Chapter 297 (2/2)

”Ah Jiu.”

Against the light, the boy wore red clothes and black hair, his eyebrows and eyes were flying and rebellious, and a pair of amber eyes flowed.

He whispered to her. When he opened his mouth, he was a little dry, ”you're awake.”

I didn't sleep in the middle of the night after drinking warm wine. It's all the trouble.

He has the face to ask!

”HMM.” she answered, just about to say that she got up and went back to bafangcheng.

Xie Heng spoke first and said, ”breakfast is ready. If you have anything to say after breakfast.”

Warm wine: ”

He knows she has something to say. What else can he say?

She nodded and walked down the corridor with Xie Heng.

After walking through the arch for some time, there was no one else around, only the two of them were parallel at a wide distance.

On this day, the sky was clear and the sun fell on me. It was too warm.

The wind also gently blew down a few Acacia flowers and fell on the withered and yellow leaves. It was quiet and beautiful in the depression.

Wenjiu thought while walking on the fallen leaves: when Zhao Li was the master of the Nanning palace, the waitresses sent the breakfast to the house. I don't know what Xie Heng was doing. He had to go so far with a breakfast.

She lowered her head and looked at the fallen leaves crushed by embroidered shoes. Her eyes shifted slightly. Xie Heng slowed down and kept the same pace with her.

He doesn't speak.

Wen Jiu raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose. It's cool in autumn. Why are you sweating?

The breakfast is in the peony garden. The whole Nanning palace is the place where Zhao Li's father and daughter are most proud. Even the palace can't raise such a wide variety of peonies. It's even more rare in a barren place like Yunzhou.

When Wenjiu stepped into the garden, the Qingyi guards quietly dispersed, leaving only Ye Zhiqiu and Jiang no time to stand beside the autumn peony and talk.

She went straight to the pavilion and sat at the stone table. Xie Heng then came and sat down opposite.

The table was full of delicious food, full of fragrance.

Wenjiu sat for a moment. He didn't know where to start. He turned and shouted to the two people who were talking, ”Xiaoye, Miss Jiang, come and have breakfast together.”

Ye Zhiqiu looked back at his little master and hurriedly said, ”I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to do. I won't accompany you for breakfast. Let's go first.”

Before the sound fell, the man turned and left.

Warm wine: ”

A moment ago, Tongjiang had no time to talk nonsense. As soon as she shouted, there was something urgent?

Why didn't you see that ye Da was also a master of improvisation.

She raised her head and rubbed her eyebrows. ”Miss Jiang...”

Halfway through the conversation, ye Zhiqiu, who had taken a few steps, suddenly turned back and took Jiang wucai and said, ”didn't you just say you were going to send breakfast to the third childe? It's late. Go quickly.”

Miss Jiang didn't even have a chance to say a word, so she was dragged away by Ye Zhiqiu.

Warm wine nodded: ”...”

This is to know that she is not the head of Ye DA in the small Lord. I have learned.

Forget it. I'll eat it myself.

Wen Jiu just wanted to start filling porridge, Xie Heng filled a bowl and put it in front of her, ”eat, be careful.”

The boy spoke of this naturally.

Warm wine holding a bowl, slightly tilted his head and looked at him, whispered, ”Xie Heng, you suddenly do this, I'm a little flustered.”