Xiang Zhuyuan's face looked very ugly: "This is a disobedience against the Yin and Yang!"

Xiang Xinci looked at her brother innocently: "No?" She simply felt that the other party was 't telling the truth'.

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't expect that she was so easy to coax. Where did she go when she was unreasonable and unforgiving: "How did he agree to Uncle Wu?"

Xiang Xinci thought about it, indeed?

Xiang Zhuyuan calmed down and tried to reason with her: "Don't accommodate him too much, and don't think that he values ​​you're willing to make friends with you. How do you know that he doesn't think of your young age and wants to convince you first?"

Xiang Xinci suddenly realized: "..." but he didn't care. He said whatever he liked.

"You are the daughter of my Xiang family. If you are far away from the Xiang family, it would be better if no one dares to offend you at the moment of Uncle Wu."

But Xiang Xinci likes to sing opposite him, especially when he is anxious and difficult to get angry: "But what my grandmother is worried about is not unreasonable. I am in the capital... no matter how others look at me... no matter how I look at the Duke of Ling Guo's Mansion, my father will be pointed at by others because of me, which is better..." His tone was misty and pitiful, and his expression was rarely lonely.

"Why do you think so?" Xiang Zhuyuan felt distressed: "Uncle Wu and I don't think you are a burden. Instead, those people are too pedantic. What's more, what's wrong with irrelevant outsiders? What's more, if you leave, you think there will be less rumors and no one in the Rong family wants to give you a warning. When you stay away from the capital, you can only listen. Even if you resist, you have to think about whether you can beat the other party. You can bear such a life. What if you make a mistake, what will happen to me and Uncle Wu?"

Xiang Xinci looked up and looked at him, with a hesitation in his eyes: "Then shouldn't I get engaged to Rongdu?" Will I marry Mingxiluo? You will be even more miserable then, don't cry.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at her uneasy appearance and sat down, sighed: "Brother is not saying Rongdu is not good. Rongdu is inevitable to have to go to sea, but you can stay in Kyoto. The Rong family has some industries in Shengdu. If you stay and take care of it, you will be accused by the housewife. Then your father and I will take care of you."

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?" Xiang Xinci's eyes lit up and he held his elder brother's arm and leaned on him: "Brother is so nice."

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't move: "It's because you think about the problem too simple. Your brain usually turns faster than anyone else when you get angry. When you encounter something you should think about, why does it feel like you're rusted?"

"You're just rusted! Isn't this the one who is close to the vermilion and the one who is close to the ink and the one who is close to the black?"

Xiang Zhuyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her threateningly: "Who is red and who is black?"

Xiang Xinci immediately smiled flatteringly: "You are red and he is black."

Xiang Zhuyuan was still satisfied. He opened his mouth to her, and he really said: "Don't ignore it. You must be mindful at the critical moment."

"I understand..." The soft voice responded dependently, his hands tighter, and he leaned his head against his shoulder, just like this.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at her.

Xiang Xinci leaned into his chest.

Xiang Zhuyuan smiled helplessly, feeling distressed and indulging. Her biological mother was not here, and she didn't understand such things. Her grandmother didn't like her. She didn't even have anyone to tell her about these things: "Don't bear it if you have something--"

"I know, know, say it out loud and do it to make others unhappy."

"Well, repeat it in front of the mirror every day." Xiang Zhuyuan took it for granted.

Xiang Xinci fell speechlessly into his arms: "It sounds like an unreasonable bad boy."

"That's what bullying us is not eye-catching." Xiang Zhuyuan helped her stir the precipitated dew evenly.

Xiang Xinci looked at his sincere appearance and couldn't help but bury his head in his arms and beat him! He talked nonsense all day long!

Xiang Zhuyuan smiled and grabbed her wrist.

Xiang Xinci couldn't beat him and bit him.

Xiang Zhuyuan gasped in and out of air conditioning, every measure.

Shanqi's head was hanging down to his chest, and he would not look at what he shouldn't have seen.

The bells and drums downstairs rang, the first sound, the second sound...

Xiang Xinci got up from Xiang Zhuyuan's arms and turned to look out the window.

Xiang Zhuyuan turned sideways to help her clothes and tidy up her hair back to the original place.

The bells were set, and hundreds of chess games in the square were already full of people standing next to the gambler. More and more people were around the periphery, and people were playing everywhere were playing here. Looking down from the window, they were crowded and dense, gathering here like water.

Xiang Xinci lay in the one-way window, looking at the crowd outside, asking him to help scratch his back.

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't want to pay attention to her, but he felt that she was wronged today and couldn't bear to blame her: "Here?"

"A little below"

"here?"

Xiang Xinci nodded noblely.

Xiang Zhuyuan was used to serving her.

The chess game below has begun after a simple speech.

Xiang Xinci was still lying beside the bed, eating the oranges that his elder brother had peeled and delivered to his mouth, "Why haven't they come back yet?"

"Call me, sister, sister?"

"Your sister's eyes are all over her head, and she doesn't like me, why should she call her sister?"

"That Xiang Xinai is good to you, and I didn't see you calling her sister privately."

"Her mother is not good."

It was futile that Xiang Zhuyuan didn't reason with her: "You always have a reason."

Of course: "Xiang Zhuyuan, who do you think will win?"

"I didn't even watch it. It was just the beginning again. How do you know who would win?" He was not a god, let alone telling her that she didn't understand.

"Do you guess at the face?"

Xiang Zhuyuan joked that she could save all of it: "The method is unique enough." It was full of mockery, and she peeled another piece and put it in her mouth, but she still looked out through the window.

Xiang Xinci didn't mind, and was caught in her mouth, full of sweetness, and her eyes were swept around. However, she saw Mingxiluo in the crowd, and the orange was swallowed calmly. There was no need to look for it specifically. He was too conspicuous and it was difficult to see it.

He has no end. With his current qualifications and status, he no longer needs to use any means to show himself. Moreover, he has a prosperous career and will not compete with others for profit.

Xiang Zhuyuan peeled another orange and put it to her mouth.

Xiang Xinci looked at it and was in a good mood. She didn't bite off half of his finger with one mouth.

Xiang Zhuyuan suddenly looked at her: "If you bite me again, I will eat it myself."

"If you are not careful, why are you angry?" His expression was not painful or itchy.

Xiang Zhuyuan glared at her, picked up the orange peel and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Um--" Xiang Zhuyuan! You are looking for death!

At the same time, in the private room on the third floor, Xiang Xinsu shook the round fan and looked at the hundreds of chess games in the room, her voice was crisp and lively: "Sister Liu thinks who will win?"

Liu Xuefei smiled and said in a gentle tone: "I just started, so I have to wait a little longer."

"Can't you see it now?" Xiang Xinsu was a little disappointed, so that they could get rid of a few chessboards first. In addition to the top scorer, Juxianglou also bet on which chessboard in the middle of the chessboard that has a high winning rate and can be used to avoid consumption. Although they are not short of this amount of money, who is also famous?

Liu Xuefei smiled without saying anything, without being impatient. She could indeed roughly estimate who could enter the top ten, but if these people asked why she could know, it would be embarrassing.

Although the Liu family is among the four major kings, their father is sick and his grandfather is filial. The brothers in the family are not interested in the career, and they are useless. She has been helping her grandfather discuss matters these years. She dare not say anything about the younger generation in the square, but she does know a little about the top ones, and it is good to say one or two.

But she is a woman and is about to be filial and ready to discuss marriage, which makes the Duke's Mansion like her future daughter-in-law proficient in common affairs, but she may not necessarily hope that she is proficient in foreign affairs, so there is no need to cause trouble.

"Sister Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Mengjiao was shocked and quickly begged for mercy: "Sister Xiang is making things difficult for others. If you ask me about the female red needlework, I may know a little. Don't make things difficult for me for this piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Tao Zimei followed Sister Yang in and looked out the window. Although no one deliberately ignored her, no one mentioned her in front of the daughter of Duke's Mansion, the daughter of the Shangshu Ling, and the daughter of the Governor.

So when Tao Zimei saw the familiar figure below, her eyes lit up, and she immediately patted her cousin's shoulder, and she wanted to go out.

Yang Mengjiao was chatting with Sister Liu, nodding in a strange way, asking her to pay attention to safety.

…

Xiang Xinci was angry, with a flash of water in her eyes. She lay by the window and ignored Xiang Zhuyuan. It was so annoying!

Xiang Zhuyuan poked her arm, and he got angry if he couldn't play with it?

Xiang Xinci ignored him.

Xiang Zhuyuan poked her arm again.

Xiang Xinci saw that there was one more person next to Mingxiluo, and the two seemed to be saying something? Xiang Xinci was a little confused? Who? A confidante? She looked unimpressed, but she looked more elegant than his little cousin. She should be very happy. Go for happiness.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked over: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I think they're very good at playing chess."

"But the trick of the eagle."

"oh."

…

Liu Xuefei looked out the window, her eyes fell on the girl who had just gone down, and then followed her to the person beside her, as if...a little impression.

Yang Mengjiao looked over and said, "What are you looking at, sister?"

Liu Xuefei's voice was very low, only Yang Mengjiao could hear it, and signaled her to look down. After all, it was the person brought by Mengjiao, so she would know it.

Yang Mengjiao took a look and knew it. No wonder she wanted to go down: "It was Mingganzhong and the west of the city was flooded, which helped us a lot."

Liu Xuefei suddenly realized, no wonder she felt familiar. Ming Xiluo, the disciple of Marquis Xiang, had no way to study at the beginning, but now he is a figure.

Five or six years ago, she and her grandmother returned from Dafu Temple. When they encountered heavy rain, the rain was too heavy, so they had to hide in the valley first and met Ming's mother who also came in.

At that time, he was in the year of taking the exam and needed guidance from the teacher. When her mother saw that they were of good origin, she begged her to come over. Fortunately, she came to ask the Buddha to bring her son's manuscript. She helped her read a few articles of scriptures, which were signed by Mingxiluo. The font and articles were very insightful. She was a practical work line, which impressed her. So she suggested that her son try to meet Mr. Xiang.
To be continued...