Xiao Qinghuan

In the first year of Chonghua, the dealer had an extra guard who didn't like to talk.

The Zhuang family is a big family business, and Young Master Zhuang is an only seedling. The people around him are the sons of the old house who have been selected from thousands of people and know their roots.

Zhuang Yi doesn't like living in old houses very much, he thinks the old houses have too many rules, so most of them live in other courtyards in Pingjiang on weekdays.When I first brought that person with me, the little maids in the other courtyard really made a fuss secretly for a while.It's a pity that the new guard brother Baibai has a good face, and he doesn't pay much attention to people on weekdays. Occasionally, a bold little maid would shake the handkerchief of the new sleeve to talk to him, but he could only get a cold "excuse me" .

The dealer's little maids are all girls from good families, and they are all thin-skinned. When they found that he really didn't like oil and salt, they gradually stopped.

The winter in the south of the Yangtze River is harder than that in the north. The climate is not cold, but the winter rain is not a vegetarian. The cold rain mixed with ice balls falls, and the moisture goes straight to the bones of the people.

Even Zhuang Yi, who grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, can't wait to lean on the couch all day and refuse to get off, let alone others.

Young Master Zhuang was delicate and afraid of the cold, so in the main house of Pingjiang Bieyuan, the earth dragon was burning all day long, and the non-smoking silver charcoal was wrapped in a gold-threaded stove cover, and two were placed in the inner room and the outer room.The young master disliked the smell of the silver charcoal, so there was a layer of citrus peels on the charcoal stove, and the pulp was thrown directly into the charcoal stove, and it ignited to fill the room with a scent of grass and trees.

The young maid opened the curtain lightly and came in, replacing the slightly cold tea in Zhuang Yi's hand with warm one.

It happened to be raining today, and the outer windows of Zhuang Yi's bedroom were all open for the master to enjoy the scenery. Because Zhuang Yi was afraid of the cold, the inner windows were glued several layers with oiled paper and moon shadow gauze to prevent the heat from escaping from the house.

The young master was leaning on the couch, with a snow-white ankle protruding from the snow fox blanket, dangling on the side of the couch, like a dandy.

The maid who served him was four or five years older than him, and she had been with Zhuang Yi since she was a child, and knew him very well, so she couldn't help but sighed slightly when she saw this.

"The young master is always so greedy for coolness. It's cold today. What if your feet hurt at night?" The big maid tried to persuade him, while she reached out to shake off the balled blanket on his body and covered his feet together. .

"Should I give you an extra hand stove?" the big maid asked softly.

"No." Zhuang Yi put the notebook in his hand beside the pillow and threw it away, then turned his head and lay down by the window to listen to the sound of the rain.

He didn't seem to be in a good mood, with displeasure clearly written on his face.

Zhuang Yi has always been so happy and angry, and the maid is also used to it. She reached out and picked up the scripture book that Zhuang Yi dropped, marked it with dried flower petals, and sandwiched it in the book.

"If I remember correctly, the young master has been reading this book since the morning." The maid looked at the pages and said with a smile, "It's been half a day, and the young master hasn't read a single page."

Zhuang Yi seemed to have been poked into his heart, turned his head angrily, and said angrily: "If my sister is so idle, I will tell my mother to find a good family for my sister and forget it."

He is used to scaring people like this, but the big girl has been with him for these years, so she naturally knows that his temper comes and goes quickly, so she is not afraid.

"My maidservant made a mistake, and made the young master unhappy. Young master, don't get angry." The big servant girl smiled and said, "My maidservant went to the small kitchen to ask you a bowl of sweet milk balls to warm up, okay?"

"I don't want to eat." Zhuang Yi leaned back on the window sill sullenly, hesitated for a long time before asking: "Where are the others?"

Zhuang Yi's vague reference is probably only one person in the whole other courtyard.

"Didn't the young master send him to collect the rent?" The big servant girl looked at the sky and coaxed, "It's already evening, I guess I'll be back soon."

Zhuang Yi's face was still not very good-looking, the maid secretly glanced at his expression, pondered for a while in her heart, and coaxed tentatively: "Did he make the young master unhappy?"

Although she said so, the big girl's heart was already clear.Ever since Jiang Ying was brought back to the other courtyard by Zhuang Yi, the young master had blatantly expressed "care" and took him with him no matter where he went. This was the first time he was ordered to go out.

When Zhuang Yi heard her question, he subconsciously wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he swallowed the sentence back and waved his hand discouragedly: "Sister, you don't need to ask, go out first, I will stay by myself a little while."

He had already said that, and it was not easy for the eldest maid to ask further questions. It was raining and it got dark early, so the eldest maid lit up several candlesticks in the room, and then she left in a low voice.

Zhuang Yi was indeed having an awkward fight with Jiang Ying—or a unilateral quarrel.

In fact, if it really counts, it's not a big deal at all.Two days ago, Zhuang Yi accidentally chatted with Jiang Ying, talked about Jiang Ying's surname, and made a tentative joke. He only said that he had left Jiangfu now, so he had to change his surname, and followed him to Zhuang.

Zhuang Yi admitted that when he asked this sentence, he did have a little bit of possessiveness, but he didn't have to do anything, it was just a joke out of small talk.Who knew that Jiang Ying cared so much about that piece of wood, and argued with him for a long time, "Jiang Xiaohan is his master", so angry that Zhuang Yi left him and left angrily.

Jiang Ying has always kept her temper in her heart, and the master has always said whatever she wants, and when she sees him angry, she doesn't know how to come over and coax him, and will just wait for his orders in silence.

Jiang Xiaohan was right, people are indeed greedy, they want to have something when they don’t have one, and want another when they have one, Zhuang Yi thought discouragedly.

Originally, he just thought that if Jiang Ying was willing to let go and go with him, he already felt satisfied.It's a pity that day by day is relative, and it is inevitable to want a little more.

"I obviously don't want to quarrel." Zhuang Yi muttered, he couldn't sit down because of the troubled thoughts in his heart, touched the tea cup for a while, and picked the tangerines in the crystal dish for a while.

Zhuang Yi peeled three or four oranges distractedly, and threw the peels on the charcoal stove, getting sticky juice in his hand.

Young Master Zhuang seemed to have finally found a place to vent his anger, and threw the peeled orange meat on the ground: "What the hell, it's causing you so much trouble!"

The poor orange became a scapegoat for no reason, and rolled pitifully on the ground twice, covered in dirt, so dusty that it couldn't be seen.

Zhuang Yi wiped his hands with a cloth towel, but he always felt sticky and uncomfortable, so he reluctantly lifted the blanket, ready to go out and wash his hands.

Before he could get on the bed, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out beside him, and a warm, wrung cloth towel covered his hands, the temperature was just right.

"It's cold outside." Jiang Ying lowered his eyes and knelt on the blanket beside his feet: "Young Master, don't go out."

Zhuang Yi didn't hear when he entered the door at all, and was taken aback by him: "You...you walk silently?"

"I walk like this all the time." Jiang Ying said in a low voice, "Young master doesn't have martial arts, so it's normal that you can't hear."

Jiang Ying said, carefully wiping off the juice on his hands bit by bit.His hand that used to hold the sword has also become used to doing this kind of daily chores. Although it is still not as proficient as others, it still does it well.

"I..." Zhuang Yi opened his mouth. He had been thinking wildly all day today, and now that he saw Jiang Ying again, he was convinced, but he didn't know what to say: "You..."

"I heard from your maid that the young master is still angry?" Jiang Ying asked.

"Yes...no." Zhuang Yi subconsciously denied, "Why am I angry?"

Jiang Ying put away the cloth towel, looked up at Zhuang Yi: "So you want to eat oranges?"

"Yes, that's right." Zhuang Yi stiffened his neck: "But this thing is too difficult to peel, so I am angry."

Jiang Ying knew that his words were duplicity, so he didn't let it go. He just reached out and took out an orange from the plate, and lowered his head silently to peel it.

He probably came back in a hurry from outside, his coat was still wet, his hair was covered with a thin layer of ice, and his whole body exuded a cold air.

Looking at him like this, Zhuang Yi felt a little uncomfortable.He has always known that he has a bad temper. He is favored by the dealer at home, and Jiang Xiaohan protects him intentionally or unintentionally in Beijing.

——He was in charge of Jiang Xiaohan asking Jiang Ying to come, obviously because he wanted to treat him well, so why did he turn into tormenting him.

As Zhuang Yi thought about it, the tangerine in Jiang Ying's hand was almost peeled, and the golden orange flesh lay completely in Jiang Ying's palm, like a bulging little lantern.

Jiang Ying put the orange meat in Zhuang Yi's hands. After Zhuang Yi took it, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Jiang Ying held it.

"Master, do you still remember the first time we met?" Jiang Ying asked suddenly.

Zhuang Yi was taken aback, not sure how much he knew, and asked tentatively: "... five years ago, when Jiang Xiaohan's birthday?"

"It was seven years ago." Jiang Ying said, "It was also winter."

Seven years ago, in the vault of the dealer's old house, the delicate young master was utterly confused by the endless traps, catching a living person was like catching a life-saving straw, begging for nothing walk together.

Shadow guards are all heartless and heartless things, that person was dazzled by the young master's noise, and almost became hard-hearted, thinking that he had done him without anyone noticing.Later, because of the lack of an imperial edict, he endured all the way out.

As a result, I endured until today.

"My lord has saved my life. He dragged me out of the fire pit and allowed me to survive until now. I will always remember this kindness." Jiang Ying said in a low voice, "Your lord gave me a family name, so I will be the one for the rest of my life." Young Master's subordinates, no matter what, they will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"I know." Zhuang Yi frowned, unwilling to hear him show his loyalty to Jiang Xiaohan here, and said angrily: "You don't need to say it, I know you are loyal to him."

"But I'm not to the young master." Jiang Ying said to himself: "I've never had anything to 'think' in my life. There is only one thing that I 'think'."

Zhuang Yi's heart moved: "What?"

"I can also go through fire and water for the young master." Jiang Ying looked up at him: "I can overcome obstacles for the young master."

The icicles on Jiang Ying's hair were melted away by the warmth of the room, and the water stains were slowly dripping onto the fabric on his shoulders, blurring layers of lines, as if he was melting.

The sharp magic soldier's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly clenched Zhuang Yi's hand, his eyes solemnly, as if he wanted to send the smooth polished handle to the opponent's hand.

"But I don't want to be the young master's servant."

——END

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