don't lose don't forget

On the morning of the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, there was a light snowfall. Wu'er just stood by the window and looked at the snow outside. He really wanted to go out, but he knew that he couldn't play anymore this time. If he really wanted to step out of the warm house, he would I can't afford it once I get sick. With such an illness, I don't know how many things will be delayed.As soon as Mr. Xiao entered the door, he found that Wu'er was in a daze looking at the snow falling outside, so he went forward and closed the window, and pulled him back to the toffee chair to lie down.

"Although the house is warm, it's still cold by the window." Wu'er smiled lightly, even through the veil, Young Master Xiao could still see that smile.

Stretching out his right hand and curling his index finger, the flamingo flew from Mr. Xiao's shoulder to Wu'er's hand, and Wu'er rubbed the flamingo's crimson head with his fingertips.

"How is brother?"

Mr. Xiao sat on a chair beside him, and when he thought of Mingyue, his heart warmed up, "Very well, I went to Zheng Country and said I would meet that big fish."

"What? Afraid the fish won't take the bait?" The flamingo jumped onto Wu'er's shoulder and rubbed its furry head against Wu'er's neck a few times to show its affection.

"Check to see if that big fish still remembers that promise." Young Master Xiao was in a daze for a moment watching the interaction between these two little things.

"What promise?" Wu'er was puzzled, seeing Young Master Xiao's serious expression, it should be very important.

"It's about the promise to win the Zheng Kingdom without bloodshed." Young Master Xiao didn't give a shit, and answered truthfully.

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Wu'er is dumbfounded, so it doesn't cost a single soldier?Is this pie in the sky?Is there a toad that big?

Seeing Wu'er's incredible expression, Mr. Xiao just smiled, "Don't worry, it depends on you."

Wu'er will know about this matter sooner or later. Meditation is unstable, so many memories are blocked. After a period of cultivation, he will naturally understand what the promise is and what he wants to do. These things are not urgent. Fish will be suspicious, and the effect will be greatly reduced.

"You play with the flamingo first, and give it a name by the way, and I will rely on it to send messages in the future." Mr. Xiao stood up, and said the most important thing here, "Mingyue wants me to give you a gift. You. I'll go and get ready."

More than an hour later, when Mr. Xiao came in with a stew pot, he found that there was another person in the room, with willow waist and black eyebrows, bright eyes and bright teeth, a beauty embryo.Seeing Young Master Xiao, Hong Zhuang couldn't help admiring in her heart, things flock together, people are divided into groups, and she bowed gracefully, "Young Master."

Even if Hong Zhuang didn't know Mr. Xiao, she could tell that she had an unusual relationship with Wu'er. The flamingo on Wu'er's shoulder proved that someone had been here. According to Wu'er's temperament, he would not be a bird teaser.

Half an hour ago, Hong Zhuang came back from the outside to report about the Tangyuan Restaurant, and the Lantern Festival is only five days away. Wu'er chose that day to open the new shop, and it is bound to make a lot of money.

"Beautiful woman is by my side, good luck. Brother, I'm so envious!" Young Master Xiao joked, shaking his head and sighing in order to let others see his regret and envy.

Hong Zhuang was embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, and she bowed her head a little embarrassed, which made Wu'er appreciate Hong Zhuang even more. She was born in a brothel and made a living by laughing, so she had a rare innocence.

"Brother Xiao has a beautiful country, a bright moon with white jade and no flaws, it is really unsatisfactory." The voice is still cold, but the words are pleasant to the ear. Looking at the stew pot on the table, it is not difficult to think of Mr. Xiao. where is it. "You did it?"

"Uh-huh, Uncle Liu isn't here." Washing his hands and making soup is not his style, he is used to living a pampered life, this kind of clever work is almost impossible for him.

Wu'er's green fingers pinched the lid and opened it, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out, "Medicine?"

"That's right, stewed black-bone chicken with angelica." Mr. Xiao spooned the soup into the small porcelain bowl next to him, the aroma was overflowing, and the golden soup made his index finger move.

Wu'er is good at medicine. Stewed black-bone chicken with angelica, promotes qi and nourishes blood, and eats mostly for women. For him, this cold day is very suitable, but Mingyue doesn't use so many medicines, so he prefers this angelica, with good intentions.

Wu'er blew it, and took a sip when it was colder. The soup was fresh and salty, and the heat was well controlled. I didn't expect that this noble man would be troubled by soup.

Young Master Xiao looked at Wu'er's chuckle with satisfaction, and gently stirred the soup in the bowl with the spoon, Wu'er understood this intention.

"It's a little warmer in the snow, and the things are light and the affection is heavy..." He drank the last few sips in one breath, licking his mouth, "Danggui, Danggui, I hope you Danggui."

"It's good to understand Mingyue's thoughts. No matter what the future holds, remember to go home." In Xiao Gongzi's view, the world is bound to be unified, and he is ready to sacrifice everything, but he has no intention of sacrificing the twins. He has no ambitions, but Lu Jun has the ambition to dominate Kuang Qi, Jun Feng's dying wish, he will fulfill, absolutely protect the twins, and they also agreed to travel the world together and visit all the prosperity.