After the rebirth, I became a Buddha, but the scumbags started to panic

Yan Wan frowned slightly, thinking about the homework assigned by Song Yi, Qi Yunsheng probably went to visit the people, so he was not there, at this time, a few maidservants in charge of shopping came out of the door, saw Yan Wan, and came One, with a wink, took Yan away and said in a low voice:

"Second Young Master has been locked up. He had a big fight with the Patriarch yesterday and was beaten up a lot. Now he is on a hunger strike."

Yan Wan felt bad, startled and worried: "How is Yun Sheng doing now?"

"not too good."

Qi Yunsheng was also stubborn, he said he was on a hunger strike, he was really on a hunger strike, and he didn't take a bite of the food Mrs. Qi secretly gave him.

Yan Wan was angry and helpless, immediately took out a bag of money and handed it over: "Sister, can you send me a message to tell him not to fight against Uncle Qi, the body is the most important thing, there will be a solution for everything."

The maid refused to confiscate it, and only said: "This servant will find a way."

Yan Wan stood at the gate of Qi's mansion for a while before leaving, he turned to the palace to see Princess Shuyan.

If the marriage decree had really been written, the only one who could change the emperor's mind would be Princess Shuyan.

Although Princess Shuyan is forbidden to go out, she still has the right to see people, but it is inconvenient for women in the harem to see outside men, so Yan pulled her away, and only got a sentence conveyed by Princess Shuyan's personal maid:

"It makes you proud, let's miss it."

"..."

Yan Wan had no choice but to go back to Yan's mansion.

He was in a bad mood, which was easy for others to see. As soon as Hua Ying saw him, she asked, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Wan asked, "Where's brother?"

Hua Ying seldom saw Yan Wan like this, so she didn't dare to say anything, and said: "In the mansion, the young master has something to do with him?"

Yan Wan didn't answer, and went to Ji Fengxuan's courtyard. Ji Fengxuan was practicing sword in the front yard, every move was sharp and unrestrained, even if he didn't know martial arts, he found it pleasing to the eye.

Hearing the movement, he immediately put away his sword, his forehead was sweating, and the valet hurriedly took a handkerchief and wiped it for him.

Looking back, seeing that it was Yan Wan, there was a trace of warmth in his eyes: "Didn't you go to the birthday banquet of Prince Jingcheng, why did you come back so soon?"

Yan Wan raised the corners of her lips and said: "The banquet ended early, so I returned early."

When Ji Fengxuan walked up to him, a strong manly breath came to his nostrils, it was not the smell of sweat, probably because he had danced the sword, the incense was thicker, like an ancient agarwood.

He looked at him calmly: "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, it's ugly."

Yan Wan really stopped laughing, and stood there quietly. He didn't know what to say when he looked at him. To be honest, he didn't know why he came here. It was probably because he didn't have any other brothers and sisters, and he didn't know what to say when he was unhappy. Said everywhere.

Ji Fengxuan glanced at him, entered the room silently, and after a while, changed his clothes and came out.

Yan Wan looked at him suspiciously, and heard him say calmly: "Let's go."

Yan Wan thought that Ji Fengxuan was going to take him to the shop, and hurriedly followed him, but who knew that when he left Yan's residence, he took him to the street.

The bustling streets are full of hawking, row upon row of shops, heavy traffic, singing opera and juggling, and beating gongs and drums.

Yan Wan hadn't been to the market for a long time, and he was delighted by such a fresh life. As he walked, he couldn't help but smile again on his face.

Yan Wan looked at Ji Fengxuan with bright eyes: "Could it be that brother will come out for a stroll when he is unhappy?"

Ji Fengxuan said indifferently: "No."

Then I stopped and bought two bunches of candied haws.

He handed it to Yan Wan, but told him: "Don't eat too much, or your teeth will be broken."

Yan Wan peeled off the transparent icing, licked it, and thought: Two skewers are not enough.

However, Ji Fengxuan walked ahead, and he would buy any pleasing gadgets he saw. After a while, he was full of things in his arms, and he didn't care about eating candied haws at all.

Yanwan has never been short of interesting objects, but it’s just that it’s been a long time since I’ve played with it. I’ve been soaking in piles of ledgers and books all day long, and it’s very satisfying to play again.

Then, without waiting for Ji Fengxuan to buy it for him, he started shopping by himself, taking whatever he saw, and muttering when he bought too much: "Brother, help me get some."

Ji Fengxuan gradually became his servant.

When the two reached the end of the street, Yan Wan was about to go back, but Ji Fengxuan suddenly stopped and fell behind.

Yan Wan turned her head and saw Ji Fengxuan standing a few steps away, she couldn't help being curious: "Brother, what are you looking at?"

He followed Ji Fengxuan's gaze, and saw an old man on the side of the road running a very small noodle stall, the business was deserted, and he looked very pitiful.

Yan Wan's heart moved slightly, but when Ji Fengxuan looked away and was about to leave, he stepped forward and asked softly, "Uncle, how much is a doughnut?"

The old man raised his hand tremblingly: "Five cents each."

Yan Wan said: "Can you make two like us?"

"The two sons are so handsome, I'm afraid they didn't look so good..."

"It's okay."

The old man nodded: "Let me try."

Yan Wan gave the money and looked at Ji Fengxuan, only to see Ji Fengxuan lowered his eyes, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger, he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Brother, do you like meeting people?"

"Ah."

The soft nasal sound is like the sound of mosquitoes.

Mrs. Zhongyi Hou once bought him a noodle maker when he was there.

Yan Wan smiled happily, this was the first time that Ji Fengxuan was so frank, and he usually showed his true nature.

They waited patiently, and when the old man finished pinching his head and body, he suddenly said to them: "Young masters, the black face paste is gone, can you use red instead?"

Yan Wan glanced at Ji Fengxuan, the black robe made him look stern and menacing, it was hard to imagine what he would look like in red clothes, she couldn't help looking at Ji Fengxuan with some expectation: "I listen to my brother, what do you think?"

"random."

So Yan Wan said to the old man: "My brother thinks it's very good, so let's use the red one."

Not long after, Ji Fengxuan's face was pinched, his clothes were red, his face was round, and his expression was carved out of his current expression, which looked awkward and cute.

Yan Wan couldn't help laughing, and poked the face of the face: "Brother, do you think this looks like you?"

"Not like."

Soon Yan Wan's dough was finished, and Ji Fengxuan said: "This one looks like it."

Yan Wan looked at the masker's clothes, then at her own clothes, dumbfounded.

His clothes were also red.

The two red-clothed face figures are placed side by side, why is it a bit... meaning?

In a daze, Ji Fengxuan took the noodle man away from his hand: "Since you bought it for me, it belongs to me."

Yan Wan: "...then I'll have another one."

Ji Fengxuan was noncommittal.

Yan Wan bought a ready-made carp essence noodle man, bit off his head in one bite, and was disgusted after eating it: "Stick teeth."

Ji Fengxuan gave him a funny look, then turned and left.

Back at the mansion, Yan Wan asked Hua Ying to put away the gadgets he bought on the street, but a servant hurried over and sent a message: "My lord, His Royal Highness the Third Prince would like to invite you to Wei Rui Pavilion for a few drinks tonight." .”