Wrong Changhuan

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was clear and the snow had not yet melted.

When Chang Huan woke up, he squinted his eyes and searched to the side, and then rubbed his eyes to get up, and saw An Cuo sitting in front of the dressing table against the wall by the window, combing his hair in front of the mirror, and said, "A Cuo- -Let me comb it for you..."

"Why did you wake up? It's still early, let's go to bed again..." An Cuo saw in the mirror that the person behind him was wearing thin clothes and went down to the ground. Just after leaving the warm place, he couldn't help shaking twice, and said, " Put on your clothes first, don't catch a cold."

After Chang Huan listened, he went to get dressed obediently.

"Are there no maids in this courtyard?"

Chang Huan raised his voice and said, "There are only a few people in the Anping Hall. During the day, there are only two rough envoys who clean the rooms. Uncle does not allow maids and servants to serve. I do everything myself."

"Why?" An Cuo was a little curious.

Chang Huan wore her skirt neatly, turned her head and said, "Uncle said, there are too many servants in Dongfu and Bieyuan. Here, he just wants to live a quiet life without being disturbed by anyone."

An heard it wrong, seemed to think of something, smiled slightly, and said, "That's fine, we will live in seclusion in the future, and I will serve you and live a quiet life."

Chang Huan approached, lightly snatched the wooden comb from An Cuo's hand, stared at the gods, the corners of his mouth curled up, reflected in the mirror, and said, "Okay--"

"Ah Cuo, your hair is so beautiful, like black brocade, I like it very much. And your skin, why is it so fair?" Chang Huan kept combing her hair in her hands, and then looked at the hair in the mirror. A pure beauty.

"Please continue, don't stop--" Ann felt playful.

"The bones are the most beautiful. Although the flesh on the face is the same as the flesh on the body, it is a little less... Well, the long face is better than my round face. You see, the nose is a nose, and the eyes are eyes..."

Chang Huan combed Ah Cuo's middle hair back, put the long hair on both sides on the top of her head, and tied it in a simple short bun as she liked in the past, and then inserted the sapphire hairpin into it.

"Are you teasing a three-year-old?" An Cuo looked at Chang Huan through the mirror.

Chang Huan smoothed Ah Cuo's hair back, and said, "So you're only three years old... I thought you were five years old..." He laughed as he spoke.

Chang Huan brushed her hair, and suddenly saw the red spot on An Cuo's neck, which was the imprint she planted when she lost her love last night. She blushed, and hurriedly turned her thoughts away, "Do you really want to listen?"

"Well, I want to hear what I look like in your eyes..."

"Ah Cuo, you are the heroine in my mind, the most powerful and coldest kind. But I am not afraid of high coldness, because I know...the one you warm up is me."

An Cuo blinked and said, "Although that's the case, but the words are too empty to count... Let's start again, be more specific..."

Chang Huan squatted down, put his head on An Cuo's shoulder, looked at the person in the mirror, and said, "The nose is not too big or too small, and it's moist; the peach blossom eyes are also pretty, but it doesn't look like yours, because ah, You don't like to laugh, it's a bit of a waste... However, with this sword eyebrow, if you don't smile, you are heroic. No man in this world can compare to you. If you smile, you will be fascinated by the country and the city All beings. Luckily, you only smile at me...I feel relieved...In short, everything is beautiful."

An Cuo lowered his head and smiled helplessly, and said, "Is it really as beautiful as you said?"

Chang Huan turned his head to look at An Cuo, and said, "Of course - if there were more women like you in the world, no man in the world would be able to marry a wife."

"It turns out that lightness kung fu is not your best. You're talking nonsense. Who did you learn it from?" An Cuo said and turned to look at Chang Huan.

In an instant, the tip of the nose touches, the eyes meet, and the two hearts follow each other.The warm breath flows quietly within close proximity of each other.

Chang Huan suddenly withdrew, blushing and said, "I'm not talking nonsense, I have evidence... Uncle always said that my aesthetic level is the same as his, and I am a top-notch connoisseur, so, Not bad."

"Where do you like the most?"

"Favorite? I'll point it out to you—" Chang Huan said as he kissed An Cuo's thin pink lips.

When Chang Huan was naughty enough, An mistakenly pulled Chang Huan into his lap and sat down, saying, "Ah Huan, I'm so happy to hear you praise me so much."

Chang Huan hugged An Cuo's neck, and said, "A Cuo, I didn't notice it before, you are so stinky...What about me?"

"You, everything is fine, except for one thing..."

"what?"

"It's the breasts -- a little smaller..." An Cuo said solemnly, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, and continued, "But I can wait, maybe, it will be fine after two years. ..."

Chang Huan blushed, punched it with a pair of pink fists without pain or itching, and said, "Ah Cuo, you are so bad... Ignore you..."

An made a mistake and grabbed Chang Huan, who was about to escape, and pressed him on the stool, saying, "Sit down, it's my turn to comb your hair."

Chang Huan said, "I'm going out, I want to try the same bun as you."

An Cuo nodded, and said, "Okay, anyway, I only know this kind..." As he spoke, his hands started to move.

Chang Huan blinked and said with a smile, "Jiangling's [-]-style bun in Kyoto, then you can learn something in the future... I am very difficult to serve."

"As I ordered, I dare not refuse to listen to the lady's words. I will definitely learn all the eighteen styles of hair buns in Jiangling, Kyoto, and then I will comb your hair and thrush your eyebrows every day without repeating the same style..."

An Cuo's brows and eyes were slightly curved, he joked, and continued, "But thinking about the time in the future, I should be able to learn it. It can't be more complicated than practicing swords..."

Chang Huan said, "As long as you learn the sword faster than Wen Tingzhao, then you'll be fine..." He covered his stomach as he spoke, laughing a little cramply.

In the courtyard, the snow has cleared.

Seeing that the door of the west wing was opened, Amu ran along the corner door next to the main hall, ran back to the kitchen in the south, and stood at the door and said, "Hey—Miss is up—"

Only then did Chen Yang walk towards the west wing with hot water.

Seeing this, Chang Huan hurriedly opened the door and thanked him with a distant expression on his face.

Seeing Chenyang put down the water basin, Chang Huan said, "Well...we'll leave Jiangling after lunch today...you should go back..."

Although An Cuo wet the white cloth towel and wiped his face with warm water, his ears were already pricked up, and he didn't want to miss a sentence.

Chen Yang panicked, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said, "Miss, you are a villain, what did you do wrong? The villain made an oath in front of the prince, vowing to follow the lady and protect the lady--"

"You...why are you kneeling on me again? Get up quickly--" Chang Huan was a little embarrassed, and reached out to help her.

"The villain doesn't know if Miss or Miss An has any misunderstandings. The villain already has a sweetheart, and the lady also knows that person..."

Chang Huan asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"The villain doesn't want to reveal his identity... In our business, some secrets need to be kept. Please forgive me... Before leaving, please allow the villain to say goodbye..."

An Cuo suddenly let go, and said, "That's it, let's follow--"

This sentence made Chang Huan dumbfounded, not knowing what Ah Cuo was thinking.

Chang Huan said, "Then you go, don't worry—" Even if you miss the departure time, it doesn't matter.

Only then did Chen Yang get up and go out the door.After one night, she has already recognized the reality. If she wants to follow Chang Huan, An Cuo is always a mountain between her and Chang Huan, a hurdle she cannot avoid.As for Chen Yang, he was too clear about what he wanted.

"A Cuo, don't you mind?" Chang Huan took the white cloth handed over from A Cuo, and wiped his face carelessly twice.

"Although I mind, you gave me your heart, I feel it... I don't want you to make things difficult... Do you think that I, the vinegar king of Jiangling, can also be magnanimous..."

An Cuo admitted that Chenyang's skills are good, if there is really something that he can't take care of, it would be good to have one more person to help.This is the only reason why she considers keeping Chen Yang.

Chang Huan said with a smile on his face, "Ah Cuo, let me just say, I'm a first-class appraiser, you still don't believe me... Where else can I find someone as knowledgeable and understanding as you?" ..."

These flattering words won Chang Huan a moment of tenderness.Sure enough, flattering is fine as long as it is not on the horse's legs.

For breakfast, porridge, buns, boiled eggs, plus a few dishes of homemade side dishes.

After Chang Huan sat down, he said, "Why are you so vegetarian? Is there no meat?"

"Eat more digestible food in the past few days, it's good for your health..." Yang Yan said, putting a chopstick of vegetables on Chang Huan's porridge, and then began to peel her eggs.

As soon as Chang Huan finished saying his intention to leave, Yang Yan was so shocked that even the eggs he had just poached gurgled off the table.

"Are you sure you've thought it through? Don't think about it for a few more days?" Yang Yan tried his best to persuade him to stay.To him, this matter is like just solving a difficult and miscellaneous disease, and the patient is about to leave, and he is not even given a chance to see how the daily recovery effect of the medicine he has worked so hard to refine, how can he not It made him feel at a loss, and he sighed.

"Next, where are you going?" In contrast, Lin Xun was much calmer.

Chang Huan said, "Go to Xiaoguan—find a quiet place and live in seclusion—"

There was a moment of silence on the table.

Lin Xun looked at Yang Yan, and said reproachfully, "You don't even try to persuade her--"

"Can I persuade her to make up her mind? It's not the first day you know..." Yang Yan felt aggrieved.

Lin Xun said, "I just came back yesterday, and I'm leaving today... I'm too anxious... It's not right..."

Yang Yandao, "You think I don't want to... Who said no... I haven't turned around yet, who will comfort me--"

It seemed that the quarrel between the two completely ignored the other two on the table.

Immediately, Yang Yan and Lin Xun stood up at the same time.

"What are you doing?" The two asked each other at the same time, with a tacit understanding.

Lin Xun said, "I'll go and cook her a dish—with meat—"

Yang Yandao, "I'll go and prepare for her the things she needs on the way - money, clothes, food..."

Seeing this, An Cuo said with relief, "Don't rush this moment, everything on the road is easy to talk about, let's eat first - there is no need to add more food."

"Can't eat--" Yang Yan was listless, and went out to find Ajin and Amu to order.

"Not thinking--" Lin Xun frowned and went to the kitchen.

This scene made An Cuo and Chang Huan's small eyes widen, which seemed normal.

An mistakenly took a sip of porridge and said, "This is how you came here when you were young?"

One moment they looked like they were about to quarrel, and the next moment they seemed to be in tacit understanding like a bitter couple who cherish each other.

Chang Huan nodded and said, "It's about me, it's basically what you see...but... other things, it's not like this..."

"What's the matter? Let's hear it--" An Cuo's curiosity was aroused.

"For example, when it comes to seeing a doctor, my second uncle can't argue with my uncle..." Chang Huan pouted, and thought again, "When it comes to eating and cooking, my uncle can't argue with my second uncle..."

An Cuo nodded thoughtfully, and said, "One is good at housework, and the other is good at work, which is harmonious—" Then he couldn't help but compare himself and Chang Huan, and asked, "What about you? What are you good at?"

Chang Huan had never thought about this question before, and when asked abruptly, he said, "I... can cook..."

An Cuo nodded, and said, "Well...I eat...I don't pick much..."

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The author has something to say:

@罗神, let me show you what Ah Cuo looks like in Chang Huan's eyes. . .I don't know if it can give you inspiration to paint. . .hope so. BYW, Ah Cuo wore a cape with a red and white fox edge, the reason why he didn't wear a long farewell one was because he couldn't bear it.When painting, you can refer to it~ In short, it is very heroic, hahaha.Handsome don't want it.