Chapter 30: Have a hard time learning about it

Xiao Yuan raised a few days of injury, and after the scar on his neck subsided, he dared to walk around.
On the second day, he dealt with the political affairs, because he was worried that Qihe Qing would be secretly killed. Xiao Yu’an watched and folded his heart and thoughts. He simply took the burden and went straight to Jingyang Palace.
The red sleeves are stopped, and Xiao Yu’s eyes are innocent.
The old man will be stunned and he will be faint Cold wind accumulation, cloud and cloud. There are a lot of snow falling, and the sky is floating. The snow of the Northland seems to be falling forever.
Xiao Yuan tightened his robe, smashed the snow on his shoulders, and reached out to knock on the door of the river.
Dedicated to Xiao Yu’an’s Yang Shiwei’s fist:
The emperor, the minister is waiting outside the door.

Xiao Yuan does not allow: "It's too cold, go back."
Yang Liuan insisted: "Wei Chen does not feel cold."
Xiao Yuan grabbed a group of snow and stuffed it into Yang Liu’s clothes: "Is it cold?"
Yang Liuan shuddered: "...no, no, no, cold, not cold."
You are still not cold!
Xiao Yu'an can't smile: "Go to a warm place to dry the clothes, then come back after an hour."
Although Yang Liuan still hesitated, he had to follow the instructions of Xiao Yu'an.
The north wind whistling, the snow wet clothes, Yang Shiwei quietly found a small courtyard with a willow in Jingyang Palace, see no one, and gently slammed the door.
"Who?" There was a doubtful voice in the room. After a while, the door was opened.
Yang Liuan looked at the ecstatic Xiaofeng month, and smiled heartily: "It's me."
"You, you, how are you soaked, come in quickly." Xiaofeng Yue quickly pulled people into the house, burned the charcoal pot, put in front of people, found a few pieces of dry clothes, "Get the wet clothes down, wear me first of."
"Yeah." Yang Liuan untied his robe and handed it to Xiaofengyue.
"The cloak is also replaced, it's wet, be careful." Xiaofeng Yue said with concern, the eyes are all distressed.
Yang Liu’an face reveals a blush that is not easy to detect:
Li Yi, it’s not necessary, it’s okay.

Xiaofeng Yue suddenly understood what he was coming up. He looked down and couldn’t see his expression, but the earlobe was already red, and Xiaofeng said with a sigh of relief: "You, you change, I go to the yard to sweep the snow, you change."
"Don't leave it, it's too cold outside." Yang Liuan stretched his hand to live Xiaofeng.
Xiaofeng Yue is in a hurry: "No, wet clothes will catch cold."
Yang Liuan is tight: "I change, I change, don't go out."
Said, Yang Liuan quickly solved the cloak, hurriedly changed a set of dry clothes, Xiaofeng month took the wet clothes, baked on the charcoal fire: "How come today? Do not serve the emperor?"
Yang Liuan replied: "The emperor came to Jingyang Palace and looked for Heqing."
Xiaofeng heard it and suddenly sighed.
Yang Liuan could not bear: "What is it?"
Xiaofeng Yue explained: "In the early days, I heard some things about catching the wind and catching the shadows. I said that the emperor had only been single-minded recently. I didn't expect it to be the emperor of Nanyan."
Yang Liuan nervously slammed the hand of Xiaofengyue, holding a fine Capricorn: "Are you homesick?"
Xiaofengyue’s heart is like a spring breeze, and he smiles softly at Yangliu’an:
Nan Yanguo is my homeland, but I’m alone, I don’t have any thoughts, and now...

Nowadays, Acacia, exquisite red beans, no you can not think of home.
Xiaofeng’s moon paused and looked down at the charcoal pot.
Yang Liuan did not notice the same, and asked without hesitation: "Why then why sigh?"
Xiaofengyue sorted out his mind and raised his head and replied: "The South Yanguo Prince is afraid to be the target of the public."
Yang Liuan puzzled: "Well? Why?"
Xiaofeng Moon paved the wet clothes of Yang Liu'an and carefully baked it. He replied: "It is never a happy event to be alone. This Jingyang Palace is a bitter and unintentional, and it is too much to be too smart.

Xiao Yu'an is also worried about this question: "Is there anyone who wants to hurt you recently?"
The Weihe River shook his head.
"Red sleeves, have you moved?"
The Weihe River shook his head.
"What about the House of Internal Affairs? Zhao Gonggong?"
Luohe Qing still shook his head.
Xiao Yu'an patted his chest and sighed.
It seems that the villain skills are cooling.
Seeing Xiao Yu'an, Xiaohe's eyes are puzzled: "Why are you helping me? Although you are not a king, you can still use this identity to call the wind and cover the sky with one hand?"
Xiao Yuan raised an eyebrow.
Luohe Qing, is this to believe him?
But how can you dare to call the wind and call the rain, crying, the man's knife can be called over, calling the call, this Northland is also called, screaming! Call it!
Xiao Yuan smirked and smiled: "No reason, I want to be friends with you."
Luohe Qing said: "Friends?"
Xiao Yu'an said: "The husband is a world man and he is a hero."
The river is clear and alert, and silent.
Xiao Yuan was too lazy to talk to him, moved the stool, approached the charcoal brazier, and looked at the heavy snow mourning outside the window, slamming his hands and warming his body.
Luohe Qing looked at him and suddenly said: "You... afraid of cold?"
Xiao Yu'an first was jealous, then replied: "Ah? Well. I was a southerner during my lifetime, I was afraid of coldness."
Luhe Qing asked again: "What was your name during your lifetime?"
Xiao Yuan ordered the water in the porcelain cup and wrote his name on the huanghuali round table.
Luohe whispered and said: "Xiao, Yu, Ann."
"Well, when there are no other people, you will call my name directly." Xiao Yuan convinced and smiled, the red light of the charcoal fire swayed on his white face like porcelain, and he was favored and shadowed.
Luohe Qing looked a bit unrealistic, and looked at it for a long time, and promised: "Good."
One hour later, Yang Liu'an's clothes finally dried up. After he changed his clothes, Xiaofeng Yue carefully put on his robe for him. Don't wear a belt and put on his clothes.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Yang Liuan opened his eyes: "I will go back to the emperor."
Xiaofeng Yue looked at the window with concern: "Snow is so big, do you have an umbrella?"
Yang Liuan shook his head and got up and went outside the door: "No, I am worried that someone is suspicious."
Xiaofeng has a lower lip and does not insist.
Yang Liuan just opened the door, the wind and snow screamed into the air, Xiaofeng month suddenly remembered something, took Yang Liuan, took a sachet from his arms and handed it to him.
"This is?" Yang Liu An took the sachet.
Xiaofengyue said: "The umbrella can't be taken. This sachet that is hidden in the body can always be taken?"
Yang Liu An Shantou, happy and embarrassed smile: "Well, thank you, I will definitely protect it."
Xiaofeng Yue bowed his head: "Go ahead, don't let the emperor wait."
Yang Liu An Xiao Xiaoyue month covered the door, carefully put the sachet into the close-fitting clothing, and hurriedly left the robe.
The wind is raging, the wind is cold, the snow is covering the ears, the whole world is covered with silver, and neither of them has seen it. After the small courtyard, the willows are actually standing secretly.
Qin Yu looked at Yang Liu'an's back in a hurry, and looked at the door closed by the eyes of Xiaofeng. He said it was a few strange sounds, and then he smiled and smiled.