Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 217 A Nuan likes it (1)
"Eunuch Deng." Lou Yuan looked at Eunuch Deng, who was standing outside the palace gate, with a faint smile on his face again, "Your Majesty asked Eunuch to invite the prince, because he has something to say to the prince. .”

"Yes, I'll go now, servant." Lou Yuan is a popular person around the king. Although Eunuch Deng is an old man who has served the king for more than ten years, he dare not underestimate the young right minister, what he said to him He dared not believe it or not, and hurriedly retreated after receiving his order.

After walking a few steps forward, Lou Yuan suddenly stopped, looked at the guard on duty in front of the hall and asked, "Where is the girl who followed me just now?"

"Go back to the right, the girl said that she was in a hurry and wanted to find the toilet." The guard was a little apprehensive, "Young one, the young one pointed her in the direction of the toilet..."

"..." The corners of Lou Yuan's eyes twitched, his eyes were a little heavy.

It seemed that he shouldn't have brought that little beggar into the palace!
Going to the toilet in a hurry?

The sky in Nanbi City was still dark early, and it was not even half past You hour, and the sky completely darkened, and every household was already lighting their lamps.

Because of not leaving the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and because of Si Jixia's complexion and faint fatigue, after breakfast, he pushed Si Jixia back to his room to rest because of the winter warmth. He went back to sleep, but Jixia was used to getting up early when he was in the medicine, and couldn't fall asleep anyway, but he had nothing to do. Seeing the plum trees blooming in the yard, he asked Tao Mu to be in charge of the mansion. The servants who took care of the flowers and plants borrowed tools and began to trim the plants and trees in the yard.

Dongnuan couldn't help him because she wasn't familiar with what he was doing and couldn't help her, so she sat on the front porch wrapped in a cloak and watched him busy, with the charcoal fire that Si Jixia raised for her at her feet , she was holding the tea that Si Jixia made for her, watching him busy among the branches and trees in the courtyard, watching his concentration, watching him pruning a plum tree can cultivate tenderness With a smile on his face, he gradually lost his mind, not even knowing when the tea in his hand was completely cold.

Si Jixia loves flowers, plants and trees very much. Once he gets busy with plants and plants, he only sees these plants, forgets to think about other things at all, forgets to rest, and even forgets to drink a sip of water.

If it wasn't for Dongnuan who would hand him a cup of tea every once in a while, I'm afraid he wouldn't even take a sip of water before he finished his work.

Dongnuan couldn't understand how much Si Jixia loved flowers and trees, but she would not bother him, because she liked his serious appearance and his casual smile, like a beautiful scenery.

It wasn't until the night fell that Si Jixia retreated to the front of the house, looking at the trimmed grass and trees in the yard, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Dongnuan still couldn't appreciate the charm of the almost bare trees in the yard, she just brought the teacup in her hand to Si Jixia's mouth, bumped him lightly with her shoulder, and said, "Take a sip first." For tea, I'll hold the cup for you, and you can drink it."

Si Jixia didn't refuse, but lowered his head slightly and drank the tea that Dong Nuangu offered in one gulp.

After Si Jixia finished drinking the tea, he turned to look at Dong Nuan Gu, only to see Dong Nuan Gu smiling at him: "Ping An, how about we go out for dinner tonight?"

"These days are the Imperial Temple Fair, and it's very lively outside. Didn't Ping An never come to Gyeonggi? How about we go for a walk?" Dong Nuan smiled softly, even though she was not interested in temple fairs, even though she had visited for a while However, she still wanted to go for a walk with Si Jixia.

Because his Ji Yao is too deserted, she wants him to have a taste of excitement, and she stays with him.

"Okay." Si Jixia looked into Dong Nuan Gu's eyes and nodded, even though he was not interested in the temple fair, he still lost himself in Dong Nuan Gu's gentle smile.

As long as you are with her, even if you have seen the scenery several times, you will still be equally charming.

Xingping Street is still bustling, but compared to the night when the Xiaohan Temple Fair started, the pedestrians are still bustling, most of them are people from outside Nanbi City.

Although Dong Nuangu and Si Jixia are not interested in temple fairs, they feel different when they are with each other. It is an extremely strange feeling. It is obviously a place that has been visited once before. Nuan Gu came side by side with Si Jixia, and he had a fresh feeling. He had never been in such a lively and somewhat unnatural Si Jixia. Now that he was with Dong Nuangu, he felt that there was nothing wrong with being lively. With Ah Nuan by his side, it seemed that even the nervousness that he was used to in being in the bustling environment eased a lot.

Xu Shi sensed Si Jixia's discomfort, Dong Nuangu raised his hand, and held Si Jixia's left hand, Si Jixia's hand trembled suddenly, turned his head to look at Dong Nuangu, only to see Dong Nuangu slightly towards him With a smile, Si Jixia frowned softly, turned his hand slightly, and shook Dong Nuangu's hand back.

Although it is inappropriate to clasp hands like this in public, Dong Nuan and Si Jixia are very close together, and the road is bustling with passers-by, most of their eyes are on the roadside stalls, so no one notices them Under the wide cloak, two hands are lightly clasped together.

The cold wind was even colder at night, but there was a warmth overflowing from the lightly pressed palms of the two, spreading towards their hearts.

The red lanterns on the side of the road swayed with the wind, and the light leaking from the red lampshade was red and warm, as if it warmed the cold wind.

During the temple fair, in addition to selling all kinds of gadgets, there are also temporary food stalls on Xingping Street, some selling sugar water, or noodles, etc. The transpiring white water vapor dimly reflects the dim lights, It also obscured the busy figure behind the stove.

Dong Nuan and Si Jixia walked among these stalls hand in hand, and the owner of the stall would call them out or invite them to sit down. The enthusiastic host smiled and continued to move forward.

"What do you want to eat in Ping An?" Although the Dongnuan story in her previous life can be said to be superior, but what she has experienced has made her not very picky about the cost of food and clothing. It's very random, as long as it's not short of oil or salt, she swallows it. Since she came to this world, no matter whether she is in Wuyuan or Jiyao, she has never had anything wrong with eating the most common things, and she has never thought about it. The delicacies that she had eaten in previous lives, if she really wanted to eat, what she liked were just ordinary home-cooked dishes, because she didn't have a home.

It was Si Jixia who gave her a taste of home.

Dong Nuan looked at the big man who was munching on a bowl of hot sliced ​​noodles at the roadside stall. It was obviously just a bowl of very ordinary sliced ​​noodles. In front of the big man, the big bowl of noodles looked abnormal. tasty.

"Just follow Ah Nuan." Seeing Dong Nuan, Si Jixia looked at the big bowl of noodles in front of the big man on the side of the road, and then also took a look at the bowl of noodles. Their two eyes were a little obvious, which made the big man take a big mouthful. Simultaneously making noodles, Si Jixia suddenly raised his head to look at them. Si Jixia was a little embarrassed, and wanted to leave, but suddenly thought that Dongnuan might want to eat noodles at this stall, so he didn't move, so he saw that the big man was about to slip halfway through. He sucked all the noodles into his mouth in one breath, then looked at them like a thief, took the bowl in front of him, turned around, and turned his wide back to them, as if he was afraid that they would snatch him. The noodles were average.

(End of this chapter)