Two Ex-Husbands On One Stage

Chapter 49 Dongpo Meat? Carassius auratus?

The following day, Luoyang City lifted the ban, and the regent Wang Haodang returned to Beijing.

Before leaving, I looked back at the stupa covered by pomegranate trees, but I saw the old abbot of Baima Temple standing outside the pagoda, twisting the beads in his hand, chanting a bead, shaking his head, and turning away, leaving a faint voice. It was sent by sighing far away, and there seemed to be a deep and pitiful compassion.

I lowered my head and straightened the skirt, and followed behind the Xiaoer to embark on the rebellious king.

Aside the maid rolled up the car curtain, I lifted the skirt and stepped on to the last stage, just waiting to enter, I saw a pair of hands stretched out from the curtain and handed to the front, followed by Pei Yanzhen Yingying's warm face, a little tight expression was heard My footsteps faded away silently, "Miao'er, you're here." I was about to hold my hand into it, but was blocked by a pair of diagonally outstretched small hands, and Xiaoer held my hand. Full pull, "Mother, Xiaoer leads you up."

I got into the car, but when I saw Pei Yanzhen smiled lightly, with a little spoiling of the child, I slowly withdrew my hand and touched the heart of Xiaoer's hair. Xiao'er seemed to be displeased with his childlike actions like this, twisting the beginning without any traces, but not the beginning of the next moment, but I didn't carelessly look at it, so I could see that Pei Yanzhen only appeared to be at random The hand on Er's shoulder seemed to slightly squeeze a certain acupuncture point of Yeer, so that Yeer could not turn her head until he stubbornly stubbornly moved the heart to touch Xiaoer's heart, and then let go of Yeer. When Xiaoer broke free, she pulled me to sit far away in the other corner of the car and glared at Pei Yanzhen.

After some small movements, I can't help but feel a little stunned in my eyes. I never thought that Pei Yanzhen should be so naive when he was such a childish child.

"Mo Yao will stare at me. Your mother is not well. She can't stand the bumps and can't sit in the back of the car." Pei Yanzhen spoke slowly, as if she had seen her every move.

He took my hand and led me to a soft couch next to him to sit down. He reached out and touched the velvet cushion behind me, and confirmed that all the sides were covered with cushions before taking back his hand. The next moment I had to wrap my shoulders, and for some reason, I instinctively shrunk back slightly, close to the car wall. Pei Yanzhen's hand froze in the air. After a long time, his fingertips moved stiffly, and he slowly retracted, his frown frowning.

At this moment, Xiaoer sat next to me, inserted between me and Pei Yanzhen vigilantly, embracing me and said, "The mother is not afraid of Uncle Gong, there is Xiaoer."

Hearing the words, Pei Yanzhen pursed her lip corners, and the face like moisturizing fat slowly faded into the proper luster. A few pales rose, and her eyebrows drooped, and her eyes slowly lowered.

For a time, there was a speechless embarrassment in the car, only to hear the horseshoes stepping on the stone road in front of the "de", the car gently shaken slowly forward.

"Why did your mother keep staring at Uncle Gong?"

"Uh……"

It wasn’t until Xiaoer looked up with a small face in confusion, that I was surprised that I hadn’t left Pei Yanzhen since I entered the car. I panicked and turned away, but I caught a glimpse of Pei Yanzhen’s raised eyes. Ying Qian was affectionate, and faced my flickering eyes, and I was startled, as if I was caught, I dare not move until he gently called out: "Miaoer." I remembered him Seeing me, my heart seemed to be relieved, his eyes turned away from the car, and he no longer looked at him.

Afterwards, the atmosphere inside the driving became more embarrassing. I looked at the scenery flying past the screen, but the back of the neck was like a man's back, and I was irritated. I knew that he could not see it, but I couldn’t ignore the double points behind me anyway. Clear eyes.

Driving all the way to the capital, except for occasionally talking to Xiao'er, I and Pei Yanzhen almost didn't talk much, and occasionally a sentence or two were nothing but--

"Miaoer."

"Ok."

"I remember your favorite snacks, but would you like to try them?"

"Not hungry."

"Are you cold?"

"not cold."

Very short and rusty. Even if it is as simple as two words, after he gets it, the corners of his mouth will always be slightly raised, and a soft radiance will swell in his eyes, so that I can see what it is like in my heart, and can only open my face and not look at him.

After entering Beijing, I was placed in the palace by him.

At this point, we know why we have never heard of any short talk about the blindness of the Regent, because there are few people who know this, except those who are waiting for them. However, can you really get close and have geometry? They were all rigorously trained, and their servants were stricter than clams. The prince did not have many appearances. When he appeared, he surrounded the words and deeds without any flaws, so that the outsiders could not detect them at all.

If I hadn’t seen it in person, I couldn’t believe it. After living for a few days, I knew how he would fight and be stubborn and stubborn under the gentle face.

He couldn't see, but he never wanted to do anything personally for him by using the hands of others.

When I used dinner for the first time, the servant laid down more than 20 dishes on the floor. I thought a maid would cook for him. However, unexpectedly, he actually picked the vegetables himself. His movements were slow but precise. Unmistakably, the slightly slower movement made him look elegant and expensive.

After a few meals, I found out that the order of the dishes was fixed. He had already cooked them and remembered them, so he could get them even if he couldn’t see them. However, although the chopsticks could be put into the plate accurately, they couldn’t be guaranteed. What is it, such as **** silk stewed chicken, a chopsticks into the inside, sometimes caught chicken wire, sometimes caught **** silk, choked his brows.

Fortunately, he is not a very heavy-mouthed person, and he is not very picky about eating. As long as he is not greasy and fat, he can eat it. The chef knows his taste, and the dishes are mainly fried and steamed, and only a lot of braised meat dishes are placed in front of me.

There is a dish that must be placed in front of Xiaoer every day, or steamed anchovy, West Lake vinegar fish, or squirrel bass. There is a fish character left and right, which is precisely the door of Xiaoer, Xiao Erding hates eating fish, but Pei Yanzhen does not like his habit of picky eating. Every day there will be a dish with fish. He did not force Xiaoer to eat, so he let the servants put him in front of him. If Xiaoer eats, he doesn’t say anything. If he doesn’t eat, his face is as calm as a breeze, and he doesn’t scold harshly. Words, only in the evening supper there will be no supper to eat, not to eat until the next day supper.

After I looked at it, my brows were wrinkled, and my heart was very sad. It turned out that in the two years when I was away, he treated Xiaoer so much. Xiaoer was clever and sensible from her childhood. In the past, at the Shen family, it was too late for everyone to grieve. Why did Zeng force him to do anything? In addition to not eating fish, Xiao'er is an impeccable child. He is never as mischievous and miserable as other children. Instead, he is sometimes too sensitive and intelligent, and intimate to make people pity his precocity.

Hungry in the child, pain in the mother's heart.

Yesterday night, Xiaoer refused to eat the braised mandarin fish, and was removed from her two meals as usual. Until this evening, Pei Yanzhen asked his maid to bring Xiaoer to dinner. In my eyes, although I was extremely angry, I didn't want to have much theory with him. I only let them go down when the servants were serving the dishes, and I put the dishes on the table by myself.

Pei Yanzhen waited until I heard the first bite before I fell off, but when I saw him picking up the chopsticks, he caught a dish in front of him. The maid looked very anxious when she looked at her. Sweeping, he bowed his head and shut his mouth.

Pei Yanzhen naturally put the chopsticks into the mouth, without waiting for a moment, the tip of his eyebrows curled up, put down the chopsticks, the slender eyebrows lifted up slightly, not to ask for censure, the attendants who were on the side already kneeled down together.

I took a look at the bowl of oily, trembling Dongpo pork with a festive soy sauce color, and said indifferently: "It's the dish I put, it's better to eat more meat." After that, he added a piece of fat to his bowl Greasy elbow meat.

Unexpectedly, just put down the meat, his hand was held in the palm of his hand before it was retracted. In the presence of these many servants maidservants as Xiaoer, I was a little annoyed at the moment. , I just used my thumb to gently stroke back and forth intimately in my palm and let go of me. I withdrew my hand, but if nothing happened, my heart was annoyed, but when I looked up, he saw him looking at me, his face was softly attached, and his brows were raised. Faintly flattered joy.

"Miaoer said that it would be good to be good."

After finishing his speech, he lifted the chop again and ate the fat without changing his face. Not only did he not frown, but he gently cast his "eyes" on me in the intermission.

I wanted to teach Xiaoer what he wanted to do. He didn’t want to do anything to others. Xiaoer didn’t like to eat fish. It was the same reason he didn’t like greasy. He didn’t want to have a meal. It was pleasant and pleasant, and it seemed that my proper fleshing action made him feel as good as he could see him. After the meal, he got up and left, and he quietly caught my hand under the table, and quickly withdrew without waiting for me to refuse, making me even more annoyed.

Xiaoer touched the class and learned fast. By the time of lunch on the second day, I just sat down, and I suddenly saw Pei Yanzhen holding a snow crucian carp in front of him, and a vegetarian dish that was often placed in front of him was changed to Xiaoer. I was stunned for a while and suddenly remembered that Shicai Xiao'er seemed to have arrived for a while, and he must have changed it.

It's just this fish...

Before he could stop it, Pei Yanzhen had swallowed it, and his face changed slightly. It seemed to be stung gently by the wasp's tail needle, and the crucian carp was prickly. I wonder if it was caught by the fishbone.

"You..." I exhaled, turned around, and wanted to call the maid to serve the vinegar, and then thought about it, but I felt suffocated by the subconsciousness of him so subconsciously that I swallowed back the words.

When the maid hurried up, she would withdraw the crucian carp, but he was stopped by him. Another entourage stepped forward to help him pick out the thorn, but when he touched Pei Yanzhen’s suddenly cold face, he was shocked and retreated. Go down.

Seeing him put another chopstick in the mouth and put the fish in the mouth with a thin tongue before eating the meat. I realized that he was so strong that he was almost paranoid. Any help from others who pity his blindness will call him Tiredly refused.

Although the tongue can be used to prick, the crucian carp is not only prickly but also unevenly sized, and the mouth is soft and inevitably always sticks. I really can’t see him as brave, so I gently sandwiched the fish and removed most of it in the bowl. After stabbing, gently put it back in the direction close to him. If he wants to eat, he must take it nearby.

Who knew he would eat two bites, then put down the chopsticks, "snap" softly, slightly raised his eyebrows, his face lightly, said coolly: "Who picked the thorn?"

There was silence for a while, and no one dared to speak.

I heard no one replying to admit it, but when he saw his eyebrow peak immediately condensed, a light smile on his lips, like a windy wind, just when I thought it was a sign of his anger, that eyebrow slowly spread again, face A thin layer of pale pink appeared on the surface. That mysterious look was fleeting, and Xu saw him recovering and the appearance of the wind and rain, no longer delving into it, and once again picked up the bowl and continued to eat, seeing him so gloomy I couldn't help looking away.

In the next few days, the fish were all placed in front of Pei Yanzhen, either crucian carp or grass carp or angling fish, all spiny fish, I was strange in my heart, obviously did not see Xiaoer moved hands and feet... out of benevolence Heart, I had to quietly tickle him off like last time. Although he ate a little bit strangely, he didn't care about why the fish had no thorns.

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