On the tree in Yan Yuxuan's courtyard, a line of sight looked through the branches at the master and servant who were chatting and laughing by the window.
After inspecting the yard, Hong Jiu suddenly sensed someone in the yard before entering the door. He glanced around and found nothing unusual before entering the house.
After watching the snow for a while, Lin Jinyan closed the window at Yutong's urging. After a long time, the light in the room was blown out.
A black shadow peeled off from the tree and left the yard quietly.
Chuchen pawnshop.
Feng Xiaoran crossed her legs and dangled on the table. Through the screen in front of the table, she listened to Le Ji playing the pipa. She drank wine and threw the peanuts on the plate high, and then caught the chewed peanuts with her mouth. Shaking his head.
When the man in black robe jumped out of the window, he saw Feng Xiaoran looking like a dandy second generation ancestor.
Although Feng Xiaoran was enjoying it carelessly, she was still aware of the silent sound of the ground falling behind her. After chewing peanuts, a serious smile appeared in her eyes, and she waited patiently for the person behind her to approach.
When the person was only three steps away from her, Feng Xiaoran stepped lightly on the table, turned around in the air, and took it straight to the person's throat.
The visitor turned his head to avoid, grabbed Feng Xiaoran's arm, and said softly:
"I."
Feng Xiaoran saw the person clearly and was about to speak out in surprise, but the person covered her mouth and glanced outside the screen.
Feng Xiaoran nodded, slapped the person's hand away, raised her hand to high-five three times, the sound of the pipa suddenly stopped, Le Ji saluted at the screen, and Shi Shiran stepped out, obviously familiar with the rules.
Fan Tonggui entered the room and closed the door: "Young Master, why is it so early today..."
As he was talking, he walked into the screen, saw the person coming, and said in surprise:
"Eh? When did you come?"
Feng Xiaoran: "He just arrived. Go get one of my robes and warm a pot of wine."
Fan Tonggui responded and left the room. Feng Xiaoran sat down at the table and looked around at the people coming up and down, smiling so hard that he deserved to be beaten:
"Junior brother climbed out of the window in the middle of the night. Do you miss him?"
The visitor took off his hood, cloak and robe, revealing An Zhixian's noble face:
"If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have known you enjoyed it so much."
Feng Xiaoran shrugged indifferently: "You are not allowed to go there, and I am not allowed to show up in the pawn shop. I can only listen to music in the backyard to pass the time."
Fan Tonggui brought the wine and food, brought the robe, and asked An Zhixian if he had something to do when he came in the middle of the night.
An Zhixian just said that he was worried about Feng Xiaoran and came over to take a look.
After Fan Tonggui left, he saw An Zhixian changing clothes and Feng Xiaoran leaning on the back of the chair with her hands folded across her chest:
"With your pace, it only takes less than half an hour to reach me from Evernight Marquis. Even if the snow is heavy and you walk to enjoy the snow, it won't be enough to wet your cloak and robe. The cold wind blows so hard in the middle of the night. Who needs you to keep an eye on yourself? But if you are a strong martial artist? Anyway, senior brother, I have nothing to do, why don't you ask for help from senior brother?"
An Zhixian put on his clothes, sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all.
When Feng Xiaoran saw this, she sat up straight, her face no longer showing any hint of laughter, and she became more solemn:
"Did you really drink? What happened? Were you discovered?"
An Zhixian felt the heat in his throat, and the chill in his body dissipated a lot:
"Nothing happened, I just wanted to drink."
Feng Xiaoran stared at An Zhixian suspiciously, and asked several times, but got a reply that nothing happened. She just thought it was because the New Year was approaching, so she didn't ask any more questions.
An Zhixian: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Are you really not going back to accompany Uncle Feng?"
Feng Xiaoran: "I sent a message back saying that I wanted to accompany you, and my father agreed."
(End of chapter)
