: Feeling warm in my heart

Except for Mrs. Han who did not attend, everyone from the Han family was present.

Xiao Zhen didn't like this kind of socializing in the big house. Whether it was toasting or talking, he was polite and had three or four meanings in his words. It gave her a headache. Everyone in the Han family seemed to be kind and kind, but their thoughts were actually unpredictable.

.Compared with these elders, young men such as Han Mingzu are much cuter. At least they express their dislike and dislike for young Han directly through actions.

After taking some time, Xiao Zhen walked out. He jumped on the roof as a habit and sat watching the moon.

"What kind of masks are you going to make and sell on market day this year?" A thin voice came from under the roof.

"What kind of tricks can there be? It's basically the same as in previous years."

"It's great for you. With some monthly silver every month, you can also make some money from your own crafts. I have nothing to buy or sell except this monthly silver. I really want to have an art like you."

Xiao Zhen changed his position and looked around, and saw two girls of sixteen or seventeen years old sitting on the threshold talking. One of the girls had a white mask in her hand with something painted on it. Suddenly, Chen Yefeng

As the wind blew by, the girl with the mask rubbed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she cried out: "This wind is really annoying, it's dripping paint." After saying that, she threw the mask aside and took another one from behind.

Start painting a new background white mask.

"Where are the people? Where have they gone?" A nanny's voice sounded from the other end. Upon hearing this, the two little girls quickly got up and ran towards the voice.

Xiao Zhen jumped down and picked up the discarded mask. He saw that half of the mask was painted, half of a lifelike grimace. As for the other half, some bright red paint was dripped on it, just like dots on half of the face.

It looks like a mole, and it looks quite happy.

"The craftsmanship is really good. Since you don't want it anymore, just give it to me." Xiao Zhen looked left and right and felt that he liked it quite a bit, so he put it in his arms.

When Han Ziran came back, it was already late at night, and he smelled of alcohol after drinking.

"Young master, can you drink?" Xiao Zhen looked curiously at the drunken appearance of the half-year-old boy in front of him. He sat obediently on the bed, less cold and aloof than usual, and more harmless and amiable.

"Of course I can drink." Han Ziran said with a look on his face, "Don't look down on me."

"How much did the young master drink?"

"Not much, just one or two pots." He said with a cold snort: "That's why I know how to drink."

Seeing this made Xiao Zhen want to laugh. He looked slightly drunk, but he was actually drunk: "Does the wine taste good?"

"It tastes good, I want to drink more."

Xiao Zhen couldn't help laughing. It was rare to see such a childish side of Han Ziran. After serving him, he lay down and said: "Young man, go get water for the young master to wash his face."

Just when Xiao Zhen finished speaking, the door was opened, and Huan'er walked in holding a basin of water. When she saw Xiao Zhen, she put on a smile: "Sister Xiao Zhen, let me help the young master sleep here."

"Are you coming? No need, didn't Mommy say that? I will take care of the young master from now on." Xiao Zhen was going to take the wooden basin, but Huan'er didn't want Huan'er to avoid her: "Sister, I'm tired of taking care of the young master.

, let me do it."

"It's really not necessary."

"Sister Xiao Zhen, don't forget, my wife specially arranged to take care of the young master." Huan'er's pretty face sank.

Xiao Zhen nodded and looked at her with a half-smile: "That's true. But if I hand the young master over to you tonight, I'm worried that the young master's innocence will not be guaranteed."

"You, what are you talking about?" Huan'er blushed.

"Anyway, you will definitely wake up in the young master's bed tomorrow morning, right?"

"Nonsense, it's nothing. Sister Xiao Zhen, I respect you more than me, but you actually slandered my reputation like this. You, you are really vicious."

"Regardless of whether my thoughts are evil or not, what is your purpose of coming to serve the young master tonight when he is drunk? Do you want me to call grandma here?"

When Huan'er heard that Xiao Zhen was going to call her grandma, her expression changed, she stamped her feet, put down the basin and left bitterly.

Xiao Zhen shook his head, picked up the wooden basin and turned around to wipe Han Ziran's face, but saw the young man suddenly sitting up and looking at her with his eyes wide open. His cold and deep black eyes were not as drunk as before.

"Young Master is pretending to be drunk?" Xiao Zhen was surprised.

"When I came in just now, I saw Huan'er sneaking outside. I wanted to see how you would deal with it?"

Xiao Zhen couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you satisfied with the result?"

"Not bad. It can be used in critical moments." Han Ziran stood up and took the sweat towel handed over by Xiao Zhen to wipe his face.

After hanging up the sweat towel, Xiao Zhen untied Han Ziran's belt, let him lie down comfortably, and asked with a smile: "Do you really not intend to take Huan'er in?"

"I never joke."

Xiao Zhen was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant when he said he never joked.

"It seems that I treat you too well, and you usually don't take my words to heart." Young Han looked slightly dissatisfied.

"Which sentence is the young master referring to?"

Han Ziran ignored her and went to bed and lay down.

Xiao Zhen thought about it but couldn't think of what Young Man Han had said that was related to the topic just now. He walked to the bedside and said: "If you don't take away Huan'er's heart, why don't you send her back to Wuyue? This will save you some troubles in the future."

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"If she returns to Wuyue and talks nonsense to you at my mother and grandmother's house, I may not be able to protect you." Han Ziran finished speaking coldly and turned his back to her.

Han Ziran was actually worried about her? Xiao Zhen was a little surprised and heart-warmed. She had only been with him for a few months, but he was so considerate of her, and she felt quite happy. Thinking about it, I felt so. This joy

On the surface, she looks lively and harmless, but she also has many evil intentions. If Wu Yue really said something to her in front of his wife and the old lady, she would be helpless.

"Thank you for your concern, young master." I changed my clothes, blew out the candle, and went to sleep.

When the first snow fell, Xiao Zhen had been hunting in Emperor Mountain for more than twenty days.

Situ's map was also half drawn.

When a flock of flying birds suddenly appeared at the east corner of Emperor Mountain, Situ, who was roasting pheasants on the mountainside, sighed and said, "Is this Ninth Prince addicted to hunting? He comes here to hunt from time to time. It's really cool."

What if I am playing here?"

"It seems that the Ninth Prince is really interested in hunting. I heard that the other princes are very good at martial arts. Why is it that the Ninth Prince is already fourteen or fifteen years old and can't even hunt?" Xiao Zhen looked at the flying ones over there.

Bird, I think the Ninth Prince didn't hit it again.

"It's not that the imperial concubine is doting on him. When the ninth prince was four years old, the emperor specially asked the ninth prince to become his teacher. However, he accidentally fell and broke his skin while practicing martial arts. The imperial concubine refused to let the ninth prince practice martial arts anymore.

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That’s it, Xiao Zhen nodded.
Chapter completed!