Wei Celadon took a step ahead of her, picked up the slightly heavy ebony box, and got out of the car with a slight ripple in the hem of her clothes.

Fenghua's red lips curled.

Tut.

I feel like I'm a family member.

She jumped out of the carriage with a light figure, her long inky hair slick black behind her, the ends of her hair brushing in the sunlight, and she lazily followed.

Zhongcheng Mansion is built low-key and luxurious, full of exquisite, antique style.

The rockeries are stacked and green, the promenade is tortuous, and the pavilions and pavilions are stacked.

The servant led the way in front and led them to a small and remote path leading to the backyard, and explained respectfully: "At present, the servants and maids in the house are sweeping and decorating in the atrium garden, the dusty servants and servants are mixed, this road is secluded, the scenery is good, even when our family is troubled, they often come here to relax......"

"Oh, yes." Fenghua's eyes deepened, and the smile on her lips was playful, she tilted her head, looked at the young man beside her with a smile, and said, "What does Childe think of the scenery here?" ”

Wei Qingci glanced at her, seriously commented on the two words, and said, "It's okay." ”

A serious look.

Fenghua deliberately teased him, "Childe, this box is very heavy, if you don't let me carry it, you are Childe, how can you do such a rough job." ”

As she spoke, she reached for the ebony box in the boy's hand......

Wei Celadon lightly lifted the wooden box, avoided Fenghua's hand, changed it to one hand, and whispered: "Don't make trouble." ”

“……”

The woman with black hair and white skirt, with light steps and graceful posture, walked to the nine-curved corridor with her skirt, and the appearance of Yingying's smile flashed in front of her eyes, and soon disappeared......

Wei Zhang, who was standing on the edge of a pale green bamboo forest, inadvertently turned around, as if thinking that there was a hallucination in front of his eyes, and his lips couldn't help but overflow with an eager shout: "Mei Niang......"

He hurried forward, saw the red-faced figure disappearing in front of him, and suddenly woke up, and stopped in a daze.

His face was stunned.

Lord Zhongcheng, who has an elegant and handsome face and elegant eyebrows and eyes, couldn't help sighing, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "It's me who is stunned, Mei Niang is dead, and the bones and graves are far away in Jiangnan, how can it appear here, it's an illusion again......"

got rid of the stunned and soulless expression, and returned to the handsome appearance of a handsome son.

The little servant came from afar to look for him: "My lord, many of your colleagues in the front yard have arrived, can you change your clothes and go over?" ”

Wei Zhang bowed his head slightly, looked down at the plain silver-trimmed brocade robe on his body, and lightly withdrew his gaze, "You don't have to change it, just this body." ”

"But the adult's body, it's too plain, today is your birthday, or dress festively, it's considered auspicious, anyway, it doesn't take much time to change clothes......," the little guy hurriedly persuaded.

Before going to the green bamboo forest to find his lord, his wife had explained to him that he wanted him to wear the clothes specially cut by the embroidery workshop.

Wei Zhang walked forward, with a faint tone of indifference, and said, "No need, I told my wife a long time ago, it's just a birthday, and there's nothing good to do." ”

"Yes."

The little guy followed behind Wei Zhang smartly, and couldn't help but ponder in his heart:

Mrs. is beautiful and kind-hearted, and treats adults wholeheartedly, why is the attitude of adults so cold?

Alas~