One of Ouyang Shaogong's colleagues, Chang'an

"By the way, I haven't known your name and where is your home for so long."

He suddenly remembered something and lowered his head to ask her.

"My name is Tong'er. I'm Tong'er of Fengqi Wutong. My home is far away. You will never go there in your life."

She didn't know how she could tell this lie smoothly, and she was taking great risks in front of such a him.Consoling herself in her heart, it is just a name, she feels that her real name is too mature and elegant, which is quite inconsistent with her immature appearance at the moment.

The hand on the shoulder seemed to be stunned for a moment.After a moment of silence, he asked softly, "Why - you only like Phoenix."

She put her cheeks together and frowned for a while, then answered the question seriously: "I like its Nirvana. It has a persistent and firm belief in its heart. God wants it to be burned to death in the raging fire, but it is bloody in the fire." Reborn, because it believes that my fate is my destiny."

I control my own life.

He sighed in his heart. He used to think the same way, but after being betrayed and abandoned several times, he felt the cruelty of fate. The fate of six relatives cannot be changed, even if he regains his soul, there is nothing he can do.

He just wants to be alive, nothing more.Those who should be punished have already been punished. After all, there are still some beautiful things to remember. Support him to go on step by step, so that he will not lose the courage to carry out the next soul crossing--

Maybe this suffering is not deep enough, it only makes him weak, not persistent--at least for now, he can't show his emotions and anger, and he can't help but show a gentle look to the things he likes, what he likes is Those beautiful moments, not the person, people are fickle animals, unpredictable, only memory is eternal--

"Brother, what's wrong with you, what are you thinking?"

The person in his arms gently tugged at his sleeve, interrupting his deep and long thoughts.

"It's nothing, are you hungry, let me get you something to eat."

After finishing speaking, I want to get out of bed.

She quickly stopped him, "You haven't recovered yet, I'll go."

He glanced at her suspiciously, "You -- can you cook?"

"What are you doing, look down on me."

She gave him a blank look, and although her heart was pounding, she still insisted on her face, "Just wait for the delicious food."

Her Royal Highness, who has never cooked before, made her sweetheart wait for the bad news that the house was almost set on fire.

A quarter of an hour later, Prince Changqin smelled the smell of smoke in the air, and called out worriedly: "Tong Er, what are you doing, is the stove not working?"

No one answered.

He panicked, put on his clothes and got out of bed. When he was close to the kitchen, a puff of smoke wafted out. The gray fog blocked his vision, and his eyes were dim.He covered his lips with his sleeve and rushed in. He couldn't see the figure clearly and had to look around, and finally touched the little person who was choking and semi-conscious, and quickly carried her out of the kitchen.

It took half an hour for the thick smoke to dissipate completely, and the indoors and outdoors regained clarity.

"Who told you to be brave, you almost lost your life."

He had lingering fears and his voice was stern.

"I--"

Her entire face was smudged black, only two eyes were shining black, looking at him pitifully, he couldn't bear to reprimand him, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe her.

"You have to learn what you don't know in the future. Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

Feeling that his arms around her were getting tighter, she coughed a few times, buried her head in his chest, stroked his back with her small hands to comfort him, and said softly and without insincerity, "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong --I made you worry--Tong Er promises that it will never happen again next time--brother, please don't be angry with me--"

The soft and flattering voice has never been so sweet to his heart. He regrets and rejoices that it is not enough, so how can he bear to be angry with her again.Rubbing her hair with slender fingers, she sighed softly and helplessly: "You girl, there is really nothing I can do about you."

a month later.one night.

The pretty little man mysteriously drags Xu'er to the kitchen.

"Sister, can you teach me how to make soup, Shan Mushroom Pork Ribs."

The purple-clothed woman's face darkened, "What are you going to do again? I don't think there was enough trouble in the morning. I won't be at home for a while. Your little ancestor almost set the house on fire."

"So I want you to teach me--"

She held her arm in a coquettish voice and kept shaking it, with begging and sly eyes intertwined, "Anyway, I must learn to cook, if you don't teach me, I will do it secretly, and then I will make a bigger mess." Don’t you want to regret it to death.”

"you--"

Xu'er is angry, I've seen thick-skinned people before, but I've never seen such thick-skinned ones--what kind of evil did she do--it seems that this competitor is too strong, people can't be judged by appearances, don't look at only twelve or thirteen years old , I have already understood the profound truth of "If you want to grasp a man's heart, you must first grasp his stomach".It just so happens that she's been thinking hard lately that there's no strategy to stop their further "intimacy", even though they've done nothing at all, it's polite and reasonable.The so-called suspected neighbor stealing the axe, since she was already dissatisfied, she naturally had problems with everything.This time, the little girl bumped into the muzzle of the gun by herself, so don't blame her, so don't blame her for being cruel.She knows that Changqin looks gentle but actually lacks trust in people. Even though she treats him very well, there are many things on her mind like a sad and thick barrier. She will never be able to touch the complete him, even some Sometimes I can't help but suspect that he is also pretending to be good to me, but I can't find any flaws.This feature became more and more obvious half a year ago, maybe it was there before, but she didn't notice it.Now it is used to separate people, it is really like the Nine Yin Scriptures.

"So instead of getting angry at that time, my sister might as well take the initiative to teach me."

Seeing that she seemed displeased with her silence, Tonger immediately put on a pure and innocent look, her bright black eyes were full of seriousness, "I must study hard, Tonger is talented, and I won't trouble you for too long, and my sister must be Famous teachers give rise to great apprentices--"

"Okay, okay--"

Xu'er acted as if she had been tormented by her until she had a headache and had to agree, and took the apron off the shelf.The little girl happily danced around her, almost hugged her and spun around her.

It's just a person who has never touched cooking utensils, how difficult it must be to learn how to make soup directly.

An hour later.

Xuer took off her apron.

"What's the matter, am I bad--"

Tong'er looked at her pitifully, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"No, it's pretty good that you've made it like this, but the control of the heat and the proper seasoning are not things that happen overnight."

She tried to comfort her a few words. Seeing that the girl's eyebrows were drooping, she seemed to be aggrieved, but after all she was no longer persistent, so she relaxed and touched her head, "Let's rest today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

After leaving the kitchen, she changed her clothes and went to the medicine hall.Changqin was a medical student, and also proficient in literature and ink. She often examines school registers for schools and libraries, and sometimes assists the government in sorting out documents.Today, she was not sincere in teaching Tong'er, and naturally she was just teaching superficially, not to mention that she would not be able to make a leap in her level in a short period of time, and it was wishful thinking to surpass herself.When the time comes, just add some ingredients to the dish ---

"Husband."

Entering the inner hall, Changqin had just seen the patient and was proofreading the books and periodicals. She looked up and saw her surprised, "Why did Madam come here?"

"I have nothing to do. I just weaved a Jinling phoenix wearing peony brocade with the girl next door. I want to take a rest these few days. Tonger is honing her cooking skills at home. I don't know why I suddenly want to make this. Xu It's too boring."

"Culinary skills? Huh---"

Changqin understood in seconds, and a bit of joy and anticipation inexplicably filled her heart, and quickly suppressed it forcibly, and changed the subject calmly, "Then why don't you go to the girls' house in Bitao Zhusha for a while, come to my place do what?"

"I just - miss you, can't!"

She was suddenly a little scared, afraid that he would see her real purpose, so she started to feel guilty, and quickly covered it up with her best tricks, but she knew that Changqin was best at reading people's hearts, and maybe she couldn't hide it, so she became even more nervous. They all trembled a little.

Prince Changqin frowned slightly. He had already noticed that Xu'er was different from before. These days, she seemed to be a little more guarded and calculating, even hostile.Did Tong'er's arrival change her, gave her a sense of crisis, or was her nature exposed under a small test.

In any case, wait and see what happens.

"Okay, of course, Madam's love story really gets better and better."

He closed the book, stood up and walked in front of her, raised his hand and stroked her pink dimple with his thumb, "You go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, and you are coaxing people like this, tell me, do you want to ask for something?"

"Nothing, just to see you."

The place on her face where he touched her was blushing. For some reason, she was so nervous and shy when she was kissed by him after being married for many years, especially in the past six months when he "molested" her to a higher level. , often let my heart beat fast, panting endlessly.

"Husband, can you-"

"Ok?"

"Play a song for me, I haven't heard you play for a long time."

She recalled the scene in her dream, her nose was sore, and even stronger jealousy welled up.My husband is good at playing the piano, but it has not yet reached a good level, that is, the neighbors listened to it for entertainment. I don't know why he hasn't played it once in the past six months.But the scene in the dream is so real, within reach, he is good at playing high-pitched songs, like listening to fairy music, he can't imagine the musicians in the world, the Guqin in the world can combine to produce such wonderful sounds, and all of these belong to him alone, Private to those two. . .No, she doesn't believe it, she doesn't agree!

"Why did you suddenly think of this?"

There was a gloomy look in Changqin's eyes, "I've had a lot of business in the past six months, and I haven't touched it for a long time. I must be unfamiliar with it, so I won't make a fool of myself. Madam, please let me go."

"No, no, I want to listen! Why don't you play it to me if you can play it to her! I don't agree!"

"What did you say?"

Changqin's handsome eyebrows frowned suddenly, and her gaze became cold.

Xu'er suddenly felt a slip of the tongue, bowed her head in silence, her fingers tightly gripped the corner of her clothes, wrinkling it so badly that she was almost wringing out the juice.

After a moment of silence, Changqin eased the atmosphere and said: "Xu'er, you may be too tired recently, thinking wildly, I will give you a prescription to go back and recuperate, it will be fine after a while. Don't weave any more these days Now, take a good rest, okay?"

She raised her head in disbelief, and saw that he looked concerned and worried. She probably didn't care about what he said just now, and didn't delve into the meaning of it, so she calmed down and said softly: "Thank you, husband."

Walking out of the medicine hall, carefully protect the aconite and kansui hidden in the underwear, which were secretly taken out from the drying yard.If you buy it in other people's pharmacies, you will definitely be found out afterwards.The most dangerous place is the safest place.These have a certain degree of toxicity and will not seriously harm Changqin's body, not to mention that he is a doctor himself and knows how to recover.But when all this is pushed to Tong'er, it will be a good show.

In the evening, she sorted out a utility room and made it a guest room, letting Tong'er sleep alone.After saying good night, he left.The girl sat on the threshold with her knees hugged and pondered for a long time.When everything was silent, the extinguished candle was rekindled.

Another month passed in a flash.

Prince Changqin suffered from insomnia at night and got up just after Yinshi, but heard a slight sound from the direction of the kitchen.Thinking it was a mouse, he picked up the poker and walked slowly over.

The faint morning light spilled into the dark kitchen through the open window, and a white candle was burning on the stove, which had burned to the bottom, leaving behind a puddle of solidified candle tears like butter.Beside the steaming soup bowl, a small figure crouched down and sprinkled salt into it, extremely meticulous, and the butterfly-like eyelashes did not blink at all, and he didn't even notice that he walked in.The hair on the temples was slightly disheveled, and a strand of black hair was hanging down the cheeks, without wind, making the face pale and tired, the tight lips were a little swollen, and the dark shadows under the eye bags were heavy.

His eyes were a little damp and hot, and an unspeakable sourness floated in his heart. She actually stayed up all night for him to replenish her body, just to cook a good soup--

How can the prince Changqin, He De, make you treat each other like this--

She put the spoon back into the salt shaker, then used another spoon to stir the soup evenly, scooped up a spoon and blew a few times, taking a sip.

The smile on the lips is more beautiful than the most gorgeous peach blossom in Sanchun.

He watched her every movement deeply, and when she turned around inadvertently, he found him standing at the door, his pupils glistening with water.

I couldn't help being startled, and with a shake of my hand, I knocked down the bowl.

The crisp sound seemed to break a heart.

She gasped, staring blankly at the mess on the ground, a feeling of being hollowed out and powerless came to her heart, she couldn't hold it up any longer, she knelt down straight forward, tears rolling down.

He hurriedly stepped forward to lift her up into his arms, and straightened the bowl on the ground, the soup had been drained to almost nothing.

"elder brother--"

She whimpered in a low voice, but her voice was hoarse and deep. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, and couldn't help but hug her tightly, "I'm here, it's okay, don't be sad--"

"I—wasn't it useless—I knew—"

She sobbed softly, her former self-confidence disappeared, and her eyes were full of ashes and pain, "I just want to make up for the mistake of burning your kitchen--but it's self-defeating--I'm so stupid--I think I'm self-righteous--I deserve it-- "

"Don't talk nonsense, my Tong'er is the best—"

He was extremely ashamed and painful, he felt his words were weak, the person in his arms was crying and trembling, his little hands and cheeks were cold from exhaustion, but he didn't know how to comfort him at all--

"Thank you--don't comfort me--I know no matter what I do--I can't compare to her--I'm just not reconciled--"

She closed her eyes, she was really desperate, she was indeed expressing too enthusiastically and presumptuously, she knew she shouldn't do it, but she couldn't help it--as expected, she burned herself to ashes in this faint candlelight- -

His heart was bursting with soreness, a sense of suffocation of despair filled his heart, she actually--really liked him--Xu'er's feeling was right--she was already 12 years old, enough to understand what love was-- So stubborn, so stubborn—just like his obsession—

How could he bear it--how could he ruin her life--

"You're fine--no need to compare to her--you've always been the best--"

He gently kissed her forehead hair, he could only regard her as his younger sister, such a distressed younger sister, in his eyes, she was just a child, precocious and cute, but extremely intelligent would hurt, it made people heartache--

I'm sorry--I should have known--I wouldn't be bringing you home--

"You really think-"

She leaned against him weakly, her lips gradually turned white, and she struggled to smile, pointing to the bowl on the ground with trembling fingers, "And--a little bit--can you--taste--even if-- No--try it too--okay--"

He felt cramped in his heart, closed his eyes hard, exhaled lightly and said, okay.

With the spoon in her lips, needless to say the taste of the soup, she knew how good it was from the happy expression at that time, but at the moment the tip of her tongue was filled with the bitter taste of tears, and she couldn't taste anything--

"Isn't it -- it's hard to drink --"

She tried her best to raise her head, and in her blurred vision, she saw his dark eyebrows frowned, and his trembling eyelashes were slightly moist. She didn't understand why he was sad, but she thought it was not good, and her heart was even colder.

"No--very good--really good--"

He put down the bowl, and buried her head and neck tightly in his chest, "My Tong'er will definitely be Jibi Yiya in the future--whoever marries you is his blessing--"

There was a hint of warmth in her heart, feeling his warm lips against her forehead, she couldn't help but slowly stretched out her arms around his waist, and whispered: "Brother--in fact--I--"

Before he could speak, he finally passed out in his arms.