Lifting the black cloth and walking into the pile of historical papers belonging to the mysterious flower family, the carefully designed windows that can penetrate the sunlight but cannot penetrate the peeping eyes make this super secluded journey seem warm and warm, but Xu Le and Zhong Yanhua did not stay in this room for too long, and when the sun outside the window began to wave red hair, ready to change the name to Sunset, they walked out.

Master Fan held the teapot, closed his eyes, and sat quietly and happily on the bamboo recliner under the big tree, as if he had long forgotten the humiliating time when he was left naked on the tree by Feng Yu, listening to the footsteps behind him, he opened his eyes and looked sideways, and asked in surprise: "It's all over so soon?"

"The history of the master Fan Mansion in the empire of more than 700 lines, naturally it is impossible to read it so quickly, in fact, I have only read half of the mood book of that female sniper, but when the time comes, I have to leave. Xu Le replied.

"Leave, where are you going?" asked the Commonwealth, frowning.

Xu Le replied, "We're going to the market, and we'll come back to you tomorrow." ”

Master Fan slammed his thigh, leaving a shy palm print on his white and delicate skin, and scolded him for saying a famous line from Schiller's early burlesque plays.

"Come back tomorrow? What do you think of me here? Public toilets? Come as you want, leave as you want?"

Xu Le read this script, smiled, didn't explain too much, took Zhong Yanhua's hand, and walked out of the white courtyard briskly under the scolding of the master.

The two of them walked through these shadows, diagonally through the alley under the three palm maple trees, and then arrived at the market, and came to Aunt Sushan's shop amid the curious and puzzled gazes around them.

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The hot dinner, the hot atmosphere, the night in the quiet slum courtyard, it seems so warm, the chowder, the blood cake, the mutton sauerkraut vermicelli soup, the fried noodle box wrapped in the scallion meat, after eating it happily, it was the turn of Zhong Yanhua to be reluctant to wash the dishes with a sweet and flattering smile on his face, chatting a few words, and the three-person bureau of the flower card on the South Imperial Road was fiercely launched again until late at night.

In the attic, Xu Le quietly assembled the improved high-definition player, his fingers that didn't look dexterous, but they were as stable and precise as a machine, turning those scattered components into a good thing that the young masters of the noble mansions of the Imperial Kyoto could not help themselves again.

For him, the occasional re-smell of machinery in this calm rì is as happy as the previous dinner chatter. Zhong Yanhua was lying prone on the small bed, supporting the lower collar, his two feet bounced up and down mischievously, his beautiful eyes like black jewels, quietly focusing on Xu Le at the table, getting brighter and brighter.

It seems that the women's xìng magazine I read when I was a child said that, and the girl thought so.

"Brother, when you were sleeping in the sun in the Master's Mansion during the day, I took a closer look at that mood, and I felt more and more that the ancestor of the Hua family was really a great woman. ”

Xu Le carefully rested the soldering iron on the metal blade of the six-star knife, looked back at the girl on the bed, and replied after a moment of silence: "I don't want you to become such a great woman. ”

"Why?" Zhong Yanhua asked very seriously as he rolled up from the bed, opened his big eyes and looked back at him.

Xu Le didn't know how to answer, judging from the situation when he met Huai Caoshi last time, Zhong Yanhua longed for that kind of life, such a strong life, but ......

Xu Le thought for a moment, looked at her and said gently: "Whether it is the Ancestral Star, the Federation or the Empire, it may have changed a lot on the surface, but in fact, there are many things in the bones that have not changed, one of the most important points is the relationship between men and women, why are there so few women like the ancestor of the Hua family or Huai Caoshi? Because it is very hard, I don't want you to live too hard." ”

Small talk is just an episode, I don't know if the girl has been sleepless all night downstairs, anyway, Xu Le slept very soundly, as if she went back to the time when she was seriously injured and escaped, in this attic, feeling a sense of security and relaxation from nowhere.

In the subsequent rìzi, such a happy life has been repeated.

When he got up early in the morning, Xu Le often saw the little girl with a mast flower behind the morning rain alley, sometimes he poked his head out of the attic window and shouted, and then wrapped the chestnut he had eaten last night with a banknote and threw it out, crackling and falling at the feet of the little girl, and then a large handful of fragrant and refreshing white flowers rested on the stone steps at the door.

Whenever this happens, Zhong Yanhua will squat next to the well by the kitchen, brushing his teeth angrily, not knowing why he is angry. Xu Le wanted to go into the kitchen to help her aunt prepare dinner, but she stubbornly refused to look at him and refused to give way, foaming at the mouth and making her cheeks extremely round, which was very cute.

After breakfast, Xu Le rode an electric tricycle, took Aunt Zhong Fireworks and the high-definition player made last night to the market, and after rolling up the heavy roller shutter, he took Zhong Yanhua's hand to Master Fan to bury himself in the old paper pile again, no matter how angry the little girl was, he smiled and refused to let go.

Master Fan's Mansion is very quiet, the sunshine is very good, Master Fan is helpless to numb, and he doesn't bother to care about this brother and sister, so Xu Le has a very good environment, sleeping sweetly in the clear sunshine, compensating for the hard work of working overtime last night, as for those piles of old papers that may carry a lot of secrets, naturally there are very interested Zhong Yanhua to take a serious look.

Rì head tilted again, they returned to the small courtyard, late at night Aunt Susan slept peacefully with a smile, in the attic Xu Le's work, Zhong Yanhua began to tell the useful information he saw in the master Fan Mansion during the day, and most of the interesting things were related to the ancestor of the flower family.

"She copied a poem in the folder of the Imperial Geographical Chronicle, the author's name is Li Zhi, and the note says that this author is also a woman, but the problem is that I used the retrieval instrument of the Master Fan Mansion for a long time, and I didn't find such a person in the history of imperial literature, I suspect that this female poet named Li Zhi should be a figure on the ancestral star. ”

"Brother, are you listening?"

"Listening. ”

"You listen carefully to this poem: from near to far east and west, from deep to shallow clear stream. The highest to the brightest rì month, the closest relatives to the sparse couple...... It's so well written. ”

Zhong Yanhua sat on the bed against the wall, staring at Xu Le's back without blinking, and said: "Closest relatives and sparse couples, you and Sister Shui'er just have a marriage contract, and they are not married yet, let alone any intimacy, it has been almost three years, and she didn't say that she was looking for you." ”

Xu Le didn't look back, and said with a smile: "Then are you going to let Shang Qiu or Nan Xiangmei be your sister-in-law?"

Hearing this answer, Zhong Yanhua twisted his fingers, bit the corner of his lip, and was angry and silent.

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Life is just repetitive, plain, warm and safe, no one comes to disturb them, including the palace, and there is no follow-up news.

Now Xu Le is no longer the felony of the Federation who escaped, but the only male heir of the imperial family, so he no longer needs to be afraid of the ubiquitous spies of Tianjing Star, and the chip detectors that can be seen everywhere at the root of the eaves, but in such a happy rì, under the warm imperial sun, he began to think about everything in the Federation uncontrollably.

He misses his friends over there, and he's happy, so he wants them to be happy too.

There is a faint shadow in the happy life, according to the convention, Paul's monthly allowance will be hit into Aunt Susan's account around the twelfth, but this month has reached the twentieth, the number in the bank account has not changed, Aunt Susan is obviously a little distracted when cooking, and she loses a mess when she plays the South Road flower card.

"You don't have to worry, I know some news from the front, Mohuaxing has not had a major war for two months, and the front line is too far away from us, the exchange of information is not smooth, and it is normal for the allowance to be sent back a few days late. ”

Aunt Susan shook her head, looked at Xu Le and said: "That kid signed an allowance distribution agreement with the logistics department of the military department before he went to the front line, and now a large part of his allowance will automatically be deducted every month, and it will be transferred from the department to my account, all of which are electronic transfers, and he only needs to make an electronic signature confirmation on the front line, and it is impossible to be delayed by the journey, and the allowance has not yet arrived, which can only show that the logistics department has not obtained his electronic signature confirmation." ”

Xu Le continued to comfort: "This doesn't mean anything, if Paul is really in the pro-military camp, then he will not be more than two kilometers away from Her Royal Highness the princess, and there is no great danger at all, as for the delay in the confirmation of electronic signatures, it may be a special task such as His Highness's patrol, he must follow the whole process, and he has no time to deal with it." ”

"I hope so. Aunt Susan forced a smile.

If comfort is useful, there will not be so many lovelorn bitter love songs in the world, not to mention the mother-son heart-to-heart, once the worry starts, it can't be stopped, countless terrible conjecture pictures, so that Aunt Susan tosses and turns at night, it is difficult to sleep peacefully, perhaps because of the cold, in the quiet middle of the night, the small courtyard downstairs from time to time sounded a painful cough that was strongly suppressed but could not be suppressed.

Xu Le put on his pajamas, walked down the attic gently, went into the kitchen to boil the water, took out the pears from the refrigerator, peeled them and put them in a bowl, put them in the pot, quietly waited for the pears to steam to the fire, and then slowly raised them with warm water, ready for the aunt to eat after getting up.

In the early morning of the next day, Aunt Susan, who was accustomed to going to the market to sell goods with her sick body, was stopped by Xu Le, fed her medicine, and then returned to the small courtyard from the master's mansion in advance.

The steamed pears were still on the stove in the kitchen, still bubbling warm, but Aunt Susan's man was gone, and there was a note by the stove with two lines of scribbled handwriting.

"For some inconvenient reasons, we can only ask you to meet us in this way, and I believe this is enough to show our sincerity and determination. ”

Xu Le's right hand was slowly clenched, the paper in his palm was shattered piece by piece under the pressure of invisible force, he looked back at the clean wooden door of the small courtyard, his eyes slowly narrowed, and the murderous aura was pressing.

He thought to himself, "Someone is trying to force me to kill someone."