Huo Yixiao raised his eyebrows.

The faint winter sun shone through behind him, slanting his shadow on the bluestone bricks in the hall.

Now, Wen Yan has added.

She was standing in his shadow, and the sunlight did not shine on her.

It was like, she was caught by him.

Huo Yixiao lowered his eyes and looked at Shadow and asked, "Which hand?"

Wen Yan did not answer, smiled and raised his left hand, directly holding Huo Yixiao's right hand.

The white and slender fingers fell on Huo Yixiao's fingers and gently placed them, contrasting them sharply with his hands with distinct joints.

Wen Yan raised his right hand again and leaned into the left cuff.

Only then did Huo Yixiao notice that there was an extra bracelet on Wen Yan's left wrist.

He knew that Wen Yan was looking for her mother's things.

Judging from her previous behavior, she must have found it in the end, but Huo Yixiao didn't see it.

It turned out that it was put on.

He didn't see it because he was covered by his sleeves.

With the light on the back, the bracelet is not good or bad, and the shape is extremely simple and ordinary.

The next moment, Wen Yan's actions surprised Huo Yixiao.

Wen Yan held the bracelet and followed the hands of the two holding them, putting it on Huo Yixiao's right wrist.

"Okay, I'm put on it." Wen Yan blinked and smiled brightly.

Huo Yixiao raised his hand and glanced at the extra bracelet.

Looking up, the jade quality is also very ordinary.

He didn't pick it, looked at Wen Yan and asked, "What does it mean?"

Wen Yan smiled and said, "Your mother-in-law, let me wear it for you."

Huo Yixiao was stunned.

He remembered a saying, "Home-born bracelets."

I often see the storybooks that are passed down to the new daughter-in-law, and are passed down from generation to generation.

Why did it come to him? It was his mother-in-law who gave it to his son-in-law and it happened the other way around?

Thinking of this, Huo Yixiao's eyes couldn't help but sank.

He doesn't have such a bracelet.

He has no mother.

No matter which mother it was, Huo Yixiao had never seen them. They left too early and did not leave anything for him.

This is no wonder.

The wife of the Huo family was not his biological mother, nor did she have the feeling of raising her. Even if she saw things and thought of others, she could not think of them. Moreover, it was not suitable.

Xipin...

If he keeps Xipin's close-up belongings, if someone can see the clues, it will be bloody.

The Empress Dowager gave Wen Yan a lot of things, but the Empress is an elder, and no matter how much she loves them, she is not a "mother".

A thought went back and forth in his heart.

After all, he treated Wen Yan unfairly.

The sunlight passed by Huo Yixiao, making his expression more and more dim.

Wen Yan saw it, and his heart was so thorny that he pretended not to know it, and told Huo Yixiao that when I was young, my mother said that when I had a sweetheart, I would put the bracelet on him."

Huo Yixiao was slightly stunned, and his thoughts were brought out by Wen Yan's words.

"Later, I put the bracelet on one person." Wen Yan said.

Huo Yixiao's breathing stagnated.

He knew that the little fox spoke with hooks.

But when he spoke, his voice was still a little tight: "Who?"

Wen Yan didn't keep it a secret: "To Brother Zhang, who is only three months old, I told my mother that Brother Zhang is my sweetheart."

As soon as his breathing was still a little tight, Huo Yixiao laughed "he" and said.

I almost got taken to the pit by Wen Yan.

The moment ago, Huo Yixiao even thought about whether Wen Yanhui would say "I wore it for you in my dream."

"I was young at that time, but I didn't know anything," Wen Yan said as he stepped forward half a step, next to Huo Yixiao, and stood on tiptoe. "I understand now that I won't wear it wrong, my sweetheart."

With Wen Yan's words, the white breath exhaled, and it was so close.

Huo Yixiao saw the smile in Wen Yan's eyes, which was clear and rich, with a lot of sweetness.

It's like the sesame stuffing in a dumpling, it's so sweet.

In the bottom of my heart, the gloomy and darkness just dispersed.

Yes, he is Wen Yan’s sweetheart.

He also felt a little relieved.

Huo Yixiao reached out and hugged Wen Yan in his arms.

The eunuch was unable to wait for anyone, so he came over and saw the fourth young master standing next to the hall gate, lowering his head, without any other moves.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, the black cat came over and looked at him with round eyes.

It seems that he wants him to be quiet?

The eunuch half guessed and half confused, without saying a word, and retreated.

In the hall, Huo Yixiao let go of Wen Yan.

Wen Yan stopped when she saw it, and did not tease him in the palace.

The eunuch in charge of the warehouse recorded the things they selected one by one: "Fourth young master, madam, that's all?"

Wen Yan was about to nod, but Huo Yixiao turned around and took out a few scrolls of paintings from the bottle behind the eunuch.

"Take these away, too." He said casually.

The eunuch asked tentatively: "Will it be a little too much?"

"Can't there be a few scrolls of paintings installed in the car?" Huo Yixiao asked, "Oh, what you mean is that I have taken too many, and the emperor didn't say a few clearly. If you think there are too many, please ask someone to go to the imperial study room to ask?"

The eunuch smiled awkwardly.

How dare he ask?

Just a few volumes of paintings, would the emperor still bargain with the fourth son?

If he asked, he would definitely be scolded by Eunuch Wu, which seemed to be incompetent.

"You take it, just take it." The eunuch opened the scrolls and registered them one by one, but he didn't bother with the fourth young master. One or two of them were not from the Wen family, nor from the Xia Taifu Mansion, nor from the Pingxi Marquis Mansion. He had all completed the regulations and handed them over to the eunuch, asking them to send their masters out of the palace.

The large items picked out by Wen Yan were not put into the carriage.

Instead, he found a different cart, pulled it by a mule, and sent it back to Yanzi Hutong.

The road was full of bustling streets, attracting many people to come to see.

In order to calm the anger of the Ding'an Marquis Mansion, what good thing was the Wen family brought out of the warehouse?

As a result, they saw a camphor wood box, a book case, and a pot of wood carvings.

The exquisiteness is naturally particularly exquisite. The ivory carvings on the box are complex and beautiful jade embedded. The book case looks a bit old, with a simple shape, half a human-tall wood carving, and the eight immortals are carved, lifelike.

They are all good things. If they are ordinary things, they will be destroyed when they are confiscated, and they will not be moved into the warehouse.

But no matter how good it is, it cannot compare to gold, silver and jade.

They are far from the precious treasures of the royal family in the impression of the people.

Until, the cart passed by outside Shuntian Mansion.

Wen Zifu ran out after hearing the news. When he saw the desk, he was slightly stunned, then his eyes turned red and tears poured out in an instant.
Chapter completed!