Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 192 Amber Condensation

The twilight is in harmony, and the east wind is like a gentle thin blade, cutting through the gradually thickening twilight, cutting out a vein of gentle night, and spreading the little lights to the streets and alleys.

Although it was getting late, Donglaifu Street was still full of people. Many people gathered in front of an inconspicuous teahouse, pointing at a piece of paper pasted outside the door.

"Tsk, I'll just say that Hu Tian has wicked eyebrows, look, isn't he struck by lightning?" Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with a short beard said tut, with a look of foresight.

His words immediately aroused everyone's curiosity, and someone asked: "This old man knows this Hu Tian, ​​is he a neighbor?"

Another person asked: "Is the Hu family rich? The silk shop over there is Hu Ji. Could it be that his family opened it?"

Someone else asked: "What do the wronged father and daughter look like? Isn't the little lady beautiful?"

Before the middle-aged man could answer, countless questions came one after another, and the quarrel became a pot of porridge under the notice for a while, and it was very noisy.

The middle-aged man shrugged his unobvious belly, and raised his voice: "Slow down, let me tell you one by one, don't worry. Let's talk about that Hu Tian first, this person is simply a rascal..." He said Mo Hengfei started talking, and not long after, many people gathered around him, like listening to books in a teahouse.

With a "click", Xue Yunheng lowered the car curtain, leaned back, bent one long leg, and looked angrily at the man sitting beside him.

"What are you here for?" He said dissatisfiedly, narrowing his clear eyes slightly: "I am enough for this matter, why bother?"

"I'm worried." Weiliang's voice was as cold and clean as the west wind.The man who spoke quietly sat aside, turned over a page of the book in his hand, without looking at Xue Yunheng, his expression was quite focused.

"What do you mean?" Xue Yunheng immediately seemed to be stepped on the tail, and almost didn't jump up: "What are you worried about? Don't think that if I call you elder brother, you can control me in everything .”

Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, "Oh", looked at Xue Yunyan who was sitting in surprise, and his tone was full of disbelief: "Could it be that... are you afraid that I will be greedy for your guards? "

When he said this, he looked purely heartbroken, as if he was deeply distressed that his elder brother misunderstood him.

Xue Yunyan looked at the book quietly, as if he didn't hear him at all.

The lights in the carriage were lit, and the dim light reflected his calm eyebrows and eyes, without any emotion.The straight bridge of the nose is as sharp as a knife, the slightly thin lips are slightly pursed, the long light black eyebrows cover his eyes, only the broken eyelashes are exposed, sometimes sliding with the pages of the book, as if the cool wind blows through the dark green The green grass, just sitting like this, looks like distant mountains and empty valleys, outstanding but clear.

Seeing his immobile appearance like a mountain, Xue Yunheng only felt that he was holding his breath in his chest, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

His elder brother has always had this dead face since he was a child. No matter what you say to him, he always has an expression of "I don't know as much as you", and every time he can be half-dead with anger.

In an instant, the carriage fell silent, only the sound of Xue Yunheng's panting.

"Anger hurts the liver." After a while, Xue Yunyan suddenly said indifferently, Xiu Jie picked up the tissue paper with her fingers, and turned a page of the book.

"I want you to take care of it!" Xue Yunheng only felt a gust of cold wind blowing past his ears, making him want to shiver.He touched his ears, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his voice gradually became serious: "Is what I'm planning for ordinary people able to understand?"

Xue Yunyan's eyes that followed the pages of the book paused for a moment, then he raised his head, and stared at Xue Yunheng with a pair of indifferent eyes slightly tinged with amber.

"What I worry about, how can ordinary people predict it?" Xue Yunheng said quietly, looking sideways at the candlelight, his voice was particularly cold.

At this time, he was not even half angry, his long and narrow eyes were as clear as the night, like black ice.

"Well." Xue Yunyan cherished words like gold, and only replied with a single sound, then lowered his eyes to read the book again, the fingers that turned the pages of the book were slender and steady, just like his calm eyebrows.

There was no longer anyone speaking in the carriage, only the occasional soft sound when the pages of the book were turned.

Ah Du huddled in the corner, wiping the cold sweat off his head.

Xue Yunyan followed him halfway, and never got out of the car after getting on the bus. Xue Yunheng had the intention of chasing people away, but in front of the eldest son of the Xue family, no matter how powerful Xue Erlang was, he was like a little ghost meeting the King of Hades. Just can't make a move.

Ah Du really wanted to go ride in the chariot.

He envied He Ying, Qiu Lang, and all the guards who could ride on horseback and follow outside the car.

Pity him, Xue Erlang's personal servant, and he can't jump out of the car to escape, so he can only hide in the corner of the car, wishing he could shrink his body into the car wall too.

The silence in the carriage lasted for a while.Emboldened up his courage, A Du took a sneak peek at Xue Yunheng, but saw that his brows and eyes were dark, and there seemed to be a silent night in his slender eyes, and one glance could make one's heart tremble.

"Lang Jun..." A Du Qiqi Ai Ai opened his mouth, with a bit of flattery on his face that he didn't even notice, "That... I want to sit outside..."

"Pour tea." Xue Yunheng interrupted him quickly, not letting him finish his sentence at all.

A Du choked, rolled his eyes mournfully, then picked up the teapot at the side, and carefully poured half a cup of tea into Xue Yunheng's usual snow-covered porcelain cup with bamboo leaf patterns.

This is Xue Yunheng's fault, drinking tea can only be half full, not even a little more.

While thinking about it, Ah Du rolled his eyes at the teacup.

Drinking tea is so stingy, Xue Erlang really loves money like his life, poor boy, he has such a stingy master, his life is really hard.

Xue Yunheng didn't care about his self-pity, he just reached for the teacup and took a sip of tea.

A Du looked at his face, saw that he was still quiet, and he was relieved, he put the teapot back to its original place, hooked his head, thinking about whether to say it again later, and tried to go outside to sit on the shaft.

Suddenly, a slender hand stabbed steadily into A Du's line of sight, and pushed over a light green bisque teacup.

Adu trembled.

He looked up at Xue Yunheng.

At that moment, he very much hoped that this hand belonged to Xue Yunheng.

But obviously, it is impossible for Xue Erlang, who is holding a lamp with one hand and supporting his chest with the other, to give birth to a third hand.

A Du didn't dare to raise his head, let alone ask, he just stared at that slender and steady hand in a daze.

At this moment, that hand was quietly resting on the side of the teacup, just like its owner, patient and calm.

After a while, Ah Du seemed to come back to his senses.

Look at the meaning, is this Da Lang Jun telling him... to pour tea?

He lowered his head, not daring to vent his breath, he only carefully picked up the teapot, and tentatively poured half a cup of hot tea into the blue cup.

It should be pouring tea.

Thinking about it, Ah Du felt that his body and head were a little stiff.

(End of this chapter)