Chapter 294 Xianggong, is there a limit to arrogance?

Quiet:"…"

   Also called the old man...

  You can call it that in private, now you are still in front of the prince and some of his subordinates...

   Xianggong, there should be a limit to arrogance, right?

   But these people are all used to it and their faces haven't changed at all. What's going on?

   Could it be that you call the current emperor an old man, whether in private or in public?

  Su Chengyu happily accepted the letter, while slightly disappointed: "Brother Yi, won't you write me one?"

  Xiao Changyi squinted at him: "Didn't you all come?"

  Su Chengyu immediately said: "You can write when I'm here! When I get back to the Imperial Capital, I can reply to you immediately!"

   Xiao Changyi only gave him one word: "Go away."

   "Oh." Su Chengyu really turned around and left without even taking his head back. His subordinates immediately followed with no expression at all.

Quiet:"…"

   Meng Zhuqing was still there, but Xiao Changyi walked into the courtyard with his quiet shoulders as if he hadn't seen him, and then closed the courtyard door.

   Meng Zhuqing, who was locked outside the courtyard: "…"

  …

   What is lacking most in winter is the warm sun. On the fourth day of December, the weather is good, the north wind has stopped, and there is still the sun.

  The winter sun shines on the body, and the person who shines is warm and extremely comfortable.

  Quiet and Xiao Changyi were sitting in the corridor basking in the sun. There was a small table next to them. On the small table was a plate of melon seeds, a pot of clear tea, and two white porcelain tea cups.

  Quiet and Xiao Changyi nibbled melon seeds, drank tea, and chatted, very comfortable and leisurely.

  Occasionally, An Jing would play a piece of music on a flute for Xiao Changyi to listen to. Xiao Changyi learned it and played it together with An Jing.

   Just after the two finished playing a song together, Shi Xiaolan came to visit.

   It was cold before, and the road was freezing. Because of her pregnancy, Shi Xiaolan was very careful when she traveled. She was afraid of falling down on the road, so she did not dare to come to the quiet door.

As soon as he entered the yard, Shi Xiaolan smiled and said: "You are not like peasants at all, how can peasants live as freely as you, look at you, eating, drinking and blowing. By the way, what did you blow just now? Song, it sounds good."

   Quietly smiled and said, "Shepherd's song."

  Shi Xiaolan shook his head, "I've never heard of it." Immediately, she asked curiously, "Quiet, how come you can play the flute?"

  Quietly said: "Of course it was taught by my husband!" Before her husband went to war, very few people dealt with her husband. In addition, her husband was away for eight years, so everyone didn't know her husband even more.

  So, she used this as an excuse, which is easy to believe.

   Hearing Jing Jing's words, Shi Xiaolan, who was actually unfamiliar with Xiao Changyi, immediately believed and praised: "Brother Xiao is really talented."

  Quiet took a bamboo chair for Shi Xiaolan to sit on, poured a cup of tea for Shi Xiaolan, and asked Shi Xiaolan to knock melon seeds before asking, "Why are you free today?"

"In this big winter, everyone is spending the winter, and my family is not busy. I wanted to come and walk with you before, but isn't it freezing on the ground? I dare not come. Fuzi and my in-laws won't let me come, for fear that I will fall. , hurt the child in the stomach."

  Quiet agrees: "They are right, you are pregnant now, you should pay more attention."

   "Oh," Shi Xiaolan sighed suddenly, "Fortunately, I'm pregnant, otherwise, my in-laws will definitely let Fuzi marry another one."

  Quiet immediately heard something was wrong and asked, "Did something happen?"

   (end of this chapter)