The moon-white cool clothes swayed slightly in the night breeze, and with the long green hair, it actually had a bit of fairy energy, which reminded people of the little fox fairy in the book, and broke into the world ignorantly.

Wei Lang lowered the lantern slightly and asked, "Why did you come out so late?" ”

"Can't sleep." She said, "I can't sleep and feel uncomfortable, so come out for a walk." ”

Wei Lang stared at her and told the route: "Go out of this bamboo forest and go east, turn left again, and pass through the verandah......"

Luo Baoying stretched out her little hand and pointed left and right: "East, west, north and south, where is the east?" She looked at Lan Ling, "Lan Ling, do you know where the east side is?" ”

Amazed by the appearance of the third prince of Wei, Lan Ling hadn't shaken his head yet, and subconsciously shook his head: "Slave, slave and maid don't know, this place is too big." ”

There were two masters and servants, one seemed to have lost his soul, and the other was still young and looked at him expectantly.

Thinking of the importance that Mrs. Wei valued the Luo family, Wei Lang turned around and said, "Let's go, I'll send you." ”

A light and indifferent word, but Luo Baoying behind her stared at her with round eyes, she really didn't expect Wei Lang to be so easy to speak, and she didn't know whether to be happy or annoyed for a while, because after the two met, he didn't want to send her back to Yichun Hou's Mansion once, but now for a little girl who wants nothing, she is so light.

However, he couldn't fight, and it was not easy to scold, Luo Baoying followed behind, and only stretched out her foot in her skirt and kicked him several times.

Imagine him being kicked and rolled to the ground, and she laughs silently.

Unexpectedly, Wei Lang suddenly turned around, her smile froze on her face, and she coughed repeatedly.

The shoulders shrugged, and the small body seemed to tremble.

Freeze, right?

Wei Lang twisted his eyebrows, looked at Lan Ling, he was not wearing much, and secretly thought to himself what these two people were doing? I'm not afraid of catching a cold and getting sick, the master is just ignorant, and the slave doesn't know how to stop it, so he took off his cloak and put it on Luo Baoying: "The front is here." ”

In the end, it was a place for the female dependents to live, and it was not appropriate for him to get too close.

The bamboo-blue cloak with the edges, with a faint warmth, dragged straight to the ground, Luo Baoying stood still, only to feel a heart fluttering in her chest.

In Wei Lang's eyes, it was funny, and he smiled softly: "It's too long, maybe the road is not easy to walk, but you are frozen and sick, I am afraid that your family will have to worry." Let's just wear it, and don't come out next night. ”

Lan Ling hurriedly picked up the extra part.

Luo Baoying couldn't hide the heat on her face, although a girl of her age shouldn't blush for her cousin's concern, but she couldn't control it, for fear that he would see it clearly, she lowered her head and said, "Thank you, cousin, I'll pay it back to you tomorrow." With that, he walked away quickly.

Went straight to the bedroom, his face was still burning, Lan Ling smiled and said, "The third son is really kind. ”

She let go of her cloak, and the beautiful blue spread on the ground like a meadow.

Luo Baoying was noncommittal, and only said, "You go down, I'm sleepy." ”

Lan Ling agreed and closed the door.

With a straight face, she took off her cloak and threw it on the ground, stomping on it twice.

Last year, the two families went out to play, and when they were about to return, it was also cold, she was so cold that she couldn't help rubbing her hands, Luo Tianchi saw it, and immediately came up to ask for warmth, but his hands were on the placket, and he didn't untie the cloak to lend her in the end, or the slaves and maids took it from the car in a panic.

And now, he's so generous!

She really couldn't figure it out, a young woman like the original Luo Zhen couldn't compare to Luo Baoying's small body? Her fiancée is not as good as a little cousin who has just met.

Luo Baoying, who secretly wanted to tease Wei Lang, was quite unhappy by his initiative, and had mixed feelings in her heart.

After half a ring, I picked up the cloak and smelled the ink fragrance on it, thick but not greasy, long and not scattered, it must be the incense-seeking ink ingot made by the "ink saint" of the previous dynasty, and now how the descendants imitate it, it can't be done, there are a few ingots in her Hou Mansion's house, but unfortunately, this time I am afraid that I can't afford it.

The past was churning in my mind for a while, and I didn't know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was just dawn.

Luo Baoying only felt the fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose, which was placed on the high table next to the bed, his cloak.

Lan Ling and Zifu came in to serve, and the former said with a smile: "The Wei family is so thoughtful, it's still dark, so I came to ask the master what he wanted to eat, the slave and maid ordered a few things, and now they have been delivered, looking at the exquisite ones, they must be delicious." ”

The cook of the Wei family was born in the imperial kitchen, and the emperor relied on the old man Wei, caring from head to toe, and the diet was naturally the same, otherwise where would people who were nearly seventy years old still have any energy to serve the imperial court, and their daily health would be unusual.

Luo Baoying swallowed slowly and pointed to the cloak: "You can take it in a while and return it to the third cousin." ”

Lan Ling glanced at it and saw a few footprints.

"Girl, do you want to wash it?"

"No, why do you need to wash this." Luo Baoying stretched out her hand and patted it, but the footprints were immediately invisible, "Maybe the third cousin is waiting to wear it, let's pay it back earlier." ”

What to wash, she didn't wash his cloak!

But how can such a person only have a cloak? Lan Ling didn't believe it no matter how ignorant she was, but when her own girl said so, she couldn't refute it.

When I got to the room, it was already very lively, today happened to be resting, and the old man Wei was also there, and decades of court career had carved a strong majesty on him, and when he raised his hands and feet, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stared, and they didn't dare to speak at all. There was an occasional pause, and when he looked at Mrs. Wei, there would be a slight smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

The two have been husband and wife for more than 40 years, and only they know best how many ups and downs they have gone through.

However, Wei Chunfan, the second master of Wei, looked at it, his face was slightly dark, and the second lady of Wei held his arm and let go, and smiled at the old lady Wei: "Yesterday, I was busy talking, and I didn't take a few children to look around, no, I heard that Bao Ying was lost yesterday." ”

Frightened, I knew so quickly, Luo Baoying secretly thought that in the middle of the night, the guards of the Wei family were very well-informed, but she was prepared in the morning, so she didn't bring the cloak, so she stepped forward and said: "I can't sleep at night, I don't know if it's the first time I came to Kyoto, so I came out for a walk." Fortunately, I met my third cousin, who was afraid that I would be cold, so I borrowed a cloak. ”

She smiled and entrusted it to Wei Lang: "Thank you, cousin." ”

Frank and swaying, the light wind and the moon, and not twisting, such a little girl, Mrs. Wei Er said it by name, and everyone felt very bored.

Could it be that she will still seduce Wei Lang? No matter how you look at it, it's impossible.

Wei Lang took the cloak and saw the faint footprints on it, of course, I didn't know that Luo Baoying deliberately stepped on it, but it was too long, she was inconvenient to walk, and said with a slight smile: "It's a matter of effort, it's good that my cousin is not frozen." ”

actually borrowed her cloak, Luo Baozhang looked at it from the side, secretly envious, but at the same time, he was also in his heart, this is to be replaced by her, today was said by Mrs. Wei, I am afraid that I will be punished by Luo Yun when I turn back, and I hurriedly retracted my gaze at Wei Lang, thinking that the rules of this Wei family are too strict, where can I get close to him!

Or it's better to change people, after all, Kyoto is not only the Wei family.

The cousin and cousin were humble, and Wei Lang took the initiative to lend it out, Old Man Wei glanced at Second Mrs. Wei, and smiled at Old Mrs. Wei: "You have a good relationship with the old lady, we are a family," and said to the Luo family, "You all live in peace, even if you want to buy a house, don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and you can invest a lot of money, but there is no regret medicine." ”

It was to support Mrs. Wei, and the old lady breathed a sigh of relief.

This matter is solved.

Seeing that his mother was a villain in vain, fifteen-year-old Wei Han frowned, and took the initiative to lead the Luo family girls to play in the garden: "The flowers are blooming well, and we will draw and write in the meantime, which is the most comfortable." Then he asked, "What do you masters teach, do you teach the Four Books and the Five Classics?" ”

"I teach it, if you want to talk about this, our eldest sister is the most proficient." Luo Baozhang said with a smile, "But you must be much more powerful than us when you invite a female master." ”

"It's not amazing, let's write together and see." Wei Lian's eyes rolled, "Why don't you write here?" Just give the elders some advice, and the best one is called the grandfather and grandmother reward. She grinned, turned back to Mrs. Wei and asked, "Grandmother, are you okay?" ”

"You must have taken a fancy to my pair of peony hairpins." Old Madam Wei smiled, "That's it, what about giving it to you?" ”

Liang is prosperous, and the rich and noble girls gather and learn from each other, just like men meeting friends with martial arts, all of which are elegant things, and it is not reckless to build this building.

"Grandmother said yes." Wei Lian winked at Wei Han, as if to say, that thing is what you have in your pocket.

Wei Han frowned, telling her not to be so arrogant.

After a while, the people arranged the bookcase in the courtroom, and brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The girls write, the elders, together with a few sons also watched the battle together, the Wei family is a scholarly family, and it is common for the younger generations to do this, like the eldest son Wei Zhang, the second son Wei Heng, and the fourth son Wei Chong, which did not grow up like this, and the old man Wei rewarded them with a lot of things.

However, since Wei Lang came from Jiangnan, the top spot never fell on others.

Although Wei Han is not the eldest daughter, she is carefully taught by her female master, and her calligraphy is extraordinary, and she will win praise after writing, but it is Luo Baotang's turn, but it is so-so. Neat and beautiful, but lacking aura, as for Luo Baozhang, he is always busy looking in the mirror in class, how much effort can he have? Even Wei Lian can't compare.

Yuan thought to himself, when he moved, he really had to hire a good master! She was not discouraged, she lost to the Wei family, and she was convinced, not to mention the Luo family, it was Kyoto, how many people could compare?

The old lady smiled and said, "I have to ask them to learn more from your girls." ”

It was Wei Lian's faint slap on Ma Wei, but it was also unavoidable, because the girls had to learn from each other sooner or later, Luo Baoying sat in front of the desk and took a deep breath.

I don't know if Wei Langke still remembers her words, but she doesn't care anymore, that illiterate guy, who cares what he thinks, he will never know that she is Luo Zhen!

She picked up the sheep's hair, her fingers slender and long, as if translucent in the sun, lined with the green bamboo pipes as green as jade.

For some reason, everyone suddenly held their breath, only to see the little girl's wrist move slightly, and slowly draw a stroke on the Chengxin paper.