Chapter 198

Snow was still falling outside the window, covering the rockery in the courtyard of the palace. The whole palace was covered with silver. The wind opened the window of the study, and the snowflakes came in freely, straight to Lou Han's face, who was sitting at the low table opposite the window. One of a group of snowflakes, falling leisurely on the book in front of Lou Han, gradually melted into a small piece of water, wet the corner of the book. Lou Han dropped his eyes, wiped it gently with his sleeve, continued to read the book, and was indifferent to the wide open window flying into the snowflake.

Yingzi came in with lunch. As soon as she came in, she couldn't help shivering and said, "madam, why is it so cold in the room? Is the fire out? " She put her lunch on the table beside her and went into the stove. She saw that the stove was burning fast. She scratched her head strangely and walked into the inner room of the study. She saw that all the windows in the inner room of the study were open and the snow was falling all over the floor. Surprised, yingzi quickly closed the window and took a deep breath: "madam, why don't you ask the maid to come in and close the window when it's open? It's too cold I'll bring you the stove here. "

Lou Han raised his eyes and chuckled: "it's OK. I wear a lot of clothes and it's not very cold." Today, she has no makeup. Her cheeks are white and clean, her facial features are three-dimensional, her big peach blossom eyes are clear and lovely, and her smile is very exciting. Yingzi had no choice but to bring in the rice on the outside table, a bowl of rice and rich dishes, as well as tonic ginseng soup. She put the chopsticks on the low table in front of Lou Han. Lou Han collected all the books on the desk and sat down at the low table eating seriously.

"Heida, will they come in the evening? Today's new year's Eve is the time for family reunion." Lou Han hangs his eyes to eat. Heida's school and yingzi's handicraft workshop should be in a state of rest these days. These two guys don't know where they have gone and can't find anyone.

Yingzi said with a smile: "they came back last night, and now they are still sleeping in the house. At night, I ask the cook to do something good." She stood by and watched her wife eat. She was very pleased. She didn't like to eat such delicious food before, although these things are very good for her health. Every time you eat these things, you have to let the Lord coax you for a long time. You have to put forward all kinds of demands. You can only eat one or two mouthfuls when you are forced to do nothing. Now, no matter what soup the cook makes, Lou Han will eat it all if he doesn't like it any more.

Lou Han felt yingzi smiling and looking at his sight. He felt his scalp numb. He shook his body and coughed softly: "yingzi, if you look at me like this again, I may not be able to finish my meal today." That kind of vision is like, a wolf forced sheep to eat meat to succeed in general, gratified and excited Lou Han said that if she looked at it like this again, she would be able to pull out all the things she had eaten in recent days from her stomach, so that yingzi could see enough at one time

Yingzi grinned and blushed, and said, "I'm very happy to see that my wife is eating so well."

"Did you eat it?" Lou Han looked up at her. His mouth was full of food. He puffed up his two big cheeks, which made yingzi smile. She shook her head and said, "I haven't had a maid yet."

"Then you go to dinner quickly. You don't have to stay here." Lou Han looks at yingzi with a smile. Yingzi nods, then turns to leave the study and closes the door gently.

Lou Han is satisfied with his meal. He puts his chopsticks on one side of the table, picks up the book he just put away, and continues to read it. It has been more than ten days since Si Ziyi went to the military camp, but there is no news. He stays in the palace all day, and he doesn't know what to do. He can only learn a lot of Chinese characters bit by bit, otherwise his children will ask her mother some knowledge in the future The problem is that her mother doesn't know anything about it. When Si Ziyi comes back, she can show off to him. Look how serious I am when you are away. I read and study every day. Thinking that Si Ziyi would look at himself with an incredible look on his face, Lou Han couldn't help but raise his mouth. That guy would surely praise himself.

Lou Han laid a piece of rice paper and sat on the chair to grind the ink. Now she can write some simple words. She really wants to write a letter to Si Ziyi, asking him about his recent situation and whether the wound is better.

She picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, daubed it on the rice paper in an awkward posture, and wrote it in simplified Chinese. She shook her head helplessly, but the simplified Chinese looked comfortable Do you have Pinyin? I really can't write. Can I use pinyin instead Lou Han shakes his head. Ah, insist on it. Write a letter to Si Ziyi. He is worried about himself.

Lou Han writes in an awkward style. She is not used to writing vertically. She is only used to writing horizontally. I don't know if Si Ziyi can understand it

The door was opened and the flying shadow came in with the snow. Lou Han can feel the chill on her all the way

"Would you like to sit by the stove?" Lou Han looks at her shaking the snow on her head, but laughs.

Feiying Leng Leng, and stood at the door shaking the snow on the robe, re-enter the door and slowly close it. She went to Lou Han, took out a letter, light way: "this is the prince flying pigeon to send a book, said to you."

Lou Han was stunned. His face turned red and his heart beat faster She looked at the flying shadow standing opposite. She was a little happy at the bottom of her heart. She took the letter and began to laugh. "That guy has time to write to me. I thought he would forget me." Lou Han lowers her head to open the envelope. The cover is cold. She is weather beaten. She opens the envelope and takes out the letter paper inside.Si Ziyi's handwriting is sonorous, powerful and neat. Every stroke has enough strength. Looking at his handwriting, Lou Han can't help touching it with his hand. It has concave convex texture and sweet ink smell. "It's beautiful." Lou Han can't help but want to praise.

Flying shadow light smile: "Wang Ye said what?"

Lou Han looks down at the contents of the envelope. There are three pages full of Si Ziyi's advice to Lou Han. He said that he could not rest assured that she would stay in the palace alone. In case she forced the cook to give her a lot of meat and fish, he also told him to exercise more and sit less at home. Lou Han looked at her and felt tears in his eyes. This guy, how come he didn't see him so gentle at ordinary times Maybe when he is gentle, he shows it with action.

Feiying stood quietly, watching his wife read the letter, and occasionally looked through the books to check the new words. Feiying gently raised the corner of his mouth and wanted to laugh. Maybe the Lord could not help but want to hold her.

After louhan saw it seriously, he blushed and said, "this guy I have such an impression in his heart What else do you say? When you sleep, cover the quilt well and don't kick around. You really treat yourself as a child. Who is sleeping and kicking around! Asshole!

"What did the LORD say?" Feiying said with a smile

Lou Han blushed and turned red, and said: "he said that his wound slowly began to scab, and the toxicity has been reduced, but his arm can't move, and it will crack again with a little movement, so he has been commanding the army with one arm. He also said that although it is very difficult to fight in the snow, there are many of them, and they can barely control the army." Lou Han turns her eyes and smiles. She's more relieved. She's always afraid that Si Ziyi will get hurt again. She's worried every day and every night. She will wake up in her dreams at night. Now it's OK, as long as he's OK.

"It seems that he has been fighting well." Lou Han lowered his head and laughed, relieved. Eyes can not help but some sour, do not know why, always feel very want to want, all of a sudden rushed to his side, even if it is nothing to do, just accompany him.

Feiying chuckles, walks to his wife, squats down, gently wipes the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispers: "it's OK, madam. The Lord is fine now. You don't have to worry about him." Feiying's voice was warm and comfortable, which Lou Han had never felt before.