Yangyue

The deep winter in Beijing this year was particularly harsh and cold, with several heavy snowfalls.

When Henry Zhang got up to go to the palace in the morning, there was a thick layer of white snow on the verandas of the mansion, and there were servants everywhere sweeping the snow with bamboo brooms. The tall ginkgo tree in his mansion had already shed all its leaves. The branches are also white.

The maid brought a thick fox fur cloak and put it on Henry Zhang, with a circle of snow-white fox fur around the collar, which made his eyebrows and eyes picturesque.

Xiao Yangyue walked to the palace on snow, nothing happened in the palace this month, and the court was also very stable.

After the morning court, Henry Zhang was about to leave the palace gate, when he heard someone calling his name from a distance, he turned his head, and saw the sedan chair of the Hou Mansion coming through the snow, Qi Zhu lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and got out of the carriage.

Even though it was deep winter, Qi Zhu still carried his fan, and he was no more dressed than in autumn. He walked up to Henry Zhang and said, "Just now, I almost thought you were from the palace. Which lady is it?"

Henry Zhang looked at him: "Hou Ye has something to say."

Qi Zhu laughed: "Beauties should be paired with fine wine. When I saw you, I remembered how many pots of high-quality grapes were hidden in the wine cellar of my house. Are you free to come to my house in the afternoon? Or I can bring wine to Are you going to the house?"

Qi Zhu also praised Henry Zhang's appearance many times before and after. In the past, Henry Zhang listened to it, and only thought it was Hou Ye's mouth that was always romantic, and Quan listened to it. Now that he hears these words again, Henry Zhang There were some strange ripples in Yue's heart.

He waved away the emotions in his mind, hesitated for a while, and replied: "Master Hou, come to my house."

"Then see you in the afternoon."

Qi Zhu turned around, but Henry Zhang stopped him again, he turned his head and saw Henry Zhang standing under the snow-covered vermilion palace wall and looking at himself: "Master Hou wears so little, isn't it cold?"

Qi Zhu replied with a smile: "I'm not afraid of the cold."

After saying goodbye to Qi Zhu, Xiao Yangyue returned home, and the New Year's Eve was approaching. The emperor rewarded a lot of things, and the ministers also exchanged gifts and favors. The Xiao House also received a lot of congratulatory gifts.Henry Zhang doesn't usually pay much attention to these things, and usually just asks the housekeeper at home to return some similar things in the name of the Xiao Mansion.

This time, when the butler was counting the gifts, he found some folding fans, calligraphy, paintings and stationery utensils. I don't know what the gift giver was thinking, so he gave these things to a general.

Xiao Yangyue ordered people to pack all these things and send them to the Hou's mansion intact, especially the folding fans, which are all things that the Hou Ye likes.

Before sending it out, Henry Zhang hesitated again, he couldn't help but wonder, does Hou Ye really like these things?Or, was he pretending this too?

At the end of the afternoon, the carriage of the Hou Mansion stopped in front of the Xiao Mansion, and the servants came to tell that when the Lord Hou arrived, Henry Zhang had just finished bathing and was wearing a middle coat for the maidservants to comb their hair.

"Master Hou will be here so soon?" Henry Zhang pursed his lips, looking at himself in the mirror, who was still disheveled, and replied, "Let Master Hou wait in Xiyuan Nuan Pavilion."

The little maid behind him fetched a gilt filigree peony hairpin inlaid with sapphires, neatly tied Henry Zhang's hair, and said with a smile: "Master Hou will be very happy when he comes."

Xiao Yangyue raised her eyes and glanced at her: "He came here only once."

"Yes, but last time the young master knew that Master Hou was coming, so he dressed more carefully than usual." The little girl is young and has a straightforward temperament. , then the young master will be more happy, although the young master has never liked to laugh, but when the Hou master is around, the young master's brows and eyes are always much softer."

Henry Zhang was silent, trying to refute, but couldn't find anything to say.

After a while, the young man who came to Tongchuan just now came back again, and said outside the Nuan Pavilion through the curtain: "My lord, Master Hou said that the sweet-scented osmanthus soufflé I ate at your place last time was delicious, and I want to ask you again." Take two."

Xiao Yangyue: "You don't need to report this kind of thing to me. Whatever Master Hou wants to eat, let the back chef do it."

"Yes." The servant said again, "One more thing, Master Hou said he wanted to borrow a fox fur cloak worn by women from you."

"Worn by women?" Henry Zhang frowned, "Who is it for?"

"It's for Miss Jiyun. Lord Hou came with Miss Jiyun."

The little maid at the side heard this, and hurried into the room, fetched a fox fur cloak and handed it to the boy, and quickly sent him away, lest he say anything more that shouldn't be said, and spoil the young master's mood.

Henry Zhang clasped the fingers on the table hard, and the fingertips were whitened by him.

Jiyun, it's Jiyun again, does Hou Ye like Jiyun that much?I can't live without her for a moment!

Seeing that the young master was in a bad mood, the little maid hurriedly put on the hairpin that Xiao Yangyue picked out just now, and said: "Master, look at this..."

"Okay." Xiao Yangyue interrupted her with a cold drink, tore off the hair ornament from her hair, and pressed it heavily on the table. The beads rolled all over the ground.

The little maid jumped in fright and knelt down on the ground.

Henry Zhang's originally coiled hair fell down in an instant. He turned his head and looked at the snow-blue long dress with flower painting on the table, and said coldly: "What are you kneeling for? Get up."

The little maid had no choice but to stand up, timidly twisting her fingers and standing aside.

Henry Zhang: "Bring men's clothes."

Qi Zhu sat drinking tea and eating snacks in the warm pavilion in the Xiyuan of Xiao Mansion. After a while, the servant brought up the cloak he wanted.

Qi Zhu took the cloak, and then handed it to Ji Yun who was sitting beside him, looking a little restless.

Just now when he was in the Hou's mansion, Ji Yun heard that Lord Hou was out of the house, so he wanted to pretend to be ordered by Lord Hou to tidy up the study, and secretly read the ancient medical books that Lord Hou usually read.

Ever since getting through with the Pavilion Master, Jiyun has long wanted to read those books, but Lord Hou usually stays in the study room, and even if he is not there, he will be sorted out by a special person, and it is not easy to get in. She has never looking for opportunities.

Unexpectedly, just as she walked out of the house, she heard another servant report that Master Hou wanted her to go with him temporarily.

Ji Yun had no choice but to pack up his makeup and follow Lord Hou out of the house.

All the way here, Jiyun was haunted by faint unease. She asked why Lord Hou suddenly wanted her to come with him, and Master Hou's expression was the same as before, but he said that she had been in the Hou's mansion for more than a month and hadn't returned to Xiao's mansion for a long time. , Maybe I will miss it, so I brought her back to have a look.

Jiyun was preoccupied for a while, and didn't notice the fox fur cloak handed to him in front of him. Qi Zhu shook off the candle white cloak embroidered with plum blossoms in his hand, and draped it over Jiyun's shoulders.

Ji Yun was startled, and quickly knelt down: "Your servant is distracted, Lord Hou forgive me."

When Henry Zhang came, this was what he saw.

He stood by the door for a while, his eyes paused for a while on the cloak on Jiyun's body, and then he stepped in.

Qi Zhu turned his head, his eyes were neutral with a little surprise.

Xiao Yangyue didn't wear the gorgeous long dress he loved so much today, but was wearing a black brocade men's suit embroidered with dark red patterns. His legs are long and straight, and his hair is also a crown of obsidian inlaid with red opal.

The gloomy black and the bright red are obviously men's clothing, but Henry Zhang has a different kind of wanton and cruel beauty, which makes people think of a blood-stained blade, but it seems to hurt people more than the blade.

Xiao Yangyue's voice was already very light, but at this time he seemed to be even more light, revealing an ice-quenching coldness: "Master Hou has been waiting for a long time."

Qi Zhu didn't hear a bit of apology from these words, he personally filled a glass of wine for Henry Zhang, and said along the way: "In this case, you will punish yourself with three glasses."

There was obviously a bit of anger between Henry Zhangyue's eyebrows, he stared at the wine glass on the table, and finally raised it to drink the wine in the glass.The wine that Qi Zhu brought was quite strong, and the pungent liquor burned her throat. Henry Zhang is not an alcoholic, and he rarely drinks alcohol at ordinary times. He only felt numbness and pain in his throat for a while.

Qi Zhu couldn't laugh or cry: "This wine is very strong, you will feel uncomfortable if you do this."

Henry Zhang put down the cup, and pushed the empty cup in front of Qi Zhu.

Seeing that he was silent, Qi Zhu had no choice but to pour it for him again, but this time it was not full, only half of it was poured.

"By the way, thank you for the clothes you sent me." Qi Zhu said again, he turned his head to look at Jiyun, with a gentle expression on his brows, "Jiyun got a cold last month, and he has been procrastinating for a while. Jiyun , It's been freezing lately, why don't you bring an extra cloak when you come out? Didn't I ask Xihe and the others to send you the winter clothes?"

Ji Yun felt like sitting on pins and needles, he could only respond to Master Hou's words.

Henry Zhang drank the wine in the glass slowly, and the charcoal basins and stoves around him couldn't ease the coldness in his heart. Qi Zhu's words pierced into his ears one by one, making him feel as if he was in the Dazed and helpless in the cold fog.

He had never experienced such a feeling before, and it lingered without knowing what happened. He just felt that Qi Zhu's expression towards another person made him feel uncomfortable, leaving only unclear but endless flow in his heart. restless.

Qi Zhu said apologetically: "Speaking of which, it was still at Feng Xueting that day...it was me, Meng Lang."

Ji Yun's face turned red. On the second day she came to the Hou Mansion, everyone thought that the Hou Ye had favored her in the snow-sealing pavilion in the bamboo forest, but she herself was in a fog, and her memory of this matter was vague.

Moreover, after that day, although Lord Hou was still very kind to her, he never touched her again.

Ji Yun looked up at Master Hou, and felt that Master Hou's smile towards her seemed to be in a dream. Even though there was tenderness on his face, the emotion was not born from the heart, as if he was just wearing a cold mask. mask.

Ji Yun couldn't sit still anymore, and clenched his cuffs: "Master Hou, this servant drank a little too much, I want to go out to sober up."

Qi Zhu nodded: "Go, let two people follow you."

Jiyun thanked her, hurriedly stood up from the table, and left the Nuan Pavilion.

Only Qi Zhu and Henry Zhang were left in the Nuan Pavilion. Qi Zhu no longer spoke, but only for himself. Henry Zhang stopped drinking after drinking three glasses of wine. If he drank any more, he would get drunk. He was used to stay awake.

Qi Zhu took one cup after another. He turned his head and looked out the window at the crescent moon gradually climbing up the treetops. His expression faded, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted far away.

He loves to drink, and he can control himself not to get drunk, but tonight, he suddenly wanted to let himself get drunk.

Qi Zhu drank until Youshi, and Henry Zhang also sat in the warm pavilion until Youshi.

It was getting dark early in winter, and it was already deep night outside, Henry Zhang frowned and watched Qi Zhu's hand to raise his glass without stopping, finally raised his hand, and pressed Qi Zhu's cup down.

Qi Zhu was probably a little drunk, looking at him with a mischievous smile, but his handsome face was still sharp and aggressive.

Henry Zhang: "Master Hou, stop drinking."

Qi Zhu was silent, Henry Zhang saw that he seemed to be really drunk, so he stood up, trying to help Qi Zhu up from the dining table.

Qi Zhu really got up obediently, but his footsteps were vain, and he staggered and leaned on Henry Zhang. Henry Zhang didn't check for a while, and kicked the stool. Qi Zhu ignored him and fell to the side, almost pushing Henry Zhang fell to the ground together.

Qi Zhu seemed to have retained some sense of sanity, he didn't completely suppress him, barely supported half of his arms, watching him shrouded in his own shadow, his expression was quiet and slightly drunk.

Henry Zhang wanted to get up from the ground, but Qi Zhu pressed his shoulders, and the hair on his shoulders slowly slid down to his side, covering a piece of moonlight reflected on Henry Zhang's face.

Henry Zhang felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, which made him more at a loss than when he was in any dangerous situation. He thought that Qi Zhu must have been drunk and admitted the wrong person.

Sure enough, Qi Zhu said in a low voice: "Jiyun..."

Qi Zhu's gaze seemed to burn him, Henry Zhang turned his head to avoid Qi Zhu's sight: "Master Hou, I'm not Jiyun."

Of course Qi Zhu knew that the person in front of him was not Ji Yun.

Qi Zhu stared at him silently, tracing Henry Zhang's face with his eyes, thinking lightly in his heart, how long can he look at this face?

Originally, I just thought that Henry Zhangyue is so beautiful, it doesn't hurt to appreciate it, but after watching it for a long time, thinking that one day I will never see her again, I feel a little bit reluctant.

However, he didn't want to express this feeling, and there was no need to express it. Now, he used the name of others to express his sincerity.

Qi Zhu: "You... are so beautiful."

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Qi Zhu stepping on Yangyue's thunder has always been fine