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Song Zi stroked the long hair of the man in his arms, only thinking that the other party said this for his own peace of mind.That's right, if a child falls, if an adult is not around, knowing that no one cares about him, even if he breaks his knee and bleeds, he may get up by patting the ashes.

But this does not mean that the pain is fake. When Ah Yan said this, the subtext was that he was used to enduring pain in the past, and only a child who was loved by no one needed to endure it. Thinking about it this way made him feel even more distressed.

The two of them hugged quietly for a while, it was as beautiful as a painting.It wasn't until the cool breeze in the hall blew away the air in the room that Song Zi realized belatedly: "I haven't eaten the wontons yet, if I put them in again, they will be mushy."

He hurriedly let go, picked up a spoon to scoop up a boiled wonton, tasted it, and breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, the chef's craftsmanship is extraordinary, considering that he only cooked it when he brought it here, and put a lot of effort into the dough, so it's not so easy to soak.Moreover, the heat of the soup drops slowly, the temperature is just right now, and the fresh meat wontons have not become greasy due to cooling, but the taste is not as amazing as when it was just out of the pot, overall it is still delicious.

"Xiao Qi." Taking advantage of the harmonious atmosphere, Sima Yan still wanted to say something, so he heard his lover simply and rudely say: "Eat first."

Song Zi pulled Ah Yan back to the chair: "Don't talk about anything else, you always eat without taking a few bites, how can I feel at ease."

He pulled the chair across the table to Ah Yan's side, and sat down himself: "I won't go anywhere, just watch you eat." To save the other party from saying that he didn't accompany him and only cared about the baby in his belly.

Being stared at so directly by his lover who is so close at hand, and the other party's pair of dark and bright eyes did not even blink, what else could Sima Yan say, so he had to pick up a piece of fried wonton with chopsticks, and slowly chewed one side corner.

Kacha Kacha, it's obviously a crispy wonton, it tastes delicious just by the sound, but with Ah Yan's face, it makes people feel that he is eating pig food.

Song Zi is the kind of person who is very serious about eating. He has a variety of tastes and has a high acceptance of all kinds of food.Although we are particular about food, but the taste is particularly delicious, which makes people have a sense of appetite, and there is a feeling that eating is very happy.There is a reason why Sima Yan likes to let his young lover eat with him.He watched his lover eat, and the not so delicious food in front of him would become delicious.

But for Song Zi, it was different. When he ate, because he ate faster, he would look at Ah Yan after eating, and then he found that no matter what Ah Yan ate, he gave people a kind of It feels like taking poison.

At the beginning, Song Zi thought that the other party thought the food was unpalatable and was trying to force himself. After all, everyone has different tastes, and Ah Yan might not necessarily like what he likes.It was only later that he discovered that Ah Yan vomited out the unpalatable food in one mouthful, and he didn't know how to eat it at all. Ah Yan just simply ate and made people lose their appetite.

Speak with conscience, no matter how thick his filter is, he can't insist on saying that his sweetheart's meal is pleasing to the eye, even if the two of them have been together for so long, to this day, Song Zi looks at him, he is afraid that he He couldn't stand it, and poured out the things on the plate in front of Ah Yan.

One, two... Ah Yan finally finished the third wonton with difficulty!at this time.Song Zi's attention began to shift.

Although watching Ah Yan eat can't bring people a sense of happiness, but the beauty's face and demeanor are still nothing to pick.Except that he looked like a lazy big cat when he was lying on the bed, Ah Yan sat and behaved very elegantly on weekdays, his waist was straight, and even if there was a pillow on the back of the chair, it was useless at all.

Speaking of pillows and cushions, as the weather got hotter, the soft and fluffy cushions that Song Zi added to the chairs last winter were removed by him almost a month ago.Even though Ah Yan is afraid of the cold but not the heat, the weather is not only hot, but also very humid. Sitting on this kind of chair and having a meal, after a meal, there will be a patch of red prickly heat.

Cotton mats cannot be used. In summer, they can be replaced with mat mats, which can be filled with cassia seeds and the like. He does not need to weave them by hand, just bring them in from the outside.

It will be a long time tomorrow, so he can bring a little more.Thinking about the list of newly added things in his heart, Song Zi's attention was unknowingly divergent, his hand naturally dropped, and then he was touched lightly by the square corner of the chair.

Bumps and bumps in life are actually very normal. Sometimes Song Zi changed his clothes, only to find that his feet or hands were bruised and purple, but he didn’t have the impression of bumps at all. It’s just that now is Ah Yan’s special period, looking at the chair The sharp corners of the ravioli made Song Zi more and more displeased. When Ah Yan ate the sixth wonton, he finally couldn't help standing up.

"Ayan, wait for me." He took out a lot of rags from the small floral package, selected four fresh green cloth strips that had been cut, and quickly put the cloth on the bed that Ayan often sat on. The four small square corners of the chair were tightly covered, and then sat back satisfied, "Okay, leave me alone, Ah Yan, you continue to eat."

Sima Yan: ...

Because of an episode at noon, he ate most of the plate of fried wontons in a particularly honorable manner. In an hour, there was only about a quarter left.

Song Zi didn't care about the messy cups and plates on the table. After eating, he took Ah Yan's hand and dragged each other. The two of them clasped their fingers and walked for a while along the long corridor in the courtyard where there was no sunlight.Digesting food after exercise is good for the body and the baby in the stomach.

While walking, the two of them were blowing the slight afternoon wind, and occasionally a ray of sunshine fell on their bodies, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Sima Yan finally said what he hadn't said before: "Xiao Qi, there are some things I've been wanting to say to you, but I haven't found a chance, but seeing you work so hard, I think even if you will be angry, I have to say it." speak out."

Song Zi was in a good mood, and asked following his words, "What is it?"

"Then you have to promise me first that you are not allowed to be angry."

"Say it, as long as you don't do something sorry to me, I won't be angry."

Song Zi became vigilant, and he didn't dare to speak too harshly. If Ah Yan suddenly told him, in fact, he wore a belt on his head so that he could stop being angry if he didn't get angry.

"Of course I'm not sorry for you! I just... didn't say something, which caused you some misunderstandings." Afraid that Song Zi's reaction would be too big, Sima Yan couldn't say it clearly, and pointed at the green vegetable field obliquely: "Look at the yard. Here, is this green rapeseed field growing well?"

Song Zi took a look. Under the bright sunshine, the leaves of these vegetables were green and looked very tender and delicious. The vegetables he grew were actually not many, but there were many kinds of them. On weekdays, only two people ate them. Can't finish it all.After all, it is summer now, and there is not a shortage of vegetables and fruits, but it will be different in winter.Even if you are a wealthy family, if you want to eat a bite of fresh and tender vegetables, you have to spend a lot of money to buy them.

"You couldn't enter the palace every day before. If the vegetable leaves were thrown away like this, in fact, it wouldn't grow so well."

Song Zi didn't understand what Ah Yan was going to say when he heard this: "You want to say, actually, you spent a lot of energy taking care of these vegetables, it's not as easy as just pouring water? Can you take care of yourself?"

"Of course not!" Sima Yan said, "Even these small green vegetables can live if sprinkled with water, just look at those flowers."

Song Zi looked at the small garden facing the vegetable field: "The flowers are pretty."

He has a general feeling for flowers. I heard that people will especially like flowers when they are older. Now that he is in his prime, he doesn’t have any special feelings for these delicate peanuts. It’s a simple and rude idea. It's pretty, and it's pleasing to the eye anyway.

Sima Yan plucked a flower, and the delicate petals leaked juice in the palm of his hand: "These flowers are delicate, and they are actually very difficult to take care of."

Song Zi looked at the flowers, then tilted his head to look at the beauty who was even more beautiful than the flowers, hesitantly said: "Ah Yan is amazing?! It's not easy to take care of these things on weekdays."

"No, that's not what I meant." Sima Yan pulled the two of them together.The hands that were held together were raised, and the other hand was put on top.

"Xiao Qi, take a good look at my hands."

Song Zi looked down at this hand, Ah Yan's skin was fair, his ten fingers were just right, slender and fair, neither thick nor thin, with well-defined joints, there was not a single extra hair on his hand, showing a warm jade texture under the sun The white color, looking at the sun, seems to be able to see the blood vessels flowing quietly inside.

"Ah Yan's hands are beautiful." So what?

Sima Yan put the two hands together, touched the hard callus on Song Zi's hand, and then touched the same position of his own: "Do you think this is the hand doing chores?"

Song Zi shook his head: "It's not like that."

That's why he said that Ah Yan was coquettish, and he looked like he had nothing to do with the young master. As a result, he often had the illusion that if he didn't take care of him, Ah Yan would starve himself to death.

Speaking of this, he said: "What's more, when I saw you for the first time, Ah Yan, you were really too thin and pale, which shocked me a lot."

Before they rolled together, they actually met each other. At that time, he was on patrol in the cold palace. At night, he saw a white figure with disheveled hair and white clothes. .It was only later that he discovered that the shadow floating in the deep palace was not a ghost of a female ghost, but a male ghost.

It took him a lot of effort to fatten Ah Yan up.It was Ah Yan's sense of fragility and brokenness at the beginning that left a deep first impression on him. Song Zi was particularly concerned about Ah Yan's diet. He worried that his own parents were not half as worried about Ah Yan.After all, my parents looked healthy and healthy, and they ate when they arrived, unlike Ah Yan, who seemed to starve to death by accident if he missed a glance.

"I was just sick at that time. Thanks to Xiao Qi, I'm much better now." Sima Yan said, "Look, I can't take care of myself well enough to make Xiao Qi worry so much."

Song Zi responded: "I am willing to do this, so, you want to tell me that you are faking your illness? It is also a lie that you can't take care of yourself. In fact, you are very capable?"

"No, of course not." Sima Yan said, "What I mean is, I can't even take care of myself. How can I take care of these vegetables, flowers and plants? When you are not around, other people will take care of them."

He added: "On weekdays, I don't let them enter the bedroom, and I don't let them touch our two things. I just let them stay in the yard, take care of the vegetables, and tend the flowers and plants."

Song Zi was silent. He looked at Sima Yan, who said tactfully, "In the palace, as long as you spend money, you can do a lot of things. I'm not a member of His Majesty, I just live here. For some special reasons, I can't go out to live in the palace. So I spent money and hired palace servants to do the work for me, even if you are not there, Xiaoqi, there are still people in the palace who can take care of me."

He added: "Xiao Qi is different from them! And there are some things that only Xiao Qi can do. Without Xiao Qi, I would not be happy. I want to say this because I want Xiao Qi to work too hard , such as hoeing, planting vegetables, and covering chairs, can't let others do it well, just spend more time with me in the future."

He is not the emperor's man, because he is the emperor.All the maids in the palace are supported by him with money, and there is nothing wrong with using money to do things.

Sima Yan said that he did not lie, but used the art of language flexibly.In that way, Xiao Qi should not be angry with him.