The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"Snoring? Snoring at such a young age? " Pang Yi is skeptical. He climbs onto the bed and looks inside next to xiao'an. As expected, he looks at Xiaonian with his mouth open and his breath fragrant. It's not snoring, but his breath is thick. At first it sounds like snoring. Pang Yi can't laugh and smile. He squints and says to xiao'an, "it's true! This little boy really follows his father. He will snore when he is a little boy. He must be able to be a general when he grows up! "

"Keep your voice down and don't wake him up!" Xiao'an is so busy that he slaps pangyi on the back of his neck. Then he pulls pangyi out of the bedroom, orders his maid to enter the room to watch Xiaonian's family, and follows pangyi into the dining room.

"Brother Kong is going back to ningguta these days?" After entering the dining room, Xiao an asked Pang Yisheng as he handed over his honey bean and Lily porridge.

"Yes, I have to leave in these days. Wen Jie will get married after new year. He has to go back before new year. At least he can spend another year in the ancient pagoda. Otherwise, he will have to spend the new year alone on the way. How sad is that?" Pang Yi, eating porridge, said again, "by the way, have you arranged all the gifts we have prepared for Wenjie and Miss Fang?"

"I'm ready. I've prepared a suit of clothes for each of them, and I've searched for a piece of jade. I've specially found a master of the interior office to make a pair of jade pendants," said Xiao an, taking a chopstick of stewed bamboo shoots for Pang Yi, and saying, "I'll look for Qingtong after you go to court. Let's go and buy some new year's products for Mr. Gu and Mr. Ding Let brother Kong take them back together. "

"Yes, you can do it." Pang Yi nodded and ate with a big mouthful. At the same time, he suddenly remembered something. He put down his chopsticks, took a look at xiao'an and put down his bowl. It was obvious that he had something to say.

"More? How can I eat so little today? And steamed buns... " Xiao'an is urging Pang Yi to have a meal, but when he touches his eyes, he immediately realizes that something is wrong. He hands the bun to Pang Yi and whispers, "what's wrong? Is something wrong? "

"Something really happened, but I'm afraid you're not happy. I haven't told you," Pang Yi said hesitantly as he took the bun and put it on the plate. "But it's the end of the year. If I don't tell you, it's not a matter."

"What's the matter? What the hell? It's a bit of a mess. " Xiao'an looked at his dignified face and put down his chopsticks.

"Long live sends a doctor to cure Mr. an. He's very sharp now." pangyi looks at the Little Ann's expression and sees that she doesn't have anything unusual, so he dares to continue saying, "if you want to visit Mr. an, I can accompany you, but I have to avoid people's eyes and ears..."

"Pang Yi," xiao'an suddenly stopped Pang Yi's words. She looked at Pang Yi calmly with the same voice, without any fluctuation. "I'm ningguta. My parents died 20 years ago. I'm in the capital. I have no other family except you and nianqin."

"Well, I see. I won't talk about it any more," Pang Yi said in a daze. He reached out his hand to hold xiao'an's hand, paused, and then whispered, "I'm afraid it's going to be new year's Eve, and I'm still in the capital I still remember him in my heart, and would not tell me, so That's the question. Hailin, it's my fault. I won't mention it again. Don't be angry with me. "

"Why are you angry?" Xiao'an chuckled, holding the man's rough hand in his backhand, and lowered his eyebrows and eyes. "Since that winter, I've got the roasted rabbit legs in front of me, and I know who's best to me in the world."