Tong Hao turned his head, and slapped a girl who was older than him ruthlessly on the face. He was only less than nine years old, and he was already so domineering and not strong enough, but this sound was crisp and clear.
very.
"Lick the rice off your shoes!" It sounded extremely arrogant and uncomfortable.
Xuan Jinmo smiled coldly, revenge was too easy, it was really boring.
The girl was only eleven years old, undersized, thin and timid, but she actually knelt down.
There was some porridge and rice accidentally stained on Tong Hao's shoes, which was accidentally dropped when the girl fed him with a small spoon.
"Tong Hao!" A voice suddenly sounded at this time.
Xuan Jinmo's hand trembled and he almost threw the wine glass away and looked up in surprise.
Tong Hao, who was getting angry, also looked up at the stairs.
Tong Hao, who was over eight years old, was also startled by the voice. Although he was more arrogant, there were still people he was afraid of, such as this little aunt who had only reappeared for less than three days.
He remembered that the last time he saw his little aunt, he was just five years old. He, his mother, and his sister moved out of General Tong's Mansion, leaving his grandfather and his father who had always loved him the most.
"Little aunt." Tong Hao kicked the girl kneeling in front of him away and shouted coquettishly, "Why are you here?"
Tong Xiaoye looked at Tong Hao quietly, his features were more like his mother's, with thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, which revealed a bit of weakness, but his eyes were very domineering, as if he was the biggest in the world. He was only more than three years old, plus he
During the more than half a year she stayed in the palace, she had not seen him for at most three and a half years. The naughty and cute child back then had grown into such a disgusting look.
"Why are you so stubborn?" Tong Xiaoye vaguely felt that someone was looking at her, and as she spoke, her eyes fell on a seat next to the window.
She looked vaguely familiar, and then suddenly I remembered that it was him, the man who said he would marry her when she was sixteen, Xuan Jinmo, he is already twenty-five years old this year, right?
She was still wearing an almost white silver brocade dress. Judging from the fact that she was now almost sixteen, just one glance would make her heart beat like a deer. However, thinking of the mean letter canceling the engagement, she frowned slightly.
He averted his gaze.
Xuan Jinmo saw Tong Xiaoye's eyes turning to him, smiled slightly, and was about to stand up to say hello, but found that Tong Xiaoye just glanced at him with a slight frown, but looked back as if he didn't recognize him, first paused, and then
Take back your intention to say hello.
She is more delicate and charming than before. She is already a woman of almost sixteen years old, with a graceful figure and a water-blue dress, which adds a bit of desertedness to the cold autumn atmosphere.
Xuan Jinmo thought vaguely: People say that girls have changed a lot, but except that she is much older than she was when she was six years old, nothing else has changed. Compared with three years ago, she has changed very little.
Where has she been in three years? Looking at her features, she does not look like someone who has gone through hardships, and she seems to be living a good life. Thinking that she may have been living a good life, but I have never received any news from her, I feel frustrated and confused.
Annoyed.
"This slave doesn't have eyesight!" Tong Hao said somewhat guiltily, feeling that his little aunt's eyes frightened him, not fierce but cold.
I remember seeing my little aunt for the first time three days ago. I didn't recognize her at first. I just thought she was really pretty. She had shallow dimples when she smiled. She was prettier than my mother and my second mother, but I was scared for no reason.
The little aunt looked at him, her eyes were clear and calm, without any fluctuation.
"Why don't you get out of here." A slave next to Tong Hao immediately scolded the little girl kneeling on the ground in a low voice, "Didn't you see that the master and the girl were talking?"
The little girl who was kneeling on the ground did not dare to say anything. She immediately got up and stood aside. There were still tears on her face, but she did not dare to cry out and her body was trembling slightly.
"Little aunt." Tong Hao shouted nervously in a low voice.
Tong Xiaoye was about to speak.
"Xiaoye, why are you arguing with a child?" It was Xuan Jinmo's gentle and indifferent voice. He didn't know when he had stood up and walked to Tong Xiaoye, "Tong Hao already knew he was wrong."
"Brother Jinmo." Tong Xiaoye called him politely, with a sense of distance.
Xuan Jinmo pretended not to hear the alienation in Tong Xiaoye's tone, smiled faintly, and said: "I haven't seen you for three years, and now I am even more beautiful. Now that you are here, I must give you this face. Come and find someone."
In the private room, I want to treat this girl to dinner."
Tong Xiaoye immediately said: "No need, I just came to see Hao'er."
Xuan Jinmo still smiled faintly and said gently: "We're already here, and it's time for dinner. We haven't seen each other for three years. Is it possible that we won't give you this thin noodles?"
When he spoke, his expression was gentle and pitiful, as if he really only cared about the small matter of whether Tong Xiaoye wanted to eat or not. There was some slight reproach in his tone, as if he was blaming Tong Xiaoye for not having heard from him in the past three years, but he was just right.
, which is annoying.
Tong Xiaoye hesitated for a moment, looked back at A Hui who was following behind, and said calmly: "Sister A Hui, go back and tell the house that I met Brother Jin Mo here and we will have a meal together. Don't worry about it."
, I will go back after dinner."
"So anxious?" Xuan Jinmo asked with a faint smile.
"Yes, I will leave Kyoto with my parents tomorrow." Tong Xiaoye said still politely.
Ah Hui seemed to be married, her hair on her forehead had been combed up, she was a little fatter than in the impression, and she had a very blessed face, "Yes, I will go back first, please take your time."
Tong Xiaoye seemed to sigh helplessly. She was really not used to being treated with such respect and discretion.
"Is your slave already married?" Xuan Jinmo asked casually.
"Well, I have been married for two years." Tong Xiaoye said still politely, and followed Xuan Jinmo more slowly, pretending not to see Xuan Jinmo who was planning to walk side by side with her, "Mother makes the decision, so
The person I am marrying is a kind-hearted person. He is from the family. He knows her well and is good to her."
"How have you been in the past three years?"
Tong Hao outside let out a long breath. He didn't know why, but his little aunt was not a very fierce person, but a very gentle person who didn't talk much, but it made him inexplicably afraid.
"I'm tired and don't want to eat." Tong Hao said dullly, without looking at the crowd, he raised his legs and walked away. The servants around him immediately followed him, and a large group of people quickly went downstairs and left.
Tong Xiaoye listened to the chaotic footsteps outside getting farther and farther, the curtain quietly fell behind her, and she said slowly: "It's not good, it's not bad either."