Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

After sending away Lu Qiange's pair, Yunxi returned to the attic alone.

The hall was empty, and the firewood pot was "suddenly" out of white gas on the stove of the kitchen.

There are two bowls of white rice hot in the pot, one for meat and one for vegetarian.

She and Lu Qiange couldn't make it back before noon. It seemed that Leng Qingtang left this meal exclusively for her two.

After rushing for the whole morning, Yun Xi was really hungry because his belly was empty.

The food is steaming, although the category is simple, it is the heart of my husband.

Looking at it, Yun Xi's vision became slightly blurred.

After inhaling her nose, she sat on the wooden stool next to the stove, and ate a bowl of white rice while cooking.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the courtyard is vast and clean.

The bags of spices were still piled beside the rose stand, and were covered with thick snow.

Those are only a small part of the purchases on the commercial street today, and the remaining dozens of bags are in the newly rented house by her and Leng Qingtang.

Soon they will say goodbye to this attic, Yunxi thought, and after staying in the vertical position for a while, there is really no need to move that many spices around, so they only brought a small amount back, enough to be used for grinding the base material in the past two days. .

Some of these spices are materials that are scarce in the current season, not to mention the high cost, and they also avoid dampness.

If it is left in the snow for a long time, the original spicy smell will be greatly reduced.

After packing up the dishes, Yunxi walked quickly into the courtyard, carrying a sack of nutmeg and walking down the corridor.

This sufficient amount of spices is not light, it is very difficult to carry with Yunxi's thin figure.

Carrying a sack on his shoulder, Yun Xi was struggling forward in the thick snow.

The cold wind blew her, her petite body trembling, swaying almost to be crushed by the wind.

In such a situation, she missed the days when she had martial arts even more.

At that time, she was not a sack of spices. It was easy to fly over the wall and over the ridge.

After successfully moving two large bags of spices to the corridor, Yunxi held his waist to rest for a while, and then went to transport the third bag.

When he turned around, his feet slipped, Yunxi leaned forward, and the bag of spices flew out.

It was dark in front of her, and she hit something, solid and warm, so that she could not feel the slightest coldness of ice and snow.

When I looked up, I saw Leng Qingtangyang lying in the white snow, and there was a feeling of worry in the dark phoenix eyes, and he was very worried that this self-conscious little woman might make any mistakes.

But when his eyes were facing each other, the full of compassion at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows instantly turned into nothingness. The more beautiful and innocent facial features that were lined by Suxue were cold and silent, pressing a group of pure and dignified. Sorrowful.

Just now, he hid on the second floor because of sulking, opened the window and stood up to the wind, relying on the blowing cold wind to relieve his depression on his own.

But after a while, he suddenly saw the figure of his little wife appearing in the white courtyard.

He realized that it was not good, and immediately rushed downstairs, only when he opened the door and walked out of her, he encountered the situation.

The qi returned to the qi, his instinctive reaction was to leap over and use his body as a mat rather than let his wife fall into the snow.

"Husband!"

Yun Xi was stunned, moved to the blush of his cheeks, and hurriedly got up, reaching out to pull him.

He did not accept her kindness, got up on his own, and slapped Shirayuki who was on his body.

"It's cold, go back to the house."

The words were neither cold nor hot, but they slammed into Yun Xi's ears.

She was stunned for a moment, looked at him silly, her lips parted, and she stopped talking.

Leng Qingtang bypassed her direct gaze, picked up a bag of spices alone, and quickly transported it down the corridor.

A man is a man, and besides, he is a man of great martial arts, who works hard to relax.

Yunxi stood lonely in the heavy snow, letting his ankles sink into the snow and wet his shoes and socks.

She was like a child who had done something wrong and was deliberately discarded by Leng Qingtang. She had to put her fingers together, and watched his busy figure flying through the world of ice blossoms, and light white ice blossoms gradually formed on the wet long eyelashes.

The cold wind pierced through the clothes, the pain bit the bones and cut the skin. It was not that she was numb, but his indifference made her chill.

The lake in her heart is frozen, and the bitterness and heaviness is far better than any skin pain.

The icy ball slid to his cheeks, and Yunxi was crying.

She looked up at the gloomy sky.

Without seeing the sun, only a piece of ice fluttering white and hazy.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, making her unable to stand in the snow.

Based on her understanding of her husband, the quieter the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, the more his heart moved with real anger.

But she also has her difficulties here!

Even the heart-blood alliance has not yet been successfully concluded, and the wizard has not yet obtained the things that the wizard needs, she has no idea how to explain today's unwarranted disaster to him.

At sunset, Yunxi went to the kitchen and cooked some good dishes.

Stir-fried white radish strips with soaked shark fin vegetarian; stir-fry diced eggplant with pepper, chili and bacon in lard, then pour it on tofu to make a delicious tofu; crispy fish belly, stuffy beef bone marrow, sour bamboo shoots, fried lotus Vegetables, simmered lamb leg with ten-flavored soup, and sweet bird's nest soup are all her husband’s favorite dishes.

Leng Qingtang didn't use a hunger strike to vent his dissatisfaction.

Before the dinner time, he still walked into the room on time, as before, personally put the two people's dishes and delicious meals on the table.

His actions made Yun Xi feel anxious. Obviously, he was starting a cold war with her.

Yunxi was determined to please, so he filled a bowl full of rice, Yin Yinfeng brought him to his hand and smiled:

"It's been a long time since I made these dishes for my husband. It's cold today. My husband Dingxue is really working hard to carry spices. You must eat more for dinner."

"It's the lady who worked hard, right?"

Leng Qingtang answered indifferently, her eyes fixedly provoked, and with the power to grab Yunxi, the doubt, indifference, and alienation made her mouth dumbfounded.

Seeing her face pale and stiff, he looked like an okay person, and raised the corners of his lips steadily, and continued with a completely redundant but sarcastic explanation:

"I mean, the lady went out early in the morning, and she had to work hard to prepare this table of food when she came back.

In fact, it's just that you and I eat with bird's nest and shark's fin. There is no need for the lady to be so excited. "

His face dimmed a little, Yunxi was full of grievances, biting the head of his chopsticks stupidly, and nodding softly:

"Yes, I will remember my husband's teachings, and I must be diligent and thrifty in the future."

Treasure is chewing wax with taste, and a meal is dull and boring in silence.

"When are you going to tell me the truth?"

After swallowing the last grain of rice, Leng Qingtang decisively dropped the chopsticks, her eyes were close to Yunxi, her eyes were calm but sharp, making her inevitable.

She held the bowl with trembling fingertips, a momentary roar in her head, a blank piece:

"I, I can't tell my husband right now, but you will know sooner or later that all I do is for your husband's good."

She was telling the truth.

She loves him, and her heart is on him. He is the man she will protect with her own life.

But at this time, he was completely ignorant of this, and was still trying his best to blame and express his anger and dissatisfaction.

Black eyes tore apart the shining lightning, Leng Qingtang was already extremely angry, and asked sharply:

"Speaking of which, you are indeed Tovare doing things for you?"

Shen Shen closed his eyes, he only felt hot and dry in his throat, and then a broken syllable came out like thunder:

"You should be clear, I don't want to benefit from Soro's anymore, you actually beg them for me?!"

Yunxi was trembling from the roar, tears gradually filled his eyes, and his shallow eyebrows avoided:

"Sorry, husband, I will never trouble Huaer again in the future."

Leng Qingtang neglected the little wife's misery carelessly. For a moment of silence, staring at her with sharp eyes, he asked again:

"What's the matter?"

"Sooner or later you will understand, but not today."

Yunxi gritted his teeth, determined not to reveal the slightest to him before the blood alliance was concluded.

Leng Qingtang finally couldn't bear it, his eyes showed a little disgust, and he nodded quietly:

"Well, just because of that, you don't hesitate to hurt the relationship between you and me, and you don't hesitate to be misunderstood by your younger generation, right?"

Yunxi lowered his head and said with a trembling voice:

"I don't need to explain anything. Sooner or later you will understand my painstaking efforts."

Leng Qingtang smiled tragically, and left angrily.

Yunxi was sitting alone at the dinner table, crying. :,,