I'm here to find my son

The next day, Xiao Huanxi didn't struggle, he didn't even stay in bed, he obediently crawled out of the bed, even got dressed himself, then got into the carriage and drove away.

Huanxi frowned all morning, and even his master couldn't help coming over to ask him if he had a toothache. Huanxi shook his head without sadness or joy, but didn't speak.

He usually loves to laugh, and he can find fun everywhere, often in the middle of the class, he suddenly laughs and twitches.Yesterday, it was because of a slip of the tongue from the master: "It's wrong to just pǐe (hold) the book and read it."

Huanxi laughed for half an hour, and was finally forced to stand at the door by the master.

Not only did Huanxi not smile anymore, he didn't even say a few words, and those who sat nearer to him noticed that something was wrong with him.But when he was asked in the past, he forced a smile and said he was fine.

Since he wasn't willing to talk about it, then these classmates didn't want to care about it. After all, they only knew each other for two days. It was already rare to remember that there was such a person in the school. Why would they be interested in asking the bottom line?

"What's wrong with you today?" Yang Xingliang dragged the futon under his butt, moved it to the side of Huanxi, and asked softly.

Xiao Huanxi said sadly: "We may be brothers."

After listening to Huanxi's narration, Yang Xingliang was filled with emotion in his heart. The two fat people, one big and one small, almost hugged each other and cried.He circled a few irrelevant points on the clean rice paper, and then said seriously: "Brother, we will meet under the banyan tree at the end of this alley, and then go to Dongjie together."

Huanxi was stunned: "What?"

Yang Xingliang talked to Huanxi a lot at first, but he never got to the point.Huanxi had always been hesitant, Yang Xingliang saw this and asked again: "Then where does your family live?"

"Hou Ye Mansion."

Yang Xingliang seemed to understand and nodded: "Master Hou's Mansion... well, it doesn't seem to be far from my house, so I'll go find you when the time comes?"

Huanxi: "I...we will leave by ourselves, daddy and the others will be worried? If we are caught back then, we will die...my daddy will beat me to death."

"Oh, my good brother, you still have one father and one father. Our mother or father is waiting for us at the entrance of the east street. Besides, you are not their own. How could they worry about you? ?”

Huanxi thought for a moment, and then said earnestly: "I know this, but... just I still feel a little bit reluctant to part with Father and Father. When they don't force me to go to school, it's still very good. Besides, let's save some snacks. Be prepared."

"Well, it makes sense." Yang Xingliang pretended to be mature, "It's good to save some snacks, and take them to eat on the road, that's great—then how long shall we wait?"

"Let's have a look." Huanxi made a decision with a toothache, "At least after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Half a month later, Li Xingzhi played Tai Chi every day in the imperial court with those officials who had their own ulterior motives. He also went to make Nan Zimu happy once in the imperial court. In the evening, he still took the trouble to pick up Huanxi from get out of class, but Lord Hou didn't care about it. It is as sweet as it is, and you can taste the full sense of happiness from this continuous life.

"What day is it?" Nan Zimu rubbed his temples, "Why did the firecrackers start so early in the morning, it's so noisy."

Hongyu filled a cup of tea for both him and Li Xingzhi, and said in a derogatory tone, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival. And it's getting late, and we'll be able to have lunch in a few quarters of an hour."

Lord Hou picked up a piece of crispy mooncake wrapped in oil paper, and handed it to Nan Zimu's mouth: "Try it, it was rewarded by the palace this morning."

"Hmm..." Nan Zimu took a small bite, his white teeth and apple-red lips reflected each other, Master Hou stared at it for a few seconds, feeling a little nervous.

"Is it tasty?"

Nan Zimu nodded to save face: "It's delicious."

Li Xingzhi tried a few times, but still failed to look away, he said in a low voice, "There is a Mid-Autumn Festival dinner in the palace tonight, and the Crown Princess and I cannot be absent, so you and Huanxi should stay with us or stay at home ?”

Nan Zimu and Lord Hou have been together for a long time. He knows that once this person gives him two options, he likes to put the option he expects first. Once he chooses the former, Lord Hou will be very happy.

"Although the dishes in our mansion are not bad, they are still not as good as the Imperial Dining Room." Li Xingzhi continued to induce Nan Zimu, "There will probably be chicken-skinned sturgeon, fried crucian carp, big skirt wings with anchovies, roast suckling pig and Wishful Chicken..."

Nan Zimu didn't have the concept and meaning of these human festivals in his consciousness, but when Li Xingzhi looked at him with eyes full of expectation, the mountain god still chose the former by mistake.

The corner of Hou Ye's mouth immediately rose, and then forced into a steady and well-behaved smile: "Okay."

The palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, firecrackers and fireworks ignited the illusion of a fire, and the beating floating light lingered on Nan Zimu's eyebrows, and finally reflected in Li Xingzhi's pupils.

Li Xingzhi couldn't help hooking Nan Zimu's finger, and seeing that he didn't refuse obviously, he continued to go up with a shy face, holding Nan Zimu's hand in his.

Nan Zimu tilted his head slightly, showing an almost indulgent expression, and said helplessly, "Master Hou took advantage of me."

"Hmm...how are you so cheap?" Li Xingzhi tightened his hand, "You are the one I want to devote all my wealth to."

It is still the fascination that fascinates him, the only one among the cold things he secretly hides... soft.

The mountain god lowered his head slightly, and he glanced at Li Xingzhi with melancholy eyes, but in the end his heart was soft, so he tried his best to move the hand tightly held by Li Xingzhi, and scratched it gently in the palm of Lord Hou. To scratch an itch counts as a response.

In fact, the main reason for bringing Nan Zimu here this time is because Lord Hou can't listen to other people's rumors about Nan Zimu, so this time he wants to take Nan Zimu to the palace for a walk, even if he is the emperor. Now, those women with broken mouths will be more or less jealous in the future.

Li Xingzhi stared at the shadows of the trees falling on the ground, and made a decision secretly - if he could become the emperor, he would make Nan Zimu the empress, and anyone who dared to talk about the empress would be paraded in the street and beheaded; Nan Zimu, Huanxi, and his mother don't want anything else. Anyway, he went to Mount Zhongnan with a shy face to beg for shelter. Nan Zimu, who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, will definitely not drive him away.

If... Nan Zimu is lucky enough to regain his godhead, he will ignore him after becoming a god.Lord Hou also made up his mind, then he will go to the Infernal Hell, go to the oil pan a few times, and then go to the mountain of knives a few times to atone for his sins.

As long as Nan Zimu is still willing to hold his hand like now.

After making these decisions, Lord Hou laughed at himself, and scolded himself sweetly in his heart: See how cheap you are?

After Lord Hou's family was seated, many concubines brought their princes, princes and concubines over to chat with Li Xingzhi and the princess.Of course, the main purpose is to meet the legendary Nan Zimu who looks like a banished fairy.

However, all those who tried to get close to Nan Zimu, no matter men or women, were chased away by Lord Hou with his extremely vicious eyes and attitude. Except for the few princes who were familiar with Li Xingzhi, others would not hesitate to see Li Xingzhi's face. Dare to stay for a long time, and tried repeatedly.

Of course, the Seventeenth Prince, who has never been able to read people's faces, was an exception. He wobbled over with his wine glass, forcibly touched Nan Zimu's wine glass, and said with a big tongue: "My nephew, why are you growing taller? The more beautiful she is, the eyebrows and eyes are still looking like a woman..."

Nan Zimu raised his head coldly. Before he got up, Lord Hou had already pressed the Seventeenth Prince's head on Nan Zimu's head. The drunken person was already unstable, so he almost missed his seat. on the ground.

"Open your dog eyes and see, who is your eldest nephew?" Li Xingzhi blurted out.

The Seventeenth Prince shook his head, carefully compared the person in front of him with the person in the table, and thought of something funny, he suddenly grinned and laughed, then pointed at Li Xingzhi: "Hahahaha it's you, I This is the first time I heard someone scrambling to be someone else's nephew! You, I laughed to death hahahaha..."

The Seventeenth Prince was quickly kicked and kicked back by Li Xingzhi.

Old Seventeen was the last son of the emperor, and he was only one day older than Li Xingzhi, but this unscrupulous person usually liked to call Li Xingzhi "big nephew" to take advantage of him.

However, it is precisely because of the prince's unrestrained lifestyle that he is still the best among all the princes and Lord Hou.

"That beauty is your little lover, right? I remember that my niece and daughter-in-law were not so stunning, she raised her eyes that way. Tsk, that kind of indifference and disdain can't cover that kind, tsk, you understand, bring Looking at the mist and water vapor, the mist is distance, and the water vapor is pity..."

Li Xingzhi hammered the Seventeenth Prince's spine, and the pain made him stand upright reflexively. Hou Ye laughed and scolded: "The donkey's head is not right with the horse's mouth, shut up."

When Hou Ye returned to the banquet, he caught a glimpse of two official ladies on the stage, one was holding a pipa, and the other was dancing.After all, girls are girls, and their unique greenness and budding vitality are hard to see in people of other age groups.

While Nan Zimu was staring intently at the stage, Li Xingzhi followed his gaze and finally landed on the woman playing the pipa. The woman sang the song leisurely, and her soft singing voice was like a refreshing fragrance. Every detail.

Lord Hou quietly sat down and remained silent for a long time.

Nan Zimu tapped the palm of his hand lightly with the fan that Master Hou had given him. Li Xingzhi usually chattered non-stop when he sat next to him. It was rare for him to be so quiet like today.The mountain god looked back understandingly and asked, "What's wrong with you? You're depressed."

"No."

"Really not?"

Li Xingzhi shook his head: "It's fine."

Nan Zimu was too lazy to ask the bottom line, he lazily raised his wine glass: "Then there is no more."

"..." Lord Hou was silent for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, and said in a strange way: "That girl's singing is very beautiful, right?"

"..." So depressed about this, Nan Zimu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I was looking at her hairpin just now, it was on the verge of falling, and I just wanted to see when it would fall off, besides——how could her singing be as beautiful as your heartbeat? Pleasant?"

How can you listen to your heartbeat...

Li Xingzhi blushed all of a sudden, thinking that his rank was not high enough compared to Nan Zimu's.Hou Ye was both happy and helpless and said: "Don't make fun of me..."

"I'm serious, I'm not making fun of you." Nan Zimu drank a lot of wine when Lord Hou left, and now his head was a little dizzy, but it didn't stop him from talking.

Lord Hou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the irritability left by the intrigue with the ministers in recent days was completely washed away by Nan Zimu's words.

He said: "With your words, even if I go to hell now, I will be happy."