue hadn't done this, but after going through such an embarrassment, he could return to the former Xiao Erxiao without any difference. This is really not what ordinary people can do. At least she has long forgotten how to be a "son".

After dinner, Cui Jiao and Hong Qiao came to dress up He Yan. At noon today, Cui Yuezhi was going to hold a banquet in the Fuzhong. He was invited together with the famous nobles called in Jiyang City, just to give Xiao Jue Long face. So it can't be sloppy.

Xiao Jue went out to find Lin Shuanghe. He Yan was sitting in front of the vanity mirror. Hong Qiao took out the piece of "Jiangsi yarn" from the box and asked He Yan: "Madam, will you wear this today?"

He Yansi thought for a moment, there are many people coming today, be more secure, it is true to wear the most expensive one, and nodded: "Okay."

The two girls were busy.

He Yan is the most impatient to do these things on weekdays, and sometimes even feels that doing the delicate work of women is much more tiring than men. It is not an easy task to just comb hair and make up, choose jewelry shoes, and even have cute hair. Combing, I fell asleep.

He Yan was awakened by Hong Qiao, who said: "Ma'am?"

He Yan opened his eyes and asked, confusedly, "Okay?"

"Okay." Cui Jiao laughed, amazed in his eyes, "Ma'am, you're so beautiful."

He Yan: "Thank you."

She looked up at herself in the mirror and froze for a moment. The previous women's clothing is still pure and elegant, and this body of "squirrel yarn" can be regarded as charming and gorgeous. Cui Jiao and Hong Qiao are also about to work hard today, and even make-up looks are not wrong, He Yan looked in the mirror The stranger in himself is slightly lost.

This time, even the real Miss He was different.

Cui Jiao pushed the door with a smile and said, "The young master is next door. The slave-servant calls the young master to come and see."

He Yan: "No..."

Before the word "must" was finished, Cui Jiao went out happily.

He Yan stood up and suddenly hesitated. She was still thinking about what attitude she should take to face Xiao Jue to be more natural. She heard a casual voice from behind: "Okay?"

He Yan looked back.

The girl didn't know what she was thinking, and her clear pupil was a little confused, and she looked a little hazy. She was born beautiful and charming, and the original British air was deliberately covered by fat powder, and it seemed pure and moving. Her face was pretty, her black hair was simply tied up, and she draped her shoulders cleverly. She also looks very thin and petite, outlined by a pale white silk embroidered skirt, and the skirt hides a very shallow dark flower, the sun shines through, like a mermaid scale, with a pale blue purple gold powder. She lined the whole person in a layer of magnificent colors, as if she had just climbed to the shore, the legendary shark person who had just arrived on the red dust.

Xiao Jue looked slightly.

Behind him came Lin Shuanghe's voice: "I want to see what a hundred-dollar clothes look like. Show me, show me!"

His noise suddenly disappeared when he fell on He Yan, leaving only amazement in his eyes.

Chiwu and Feinu, who came right after, also saw it. Feinu is okay. Chiwu seems to have been hit by a huge blow. This man...Women can even reach such a look?

It's not a man at all, so terrible!

He Yan was so helpless by their group that he seemed to be a monkey on the stage for anyone to watch, grabbing the corner of his clothes, and said pitifully: "...Is it...a bit too much?"

Don’t you just attend a banquet? As for dressing up like this? Is it too grand?

She didn't make this expression, but when she did it, her eyebrows seemed to be nonchalant, and she was so pitiful that Xiao Jue could hardly say: "...Don't talk with this expression."

"But not!" Lin Shuanghe was excited. "It's great, just right! This one hundred gold clothes is one hundred gold clothes. It's really extraordinary, what is the value of this money!"

Cui Jiao was happy: "Ma'am, right? The slave-maid said, it's really pretty!"

When He Yan was a man, he was often praised as "powerful and brave, and boundlessly handsome." He never tried to be a woman and was praised for his appearance. He was a little shy, and he didn't know how to respond for a while. Dare to be not dare to be."

Xiao Jue: "..."

Lin Shuanghe: "..."

The rest: "..."

Lin Shuanghe said: "... It's good-looking, it's good-looking, even the lady, and sometimes it doesn't have to be too bold."

Xiao Jue sneered: "You still speak with the expression just now, otherwise I might forget that you turned out to be a woman."

He Yan: "..."

Okay, forget it for a while.

...

At noon, Cui House went up and down, and began to be lively.

The carriage stopped constantly at the door of Cui's house, and the old lady of Mrs. Madam entered the door one after another.

Jiyang is the vassal of the vassal king. Today's prince Mu Hongjin grew up with one of Cui Yue. Cui Yuezhi is Mu Hongjin's confidant and is also Jiyang's Dazhongqi. Everyone should give him a face and hear Cui. The more he found his nephew who had been separated for many years, he deliberately returned for the feast, and everyone wanted to take a look.

Cui Mansion is huge. There is a lake behind the mansion. Jiyang has a lot of water and the water is gentle. There is a long lake pavilion in the lake. The feast today is in the lake pavilion.

In the long pavilion, some people prepared the low tables as early as possible, and the table feast was also rich. Some VIPs were already present. Cui Yuezhi, the master, has not yet come out of the palace. He has no wife, only a four-room concubine. Therefore, only the old housekeeper Zhong Fu helped the guests.

Next to a woman on the right side of the pavilion, there was a young girl in pink clothes. The girl was beautiful and pretty. She had a darker complexion. She applied more fat powder, but it was a bit less brutal. A little somber old-fashioned. There was a sense of impatience in her eyebrows, and she only asked: "It's this hour, why is that Joe Qiao and his wife not yet?"

"What anxiety," the woman beside her, about her mother smiled and comforted, "Isn't this a feast yet? Besides, Master Cui hasn't arrived yet, how can son Qiao show up first? Miner is hungry ?"

Yan Min'er, the girl in pink, frowned, "We are not hungry. We waited for Cui Zhongqi, we take it for granted. But I heard that after Cui Zhongqi's nephew, out of the city of Jiyang, Being adopted by a businessman is now nothing more than a business man. How can a business man, a person with a smell of copper, be worthy of our bitterness? Is it really impossible for him to be a personal thing?"

After all, Qiao Huanqing is a businessman, and everyone in Jiyang knows it. Although he came to the banquet today, it was also the face of Cui Yuezhi, and Qiao Huanqing was insignificant in private. It's just that it won't be said directly like Yan Min'er.

"Hush—" Mrs. Yan quickly covered her mouth: "Don't talk nonsense. No matter what, he is also the nephew of Master Cui. I think I am too spoiled by you on weekdays to teach you how lawless. You didn't see today Lord Cui hosted a banquet just to welcome this young Master Qiao. You said that Senior Master Qiao is not good, will Master Cui be happy?"

"So what," Yan Miner disdained: "Master Cui and my father are friends, and they will not blame me."

"You." Mrs. Yan wanted to stop her daughter's unobstructed mouth, but she was reluctant to really scold her.

Yan Min'er turned his eyes, thought for a while, and then disagreed and said: "I see, maybe I haven't seen any big scenes. I'm hiding from where I dare not come out at this moment, waiting for Cui Zhongqi to help guide the way. "