Chapter 67

At dusk, it may be a touch of clouds, entrusted by the night, hanging in the western sky, not only because of its colorful clouds, but also its determination to destroy itself to explain the true meaning of the night. A new moon rose quietly, and around it, there were a few stars shining faintly.

"The river and the sky are the same without dust, and the solitary moon wheel in the sky is bright.

The moonlight is half deeper, the Big Dipper is dry, and the South dipper is inclined. "

Shen Anyan looked outside and wrote this poem on rice paper.

Now all you can do is wait.

"Fifth sister, I came to see you." a strange voice came from the door.

Shen Anyan didn't react at first. When she remembered the master of the voice, she didn't look up, but told Xing Yu.

"Let her in." after Shen Anyan ordered, Xingyu opened the door, came in with Shen QingHan, and then quit the cabinet.

As soon as Shen QingHan came in, he handed the food box in his hand to Siqin, and then followed Xingyu into the cabinet.

"Elder sister, my aunt asked me to come and bring you some food. Have you eaten in the evening?" Shen QingHan asked.

Shen Anyan put the pen away, pressed the rice paper with a sleeper, and came out of the table, "not yet, how about you?"

Shen QingHan smiled a few times and went to help Shen Anyan collect her pen together.

"No, I just took food today and came back to find my aunt. My aunt asked me to send you some." Shen QingHan smiled and frowned, as thorough as Qinghe.

Shen Anyan noticed that Shen QingHan seemed to be in a good mood today.

After Shen Anyan found Shen QingHan's unusual, she remembered a problem.

"How did you get in? Didn't you say no one was allowed to visit?" Shen Anyan took Shen QingHan to a green golden auspicious animal carved lacquer table and sat down. There were several vegetables on the table, and then Shen Anyan asked Shen QingHan.

Shen QingHan is dressed in a green green smoke shirt, a floral water mist green grass pleated skirt, and a green water thin smoke yarn. Shen QingHan does have his own unique beauty, small jasper and clear water hibiscus.

"The two eldest brothers at the door? I know each other. I've done chores together. I said I wouldn't do anything, so I brought you some food, so I gave you some silver and came in." Shen QingHan smiled brightly, which made Shen Anyan look helpless and didn't know what to say about her.

"Sister, come and try this." Shen QingHan got up, took the food box, put out the contents, and put a plate of crystal clear lotus root powder osmanthus cake in front of Shen Anyan, "This is my mother... Ah, Youlan made it by herself. The heavy snow came early this year and the weather was colder than in previous years. Many Osmanthus fragrans were frozen. There are few Osmanthus fragrans on the market. Youlan picked it by herself and specially asked me to bring it to my sister."

As soon as the plate containing lotus root powder and osmanthus cake comes out, it is full-bodied osmanthus fragrance, which is striking.

Shen Anyan picked up one. It was smooth, greasy, soft and glutinous. It was sweet but not greasy. It had a delicious fragrance. Rice and oil were wrapped in sweet scented osmanthus. It was delicious and clear layer by layer. The sweet glutinous was accompanied by a trace of coolness.

It can be seen how much Youlan loves her children. She does it carefully and carefully. She personally collects Osmanthus fragrans. Her love for Shen QingHan is indelible. Even ordinary women want their children to live well. Why isn't Youlan? It's an unspeakable pain to see that Youlan, the daughter of the prime minister, had to fight miscellaneous before.

"It almost depicts the artistic conception of 'looking for Guizi in the middle of the mountain temple." Shen Anyan smiles at Shen QingHan and praises Youlan's osmanthus cake.

"The osmanthus cake made by Youlan lady is the best. It's the best thing I've ever eaten." Shen QingHan arranged everything, and also picked up a osmanthus cake and smiled.

Shen Anyan looked at other cakes, such as chestnut cake, two-color cake, bean roll, peach cake, hibiscus cake, crystal horseshoe cake... Suddenly realized another problem. Why did Shen QingHan suddenly bring so many cakes, and it didn't look like Youlan could do it.

"Where did these cakes come from? Did you orchid make them?" Shen Anyan asked.

"Ah, by the way, sister! Tell you good news!" Shen QingHan suddenly brightened her eyes and looked at Shen Anyan, "Dad recognized me!"

Shen Anyan looked at Shen QingHan in a daze. How can she recognize it? Shen Shen Yin doesn't seem to be that kind of kind-hearted person.

"The Empress Dowager's birthday is coming soon. Did your father promise you to go to the palace for dinner?" Shen Anyan asked tentatively.

"Yes, my father said to let me go too." Shen QingHan said with a smile, "someone sent me the breakfast today, and a maid sent a message to me to eat together at lunch. In the evening, my wife wanted to make clothes for Shen Lingyang, so she ate them in her room. All these food were sent from the kitchen."

Shen Anyan was surprised. "Is there any reason?"

Shen QingHan is not stupid. After analyzing, he has a guess, "is it possible... Because... Lin xiuye..."

Shen Anyan suddenly realized that she only remembered yeqiuni's trap that day, but there was another big thing. Lin xiuye held Shen QingHan in public.

Now you can guess Youlan's intention. You want to help Shen QingHan analyze what to do next. You must have questions when you see so many snacks, and then ask Shen QingHan. Shen QingHan naturally says it.

Shen Anyan looked down at the cakes. In this life, there have been great changes.

Shen chenyin will pay more attention to Shen QingHan who is favored by Lin xiuye.

"You don't need to do anything next. Remember to talk to Lin xiuye on the Empress Dowager's birthday." Shen Anyan said to Shen QingHan.

Shen QingHan saw that Shen Anyan affirmed her idea and asked, "do you also think it's because of Lin xiuye?"

"About so, eat." Shen Anyan said, lost in thought. It seems that the route will change in the future.

Shen QingHan saw that Shen Anyan seemed to be thinking about something. She didn't bother and ate quietly.

There was a strong wind outside, and the whole sky seemed to be covered with a curtain of yellow sand. The sun had long disappeared. It was dark, and there was nothing to see near.

The storm was like the devil's practice in mythology. In an instant, scorched cotton wool like clouds appeared in the sky, becoming dark and chaotic.

The storm poured down like a waterfall. The wind stirred the ice and snow together and crackled like dense bullets. The trees were slapped with painful swallowing and "Shalala, Shalala" disturbing crying.

"It seems that you can't go for the time being." Shen Anyan and Shen QingHan finished their dinner, and Shen Anyan said.

Shen QingHan wandered in the cabinet, saw the words on the table, and then shouted to Shen Anyan in the distance, "Shen Anyan! Did you write this?"

Shen Anyan put down her book and looked at Shen QingHan's direction, "yes."

"It's a beautiful word." what does that mean? "Shen QingHan asked.

Shen Anyan walked towards the desk. "It doesn't mean anything, it's just the weather outside." Shen Anyan replied.

Shen QingHan nodded, his eyes still falling on the words, "can you send me?"

"Take it." then Shen Anyan went to the back of the desk, took out some poetry books and handed them to Shen QingHan, "these books are for you. If you are interested, you can have a look at them."

Shen QingHan nodded his thanks, drank tea with Shen Anyan for a while, read some poems, and said good night when the snow was small.