Invite the wolf into the room

Sitting in the outer hall, so they are really a family in the inner hall.

The family style of the Xue family is actually very strict, but Ling Qingzhe is an exception. His mother who died young was the most precious jewel in the palm of Master Xue. Lord Hou dotes on him very much, and Brother Xue Jingran also loves him very much, so although Ling Qingzhe's surname is not Xue, he is recognized as the "Third Young Master" by the Xue family, but no one will talk nonsense to the outside world.

On the chair is the old master Xue, who is naturally the leader of Shi Xue's family. On the seat to his left are the current master Hou and his wife, the parents of the two brothers Xue Jingran. The next seat is Xue Jingyang and his wife, Mr. On Master Hou's right was Xue Jingran, and the next seat was Ling Qingzhe, but there was an outsider at the table at this time, and that was An Chen who was sitting next to Ling Qingzhe.

An Chen didn't want to attend Ling Qingzhe's family banquet at first, so as not to cause criticism and cause trouble for Ling Qingzhe, but Ling Qingzhe let him sit at his seat in the name of "friend". An Chen knew that he was expressing his opinion to himself. So he just followed him, although he didn't say anything, but Ling Qingzhe's intentions made An Chen secretly happy.

Ling Qingzhe's ability to pretend to be obedient can be said to have been brought out of his mother's womb, so the calm and upright look he is facing An Chen now will never let people see the ambiguity between him and An Chen. He also acted extraordinarily quiet and indifferent, so although these members of the Xue family felt that it was inconvenient to have outsiders present, they didn't think about other things.

"Speaking of which, Qingzhe is not young anymore. It's time to get married. You just happen to be working in Beijing. If there is someone you like, my aunt will speak for you."

Mrs. Xue also likes Ling Qingzhe, a nephew, especially since his parents are gone, and the Ling family is not close. As an aunt, she naturally thinks a lot about him.

Speaking of it, Mrs. Xue is also a little helpless. One of her sons cannot help herself to marry a wife and have children, and the other is romantic but only treats his wife with respect like ice. At this age, she can't even hold a grandson. Well, even if Ling Qingzhe is her youngest son, it would be nice to be able to hug his child.

"Thank you aunt for your kindness. If my nephew has someone he likes, I will ask my aunt to make it happen..."

Ling Qingzhe hurriedly thanked him politely, but saw Xue Jingyang sitting opposite him looking at him and An Chen and snickering. Ling Qingzhe raised his eyebrows and stared back at him, but his own mouth was also smiling.

"Don't be too high-sighted. The most important thing in marrying a wife is to be knowledgeable, virtuous and gentle, who can treat you wholeheartedly, which is better than anything else. We agreed that your children must recognize me as a foster father. "

Xue Jingran also persuaded Ling Qingzhe with a smile, but he couldn't see the struggle in Ling Qingzhe's eyes when Ling Qingzhe lowered his head and giggled in embarrassment.

Yes, he just has high vision, who made him live beside the most dazzling and beautiful person since he was a child, how can he see other people again?

"..."

An Chen knelt beside Ling Qingzhe, holding his hand under the table under the barrier of the table curtain. Ling Qingzhe was slightly startled and turned to look at him, but just bumped into a pair of star eyes that implied worry and love. Ling Qingzhe couldn't help but He held An Chen's hand tightly with his backhand, and when he raised his head again, the smile returned to his face.

"Xiao Zhe has also been tired all day, let him rest early today, we will have more opportunities to meet in the future."

Seeing Ling Qingzhe's exhaustion, Xue Jingyang proposed to end the banquet. Old Master Xue felt sorry for his grandson and hurriedly announced that he was leaving. Xue Jingran asked Ling Qingzhe to stay with him to rest. clothing.

"Brother, maybe the order of His Majesty's summoning will come to the Ling Mansion tomorrow morning. Let Xiao Zhe go back to rest today, and we will get together soon after Xiao Zhe settles everything."

"Alright."

Xue Jingran frowned slightly when he heard the words, and he also saw that Ling Qingzhe was not energetic all day, but he didn't think much about it, he just attributed Ling Qingzhe's exhaustion to the fatigue of the journey, and asked them to send them to the imperial palace. The gift of Xinling Mansion.

Ling Qingzhe, who returned to the Ling Mansion, handed everything over to Uncle Yang and went back to the room with An Chen, then threw himself into the bed and did not move. He had already bathed and changed clothes after arriving at the Xue Mansion, so now he just wanted to sleep to death In the past, I don't plan to toss anymore.

An Chen stood by the bed and silently removed his clothes, and crawled to Ling Qingzhe's side in his underwear, and helped him remove the heavy dress, then muttered in a muffled voice.

"Compared to a goshawk, I'm just a quail right now."

Ling Qingzhe was stretching out his hands to enjoy An Chen's service, but he burst out laughing when he heard the words, threw his shirt off the bed and threw the people around him under him, thinking that his little quail is so cute .

"I still like this little quail that can't fly high."

An eagle soaring into the sky is only suitable for viewing from a distance. If you want to imprison it, you will only be caught and bruised, so a quail that you can hold in your arms is what Ling Qingzhe wants now.

"If I grow ten years longer, I may not be able to fly."

Seeing that Ling Qingzhe was in a better mood, An Chen snorted half jokingly and half dissatisfied.Xue Jingran is ten years older than him.

"If you dare to fly away, I will pluck the feathers from your wings."

As Ling Qingzhe said, he kissed An Chen heavily on the lips, pulled the quilt over the two of them, then fell asleep with his arms around An Chen,

He is really tired today.

An Chen let Ling Qingzhe sleep on his body, his wide almond eyes gleaming with confidence... At that time, it might be who plucked whose hair.

The author has something to say: Woohoo, I have a cold, and I cry a lot when I’m sick, so writing this chapter made me feel uncomfortable for a long time. Fortunately, it’s the weekend, so I climbed down to sleep TT

see you again

Xiao Muliu's other courtyard on the mountain, just as he said, is full of wisteria flowers growing close to the trees. At a glance, among the emerald green cloud trees, there are strands of purple-blue flower pendants hanging down. , making Han Chao in it feel as if he was in a fairyland, and Xiao Muliu, who was also dressed in a purple-blue costume, stood among the flower vines with a low eyebrow and a slight smile, just like a fairy transformed from the wisteria. Han Chao's concentration couldn't help being lost for a moment.

"Lord Kang."

Han Chao, who came back to his senses, hurriedly lowered his head to pay respects to Xiao Muliu, hoping that he didn't offend him by looking directly at him just now.

"What was Huwei Han thinking just now? You didn't realize it until the king walked so close."

Xiao Muliu's complexion looked better than when he was in the capital, probably because he has been in a good mood in the other courtyard for the past few days.

"A humble job is just to see the gods by looking at the flowers."

Han Chao's fair face was stained with light powder, but he kept his head down, so Xiao Muliu didn't let Xiao Muliu see the embarrassment on his face. He couldn't tell Xiao Muliu that he was thinking about Ling Qingzhe just now. Come see the beauty with him, together...

"Han Huwei, this king told you that you don't have to be so reserved in front of this king."

Xiao Muliu looked at Han Chao's alienated look, the smile in his eyes slowly disappeared, leaving only a touch of loneliness and helplessness.

"You also know that this king has no friends, this king just wants to be a bosom friend with you..."

"Don't dare to be humble, please forgive me, my lord."

When Han Chao heard the words, he immediately knelt down on one knee and pleaded guilty. He was just a slave-born guard of the palace, how could he not know how to appease the noble King Kang?

"Get up quickly, you don't have to be like this, the king will stop talking."

Xiao Muliu's hands tightened in his sleeves, but in the end he did not help Han Chao, but took two steps back and leaned against the big tree behind him, holding a bunch of wisteria flowers and watching silently.

Xiao Muliu likes Han Chao's character and appreciates his personality, so he wants to make friends with him and get closer to him, but Han Chao always looks like he rejects people thousands of miles away, Xiao Muliu He is not good at communicating with people, so he doesn't know what to do now.

After getting up, Han Chao stood aside quietly holding the sword hilt at his waist. He was only doing his duty as a guard for Xiao Muliu, and there was nothing else.

"My lord heard from my second brother that Ling Qingzhe, the new editor of the Imperial Academy, is Han Huwei's senior brother."

Letting go of the flower vines in his hands, Xiao Muliu regained his smile and took the initiative to break the dull atmosphere. Talking to someone he knew together should be able to have a topic.

"Speaking of which, we also know each other."

"My lord knows Qingzhe?"

There was a look of surprise in Han Chao's eyes. Listening to Kang Wang's tone, he seemed to have crossed paths with Qingzhe, but although Qingzhe had spent a lot of time in the capital before, he had always avoided getting involved with the emperor's relatives. Prince Kang grew up in the deep palace and never even went out of the palace gate. How did they know each other?And I haven't heard Qingzhe mention it.

"I met him once, and I only found out his name later, but he may not know it's me."

The confident and dazzling young man in his memory appeared in front of his eyes, and Xiao Muliu's eyes brightened accordingly. After that meeting, Xiao Muliu fell ill, and when he got better, he asked Ling Qingzhe again, only to find out that he had left home for a trip He went, and later became the county magistrate, Xiao Muliu was indifferent and forgot about him, but his second brother Xiao Muyao mentioned it a few days ago, and Xiao Muliu's memory suddenly deepened again, and he also wanted to see him again. side thoughts.

I don't know what he looks like now...

"Now that he has entered the Hanlin Academy, he will often walk beside his eldest brother in the future.