Han Xing didn't have time to say more, so he said: "You and Abao wait in this room first, and come out after calling you!"
Yuzhi's heart was full of waves, but her face was as calm as water, and she answered "yes" softly.
Abao looked at Yuzhi, and nodded obediently: "Brother Hanxing, don't worry, my sister and I won't go out!"
Han Xing smiled, reached out and touched A Bao's head, then turned and left in a hurry.
Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered, hurriedly took a few steps outside, and raised her eyes to look into the courtyard.
At this moment, the snow is already very heavy, and large flakes of snowflakes are flying, densely packed, all over the sky.
In the snowstorm, a group of people came over. The first two were tall and tall, both wearing dark brocade cloaks, walking towards the main room with strides while talking.
Yuzhi didn't even dare to blink to look outside.
The house was brightly lit, illuminating the yard brightly.
Among the first two, the one on the west side was handsome, with light steps, talking to the one on the east side while walking, showing two small canine teeth when he smiled, it was Xu Ling.
The man on the east side of Xu Ling was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was extremely handsome, with a graceful attitude and a slender figure. The cloak spread out with his steps, revealing the dark blue riding suit on his body, which was very heroic.
After hearing Xu Ling's words, he pursed his lips and laughed, showing a little childishness on his face.
Yuzhi stared blankly at Xu Ling striding past with the man, and went to the main room together.
She just felt like a heart was swinging high in the sky like a swing, fluttering and having nowhere to turn, feeling joyful, flustered, and excited
This is Ah Qin, she knows, this is her Ah Qin!
Ah Bao stood on one side, watching Yuzhi all the time.
Yuzhi's face was white and moist, a tear slid down her nose, down her cheek, and soon another tear slid down.
Abao took out his handkerchief and handed it to Yuzhi, and said softly, "Sister, wipe your face!"
Yuzhi flusteredly took the veil, wiped it on her face indiscriminately, and looked at A Bao with a teary smile: "A Bao, am I ugly now?"
Abao looked up at Yuzhi, her peach blossom eyes were dark: "Sister, you are very good-looking, not ugly."
No matter what clothes my sister wears, even without makeup, she is still very beautiful.
Yuzhi took a deep breath and looked down at herself.
Today she is wearing a wool-green cotton-padded jacket, which is warm enough, but very bloated, which has nothing to do with beauty.
The first time I saw Ah Qin, she looked so ugly, really!
When walking past the East Wing, Lin Yurun smelled the delicious smell of chicken soup escaping from the East Wing. His eyes turned and he glanced at the East Wing. He saw that the East Wing was brightly lit, and a little girl in cotton padded clothes stood there.
He didn't see the little girl's face clearly, but the moment he saw the little girl, his heart skipped a beat.
Lin Yurun kept his composure. When he arrived at the main room, he took off his cloak after being waited on by his attendants. He sat down on the top chair and asked inadvertently, "Xu Ling, who is in the east wing?"
Xu Ling was ordering someone to bring hot water, when he heard this, he turned his head and smiled: "My lord, it's my goddaughter Yuzhi, ah, she is the daughter of Mrs. Chen's braised pork family in the west. She has good cooking skills and often cooks delicious food. Send it to me, come and go often!"
"Daughter?" Lin Yurun frowned, feeling like she didn't like to hear these three words, "How old are you? The little girl isn't much younger than you, is she?"
Xu Ling laughed, with deep dimples: "Marshal, I'm just joking, I'm not really serious, but this little girl is really cute, I regard her as a daughter in my heart!"
He had already discovered that the commander-in-chief was really too smart, so he never played tricks in front of the commander-in-chief, he was honest and honest, which made him trust him even more.
Lin Yurun's thoughts turned to the smell of chicken soup just now, and he always felt that it smelled very good and familiar, as if he had smelled it often before, but he couldn't remember where he had smelled it.
Xu Ling watched Lin Yurun wash his hands and face with hot water and fragrant soap, and then hesitantly said: "Marshal, should I send you back now, or let Manager Zhang bring the dinner?"
He knew that Lin Yurun never ate outside food. Even when he went to inspect the border, people from the Marshal's Mansion followed him to prepare the Marshal's food.
This time the commander-in-chief came to him impromptu. In fact, he didn't prepare anything, and he really didn't know how to entertain the distinguished commander-in-chief.
Lin Yurun sat down relaxed., she will be sad
Thinking that she would be sad, Lin Yurun felt a little bored.
He lowered his eyes, picked up the chopsticks and fished out some spinach from the boiling chicken soup, put it in his own plate, dipped it in some sauce, and ate it slowly.
Lin Yurun really doesn't like to eat vegetables.
When he was in the palace, the uncle of the emperor racked his brains to let him eat green vegetables, and finally came up with a way to let the imperial dining room squeeze the vegetables into juice and noodles, or chop the vegetables to make porridge, until the vegetables melted into porridge , forcing him to drink it
Seeing that Lin Yurun used some vegetables, Yuzhi hurriedly said: "There are still some noodles"
Lin Yurun didn't look at Yuzhi.
He lowered his eyelids, his thick eyelashes drooping down: "Let's go!"
Yuzhi agreed, picked up some pre-cut noodles with serving chopsticks, and carefully put them into the boiling pot.
For some reason, Lin Yurun looked forward to it, leaned forward slightly, and looked at the noodles cooked in the pot calmly.
Xu Ling looked at Yuzhi, then at Lin Yurun, then at Yuzhi.
He used to think that Yuzhi and Lin Yurun looked alike, but looking at them now, they were not very similar, but he always felt that there were some similarities, but he couldn't tell.
After eating, Lin Yurun even used two slices of Sydney, two slices of apples and two small oranges.
Yuzhi looked at him eating fruit, and thought: Ah Qin still had a habit when he was a child, always counting in even numbers, even eating fruit
After eating the fruit, Lin Yurun got up and left.
Yuzhi stopped saluting and got up, staring blankly at Lin Yurun's back, keeping his stature in mind. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com