Chapter 85

What's that expression?

Jiang Xuening looked at him suspiciously. He was a little counselled. He only suspected that he had said something wrong: "then I'll take one?"

Xie Wei

Jiang Xuening immediately changed her tongue: "I still don't want to eat that."

Xie Wei suddenly felt a little funny.

It's not laughing at Jiang Xuening.

It's about laughing at yourself.

He shook his head inexplicably, looking at the tea in his palm, but he thought of Yan linlai and said: "he is stubborn and has a bad temper. He doesn't know what kind of magic Yan Lin has."

How does haoduanduanduan mention Yanlin?

And I wonder why Yan Lin takes a fancy to her?

Jiang Xuening pulled the corners of her mouth and whispered: "so Yan Lin is loved, and you don't have a wife."

Yan just saw her face and said to you, "I'm worthy of learning."

“……”

There were complaints in his heart, and he didn't dare to care with him, which made people laugh. But Xie Wei's lips just bent up a little, and he didn't know why they subsided.

Yan Lin.

The house of marquis Yongyi.

Crown gift.

Unconsciously, the day is very near.

Jiang Xuening finished just now words, also almost at the same time realized this, on the surface relaxed affectionate then followed silence.

She remembers the crown of the last life.

At that time, she knew nothing about the situation of the government and the field, and she didn't know that the house of marquis Yongyi was in danger at that time, and she had made up her mind to be queen. But before it was put into practice, she was still very playful and childish, thinking about finding a special birthday gift for Yan Lin.

The result did not expect, that day half on the road missed the hour.

She was late.

When her car arrived at Hou's house, the whole house was already full of blood, and the soldiers were so cold that they were crying. The dignitaries who went to the banquet were so scared that they ran away from it.

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

No one answered her.

She took her birthday gift and wanted to go in and find someone.

But the soldiers stopped her.

She wanted to get in.

However, at this time, a head rolled out from the inside and fell on the steps, splashing blood on the ground. She was immediately frightened. Then she turned her head and saw that the people with swords were looking at her coldly.

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

After returning to the government, she was ill.

In other words, in the last life, she didn't even attend Yan Lin's crown ceremony.

Later, Yan Lin misunderstood that she was pursuing advantages and avoiding disadvantages, because she knew that Hou Fu was in trouble, so she deliberately did not come.

After all, she soon told him that she was going to be queen.

Later, the old youth, who had been through the wind, frost, rain and snow, and had become a general in Beijing in glory, stood in her magnificent palace, gently pressed her shoulder, helped her take off the golden step shake from her head, and said to her, "that day, I waited for the empress for a long time. Standing in the hall, looking at every guest coming in, full of expectation, always thinking that maybe you will be next. But after waiting one after another and watching one after another, the king of Linzi came, but you didn't; Mr. Xie came, but you didn't; even Xiao Shu came, but you didn't. But I think Ning Ning promised me that he would come. So I wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

Jiang Xuening has no way to defend himself.

Or, for the old youth trapped in hatred and darkness, all the excuses are pale.

She could only shut her eyes in silence.

All kinds of previous life suddenly like tide, Jiang Xuening after a while, just slowly look at the tea cup in his hand.

Calm tea, such as a small water mirror, reflects Xie Wei's figure sitting opposite her.

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

Xie Wei light: "well."

Men were the first in their twenties, and then they got married.

There are words in the crown, which are used to explain the name and clarify the ambition.

Most of the men who came from xungui's family would invite Hongru Gaoshi to write for them when they came to the ceremony. Although Xie Wei was not as old as other Hongru in the scholars, he was the prince Shaoshi who presided over the Jingyan day of Wenyuan Pavilion. In the past, he had never heard of anyone who could ask him to write for.

Yan Lin seems to be the first.

And the only one so far.

But Jiang Xuening didn't know what was the character of Yanlin in the last life. Did he succeed?

After the disaster of marquis Yongyi's residence, all topics related to the Yan family became taboo, and no one dared to mention them.

After Yan Lin returned to the court, no one could be so close as to call him.Maybe, but she didn't know.

Xie Wei looked at her for a moment and said, "now the high gate in Beijing knows that the situation of marquis Yongyi's mansion is not good. Although the invitation has been sent, there are only a few people who can answer it. You don't seem to have any kind heart. Will you go then? "

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

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

After Xie Wei listens, but is brow tip a pick, unexpectedly lightly hissed a.

Best friend?

He didn't know if he had anything to say. Anyway, he shook his head. After all, he didn't say anything. He didn't seem to be in the mood to drink tea. He just put down his tea cup and said, "practice."

Jiang Xuening's tea is not finished, but he is not thirsty. After talking about this topic, the anger of the previous dispute with Yao Xi easily disappeared.

Instead, it's heavy.

She put down her tea cup, sat down at her desk and practiced the piano. She also played "colorful clouds chasing the moon".

I played well yesterday, so it's better today.

But I didn't expect that I didn't have yesterday's fluency at all. I didn't make a mistake in just a few sentences.

Xie Wei turned to see her.

Jiang Xuening stopped for a moment and looked at her slender fingers on the string. They trembled gently without her control, and the string below also trembled.

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

But the feeling of trembling passed from the fingertips to the heart.

She lowered her head and closed her eyes.

Xie Wei didn't scold anything for the first time, but said faintly, "if you can't be quiet, don't play."

Yan Lin's crown ceremony is around the corner

If you don't mention it, how can you calm down?

Jiang Xuening felt cold at the bottom of her heart. She was oppressed by something heavy and breathless. Even the flying eyebrows disappeared when she quarreled with Yao Xi just now. She replied: "yes."

There was no sound in FengChen hall again.

Xie Wei read the official documents in front of the case, but he didn't seem to be able to read them.

Jiang Xuening is in a daze in front of the piano table. After a while, he wanders in the sky.

Two minutes later, another eunuch came outside to tell Xie Wei.

But look at Jiang Xuening inside, he didn't speak.

Xie Wei got up and said to Jiang Xuening, "make your own tea, read a book and have a rest."

Then he went out of the hall.

The eunuch followed him to the porch and lowered his voice to tell something.

Jiang Xuening couldn't hear clearly.

She did not dare to listen to Xie Wei.

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

This is a gift from Yan Lin.

At that time, the boy's passionate and sincere face was still floating in the water of memory, but the more so, the more depressed she felt when she looked at the piano, so she stood up and simply sat down at the tea table to make tea again.

The dish of peach cake is still in place.

Jiang Xuening just saw it.

She didn't touch the first cup of tea; when she drank the second cup of tea, she felt some bitterness in her stomach; when she got to the third cup of tea, she finally felt that she had to eat something, so she extended her hand to the dish of peach cake.

Snow white piece by piece, dotted with some pieces of peach kernel in the middle.

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

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

The cooks in the palace can't do anything else. All kinds of cakes look good and smell delicious, although they may feel different after eating.

But it's in the palace after all.

Who cares if it's really delicious?

A thin piece of peach cake is in hand. Jiang Xuening stares at it for a long time, and finally puts it into her mouth casually.

The glutinous rice is kneaded together, flexible and soft.

Sweet but not greasy, clear but not bitter.

The smell

At first, she didn't care, but when the taste melted on the tip of her tongue, Jiang Xuening's eyelids jumped. She almost choked herself with fright, and almost overturned the tea cup with a shake of her hand!

No matter what the peach cake tastes like!

In a word, it can't be made by the cooks in the palace!

In her last life, all the chefs who could make cakes in the palace had tried, and none of them could make the taste she wanted to eat!

It's even more impossible to be a chef who hasn't been changed in this world palace!

Then this disc

Jiang Xuening only felt that what she had just eaten was poison. She raised her hand to press her eyelids and her heart. She wished she could spit out the piece she had just eaten!

God, what the hell did she do!

Or that sentence, how even Xie Wei's things she dares to eat!!!I'm not sure it's this dish of peach slice cake that is used to test whether she still remembers those things four years ago?

Xie Wei is a cruel man.

It's all his fault that he has been so kind recently that he habitually takes an inch and loses his vigilance!

Calm down.

Calm down.

Just one piece.

Xie Wei may not have counted.

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

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

Jiang Xuening quickly stretched out her hand and fiddled with the dish of peach cake again, covering the gap left by the piece she had just taken away.

Then wait for Xie Wei to come back.

But after waiting for a long time, Xie Wei hasn't come back.

Jiang Xuening faintly smelled the faint sweet aroma again. Originally, she looked down at the eyes of tea, looked at the peach cake, and turned back. Then she looked back.

Actually

It's a lot to watch?

If you take another tablet, you may not be able to see it.

She twisted her head and looked at the door of the side hall. Before she heard the little voice, she became more courageous. Then she reached out and pulled a piece out of the dish and quickly put it into her mouth.

Look at that dish of peach cake.

Well, it's very good. There's nothing wrong with it. It's just that the one on the left looks a little abrupt and inexplicable.

Jiang Xuening thinks that he can't let it go like this. It's not good if it attracts Xie Wei's attention.

Throw it away?

That's too wasteful.

So it's better to eat it. It doesn't count her stealing. It's not that she really wants to eat it. It's to make this dish of peach cake look normal!

She swore that if she had eaten this piece, she would not eat it. If she ate it again, she would die!

But it's such a thing

One has two, two has three, three is not far away from addiction, and eat one piece at a time, I really can't see the big difference between this plate of peach cake and the previous one

Once again, the claws of sin stretched out.

"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 just came in from the door, but he didn't hear clearly. He just said, "what's the last time?"

"Cough, cough!"

Jiang Xuening was so scared that she choked when she couldn't swallow the peach slice cake!

She quickly poured half a cup of tea for herself to avoid the risk of choking. She turned around and said, "no, it's nothing. 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

This plate of peach cake is so little?

He looked at Jiang Xuening with a smile.

Jiang Xuening followed his eyes and saw the small dish with yunpiangao

When did the pendulum become so sparse?

It doesn't matter!

Maybe Xie Wei is lame!

She said with a smile: "just a little hungry, eat a little, eat a little..."

Xie Wei raised his eyebrow: "when I'm lame?"

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

Xie Wei then "Oh" A: "taste how?"

Jiang Xuening thought that he could not remember the taste of that year. He opened his eyes and told a lie: "it's similar to yesterday. The cooks in the palace are gorgeous. They look good, but they can't eat. It's OK to have a cup of tea."

I feel tired of this movie.

The idea moves, he goes forward, make an appearance to want that dish end, way: "since not delicious, also don't need to aggrieve oneself, throw out good, ask the cook in the palace to make a dish for Ning Er girl again well."

Throw it away?!

Jiang Xuening blurted out: "don't --"

as soon as she spoke, she wanted to slap herself.

Xie Wei stops and looks at her with interest.

Jiang Xuening finally knows that he is not only a person with adverse scales, but also a person with death.

From extravagance to frugality is hard.

Growing up in the countryside, it's hard to satisfy one's appetite. So if one has tasted good things, he will never forget them.

Her heart is bleak, simply out, the dead pig is not afraid of hot water, expressionless face, against the other side's gaze, face not red, heart not jump, sincere way: "it's not so bad, life when abstaining from extravagance, simple, can't waste."

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

Xie Wei

If I had known a dish of peach cake, I would have been able to make this ancestor clean up. What was the reason why I had tried so hard to coax her and teach her

Suddenly a little doubt about their ability to see people?He gave an inexplicable smile.

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