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Chapter 471 Disgusting
The layout of the palace is different from that of Xiao's house. After coming here, Xiao Yan was given a separate courtyard.

Fourteen and Zuo Qiuyue live in the main courtyard in the middle, and the courtyard on the east side of the main courtyard is where Zuo Qiuyue lived when he was young, and now it is given to Xiao Yan.Qi Lecheng and Gu Lin also lived with Xiao Yan.

The courtyard on the west side of the main courtyard was given to Mei Zhixue and Song Guo.

After returning, Yinzhu, Xiaowu and the others were busy packing their bags, and Shisi personally took Xiao Yan to his east courtyard.

About half an hour later, Zuo Qiuyue waited for her at the gate of the main courtyard.

"How about it?"

The servants in the mansion were busy going back and forth, and when they met two people, they all bowed silently, not daring to talk or look.

Zuo Qiuyue held Shishi's hand, wanting to lead her back.

But Shisi held him back: "Go and have a chat with him."

"Ah Yan should have something in his heart that is inconvenient to tell me, so go talk to him."

Xiao Yan had a natural closeness and trust towards Zuo Qiuyue since the first time they met, so even though the matter was very sensitive this time, Fourteen didn't intend to avoid Zuo Qiuyue.

Zuoqiu Yue heard the words without any hesitation: "Okay, then I'll go and see him."

"Hot water is already prepared in the clean room, you should go back and wash up first."

"it is good."

Fourteen was about to leave, but he shook his hand again.

She turned her head and heard Zuo Qiuyue say: "Don't worry, this little matter won't affect Ah Yan. You raised him yourself, you should know him better than me."

Xiao Yan is magnanimous, confident, and optimistic. Under Shisi's precepts and deeds, he has a rare open-mindedness.

Fourteen has always adhered to a concept: whether it is a person or an event, the past is the past, and people must always look forward.

So she never lingers on the past, let alone brooding over certain things, and can't let go for a long time.

The same is true for Xiao Yan.

"I know." Fourteen said, "You go."

"it is good."

……

When Zuo Qiuyue came to Xiao Yan's yard, he was standing in the Ming Hall practicing calligraphy.

"Father." Xiao Yan looked up and saw Zuo Qiuyue.

"Go on."

Xiao Yan nodded, dipped in ink, and continued writing.

Zuo Qiuyue walked up to him and watched him wave his brush.

On Shisiyi, he started to practice calligraphy in regular script, and he has been using it ever since.

And Xiao Yan learned the regular script when he was enlightened, and later the font was formed. After he had enough energy, he chose everyone's running script to copy.

Compared with the regular script with formal structure, he prefers the smooth running script.

And his handwriting is also different from the strong fourteenth, but more chic and unrestrained, just following the four characters of Xingyun Liushui in running script.

Zuo Qiuyue stood beside him and watched him finish writing a Fu and put down the pen.

"Is your heart in a mess?" Zuoqiu Yue asked.

"No, I just want to divert my attention and forget something."

"Your mother asked me to come and see you." Zuo Qiuyue said truthfully, "She is a little worried about you."

Xiao Yan raised a smile: "Father, tell mother that I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Zuoqiu Yue asked.

Xiao Yan subconsciously wanted to answer no, but stopped when he reached the point of his mouth.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stood behind the desk, next to the open window, the setting sun in winter did not have a strong sense of presence, and only a faint light shone on the window lattice.

There are several wintersweet trees planted outside the window. Although the golden flowers are sparse, they can be connected into pieces.This warm color adds a bit of liveliness to this bleak winter.

Xiao Yan remembered that in the first year he left Dawei Village with Shisi, there were several such wintersweet trees growing in the small courtyard he rented in the county seat.

It was the first time my mother celebrated his birthday, and the cake was decorated with wintersweet flowers.

"father……"

Xiao Yan looked away from the outside, looked at Zuoqiu Yue, and asked slowly, "Why am I not your and mother's child?"

"You are our child." Zuo Qiuyue looked at him and said seriously.

"I know." Xiao Yan raised the corner of his mouth, but he didn't laugh.

He was silent for a while, and then continued: "Father, you know, I didn't care about it at first, but I have completely forgotten about that person."

But he suddenly appeared, appeared in front of him in person, showing him his ugliness.

"When I think that there is an inseparable part of me from him... I feel sick."

These words hit Zuo Qiuyue's heart.

He understood that Xiao Yan wouldn't be troubled by this, but today's incident was too sudden, people were not grass and trees, and it was impossible for him to have no emotional fluctuations at all.Give him time and he'll be able to adjust himself in no time.

But at the same time, he also knew that Xiao Yan's words were serious, not just emotional.

"A Yan." Zuo Qiuyue raised her hand, caressed Xiao Yan's shoulder, moved her fingers lightly, silently comforting her.

"You are the child of me and your mother." He emphasized, "other than that, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

"You remember this sentence, and you only need to remember this sentence." He said, "I am your father, and father will take care of the rest for you."

Xiao Yan suddenly wanted to cry, but he couldn't tell the source of this emotion for a while.

In front of Zuo Qiuyue, he didn't need to pretend.

The two of them just looked at each other, and Xiao Yan wept quietly.

He raised his hand and wiped it away with the back of his hand.

"Silly boy." Zuo Qiuyue sighed lightly, but there was no melancholy in it, only heartache, "There are always imperfections in life, think about it in another way, you have to be lucky, your imperfection is something you don't care about people."

……

On the [-]th of the dinner, he cooks himself, scaring the cook of the palace to her knees.

It was Xiao Wu who quickly explained: "The concubine just wants to cook for the prince and Mr. Xiao Lang with her own hands. It's not that you are not doing well, and I don't want to drive you out."

After a while, the prince also came to the kitchen, and he wanted to do something!

The little maid who was lighting the fire was too frightened to hold the firewood steady.

Xiao Wu sat in front of the stove and took over her job.

Mei Zhixue was in the kitchen from the beginning, following Shishi to help her.

Xiao Wu is the head of the palace, and this is the first time this group of servants have seen Mr. Wu Lang squatting in front of the stove and lighting a fire.

You must know that outside, even if the Beijing officials of the fourth and fifth ranks see him, they still have to politely address him as Mr. Wu Lang.

Several of the most distinguished people in the entire palace came to work in the kitchen in person. How had they ever seen such a battle?

For a moment, I didn't know how to react.

"Come here, put an apron on you." Fourteen held out the apron and reached out to Zuo Qiuyue.

Zuo Qiuyue walked over obediently, opened his arms, and asked the fourteen gang to tie the apron around his waist.

Fourteen made the dough, Yinzhu rolled the dough, and she and Zuo Qiuyue kneaded the dumplings together.

"Just keep busy with your own business, and I will call you if there is something to do." Xiao Wu threw a piece of firewood into the stove, and noticed a group of servants standing nearby.

"Yes."

The servants responded one after another, but... what are they going to do?

They had been preparing dinner for their master.

"If you have nothing to do, go down first, and come back when the kitchen is used up." Xiao Wu ordered again.

"Yes."

……

When the dumplings were half made, Qi Lecheng, Gu Lin and Song Guo came back.

"Auntie, where's Ah Yan?" Gu Lin looked around the kitchen, but didn't see Xiao Yan.

"In the east courtyard." Fourteen put a dumpling beside him, picked up another dumpling wrapper, poked the filling with chopsticks in his right hand, looked at the three of them and asked, "How is the matter going?" ?”

Yinzhu also looked at the three of them, and she was in charge of the tasks of the three of them.

"Eighteen chased after him, there should be news later." Qi Lecheng replied, "That person..."

He glanced at Zuo Qiuyue who was concentrating on making dumplings, and said, "We walked halfway, Lin Jiu took him away."

(End of this chapter)