Drowning escaped concubine: Your Majesty

Nangong Lin first helped Yan Xiaoxi sit down, then sat beside her, looked at the food on the table, and put a cup of chicken soup in the middle. Seeing here, he couldn't help glancing at Yan Shuzi.

If it's a coincidence, people can't believe it. I remember that there was no chicken related food in the past few times.

"Sister, drink some chicken soup to make up for the body." Yan Shuzi stood up and didn't get anything. She gave Yan Xiaoxi Chicken Soup for too many obvious purposes.

Yan Xiaoxi walked on the stool and was calm. She didn't like chicken after 400 words of roast chicken. Many people know this. Yan Shuzi also tried her best to find people to be annoyed.

"Sister, are you still blaming me? In order to make amends to you, I cooked this bowl of chicken soup myself." Yan Shuzi added two words in person, for fear that Yan Xiaoxi didn't understand her mind.

"Xi'er, you should have the measure of being a sister. Don't worry about petty bourgeoisie. It's a misunderstanding." Yan Xiaotian heard that Yan Shuzi learned to make chicken soup for Yan Xiaoxi in the kitchen for several days. She got up before dawn today. Her sincerity can be seen.

Yan Xiaoxi smiled, took the chicken soup handed over by Yan Shuzi and said with a smile, "thank you, petty bourgeoisie. I'll drink more."

For her eater, she can eat the annoying things after the boredom period.

It's just chicken soup. It's not poison. If you don't drink it, it will seem inhuman. The most important thing is how Yan Xiaoxi fulfilled Yan Shuzi's wishes.

"Thank you, Xi'er." Nangong Lin grabbed the chicken soup in Yan Xiaoxi's hand and drank it gracefully.

"Lord Lin also likes chicken soup." Yan Shuzi's face is obviously bad. Why can't she see Nangong Lin helping Yan Xiaoxi, holding his hands tightly together and feeling more angry? Why should Nangong Lin treat her so well.

All this was originally hers.

Yan Xiaoxi took a grateful look at Nangong Lin. the man really doted on her to the point of lawlessness.

"The petty bourgeoisie is holding a bowl for her sister." Yan Shuzi will not stop until she reaches her goal.

In order to look good, she really got up early in the morning. She really cooked the chicken soup.

"No, Xiao Lin likes it. Just leave it to her." Yan Xiaoxi won't let Yan Shuzi be happy anyway.

Yan Shuzi smiled sweetly and said, "there's still a lot to drink."

Despite Yan Xiaoxi's opposition, he changed another bowl and filled it with a full bowl, walked over and put it in front of her.

"Xi'er, since petty bourgeoisie has a heart, don't refuse." Yan Xiaotian can see that Yan Shuzi really wants Yan Xiaoxi to forgive her.

Yan Xiaoxi reluctantly looked at Yan Xiaotian and wanted to refute, but all his words were stuck in his throat. Finally, he had to give up and said, "Dad, don't worry, I won't mind what happened yesterday."

Before Yan Xiaoxi picked up the bowl on the table, he was snatched by another strong arm and put it in front of him. Then, he simply took all the tricky chicken soup without doing it, and said, "it tastes good. I like it."

In this way, anyone can see that no one can take away the chicken soup from him.

"It's the honor of petty bourgeoisie that Lord Lin likes it." Yan Xiaotian had to ease up because of the strange atmosphere.

Yan Shuzi's heart is beautiful. It's not bad for Yan Xiaoxi to be liked by Nangong Lin.

However, from beginning to end, Nangong Lin took a sip of the tricky chicken soup, which made people wonder whether he really liked it.

Yan Xiaoxi smiled and gave Nangong Lin other dishes. They ate their own food harmoniously, regardless of other people's eyes.

"Petty bourgeoisie, what are you doing and eating?" Yan Xiaotian said with a warning. He didn't want her to cause any trouble.

Yan Shuzi understood and silently ate her own meal.

After eating, Yan Shuzi proposed to take a walk in the house. Before Yan Xiaoxi objected, Yan Xiaotian promised. It was a foregone conclusion.

Yan Xiaoxi was inconvenient to sweep the nature of Yan Xiaotian, so he followed them all the way.

I have to say that the scenery of Hou Ye's house is really good. At least when Yan Xiaotian was in power, everyone was afraid, and his residence would not be worse.

"Dad, it's your birthday soon. The house will be lively." Yan Shuzi said excitedly.

"Yes, the best gift this time is Xi'er around." Yan Xiaotian's eyes were full of joy.

Yan Xiaoxi walked up to Yan Xiaotian and said, "Dad, I will often come back to see you when I have time."

"No problem, Xi'er will be happy."

"Sister, what gift are you going to give to your father?" Yan Shuzi inquired.

Yan Xiaoxi was on guard against Yan Shuzi. She didn't understand what she meant by this. She hesitated for a moment and replied, "secret."

"Sister, you're bad, don't tell me." from the perspective of outsiders, the four members of a family are happy together. What a beautiful scene. In fact, they don't agree.

These days, Yan Xiaoxi and Nangong Lin have been inquiring about the watercolor beads. They not only have no news, but also can't enter the palace. To tell the truth, it's quite tricky.

"It doesn't matter whether the petty bourgeoisie's gifts are valuable or not. What matters is a heart. My father doesn't care about these." Yan Xiaotian's birthday banquet was held in the house. The family reunion was OK. I didn't intend to invite this person.

Yan Xiaotian didn't want to be involved in the struggle of the imperial court. He wanted to spend the rest of his life quietly.

Yan Xiaoxi understands Yan Xiaotian's mood and agrees. They plan together with Yan Shuzi. They often disagree and quarrel. Yan Xiaoxi has to let go and let Yan Shuzi handle it alone.

Time flies, and it's Yan Xiaotian's birthday. He is wearing a custom-made high-quality Jiangnan silk embroidered with double happiness, which adds some good moral.

"I wish my father good luck and longevity." Yan Shuzi respectfully gave Yan Xiaotian a glass of wine.

"OK." Yan Xiaotian shouted happily. It's rare to be so happy.

"I hope dad is safe and healthy." simple blessings reveal strong feelings. Often the simplest blessings can better reflect a person's sincerity.

"Borrow Xi'er's auspicious words, dad will be fine in the future." Yan Xiaotian held the hands of his two daughters respectively, which felt happier than sitting on the throne.

Since he was tired of standing, today's harmonious situation is everything he pursues.

"Daddy, this is a gift I prepared for you." it is a big and round night pearl. The light becomes very weak because of the lights.

"Petty bourgeoisie has a heart." Yan Xiaotian doesn't care about these false gifts, and has seen countless rare treasures.

"I hope my father will always shine like this pearl of the night." Yan Shuzi glanced at Yan Xiaoxi thoughtfully and felt a burst of joy in her heart. She overheard the dialogue between Yan Xiaoxi and Nangong Lin, prepared the same gift and sent it out in one step.

Next, there is a good play to see Luo.

Yan Xiaoxi and Nangong Lin looked at each other and knew that Yan Shuzi deliberately wanted her to be embarrassed. There were thousands of gifts to choose from. But they also gave the night pearl. They said it was a coincidence. I'm afraid no one would believe it.

"Sister, what have you prepared for Dad?" Yan Shuzi asked with her head stretched out and pretended to be curious.