Seventh Pagoda

The day when Yuchi Qiuyun met Yan Yunmiao for the first time, it was the annual court horse race, with flags flying and crowds buzzing.

Yan Yunmiao's purple horse has a handsome figure and shiny hair. It is a horse that is hard to find at a glance.But where did he set his sights on the horse, he immediately set his sights on the gallant man in riding attire standing beside the horse.

From the day he was born, among the friends he Yuchi Qiuyun wanted to make, there was no one who needed to be bothered by himself, and which one didn't take the initiative to join him in a small way. It was rare that there was a person who was willing to bother.

After careful planning, Yuchi Qiuyun decided to find someone to ask for a horse first.Asking for someone's purple horse, and then giving away the bloody BMW from your own mansion, if you come and go, don't you become friends with someone?

Yuchi Qiuyun has completely inherited Yuchifeng's bold and unrestrained single-line in his mind, and he can't help admiring his clever plan.Just do what you said, ran up to the person, and stretched out your big hand: "Give me your horse!"

It was the first time for Yan Yunmiao to encounter someone openly asking for a horse at a palace horse race!The good-looking long eyebrow raised, turned sideways, and ignored it.Yuchi Qiuyun was fascinated by Yan Yunmiao's raised eyebrows, why is this person so good-looking...

Seeing people ignoring him, Yuchi Qiuyun didn't feel annoyed, he smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the horse's bridle, Yan Yunmiao's eyes widened, my god grandpa, I really learned a lot!If the horse fails, is this a hand-robbed horse!

Yan Yunmiao knocked Yuchi Qiuyun to the ground without saying a word.Yuchi Qiuyun was unprepared in the first place, but this throw him annoyed.he!The young master of General Yuchi's mansion!How long have you been humiliated like this!

Ma Liuer turned over from the ground, Yuchi Qiuyun became angry, and since he could walk, he has followed his father to fight in all directions. Dealing with a noble son in Beijing is not a piece of cake, grabbing someone by the waist and throwing him out .

If time could be reversed, Yuchi Qiuyun would rather lie flat and be beaten to death by Yan Yunmiao stepping on the ground, and would never throw someone out on Jing Xi's body so as not to die!

This movement caused panic among the female relatives in the stands. After a while, Yan Xiang and Yan Yinze seemed to be swept by the wind, and quickly surrounded Yan Yunmiao, protecting them, and looked up and down.

In the end, he pointed at Yuchi Qiuyun's nose and cursed, why did Yuchi's martial family even bully the daughter of the boudoir, why did Yuchi's family's family style become so corrupted, the old general must be so angry...

Yan Hengxiu, Duke of Jingguo, is a man of first-class knowledge, loyal and upright, and has a lot of peaches and plums in the world. Half of the talents in the court are from Yan Hengxiu's sect. Even the Dongge University scholar who dares to point Jing Fulin's nose and curse at others on weekdays Huang Wenxi, when he saw Yan Hengxiu, he would call him "teacher" respectfully.

A mere General Yuchi's Mansion?How dare you say a word if you scold you?

It was only then that Yuchi Qiuyun realized that the person he threw out was Yan Yunmiao, the long-established Miss Yan San in Beijing.Yuchi was so angry that he couldn't even speak, he slapped Yuchi Qiuyun on the back of his forehead, pressed his head and went to apologize to Yan Yunmiao.

Yan Yunmiao stood with his hands behind his back, with no dust in his eyes, he just nodded slightly: "It's Yan's skill that is inferior to others, no wonder Mr. Yuchi is on his head." Yuchi Qiuyun looked at him again and again, really, the more he looked more beautiful...

If it is the third son of Yan, Yuchi Qiuyun is going to send out the bloody BMW.Since she is Miss Yan San, Yuchi Qiuyun decided to send herself out...

With a blushing face, he begged his father to go to the Yasukuni mansion to get married. Yu Chifeng couldn't get rid of his embarrassment, he couldn't bear to embarrass this person, and refused to go. Yuchi Qiuyun grabbed the corner of his clothes and said shyly: "But...but ...I've touched it...don't be responsible..."

Yu Chifeng took a sip of tea and slapped the table: "Say it again, what did you do to the eldest daughter?"

Yuchi Qiuyun blushed: "Then I was fighting with someone... I didn't know it was a girl... Then I grabbed my waist and threw it out... my waist... so soft..." Yuchi Qiuyun seemed to recall All kinds of things moving forward, with a thick red cloud on his face.

Yu Chifeng covered his old face, as if resigned to his fate, prepared generous gifts, led his son to the door to ask for marriage.

In terms of identity and appearance, the third lady of the Yasukuni government's mansion and the young master of the Zhongyong general's mansion are no better match in the world. Anyone who looks at them is a match made in heaven.

It's a pity that Yan Yunmiao stood in the hall and said loudly: "Since the day of the court horse race, Yan San's heart has been tied to Prince Xi alone. I hope that Mr. Yuchi will take care of himself."

Yu Chifeng was so ashamed that he took his son who had become the laughing stock of the court back to the mansion, and comforted him while drinking tea.

"That's right. The Yan family is well-educated, smart, and so handsome. They are not worthy of people like us who wield knives and guns. It's a good thing, a good thing."

Yuchi Qiuyun remained silent, lowered his head, not knowing what was on his mind.

Since then, Yuchi Qiuyun has been running to the Yasukuni mansion every three days, giving the best peony flowers today, the best rouge powder tomorrow, and the best panlong nest the next day. Tea……

I can't wait to uproot the General's Mansion and install it opposite the Jingguo Mansion.

Yu Chifeng beat him, scolded him, tied him with rope, hung him from the beam, but as long as his legs were still there, he still wanted to run outside, so he simply turned a blind eye. Now, let Yuchi Qiuyun mess around.

Yan Yunmiao was annoyed by the provocation, and issued a heavy order that no one was allowed to enter the house. Yuchi Qiuyun couldn't walk through the main entrance, so he began to climb over the wall...

In the past, in the army, he had never done anything before, lurking and concealing was the basic skill. Yuchi Qiuyun wanted to hide, but no one in Manjinguo's mansion could find him.

He still ran to the Jingguo mansion every day, and went to Yan Yunmiao every day.If you show your face to make people angry, you will simply pick off the roof, the corner, the window sill, and the feet of the cabinet...

Secretly watching Yan Yunmiao write, draw, play the piano, play chess, dance swords, eat tea... While watching obsessively, he muttered in his heart, "It's so beautiful, my Yan'er is so beautiful, what is my Yan'er really doing?" They all look good...

But no matter how you pick it up, Yuchi Qiuyun will definitely not stay overnight at the Yasukuni Mansion. Before the sweetheart has passed the door, the rules still have to be followed, even if no one is watching from the beam of the picketing room, no, no, no, absolutely no.

But I never thought that I would be lurking in other people's homes and peeping at people every day, and the word "rule" has long been fed to the dog by him, okay...

Only once, Yuchi Qiuyun rushed overnight to Luoxia Mountain Villa outside the city to pick the Utan bowl flowers with morning dew before sunrise.

Yuchi Qiuyun made an ice box out of snow-capped ridges that hadn't melted for thousands of years, filled it with freshly picked Utan bowl flowers, hurried back to the city, and placed it on Yan Yunmiao's desk, the room was elegant and fragrant.

He leaned on the beam of the house, watching Yan Yunmiao holding the flower box in surprise after waking up in the morning, and felt that the sleepiness that hadn't slept all night was dispelled by Yan'er's sweet smile.With peace of mind, I fell asleep just like that...

When he opened his eyes again, it was the mid-moon, Yuchi Qiuyun turned pale with fright, turned over and was about to get up and slip out of the mansion, but there was movement in Yan Yunmiao's room.

He first heard the sound of constantly turning over on the couch, and then Yan Yunmiao murmured indistinctly, one after another, as if saying "hungry"... Yan Yunmiao tossed and turned, muttering non-stop: "Hungry... I'm so hungry... I'm starving to death... I really want to eat... meat..."

Yuchi Qiuyun suspected that he had misheard, so he listened carefully twice, and he was sure that Yan Yunmiao was crying for hunger, what's going on?Can the majestic Yasukuni Mansion not have enough for Yan Yunmiao?

Suspicions abounded in Yuchi Qiuyun's mind, so he subconsciously went to look at Yan Yunmiao, and what he saw was a snow-white arm, sticking out the corner of the quilt, which was exposed outside, and the moonlight shone so brightly that Yuchi Qiuyun almost fell off the beam , Feeling that the heartbeat was about to wake Yan Yunmiao up, Yuchi Qiuyun stumbled and covered his face and prepared to slip away quickly.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yunmiao's movements were faster than him. After talking about being hungry for half a night, Yan Yunmiao turned over and got up, put on a coat loosely, and tiptoed out.

To follow or not to follow?Yuchi Qiuyun's conscience was struggling hard... Struggling and struggling... Struggling and struggling... Before he could find the result of his inner struggle, his body had already followed up honestly...

Yan Yunmiao sneaked into her father's small kitchen like a thief.This small kitchen was specially prepared for Yasukuni's mother, who was getting old and her teeth were not as good as before. Yan Hengxiu specially set up a small kitchen and hired another cook to take good care of her food.

Usually few people come, but now the cook and Muma have rested, making it even more quiet.

Yan Yunmiao didn't dare to light candles, and rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the dark. After a long time of messing around, they turned out to be all soft rice noodles, rice cakes, cheese panna cotta and the like...

But if you go to the big kitchen outside, there are so many people and hands, it is really troublesome... Yan Yunmiao is so hungry that she feels like she can eat a cow now!

Yan Yunmiao was gnawed by the hunger, and became inexplicably agitated. She was so angry that she was about to throw something. As soon as she lifted it up, a candle was lit at the door.Yan Yunmiao was so frightened that she almost jumped up, and was in a hurry to find a place to hide.

Yan Hengxiu came in, looked around, saw no one, and sighed: "Yun'er, come out." Yan Yunmiao came out from under the stove as soon as he heard it was his father: "Father, I was so scared to death! Why are you still not resting so late?"

Under the candlelight, Yan Yunmiao was weak and thin, causing Yan Hengxiu's heart to throb. He opened the food box in his hand, and it was a roasted pigeon that was full of fragrance!

Yan Yunmiao was so greedy that her saliva was about to drip to the ground!With green eyes shining, he reached out to pick it up and opened his mouth wide to chew.Yan Hengxiu smiled: "Eat slowly, don't choke..."

Yan Yunmiao suddenly stopped her movements, reluctantly put the roasted pigeon back, wiped her hands clean, and said with a smile on her face, "Father, I'm not hungry all of a sudden, let's stop eating."

Yan Hengxiu was in a hurry: "Father didn't dare to prepare roast chicken, roast leg of lamb, stewed elbow, it's just a squab, it's so small, it doesn't matter if you eat a little!" Circle: "Such a small, small, small."

Yan Yunmiao was amused by his father, and shook his head: "I have been here for so many years, and today I can still get by..."

Worried about making his father sad, he smiled and held his father's arm to push him out: "Father, it's so late, you should go back and rest quickly, Yun'er is not hungry at all now, really!"

Yan Hengxiu couldn't hold back the pain in his heart, and raised his hand to caress Yan Yunmiao's head: "I'm sorry for you..."

Yan Yunmiao curled her lips, and said in a low voice: "What kind of hardship is this? I'm afraid Dad has forgotten Prime Minister Yin. Such a family who burns oil like that will destroy the family as soon as they say it. Yun'er is like this, what is it..."

Yan Hengxiu was still frowning, Yan Yunmiao had no choice but to make a big move, wrapping his arms around his father's neck, resting his head in his father's neck, and acted softly.

"Then father will love Yun'er more in the future, don't bully Yun'er, love Yun'er the most... Yun'er is so sleepy now, please accompany Yun'er back to the room."

When a ten-year-old child acts coquettishly, a father can't stop it. Yan Hengxiu complained, "I'm too old to act coquettishly, and I'm not ashamed", while pampering and pampering me uncontrollably.

How could Yan Hengxiu not love Yan Yunmiao, he wanted to hurt him so much, he was his most pitiful and lovable young son.

Everyone in the world praises Mr. Yasukuni for his good fortune. The three daughters are more outstanding than the other. Who would have thought that this gorgeous "Miss Yan San" in Beijing is actually the real Mr. Yan San.